Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1054

Chapter 1054: Chapter 1054 - Taming the Wall - Silence - 2

The emergency absence procedures were clear enough that Julius Dravenholm’s signature on the message made the bureaucratic process shorter than it would have been otherwise.

What was unusual was that the message had arrived directly to the new recruit rather than to Vehn, which was not how the procedures were supposed to work, and Vehn noted this without commenting on it.

’Maybe the kid was so good with the bureaucratic stuff that the castle found him more reliable?’ Vehn thought with a new worry of losing his job soon.

"How many."

"Whoever can move now."

Vehn ran through the inventory he ran when calculating what the sector could release without losing the coverage it needed to function.

"Twelve," he said.

"Twelve," Ren agreed.

He went to gather them.

Outside, the new made tower kept drawing on the plain’s poor territory’s mana, and the territory kept being quiet in the way things were quiet when they were waiting without any particular urgency about it; when the mutants they were waiting for were certain to arrive at some point.

Ren noticed it on the way out, the combination of the empty territory and the message from the castle, and thought they were too coincidental to be coincidental. He had enough experience with things that lined up that neatly to know that thought was worth trusting.

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Carver’s owl had the wingspan of a Gold-rank beast, thirty meters, large enough that size had stopped being a consideration when carrying passengers and became instead a question about aerodynamically inconvenient cargo.

Ren had no cargo to speak of outside his internal space, so he sat on the back with the mild discomfort of the first few minutes on a flight beast that wasn’t his own, while his body negotiated the particular movement of something else’s rhythm. The ground passed below them at the speed of urgency without quite becoming the blur that maximum speed produced.

He split his attention between the landscape and the thread of thought the message had started, which had stayed active since the moment he’d read it.

A summons to the castle.

If the emergency was another section of the wall under pressure, the logical response was to route directly to the sector that needed it. The wall already had protocols for exactly that; people with relevant capability were integrated into whatever sector required them, coordination in site managed the rest from there.

There was no reason for the intermediate step of the castle unless what the castle needed to tell him wasn’t only about the wall.

Which meant the real emergency might not be the wall at all.

Or it was the wall in a form that required prior information the wall itself didn’t have, which was a different shape of problem.

Carver had been watching the horizon with the concentration of someone managing a flight beast at urgent transit speed. Without turning: "Do you know why they’re calling us?"

"Not yet," Ren said.

Carver gave the nod of someone accepting that answer as complete, having learned that "not yet" from Red Pathfinder came with a "figured it out" on the other side within a reasonable interval.

But the wait didn’t do Carver much good this time.

The castle separated the twelve soldiers from Ren with the efficiency of a protocol designed for exactly that kind of division; each person directed toward one of the various waiting rooms in the military coordination wing, and Red Pathfinder guided at the end toward a different direction that his escort didn’t describe.

Ren followed without asking, because the direction was readable enough for someone who knew the castle’s layout.

The private audience rooms.

The corridor had the silence those corridors had when they were being used for conversations that didn’t require witnesses, not only because there was anything secret, but also because some discussions ran more efficiently without the ambient texture of people moving through adjacent spaces.

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The group waiting inside was larger than he’d expected.

Selphira in the position she took when she had already assumed control of a meeting before the meeting officially started. Julius was standing against the wall with the posture of someone who had transferred the available information to everyone present and was waiting for them to finish processing it so the group could move to the next step.

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