Beast Tamer: I Can See Evolution Paths

"Bit of a scaredy-cat, aren't you? The little white snake is just a newborn, less than two days old. Is it really that terrifying?",Asher took out a dragon stick to feed the little white snake, which ate with relish, quickly devouring three sticks in a row.

"I was just startled, that's all. I'm not usually afraid of snakes.",Aeron watched the interaction between Asher and the little white snake, his eyes gleaming with curiosity.

He wanted to interact with the noodle too.

Aeron's eyes clearly conveyed this thought.

Asher gave him a look, then pulled out a dragon-type energy crystal from his pocket.

Without the dragon stick, the little white snake nudged Asher unhappily, but when faced with the energy-rich crystal, it didn't hold back, biting down with a satisfying "crunch—" and happily munching away.

Aeron: "?"

"This thing... can eat dragon-type energy crystals?",Aeron was shocked.

He scrutinized the Jade Silver Snake coiled around Asher's wrist, but no matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem related to dragon-type creatures.

He couldn't claim to know everything, but Aeron was confident he knew all dragon-type beasts.

Yet he didn't recognize this little white snake, which could only mean it wasn't a dragon-type but some other attribute.

Another attribute, yet able to consume dragon-type energy crystals?

"I knew it.",Aeron sighed in a dreamy tone,"None of Brother Asher's pets are ordinary."

"Even a seemingly simple little snake has something unique about it."

"As expected of Brother Asher, you never fail to live up to my stereotypes of you."

With that, Aeron looked at Asher expectantly.

"Brother Asher, let Little Raven out for me to see. It feels like forever since I last saw Little Raven.",He smacked his lips,"I kinda miss it!"

Asher: "..."

"Rein in that perverted look of yours.",Asher couldn't understand Aeron's excitement.

Since it was his first time at the Rothschild family, it felt inappropriate to release his pets in someone else's home. So, aside from the recently contracted and inconspicuous Jade Silver Snake, Asher hadn't let Little Raven and the Cat-Worm out.

But since Aeron didn't mind, Asher released both Little Raven and the Cat-Worm.

Asher's shoulder sank.

The Cat-Worm, with its round, chubby body, perched on Asher's shoulder.

Little Raven twisted its body, nestling into Asher's arms in a mother hen-like pose, using its wings to pull Asher's hand around it.

Only after doing this did Little Raven turn its golden-red eyes to Aeron with a calm gaze.

"Damn it...!",Aeron stared at Little Raven with longing and desire,"No matter how many times I see it, Little Raven always looks so majestic!"

"Brother Asher.",Aeron looked up, teary-eyed, meeting Asher's gaze. Asher instinctively shivered and took a step back.

Holding Little Raven in front of him, Asher blocked Aeron's advance,"You, tone down that look. You're creeping me out."

"Ah, it's no big deal.",Aeron's expression returned to normal, though his face still bore an unnatural flush of excitement,"Brother Asher, if I were to get a mutated Oriental Peacock, do you think it could evolve into something like Little Raven?"

Asher: "...You could try, but I can't guarantee it."

"I'm about to contract my second pet. Honestly, I really want a Oriental Peacock like yours... but I feel like...",Aeron stroked his chin thoughtfully,"Not every Oriental Peacock is like Little Raven."

With that, Aeron let out a long sigh.

'Ah!'

'Forget it.'

'Can't compare.'

Just can't compare.

Aeron isn't the chosen one; Brother Asher is the real Asher Rothschild.

Aeron had an epiphany.

Asher: "?"

Aeron didn't explain his chaotic thoughts, instead leading Asher toward the Rothschild family estate.

At the foot of a nearby mountain.

The estate's overall style was grand, but up close, it was rugged.

There weren't many delicate ornaments or decorations.

If not for the discernible design sense, Asher might have mistaken it for a rustic farmhouse in the deep mountains.

'Oh!'

Dragon droppings were visible in the yard.

Asher: "..."

'Be Calm.'

This was an unavoidable fate for every pet owner.

Even with super beasts, the basic physiological needs remained.

Asher walked past without a second glance.

The center of the estate was a spacious open hall, capable of accommodating many people, with a ceiling far higher than usual, making the space feel exceptionally airy.

"This is to make it easier for Dragon Dad and other dragons to stay inside.",Without needing Asher to ask, Aeron expertly explained.

Asher nodded.

Clearly, many had the same question, honing Aeron's ability to answer without being asked.

Upon entering.

Four people were seated in the main hall.

Three men and one woman.

Asher recognized three of them.

The elderly man with graying hair but a vigorous demeanor, looking to be in his sixties or seventies, was likely Old Rothschild.

Greg stood beside his father, arms crossed, silent. An outsider might mistake him for Old Rothschild's bodyguard.

Then there was a middle-aged man who looked about the same age as Greg, possibly older. Asher didn't know him, but he recognized Jessica beside him.

"Asher, you're here too!",Jessica waved excitedly at Asher.

Then she curiously asked,"How did you get here? Did Aeron invite you?"

"Ugh!"

"Aeron didn't even tell me. If Uncle Blue hadn't seen the help request, I wouldn't have known!",She glared at Aeron, fists clenched, ready to beat up the Rothschild family's kid in front of the elders.

A proper bully at the door.

Old Rothschild and Greg ignored her, with Old Rothschild even chuckling,"Little Jessica, make yourself at home. Stay a few days, and I'll have Aeron show you around the mountains."

"Grandpa!",Aeron jumped up, glaring at Old Rothschild,"No way! I'd rather spend time with Brother Asher!"

Innocent Asher, now under Old Rothschild's suspicious gaze: "?"

'What did I do to get dragged into this mess?'

Asher didn't want to speak.

"Thank you, Grandpa Rothschild!",Jessica politely thanked Old Rothschild.

"Don't worry, with the bond between you and my grandpa, I won't stand on ceremony."

Then she turned to retort at Aeron,"Hmph! Shut up!"

"And!",She pointed at Aeron's nose,"As if I want you to accompany me! I want Asher!"

"Accompanying Asher works too!"

Innocently caught in the crossfire, Asher met Old Rothschild, Greg, and the stranger's questioning gazes.

Was this the legendary... Life of a handsome man?

Admittedly.

Asher was quite handsome.

"Aeron didn't notify me. I saw the post on the advanced marketplace.",Asher felt the need to clarify.

His explanation instantly diverted the attention of the quarreling Jessica and Aeron, both looking at him with confusion.

The other three were equally puzzled.

"Did you... see it from your teacher or some senior?",The stranger, Jessica's Uncle Anderson Bluewhile, hesitantly asked.

After considering Asher's identity again he asked,"Professor Damien? Are you still in contact with him?"

Otherwise, it was hard to explain how such a young person could access high-level information.

Old Rothschild and Greg shared the same doubt.

They hadn't asked earlier because Asher already knew, so there was no need to dig deeper into how he accessed the advanced marketplace.

Perhaps someone had shared it with him?

"I recently obtained access to the advanced marketplace and happened to see the post, found it interesting, and came.",Asher's words shattered their assumptions.

Old Rothschild couldn't help but ask,"You're not a first-level researcher, nor a senior breeder, and certainly not a senior beastmaster. How did you get access?"

Extra slots beyond these roles?

They existed.

But rare.

Very rare.

Most were official incentives to encourage young talent... getting one as a championship reward in a competition every few years was already a feat.

Even if there were...

Old Rothschild recalled Asher's identity... Beast Evolution Professor, Researcher, Genius Beast Evolution Professor, Youngest Researcher.

None of these titles suggested Asher could win competitions.

Looking at the Cat-Worm on Asher's shoulder and Little Raven nestled in his arms... how to put it?

Perhaps neither pet had unleashed their aura.

Old Rothschild could tell they were extraordinary, with potential for great strength once matured. But now?

Asher had only been contracting and raising pets for a little over a year. How strong could they be?

Then...

Asher calmly stated,"The prize from the Jade Dragon and Flood Dragon Freshman League."

Old Rothschild: "?"

Anderson: "?"

Greg, standing beside Old Rothschild, exhaled deeply, his eyes shining like two massive 500-watt lightbulbs.

'My destined rival indeed!'

'A prize?'

'Surely only the champion could get that!'

Greg immediately realized Asher wasn't just a genius in beast evolution but also a top-tier beastmaster among the younger generation.

The Jade Dragon and Flood Dragon competition... Greg had heard of it but hadn't looked into the details.

After all, his disappointing son hadn't been recommended.

Greg naturally didn't bother researching a bunch of freshmen, even from the combat department.

He shot Aeron a look of disappointment.

Unfortunately, Aeron, oblivious to his father's glare, eagerly turned to Asher,"Wait, the Jade Dragon and Flood Dragon Freshman League? Why didn't we know about this?"

"Yeah, and the admission notices haven't even come out yet. What kind of freshman league is this?",Jessica and Aeron united against a common foe,"Results won't be out for two more days!"

"Early admission batch freshmen.",Asher's words silenced them.

Aeron and Jessica, who hadn't received early admission notices,"..."

They exchanged looks, seeing mutual despair and self-pity.

'Woe is us!'

'In this era of no talent, we suffer!'

"The Jade Dragon and Flood Dragon league... couldn't have been about beast evolution, must've been combat, right?",Anderson, seeing the two youngsters accept Asher's explanation without question, while Old Rothschild was still shocked and Greg accepted it calmly, became the only one left confused.

What?

No one's questioning this?

"An advanced marketplace slot as a prize... even for Jade Dragon and Flood Dragon, they could only get one, surely for the champion.",Anderson analyzed seriously, his gaze tinged with skepticism,"Other universities' beastmasters' strength aside, Jade Dragon and Flood Dragon's combat department early admission batch beastmasters are no joke. Are you saying... you're the champion?"

Asher nodded.

Then patted Little Raven in his arms.

"The Cat-Worm fought its way to the finals, but the last match was won by Little Raven.",Asher sighed,"Only by going out do you realize how many powerful beastmasters there are in our country across all age groups."

With such a large population base.

No matter how low the beastmaster awakening rate, the sheer numbers make the total skyrocket.

Unlike some countries, where finding triple-digit newly awakened beastmasters in three years is a challenge.

"I thought I was strong, but fighting those truly talented and hardworking individuals made me realize I'm still far from enough.",Asher exhaled deeply,"I need to work harder."

"You too."

Asher rubbed the Cat-Worm's dragon horns and smoothed Little Raven's feathers.

The little white snake?

Still asleep.

He'd give it a pat when it woke up.

Fairness was key.

Anderson, stunned by Asher's humble brag,"..."

If he wore glasses, they'd have shattered.

A champion... who still feels not strong enough?

But Asher wasn't famous as a young beastmaster.

Before this, Asher had already made a name for himself nationwide with his professional, powerful, and innovative achievements in beast evolution research.

Most might not recognize him on sight, but they'd know the name "Asher."

Anderson: As a newly promoted senior breeder "ordinary person," he felt a pang of envy.

Anderson couldn't help but ask inwardly—

'Heavens!'

'Why do such geniuses exist?'

'Is it just to crush us ordinary folks?'

Anderson fell silent.

A bit disheartened.

"Hahaha, Professor Asher is truly a young achiever!",Old Rothschild adjusted his reading glasses, chuckling.

"Thank you for the praise, Old Rothschild, but it's not enough for me.",Asher smiled politely.

"May I ask, what level researcher are you now?"

"Level four.",Asher stated openly.

Anderson, sitting nearby, was slightly shocked again but quickly recovered—after all, Asher's achievements spoke for themselves.

No room for doubt.

In fact... Anderson recalled Asher's various accomplishments and suddenly felt that a Level Four researcher seemed a bit low for him?

Old Rothschild thought so too.

But... Asher's researcher title was appropriate for his age, though compared to the older generation in the field... still slightly lacking.

"Do you really think you can identify the issue with Ancestral Dragon?",Old Rothschild was both hopeful and hesitant, looking somewhat embarrassed,"After all, you're..."

Before Old Rothschild could finish, Asher interrupted.

"It's fine, Old Rothschild. It's normal for you to doubt my abilities.",Asher smiled, not angered by the skepticism but genuinely understanding.

After all.

Genius is genius.

A labeled genius, why should others abandon more experienced individuals to trust you?

Old Rothschild agreed to let Asher visit Dragon Valley based on his access to information and his reputation as a genius.

"If I confidently said I could, you wouldn't believe me."

Old Rothschild nodded.

True.

If someone said that, he'd think they were a scam...

"But I really can."

Old Rothschild: "?"

'Wait?'

Old Rothschild's eyes widened as he looked at Asher.

Anderson also turned to Asher.

After such a bold statement, Asher's expression remained calm, without the arrogance or smugness one might expect.

Old Rothschild and Anderson were confused.

What?

Was Asher truly confident... or just youthful bravado?

Looking at Aeron and Jessica... oh, their faces were full of trust in Asher, not a hint of doubt.

Knowing Jessica's own talents, Anderson felt a sliver of trust in Asher... with Asher's achievements over the past year, such confidence suggested he had some skills, right?

Maybe... just a little trust.

No, no.

Anderson couldn't convince himself, still stuck in his doubts.

Asher just seemed too much like a young man boasting.

Old Rothschild looked at Aeron, then at his troublesome son... well, Old Rothschild's heart was also in suspense.

The older one was eccentric, the younger one foolish, and despite their apparent shrewdness, both were somewhat influenced by their unreliable father.

Old Rothschild wondered, which of the two could he trust?

"Professor Asher, I know you're young, but you can't just say things like...",Old Rothschild's words were cut off as another person entered.

A woman who, at first glance, wasn't young but carried an air of serenity, with a mole below the left corner of her mouth.

Asher guessed this was the final beast professor invited.

"Old Rothschild.",Her voice was soft and melodious, with a hint of a singing tone and the weight of age,"My flight was delayed, so I'm a bit late. Apologies for keeping you waiting."

She took a seat beside Old Rothschild, across from Anderson and diagonally opposite Asher.

"Ms. Katherine, what brings you here?",Anderson looked at her in surprise, clearly puzzled.

Ms. Katherine smiled,"I happened to need something and was wondering how to bring it up with Old Rothschild. Then I heard he had some trouble."

"So, I thought I'd see if I could earn a favor from Old Rothschild and get my somewhat unreasonable request granted."

"Unreasonable request?",Anderson looked at Old Rothschild, curious.

Gossip was everyone's instinct.

Innate.

Old Rothschild's mouth twitched.

"None of you are easy to deal with!",Old Rothschild waved his hand but finally said,"She contacted me a month ago. If her request had been a bit less demanding, I would've agreed then."

"But do you know what she asked for?"

Old Rothschild's gaze swept the room, lingering on Asher, Anderson, and Jessica.

Jessica shook her head.

"Could it be... something extremely precious?" Anderson spoke and then shook his head: "No, no, for Mr. Rothschild and Ms. Katherine, what could possibly make one of you reluctant and the other unable to obtain it?"

Anderson felt he couldn't figure it out.

"Related to dragons, and in large quantities.",Asher spoke up at this moment.

Both Mr. Rothschild and Ms. Katherine turned to look at Asher.

"Hmm?",Ms. Katherine gently curled her lips, the small mole on her face moving slightly, making her smile look particularly unique and charming,"You're right."

"I know you, Professor Asher, who has been quite famous this past year."

"Hello, I'm Katherine Palmer, you can call me Ms. Katherine.",Ms. Katherine said with a smile.

'Katherine...',upon hearing this name, Asher immediately knew who this person was.

A first-level researcher, Katherine Palmer.

She has been a first-level researcher for ten years.

Age-wise... probably in her fifties or sixties?

Among the already small number of first-level researchers, she is quite a renowned senior.

"By the way, I seemed to hear you discussing something when I came in, can you tell me about it? I'm a bit curious too.",Ms. Katherine smiled slightly, looking at Asher, then at Mr. Rothschild.

Old Rothschild waved his hand,"Just some young people's ideas, nothing significant."

Old Rothschild thought about it but decided not to repeat what Asher had just said.

It was as if he skipped over the matter.

"Right, I was just telling Mr. Rothschild to consider my achievements over the past year and decide whether to trust me a bit more.",Asher nodded in agreement.

Old Rothschild: "..."

Is this agreement?

This is adding fuel to the fire!

Old Rothschild glared at Asher, then couldn't help but laugh.

'Ah!'

'Young people.'

'Hot-blooded, not having received much social setbacks, and with a genius reputation, thinking they can do anything isn't strange.'

'Thinking back to Greg... well, Greg',Old Rothschild suddenly forgot his eldest son's real name, mainly because Greg is such a catchy name.

Not just back then, Greg is still a super chuunibyou now.

An older teenager.

His brain forever living in the passionate, confident age of eighteen.

Not a bad thing.

Young people do have drive.

Old Rothschild can easily understand and accept the spiritedness of true young people, even more so than his not-so-bright old son.

"Let's talk as we head to Dragon Valley.",Old Rothschild glanced at the sky outside.

The sunny afternoon at around three o'clock was perfect for a trip to Dragon Valley.

"You can first check on the old fellow's condition, get a sense of it, and you can go again anytime in the next few days.",speaking of the Ancestral Dragon, Old Rothschild's expression turned somewhat helpless.

A long-time companion.

From when Old Rothschild was a young, passionate lad to now, with white hair and three generations under one roof, they've been together for fifty or sixty years.

Suddenly, the old fellow is acting up, leaving Old Rothschild both confused and a bit down.

'Old buddy!'

'Just say what you can't say!'

'Aren't we partners who've fought through life and death together!'

Old Rothschild was both angry and constantly thinking of solutions—even agreeing to Ms. Katherine's excessive request to bring someone.

As long as it solves the Ancestral Dragon's problem, Old Rothschild thinks it's worth it.

Old Rothschild led Asher and the others from the front door to a small flat area in the backyard. Watching Old Rothschild stand still and moan, an idea popped into Asher's mind.

"Wu—"

Old Rothschild clasped his hands together and let out a long, clear whistle.

Three, two, one... Asher counted down in his heart, and suddenly a dark cloud appeared overhead, completely blocking the sun.

A strong wind blew.

RUMBLE—

Asher shielded his eyes with his hand and looked towards the sky, seeing several massive figures descending.

Those were—dragons!

Juliet Dragons and Ancestral Dragons!

Unlike the baby dragon, which is still a cub, Juliet Dragons and Ancestral Dragons are young and adult dragons respectively, possessing the majesty of dragon-type beasts that baby dragons lack.

Quadrupedal.

Each limb looks very strong and powerful.

Long tails with dopamine color schemes... ahem.

The Juliet Dragon, being a young dragon, has more vibrant colors, with orange, blue, and white randomly and evenly distributed on its scales, and a pair of large, membranous wings that can support its flight.

A huge creature, four meters long.

But standing next to the adult Ancestral Dragon, the Juliet Dragon still seems a bit too petite and cute.

The adult Ancestral Dragon is a full eight meters long, more than double the Juliet Dragon, not to mention when its massive wings spread out—visually adding several meters, instantly becoming a behemoth over ten meters long.

The Ancestral Dragon's colors are also more subdued, with muted blue and white and a few red accents, and its head has sharp, but not very dragon-like, protrusions.

Responding to Old Rothschild's call, the Ancestral Dragon bent its long neck, like a giraffe bowing to a human.

Asher was face-to-face, up close, with a massive dragon head.

"Don't be afraid, the Juliet Dragons and Ancestral Dragon mean no harm, they're just curious about you.",Old Rothschild said, stroking the lowered head of the Ancestral Dragon, then turned to smile at Asher, Jessica, and Anderson, who were seeing so many dragon-type beasts for the first time.

"Um... um!",Anderson's body was still somewhat stiff.

Is this something he can not be afraid of if they mean no harm?

Surrounded by seven or eight Juliet Dragons and the Ancestral Dragon, plus the size difference... it's not that Anderson doesn't want to relax, it's just the instinctive fear of large creatures ingrained in his bones and genes that makes his body tremble.

'Relax, relax...',looking up, he met the large nostrils of the Juliet Dragons and Ancestral Dragon.

'Okay.'

'Can't relax at all.'

Being able to stand still and not turn and run is because his body is too scared to move, unable to make any other reaction.

"Wow... so many dragons!",Unlike Anderson's stiffness, Jessica looked much more excited, though she was also shivering from instinctual fear, her eyes shining as she looked at the Juliet Dragons and Ancestral Dragon.

'Dragons!'

'These are all dragon-type beasts!'

She's never seen as many dragon-type beasts in her life as she has today here.

Asher: +1

'Indeed, Dragon Valley.'

Just a whistle can summon seven or eight Juliet Dragons and Ancestral Dragons, Asher dares not imagine how many dragon-type beasts are in the entire Dragon Valley.

Asher was still pondering the quantity, not reacting particularly to the blockade by the Juliet Dragons and Ancestral Dragon, his expression still calm, even somewhat relaxed.

A Juliet Dragon with ruby-like eyes lowered its head towards Asher.

On what should be a majestic and domineering face, it vividly displayed what it means to be sneaky and stealthy.

Seeing this, Old Rothschild couldn't help but laugh.

Aeron also facepalmed in resignation.

"Grandpa, can you control the Juliet Dragons a bit? Don't always think about scaring first-time guests, okay?",Aeron complained softly, his voice mixed with the snorts of several dragons, not everyone could hear clearly.

Asher was a bit far from Aeron, so he couldn't hear clearly, but Jessica, standing next to Aeron, heard.

Jessica: "?"

Originally a bit scared of so many dragons, Jessica: "?"

'Likes to scare people?'

She wanted to ask,'are these dragons serious?'

'What a strange hobby!'

"Because the living environment is quite friendly, these dragons have been raised to be mischievous, mainly the baby dragons and Juliet Dragons, after all, their minds are not yet mature, a bit of playfulness is understandable.",facing Jessica's surprised gaze, Old Rothschild explained somewhat apologetically.

But his gaze towards the Juliet Dragon lowering its head behind Asher showed no intention of changing.

"When they evolve into Ancestral Dragons, they mature, it's fine."

"After all, they're still teenagers, can't be too restrictive.",Old Rothschild said, becoming more and more justified.

'Asher is a teenager.'

'The Juliet Dragon is also a teenager!'

'Can't blame the Juliet Dragon for wanting to sneakily prank Asher, it's just that their ages are similar, and the Juliet Dragon wants to find a peer to play with, what's wrong with that?'

Jessica: =_=+

'Everything is wrong!'

'Even if the ages are similar, the difference between species is a bit too large.'

'Can human teenagers and dragon-type beast teenagers be compared?'

'They're not the same thing at all!'

Jessica had no way with the doting Old Rothschild, but she was ready to warn Asher.

However...

Before Jessica could speak, the Cat-Worm spoke first.

"Meow! Meow!"

"Meow! Meow!"

'Hah!'

'Bold thief!'

'Dare to sneak attack?'

'Take this dragon's punch!'

SCRATCH!

The Cat-Worm, upon detecting the Juliet Dragon's approach, didn't immediately attack but lay in wait, watching the Juliet Dragon's expression grow more excited, its ruby-like eyes sparkling with the light of a prank about to succeed.

'Justice Cat-Worm strikes!'

The Cat-Worm flipped nimbly, stepping on Asher's shoulder to jump onto the Juliet Dragon's head.

Juliet Dragon: "!"

The Juliet Dragon's wings flared in fright.

"Grawrrr—"

Even its voice changed in fright.

The Juliet Dragon shook its head wildly, trying to shake the Cat-Worm off.

But...

The Cat-Worm's six legs seemed to have suction cups, firmly attached to the Juliet Dragon's back.

Want to shake it off?

Dream on.

With such a commotion, Asher naturally noticed.

He quickly turned to look at the Cat-Worm and the Juliet Dragon.

The Juliet Dragon shook its head wildly, as if dancing.

The Cat-Worm, with its small size compared to the Juliet Dragon, stood on the Juliet Dragon's back, acting like a tyrant.

Juliet Dragon: wuuuu—

QAQ

'Wuwu!'

'So itchy!'

'Wrong, wrong!'

'It admits its mistake!'

'Please let it go!'

The Juliet Dragon cried pitifully.

Cat-Worm: *\(^o^)/*

'Happy!'

'Fun!'

'What let go or not?'

'You wanted to mess with the dragon's beastmaster, you deserve it!'

The Juliet Dragon cried even louder.

A Juliet Dragon companion, with large blue patches, wanted to help by plucking the Cat-Worm off its back.

Suddenly.

The Cat-Worm, which had been in control and moving effortlessly, became less agile.

But still, it wagged its short tail, nimbly hopping around on the Juliet Dragon's body.

Another Juliet Dragon, with more orange patches, looking more mature: =_=

'Useless.'

It glared at the blue-patched Juliet Dragon, then at the Juliet Dragon that had been caught after failing to prank, its eyes full of frustration.

'Two idiots!'

'Even if you can't use skills, can't you use dragon aura?'

'A slight intimidation, a bit of a scare, and the matter would be settled!'

Then... the intimidation failed.

The Cat-Worm was still lively, even showing signs of becoming more active and excited.

Orange-patched Juliet Dragon: "..."

Never seen.

Really never seen such a beast.

The orange-patched Juliet Dragon helplessly lowered its head, ready to join the effort to catch the Cat-Worm.

The next second, it was startled by a wing slap from Little Raven.

Orange-patched Juliet Dragon: "?"

'Who am I, where am I, my face seems a bit sore?'

Turning its head, the orange-patched Juliet Dragon met Little Raven's disdainful gaze.

Little Raven: (▼⊿▼)

'Hmph!'

'Bullying the bird's little brother?'

'Get this straight, you started it!'

'Now shamelessly ganging up two against one!'

'As the big sister of this family.'

'The head of the household.'

'The bird must seek justice for the beastmaster and the little brother!'

Since the Juliet Dragons were very reasonable and didn't use skills, Little Raven also cooperated by not using skills.

But thinking it's a pushover without skills?

No, no.

Little Raven, in front of so many people, skillfully demonstrated the use of wings.

"SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!" continuous wing slaps, the Juliet Dragons couldn't react.

The only Ancestral Dragon in the group: "..."

The Ancestral Dragon looked speechless.

The little ones caused trouble... not really wanting to help solve it.

But seeing the little ones being beaten like this, the Ancestral Dragon felt a bit embarrassed.

Unlike the three Juliet Dragons, the Ancestral Dragon's eyes rolled, its two large eyes looking towards Asher.

Feeling a very obvious gaze, Asher,"?"

Turning to meet the Ancestral Dragon's gaze.

A feeling of unease and speechlessness arose in Asher's heart.

'No?'

'What does this Ancestral Dragon want to do?'

The Ancestral Dragon lowered its head towards Asher, though without any other action, just the majestic eyes and solemn aura... Anderson, standing next to Asher, was already so stiff he couldn't move at all.

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