The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 1184: Follow The Retreat

Cara ended the transformation spell as the last of the enemies left.

[Berserk] was fun.

She imagined it was what Sister Rae felt like all the time in combat. But she couldn’t be absolutely sure. It definitely made stabbing things feel more satisfying.

Orthos transformed back to human as he approached Karl.

”I think that you and Dana should go follow the retreating attackers. They were not from this place. Everyone born on a world under the influence of the Dragon Gods has signs of it.

They were dragonkin, but not from a world subject to the Dragon Gods. That most likely means that they’re from the Immortal Realm, but it might be another Mortal Realm where the old gods are forgotten, and there are no chromatic dragons to remind them.” He explained.

”Will you be alright?” Karl asked.

The Bronze Dragon smiled. ”Of course. First, I will heal many of the most severely wounded, and then the fountains can take care of the rest. I’m not a High Priest of the Beast Gods for nothing.”

Dana frowned. ”I’ve been meaning to ask. How does that even work? Aren’t you a Cleric of the Bronze Dragon God by default?”

Orthos smiled. ”I am, actually. Think of it as something like dual classed. You see, I started as a Bronze Dragon Cleric, but when I advanced, I was already working with the beast Temples to help civilize their orphans.

And I chose an advanced class that made me a High Priest of the Beast Gods as well.

Like how You have been a few different kinds of mage at this point.”

Dana nodded in understanding. ”That makes sense, it just seemed odd that you had entirely changed pantheons.”

Orthos shrugged. ”It wasn’t so big of a change. There is a Beast God of Order, which is similar to the Bronze Dragon of Law. Both of the Gods get along well, and there was no resistance to my old skills when I changed.”

As he talked, Orthos began casting a ritual magic spell that was spreading healing over the battlefield, patching up the wounded in some sort of triage order, as not everyone within the zone was healing at the same time.

That should make it a multiple target healing spell, Karl reasoned. Not an Area of Effect. But the result should be the same.

”Well, Miss Dana, should we shadow the retreating enemy? If they return to where they entered the continent, or even to an overnight camp, we might be able to learn what Matilda sent us here for.” Karl suggested.

Dana looked at the horizon, where the sun had only just risen.

”Alright, let’s go. We can sleep later.” She reluctantly agreed.

Hawk and Cara returned to their spaces to wait for the next event, but only a few minutes after they took off, Hawk was out again to scout the area.

This was a whole new continent, with all new mice. Even if he didn’t really care where the dragonkin who attacked the new house’s city were going, he might still come across something good.

While Hawk might not be headed out for the right reasons, Karl knew that the bird would actually do his job and track the retreating enemy troops.

”I can’t see anything from up here but the scenery. It’s nice, really. The mountains to the north, the woods beneath us.” Dana muttered as they reached the second hour of soaring in the sky, watching the troops scurry away from the battle.

[I found it. They’re coming from a big mouse tunnel that leads underground.] Hawk reported.

Karl turned to find the spot that Hawk was talking about, and realized that there was an entire village set up there. They had a dragon breeding facility set up, with hatchling feral dragons being trained as mounts, chained dragons of the lesser species locked in pens, and clutches of eggs under warm lights.

They didn’t let the dragons guard their eggs, probably to reduce how protective they were of their pens.

But that meant that this was more than just a simple cult invasion from another world. They were established, and they were intending to stay here for a long time. In fact, they might be behind many of the reports of feral juvenile dragons that Matilda had mentioned.

The real problem was that they had dozens of Totem Ranked dragons and dragonkin mages in the camp, and neither Karl nor Dana could transform into a dragonkin to try to infiltrate them.

{Hey! Little help? Just melt these chains and we can all be free!} The dragons on the ground were shouting as they saw Karl flying overhead.

[It’s a trap, they’re under a mind control barrier.] Cara noted.

[{Don’t get close. They’ve stolen my first clutch.}] A mental voice informed Karl in draconic.

The pure agony of the young dragon’s voice was all it took for Karl to make the decision.

[Hey Cara. Want to play with some dragonkin? You can have everything but the eggs. We’ll put those in the Tiny World because they’ll bond if you bring them in your space.] Karl suggested.

Tian scoffed as he examined the situation. [I can break those chains. They’re just Overlord Ranked alloy enchanted to bind dragons. I’m the furthest thing from dragons, and even from here, I can shatter the shackles with Earth Manipulation.]

[Wait until we’re close. Hawk, you get the honour of the first pass. Blow Ghostfire into the tunnels and see what pops out of the escape hatches.

I will be right behind you to join the attack when Tian pops the shackles.

Cara, you find the mages keeping that mind control barrier up.]

{Dana, we’re going to attack the camp and jailbreak the dragons. Hold on tight.} Karl instructed aloud so she could prepare for the dive.

Hawk was a streak of fire as he dove, but he didn’t just flame the tunnels, he cast [Apocalypse] over the dragonkin camp on the surface before sending a stream of flame down the access tunnel to the underground.

There was momentary panic, but Karl was approaching, and the mages were shouting for the capture teams to be prepared.

Cara laughed as they made it super easy for her to find out who she had to deal with first.

It was like a two for one bonus day.