The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 1353 Dragons Come In Flavours

The other kids at Caraʼs table were all staring at her in awe as she mixed condiments in a saucer, and then added spices from her own space.

”You should try this, it will put scales on your chest.” She insisted.

The kids giggled at the dragon humour, but moving too close to the super spicy concoction made their eyes water.

Rue frowned, but didnʼt want her new best friend to be an outcast, so she took a careful bit on the end of her spoon.

Her eyes went wide the moment that it touched her tongue.

”What is that? The scent is so spicy my eyes water, but it tastes... sweet and sour at the same time?” She asked.

Cara nodded happily. ”Perfect, isnʼt it? Hot, sweet and sour all at once. The perfect dipping sauce for meats of all sorts.”

Rue tried again, taking a bit onto a bite of chicken.

”Oh, youʼre right. But the mana is making my head spin.”

”Minor technical difficulty. Some of the spices are Mythic Ranked. But more mana is good for you. It helps you grow up big and strong. I will help you train tonight, and we should be able to get you to break through to Commander Rank without having to use any resources.

Those we can save to get you up to Royal Rank, so you can keep up with your peers. Cara agreed.

The little girl who had spoken to Rue at the start smiled. ”Really? Princess Rue will catch up to the boys?”

Cara gave her a double thumbs up. ”Yep. With an advanced class, it will be easier for her to grow, and she wonʼt hit as many bottlenecks. Everything for the next three or four advancements should be easy going.”

”Oh, so she will make it to Palace Officer or General strength before she has troubles? Thatʼs good even for a Princess.” The girl gasped.

”I guess you donʼt use the same version of the ranking system that we do.” Cara noted.

Princess Rue smiled. ”Officially, we probably do. But here in Gathuzan, almost everyone is a dragon, and if theyʼre not, theyʼre usually Totem Ranked or higher. So, everyone just uses local slang”

Cara smirked. ”So many new flavours of dragons.”

”Dragons come in flavours?” One of the young Dragon nobles asked.

Cara nodded wisely. ”Both their species and their class power have different flavours. So, a Shadow Dragon Mage and a Shadow Dragon Warrior will taste different, and a weak one wonʼt taste as good as a strong one.”

The kids looked confused, then one of them licked the back of his hand before grabbing the hand of a server and licking it.

”Young Master, if youʼre hungry, I can get you more to eat.” The Maid admonished.

”No, I am good. I just had to see if the Badger was right. The boy replied dismissively.

But the maid wouldnʼt let it go that easily. ”Young Master, please donʼt take life advice from badgers. It wonʼt end well for you. The ladies will think that youʼre some sort of deviant if you go around licking people.”

The kids table all laughed, while the boy blushed. ”Ew, not just anyone. Girls have cooties. But she told me that every species innate magic tastes different, and sheʼs right. I tasted my hand, and your hand, and theyʼre not the same.”

There was still something very off with the badgerʼs logic, and she couldnʼt help but suspect that the innocent look on Caraʼs face was a deliberate provocation. But the next words out of the badgerʼs mouth only added to the confusion.

”While learning the taste is important, nobody actually eats dragon. What is important is knowing the essence of their personal mana signature so that you can learn to pick it out by scent and aura.

Once you can do that, then it is impossible to sneak up on you or truly disguise yourself without the finest of magic.” She explained.

Now the maid was completely confused. The description made perfect sense, and Cara had a point. Once you were familiar enough with the scent of someone, you could tell who they were without seeing them.

So, it wasnʼt theoretically impossible to generalize that to work with entire species if you tried hard enough.

But since when did Chaos Badgers give good advice?

[The sweet, innocent dragons do not know the true ways of Chaos.] Cara gloated.

[If there is no trust, there is no prank. First, you must prove that your words are worth considering. Only then can you lead them down the path of entertainment.] She finished.

[Play nice. Remember, weʼre here to make friends for Princess Rue, to help her become a Queen and not terrorize the people.]

Karl felt like he had said that before, but somehow the message was getting lost

in translation.

[Relax. Weʼre making friends. Sheʼs got a class, next is getting power. But today, my mission is to make the Princess seem more relatable, so that people will feel bad about bullying her, and she will stand a chance of making real friends.] Cara explained.

[Alright, I trust that you know what youʼre doing. Itʼs better than being stuck here with boring people who just want to talk about politics.]

Normally, talking politics wasnʼt all that bad. But Karl had just realized that they were a thousand years into the last resurgence, and he didnʼt even know most of the names of the cities or countries, much less their current leaders or the political strife that came along with their individual circumstances. What he had realized was that it was a good thing he had claimed that the old Chaos Dragon had sent him because she was considered to be eternal, and at this point neither Zilaz nor Drodh existed as cities.

The southeastern island, where Drodh was in his timeline, currently hosted mostly nomadic Orc tribes who were looking for the lost Dragon Scale so that they could preserve the System and keep the resurgence going forever.

The Demons hadnʼt even begun to settle there yet.

While Zilaz was currently in a major drought, and the dungeons were in a state of constant conflict, with dozens of major factions fighting over them. Claiming either of them would have made him seem like a fraud from some backwater Tengu tribe.