The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 1169: Book Choice

Dana smirked at Karl as she took out supplies to write a Skill Book.

”What spells should we even start with?” She asked, pen poised.

”Well, as the town we’ve seen so far was mostly Demons, with only a few others, the obvious choices would be [Fireball] or [Magic Missiles]. Those are the ones that they’re most likely to be compatible enough with to use the skill book.” Karl joked.

Most Demons could use basic fire magic on their own, or arcane magic in the case of the feathered descendants of the Magic Demon Clan.

But those sorts of controlled abilities normally came with System access or years of study, so if they found some young Demons to test, they should be fine.

”I will write [Rend] because I don’t know [Cleave] and there are no more essential Warrior skills than those two. If they can’t learn magic, they are probably warriors anyhow.” Karl added.

They sat quietly across the table in the small hotel room, writing books for the next hour, until a knock at the door disturbed their flow.

An Awakened Rank Satyr in a frayed and repeatedly patched robe that appeared to have been made from a flour sack bowed as he brought in trays of food, and then a pitcher of wine, from a cart in the hall.

”Your refreshments, honoured guests.” He greeted them.

”Thank you. Before you go, I have a few questions for you.” Karl replied, trying not to scare off the skittish Satyr.

The servant bowed. ”Anything you wish, Demon Lord.”

Dana giggled, then snorted as she tried not to giggle.

”The power level of this place, what level are most of the species at, and how are they ranked? We came from overseas, and I know nothing of the region.” Karl elaborated.

”Of course, my Lord. Naturally, at the bottom are the Common-Ranked cattle and slaves. Then Awakened Rank Indentured Servants like myself, serving our masters until we buy our freedom or Ascend.

The Ascended and Commanders are considered Commoners here, unless they’re commanding a ship. Though I am told that further inland the Commanders are more like Knights. The inland tribes have a different way of doing things.

I do hope that you prepared proper clothing if you’re going to visit them. They don’t wear anything that wasn’t living, and I don’t have any idea what sort of magic you made those clothes with.”

The last was spoken softly, and Dana laughed.

”They’re made with Bloodbath Spider Silk.” She explained.

The Satyr looked horrified. What sort of monster could capture a bloodbath spider and force it to make them clothing? Even the big boss might not win a fight against one, much less force it to work for him.

The Satyr bowed as he retreated, and Dana didn’t try to stop him. They had already terrified the unfortunate man, and if he was an indentured servant of the Inn, he wouldn’t know much, and he wouldn’t benefit much from gaining a Class.

At least, not any time soon, as Satyrs had such a hard time Ascending, even in the Dragon Isles.

[Hey, I found our house!] Hawk announced.

[We’re not even from this continent.] Karl reminded him.

[Are you sure? I just flew over the place called Bunga, and the notice says that the house beneath me belongs to the Darklight Host.

That’s definitely us.]

Karl couldn’t argue with that. If it belonged to the Darklight Host, it was their house, no matter how you looked at it.

”The system isn’t completely inactive here. Hawk just got a notice that he flew over a Darklight Host Guild House.” Karl informed Dana.

[How many people live there?]

[The city is big, but the house is abandoned. It’s still intact, but it’s all old and there is a barrier over it.] Hawk informed him.

Karl relayed the message, then began to formulate a plan.

”First, we find a test subject or two here, then we can move on to Bunga. If there is an unused Guild House there, we have somewhere free to stay, and there might be answers about what happened to the continent.” He suggested.

”Alright. But who do we even pick?” Dana asked.

Karl chuckled. ”I say we pick the biggest goon we can find, either an Orc or a Wrath Demon, and see if they can become a warrior. Then look for a mage of some sort, or a magic Demon, and see if you can awaken a class for them.”

”Should we do that tonight or in the morning?” Dana asked, then gave Karl a suggestive wiggle of her eyebrows.

”Now. I don’t want any distractions tonight, and we’re going to need all night for what I have planned.”

Dana laughed, and took Karl’s hand to lead him down to the tavern of the Inn.

”Miss?” The Satyr who had brought them their meal whispered as they walked past him in the hall.

”Yes?”

”I would suggest that you change back to fox form. You do have one, right? You smell like Fox and magic, so you should be a shapeshifter. If people think you’re human, they might misunderstand you as a slave in hiding, and try to capture you for reward.

It’s better not to let anyone who has poor senses think that you might be Common Rank.” The goat legged Demon whispered.

”Thank you. Where I’m from, it’s the fox form that gets too much attention.” Dana replied.

The Satyr shrugged. ”But that’s better attention than the slavers. Satyrs don’t dare go outside when they’re in town, even if we have our certificates. It’s better to pay a delivery fee than to go missing onto one of the slave boats.”

Dana transformed back, and Karl cast [Eternal Lightning Barrier] over both of them.

The Satyr nodded happily. ”That’s much better. Nobody will mistake you for anything but a different Fox species now, and they’re all powerful.”

Karl patted the young man on the shoulder and pressed a silver coin into his hand.

”Thank you for the information. If you have more helpful information for us later, feel free to pass it along.” He quietly informed the little Demon so that anyone nearby didn’t notice and try to take the Satyr’s money.