Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1052

Chapter 1052: Chapter 1052 - Taming the Wall - Leadership - 3

Ren’s leadership skills were growing...

Not dramatically, by a small margin, the kind that accumulated over multiple engagements into something the body noticed before the mind did.

The conversations at the barracks table at night had a component they hadn’t had before: comparisons of angles, adjustments in technique, the kind of technical exchange that happened when a group of people were learning something new simultaneously and each one was contributing what they had found in their own iteration of the problem.

The table had become a workshop without anyone deciding it would be one.

Also nobody had connected Red Pathfinder to Ren Patinder yet.

They had come close once, when someone mentioned the territory name change from Goldcrest and used the new name, and someone across the table said it was a strange surname but alike to one they heard recently, and Garret said it was the name of the tamer who had rehabilitated the territory, and someone else added that was the same one who had manufactured the lances the students used in the lower rings and who apparently also made these bows and made them very well, a genius.

Ren had been looking at his plate with the concentration of someone very interested in the distribution of his dinner.

"The bow guy is you, isn’t it," said Dunn. Now looking at Ren.

"No... I got help from Jessy a lady from the exchange warehouse who handled the distribution," said Ren. "I just connected the channel."

Dunn looked at him.

"Right. A fairly dense management class," said Dunn.

Then looked back at his dinner.

"Yes," said Ren.

The conversation moved toward another subject with the naturalness of conversations that didn’t need to be resolved in order to continue.

Ren kept looking at his plate.

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Day 2890 arrived with the inevitability that days had when they had been accumulating something for a long time.

The Mantis reached Gold 1 in the morning, before Ren’s shift at the wall.

Without fanfare, he was still concealing his beasts from those around him. But it was inevitable that some energy would escape, that the people nearby with sufficient sensitivity would feel the signature of a Gold-rank progression.

It was the kind of advancement that came with a qualitative difference that was harder to describe than to feel, not just a number moving, but a threshold crossed.

He finally had all his beasts at Gold.

The perception of speed and angle that the Mantis added to the system settled into another category, more stable, with the solidity of something that had matured rather than something that had grown quickly. The difference between a structure still finding its shape and one that had found it.

The Mantis’s contribution to the whole wasn’t big... But it was cleaner.

Ren noticed it in the first movement he made with his mana, all gold, no silver making a bit of an interference.

Then he stored it, because the wall was not the place to process system transitions contemplatively when there was a shift to cover and a concealment to maintain.

The analysis could wait. The shift couldn’t.

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