Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1321

Chapter 1321: Chapter 1321 - Taming the Old World - Last Dragon - 5

A short while later at the capital perimeter, Selthia finally initiated a full retreat.

But Ren and Liora refused to accept the maneuver at face value... Taking to the sky, they carved wide, sweeping arcs miles beyond the outer trenches to verify the enemy movements. They fully expected to find the mutant horde lingering just past the horizon, regrouping safely out of mana perception range to stage a sudden counter-maneuver.

Yet the expected trap never materialized.

The corrupted beasts continued to march away from the city, fracturing their tight formations and scattering across the plains in every possible direction.

It appeared the corruption had genuinely abandoned the siege.

They returned to the castle courtyard, though neither of them felt entirely convinced.

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"I do not trust this," Liora told Arturo the moment her boots hit the stone floor of the command post. "Selthia rarely gives up ground this easily... This has all the hallmarks of a feint, she might be ordering a tactical pullback to lull us into dropping our guard, waiting for us to look away before she snaps the jaws shut again."

Arturo weighed the variables and agreed with the cautious approach.

They immediately dispatched warning flares and courier hawks to the northern front, bracing for the other possibility too, that the Witch intended to funnel all her surviving assets into one massive push against Selphira.

They ordered the aerial scouts to monitor the northern highways closely. If the corrupted horde attempted to converge at a secondary rallying point, Ren and Liora were prepared to launch an immediate interception; his flying mount could cross the continent twice as fast as a marching army.

Twenty minutes crawled by, and the spotters delivered the exact same confusing intelligence.

The retreating units were not converging...

They were completely dispersing, dissolving into the wilderness. Furthermore, a handful of the beasts retreating southward had stumbled directly into the golden fungal abomination Ren had unleashed earlier. Those corrupted stragglers were now locked in a desperate, losing skirmish, hopelessly dragged into the chimeric predator’s obsessive hunt.

Had the moody tantrum bad loser girl actually surrendered early?

Shortly after, a heavily prioritized dispatch arrived from the northern peak. It was written in Selphira’s precise hand: Selthia had ordered a total evacuation of her northern forces.

The matriarch advised them to stay vigilant, assuring the capital that her Vanguard would keep their eyes open while they finished off the Light Dragon just in case the city defenders needed emergency reinforcements.

Ren and Arturo exchanged a long, puzzled look.

Had she truly forfeited both active fronts simultaneously?

They drafted a quick reply detailing their own secure perimeter and dispatched another wave of spotters to ensure the northern horde was not secretly looping back toward the capital. As the hour dragged on, the intelligence remained consistent.

The northern mutants were not marching toward the city walls and they were not massing for a flank. They were simply scattering to the four winds, mimicking the exact same viral dispersal pattern as the southern horde.

Against every past expectation, Selthia had completely folded her hand.