The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 1067: Remi’s Temple Tour

The pair of Naga servants looked vaguely nervous at his comment, but confused, as they hadn’t actually been informed of why this group was at the Temple. As the lowest ranked of Naga Workers, they didn’t even qualify to be told.

After all, a hundred more like them could easily be hatched if something happened.

[They’ve shown me the various historical sites, and now we’re going into the temple area for the Naga Shaman Goddess.

Oh, there is a shrine to my lucky statue lady here too.

Goddess Shaman Naga looks grumpy. I wonder who carved her? We need to have a talk.

Elemental spells are fun, she should be a smiling Goddess.

Oh, there’s a big ceremony thing.

Cleanse myself first? I can do that.]

Remi’s narration made Thor and Cara laugh, especially when they realized that Remi had downed a long acting [Purification] potion before washing herself so that she wouldn’t be affected by negative spells for at least the next hour, unless they were stronger than her potion.

As Remi started her ceremony to be properly introduced to the Naga Gods, a group of senior Naga Shamans came in to greet Karl’s group.

“Thank you all for bringing the young Queen here. It is so rare that we get to meet a new member of an ancient Royal Family.” Their leader announced, speaking Common with a heavy accent.

“You can continue in Serpent if you prefer. The System translates it without any issue.” Karl suggested.

The aging Naga laughed and made a gesture towards himself.

{Unfortunately I do not have a System Interface.} He explained in Serpent.

Karl shrugged. “That’s fine, I can understand you anyhow.”

The Guild Leaders and the other members of his group all nodded. They had no problem understanding the Shaman.

{In that case, this becomes much less stressful for me.

Can any of you tell me of the origin of Queen Remi? Her Clan isn’t listed in any of our records, and when we did a divining, something went wrong, and it said that her mother was born hundreds of thousands of years ago, but her egg only hatched a few years ago, likely less than three.}

Karl nodded. “Her egg was recovered from a Dungeon, and she was born as a Naga Spirit Snake. She then evolved to Princess, and later Queen as she gained power.”

The Shaman was visibly shaking with excitement before he ‘sat down’, collapsing onto his coiled body, and the servants brought him a cup of tea.

{So, she is from an original pure Naga bloodline. That explains so much. But you are certain that her egg was from the Dungeon? Not a Monster Spawn Anomaly?} He asked after a few moments to calm himself.

Karl nodded. “It was definitely a dungeon.”

The other Shamans made notes and discussed the possibilities as the servants brought around food for the group.

{That is wonderful. The Dungeons were formed ages ago, so Queen Remi won’t have been affected at all by the generational changes and selective breeding over the many centuries.} One of the Shamans declared.

“I take it that is important to you?” Karl asked.

The Shamans all nodded eagerly. {It has become nearly impossible for most Royal Families to even reproduce enough Royals to keep their population up, much less expand to fill in the gaps in the depleted tribes.

An original Queen should be able to hatch an entire clutch of Princesses at will.}

The Shaman saw the confusion on the faces of most of the group, and decided to elaborate.

{The majority of Naga evolution determinations are decided before hatching by the Queen or Naga Mother that birthed them. Only, they can’t choose a Rank above their own. So, Warrior and Servant mothers can’t make Royal Guards, Shamans, or Royals.}

Karl shook his head in dismay. “If you’re hoping that Remi will have a clutch for you, you are likely to be disappointed. She’s still quite young, and it will take quite the Naga Warrior to impress her.

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Well, unless you’ve got a Naga King like her father.”

The Naga looked startled. They didn’t recall Kings being a part of Naga culture at all. Male Shamans, sure. But they weren’t Royals.

{Can you describe this Naga King?} The elder Shaman asked.

“Sure. He had some Elemental abilities, water based. He was three times the size of a full-grown Shaman Queen, and massively physically strong. He was the boss of the Dungeon where we found Remi’s egg. There is no question about the status, as the Dungeons are excellent about naming their occupants.” Karl explained.

Two of the Shamans raced out of the room, which alarmed the Myths. But the elder Shaman held up his hands in a placating gesture.

{They’ve just gone to the Library to look for historical references to a King among Naga. Our society is Matriarchal, a male Royal is something new to us.}

Lotus tapped the table to get their attention. “Maybe that’s why you’re having problems keeping up the Royal lines? Nobody made any male Royals, so there are no men strong enough to be worthy of a proper Queen?

Like, with Dire Bears. If the male is too weak, the female simply kills him for insulting her with his advances. He wouldn’t be able to make strong enough children. But a grizzled old former Alpha bear, well, past his prime and barely mobile, doesn’t get the same treatment from the females, even though he would struggle against the weaker males in a fight.”

The Shamans considered her proposal. A servant of the Green Dragon understood animal nature very well, so they couldn’t just discount that the genetic imperative might apply in their case as well.

But if that was true, it could derail their plans.

How could they convince a true Queen to help them with their lineage issues, when they didn’t have a male present that she would deem worthy? And what would happen if someone tried to force the issue?

Queen Remi was only an Overlord, but she had powerful friends.