Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 348

"And what alternative do you propose?" Selphira asked. She swept her hand over the glowing map, causing ripples of light that highlighted vulnerable territories. "Start a war that we’re practically certain to lose? A war that would destroy our families and might even end what we don’t yet understand?" _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}

The ancient Ashenway proceeded to explain about Ren’s current limitations in purification but his future potential, about his almost unexplored capabilities, about how his methods could radically transform the city’s combat readiness... if only they had time.

She deliberately withheld certain important or sensitive details for herself alone, for now...

"If Yino were so certain of their victory," she concluded, "they would have attacked already. The fact that they wait, that they maneuver politically, suggests they harbor doubts. We can use the time these doubts give us to observe the first results."

The brothers exchanged glances, uncertainty visible in their features.

"A house arrest won’t be sufficient to appease public opinion," Julius insisted, his diplomatic instincts surfacing. "The people will see weakness, not justice. The nobles will whisper of cowardice, and the common folk will question our resolve against Yino’s ways."

"Not if we execute the plan correctly and reclaim that public opinion in our favor," Selphira smiled faintly. "I have an idea that could keep our political image intact while buying the time we need."

"What plan?" asked Sirius, finally showing interest as he stepped away from his corner toward the illuminated map.

"A plan that requires Ren Patinder’s participation," Selphira responded. "And one that will transform the narrative of this crisis..."

All present, except Sirius, leaned forward, intrigued by what the ancient Ashenway was about to reveal.

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In the depths of his mansion, Kharzan closed his eyes, letting his consciousness slide through the bond he shared with one of the three most prominent family leaders of Yino, Ravenspire.

The imposing figure of the three-legged Maginogi Raven materialized before him, its black plumage absorbing light like a hole in reality itself. Its three legs, symbols of its superior nature, anchored firmly to the ground, defying natural laws with their very existence.

"The situation has become complicated," Kharzan began without preamble, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. "We need to act now."

The voice that emerged from the raven’s beak wasn’t animal, but deeply human, though tinged with a strange accent that seemed to echo across vast distances. "Why should we relinquish the advantage we currently possess? Have you already assured yourself they don’t have Yano’s third ring?"

The raven tilted its head, its eyes gleaming with supernatural intelligence as it studied Kharzan’s increasingly agitated state.

"Our own city in the outskirts will be powerful... After all, buildings are cheap, can be constructed in days with our earth tamers. And we have enough space, which is what truly matters, to reorganize all our soldiers."

The raven remained silent for a long moment, its head tilted as if evaluating Kharzan’s words. Finally, its wings extended slowly, spanning an impossible width that seemed to stretch beyond the chamber’s dimensions.

"So be it then," Ravenspire conceded, its three legs shifting subtly in what might have been discomfort. "But remember: each step you take leads you further from the path of return."

"There has never been a path of return," Kharzan responded with cold determination, his eyes briefly flashing with that disturbing purple hue. "Only advancement... or destruction."

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Three days later, the sentries reported increased activity across the Great Rift. Yino was reinforcing its defenses, mobilizing additional troops that materialized like dark specks against the horizon.

In response, Yano had done the same and additionally closed the entrance to the Giant Stone Bridge, the ’only’ connection point between both cities.

What was truly alarming, however, was the passivity of the Goldcrest border section. While the rest of Yano prepared for a possible war against Yino, the territory under Kharzan’s control was conspicuously lacking additional defenses. Instead, the golden lion house’s border soldiers had been redirected to establish internal divisions, creating physical barriers between their third of the city’s territory and the rest.