Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 722

Chapter 722: Chapter 722 - Taming the Fifth Year - Preamble - 2

The betrayal in Wei’s voice suggested Yang had just advocated for burning the library rather than merely suggesting teenagers should be allowed to have feelings.

"Completely." Yang crossed his arms, his stone behemoth manifesting briefly in those rocky patterns across his skin, like they were a visual emphasis to match his conviction. "Those two have been dancing around each other for years... It’s time they do it literally."

The pun was probably unintentional, or maybe not, Yang had a dry sense of humor that was sometimes hard to read.

"I can’t wait," Lin declared with evident delight, practically rubbing her hands together in anticipation. "Will he apply the player tactics I taught him?"

The question was rhetorical but carried genuine curiosity. She’d given Ren some ’coaching’ on interpersonal manipulation. Techniques meant for ’infiltration and information gathering’ but applicable to basically any situation involving human interaction.

It would be educational to see whether he’d internalized the lessons enough to apply them in high-stakes personal contexts.

"You’re a bad influence," Zhao commented from where he’d been observing in silence, but there was amusement in his voice. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"The best kind of influence," Lin corrected with a wink.

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The reactions from the maids and guards were... mixed.

Mayo was practically bouncing with excitement, her usual energy multiplied by ten. Possibly by twenty. It was hard to measure when she normally operated at levels that would exhaust normal people just watching.

"This is perfect! Finally!"

Finally what, she didn’t specify. Finally they’d be forced together? Finally Luna would have to confront feelings she’d been suppressing? Finally Mayo would get to witness drama up close instead of speculating from a distance?

Probably all of the above.

Matilda grabbed her arm, trying to calm her before the excitement manifested in something that would require damage control. "Mayo, control yourself. Luna is..."

"Devastated," María completed, looking toward where Luna had remained frozen without saying a word after seeing the announcement.

Not protesting, just... still. Like a prey that had spotted a predator and was hoping immobility would provide protection that flight couldn’t.

The guards had expressions more difficult to read.

Years of professional training in maintaining neutral faces regardless of personal opinions or reactions. But even professional masks showed cracks if you knew where to look.

Umi had her arms crossed and a thoughtful expression. "This could solve things."

Could, not would... The careful distinction of someone who’d seen enough noble drama to know that forced proximity could go either direction, healing or catastrophe with roughly equal probability.

"Or complicate them?" Mako suggested. "If Ren is as romantically clueless as always, even though they’re going to be together..."

"They just won’t coordinate and will fail the exam," Shizu completed, understanding the logic.

Ballroom dancing required communication. Exactly what Luna and Ren didn’t have right now with all the walls she’d built between them.

Hikari, the youngest of the guards, simply looked worried. "But doesn’t Lady Luna need this? She’s been working so hard to stay away from him despite how she feels..."

The words trailed off. Hikari was young enough that subtle social dynamics still confused her sometimes.

"Sometimes you just need to get close and talk even if it hurts," Umi said wisely, enough to know simple avoidance rarely solved anything. "What we want and what we need are often different things."

She paused, looking toward Luna with an expression that mixed concern with genuine affection.

"And our third lady definitely needs this. Even if she won’t admit it."

The statement carried certainty. Not speculation but professional assessment from someone who’d been watching Luna suffer for weeks and recognized that current trajectory led nowhere good.

Sometimes people needed to be forced out of destructive patterns. Needed external pressure to break cycles they couldn’t escape alone.

Ren Patinder - Luna Starweaver

’I can’t believe my bad luck,’ she thought, feeling something resembling panic climbing up her throat.

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