The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 1696

Chapter 1696: Time Is Relative

Karl led everyone back outside, and then focused on the System Interface. He could see what Guild House they belonged to, and it had the [Recall] ability, which would let him open a portal to it from anywhere.

"Would you like me to open the portal? It’s no trouble, and it will save the cooldown on the Guild House ability," he offered.

"If you could."

Karl opened the portal, and a massive head immediately poked through to see what was going on over here. It was a black dragon, and the scent of death was overwhelming all over the region.

Not to mention all the lingering soul energy and death magic.

Yewan climbed up on Karl’s shoulder and pointed at the head.

"{I think you made the portal too small, he can’t fit.}"

Karl laughed. "I was sending people back, not borrowing a new friend for you. Greetings, Avatar."

The black dragon turned to Karl and sighed. "It looks like we were too late."

"No, the Guild was right on time. We won the battle, but things got a bit out of hand when the Templars brought their reinforcements. We’ve been resurrecting our Clan members, so we won’t lose too many."

The dragon nodded slowly. That was not what he was talking about.

"{You’re HUGE! Will I get that big one day? You missed all the good parts. I even got to fight! I leapt and whoosh and claw and poof, and then I was in a Karl space, and now I’m back out again.}" Yewan informed him.

"That is a big adventure for such a small dragon." The visitor rumbled, clearly amused by Yewan’s recounting of the battle’s highlights.

Tian nodded eagerly. "{The little dragon really was heroic. Of course, it was an [Epic Guard] construct he was saving, but the intentions were one hundred percent heroic.}"

Yewan shrugged. He knew that the construct was not a living thing, but it had soul energy, so it had to count for something. Even if it had been borrowing that soul energy from the humans it was fighting.

Their chat was interrupted when Elder Socrate reappeared in the compound, looking like death warmed over, and still bleeding from a dozen different spots.

"Karl, if we can get your team, please? It appears that the Gralpedrin Templars have strong opinions about the fact that they have been disbanded."

The Supremes chuckled at his polite political doublespeak.

"So, they are trying to refuse the claim? Perhaps we can leave a few of our Branch Leaders here with you and find replacements for the run." Joseph suggested.

Allie smiled. "I will stay with the baby dragons! Oh, and we can bring Merrick too. Nobody will mess with Merrick."

The black dragon with his head through the portal snorted in derision. He was a top Legend, even on their world. Of course, nobody would mess with him. The adherents of the Death God got respect everywhere that they went.

But on the other hand, he did rather wish to know why his god was annoyed with both Karl and the hatchling.

"Alright, I will come over," the dragon agreed, then transformed into a slender middle-aged man with hollow cheeks and stringy black hair.

"{Yes, we got a black dragon. ADVENTURE TIME!}" Yewan cheered.

Elder Socrate frowned at the little dragon. This hatchling had definitely been around the Pet Sitter for too long, it was influencing his thought process. Black Dragons were supposed to be the level-headed and reasonable sort.

The older black dragon took Yewan off Karl’s shoulder and began to transfer death energy to him.

The little dragon wasn’t even trying to collect and condense the lingering energy from the battlefield, so he likely didn’t know that he was supposed to. He was very young, and while Merrick could smell another Black Dragon’s energy on him, Yewan wouldn’t have gotten much schooling yet.

He was barely past the age of constantly eating or sleeping.

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