Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 647

Chapter 647: Chapter 647 - Taming the Fifth Year - Multiwalled Fortress - 2

"I don’t have any experience," Ren admitted, trying not to think too much about the ’random’ and ’unreal’ kisses he’d received. "I’ve been busy with many studies. I haven’t had time for... that."

The admission came out more vulnerable than he’d intended, a genuine confession from someone who’d been too focused on survival and cultivation to navigate the complexities of teenage romance.

’Is he honest? Maybe too much. Or does he want us to think that?’

Seraphina signaled to them that maybe it was a half-truth but she couldn’t read him too well, and all three tensed slightly. Her mana eyes flickered with frustration, unable to penetrate the chaotic mess of Ren’s energy signature.

’He claimed no experience too quickly,’ Cassia noted, her mind racing through possibilities. ’Is it genuine or is he establishing low expectations to surpass them later?’

"That’s... refreshing," Jeannette said, and she meant it. "Most boys in your position would brag, even if they were lying."

’But Aldric said he was different. Maybe this is part of that difference.’

"Why would I brag?" Ren frowned, confusion evident on his face. "It doesn’t make sense to lie about something like that."

’Do they expect me to lie? Or maybe that’s what’s expected of nobles? I feel lost... What kind of strange learning system is this?’

Seraphina studied his expression. Without being able to read his mana clearly, she had to rely more on body language. And his body language showed genuine confusion. No microexpressions of deception. No tells that suggested manipulation.

’Either he’s the best actor in the kingdom, or he really has no experience.’

"For example... I’ve been pursued by groups of girls lately. It’s uncomfortable because I don’t know how to handle it without being rude. Maybe Aldric thought you could help me understand how to... I don’t know, decline appropriately."

His voice carried genuine distress, the kind that came from days of being hunted through hallways like prey.

’It makes sense. Aldric saw I have problems with admirers and brought these noble girls to teach me protocol for rejecting advances. It’s strange but not stranger than everything else in noble politics, right?’

The silence that followed was absolute.

Cassia felt her brain momentarily stop functioning.

’So he’s... asking us to help REJECT girls who aren’t at his level?’

Seraphina opened her mouth. Closed it. Opened it again. No words came out. Her carefully cultivated noble composure cracked like thin ice.

’That can’t be real. A noble who doesn’t want to bask in the attention of making his own place clear by rejecting lower houses? It has to be a play. It. Has. To. Be.’

Jeannette leaned back in her chair, studying Ren with a new expression. Something between disbelief and dawning horror at the situation they’d walked into.

’Aldric said he was a genius. That he played complex games. If this is a game, it’s the most elaborate I’ve seen...’

"Ren," Jeannette said carefully, each word selected with surgical precision, "is it possible that Aldric brought us here at your request to help you reject romantic advances?"

’Please say no, or say it’s a joke. Please.’

"Maybe... Don’t you want to?" Ren asked, genuinely confused now. "What else would you be here for? You heard it... Aldric said ’social practice’, and that’s the area where I’m having the most problems lately."

’It may be the case, right? They’re nobles, they probably have experience with these types of situations. It makes sense.’

The three looked at each other, silent communication passing between them with the speed of lightning.

’He’s completely serious,’ Cassia’s face transmitted.

’It can’t be,’ Seraphina responded with her eyes, a slight shake of her head denying the reality before them.

’But it is,’ Jeannette confirmed with a slight head tilt, her expression somewhere between amazement and despair.

"Ren," Cassia began, choosing each word with extreme care, like defusing a bomb where one wrong word would detonate everything, "what if I told you we could do... the opposite? Not reject, but... accept."

’Give me something. Any sign of what you really want.’

Ren frowned, processing the words like they were in a foreign language. "Accept? Accept who?"

"Whoever you want," Seraphina clarified, her voice carrying forced patience. "People with specific characteristics. Who could be... appropriate."

’How direct do we have to be for him to stop playing?’

"But I don’t want to accept anyone else... I don’t need more ’attention’," Ren protested. "It’s already overwhelming."

’Why would I want MORE of that?’

The thought was so sincere that it transmitted through every line of his body language.

Jeannette felt something bubbling in her throat but suppressed it. Laughter. Hysteria. Screaming. She couldn’t quite tell which.

’He really is the best actor in the kingdom’s history.’

’I give up.’

’Aldric. Aldric told us this boy was a manipulative genius. That he played games even Aldric couldn’t follow. And it turns out he’s...’

’If we keep pushing here we’re just going to upset him. Better play along,’ Cassia’s eyes transmitted, a strategic retreat in the face of overwhelming confusion.

’Because I’m still not convinced that what he’s doing is just to deceive us and give us false importance that...’

’Damn, he’s good...’ The three thought in unison.

Cassia: ’I’m going to kill Aldric for getting us into this. This is indeed a genius and I feel like an idiot child for thinking in circles at his mercy.’

Seraphina: ’I can’t read his mana. I can’t read his intentions. I’m completely blind here.’

Jeannette: ’This is going to be much more complicated than I thought. In every possible sense.’

’Well, at least this type of social practice sounds more useful than memorizing genealogies of extinct houses.’

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