Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 814

Chapter 814: Chapter 814 - Taming the Fifth Year - Possibility

That incident in the gathering exams...

The student who had been infected with a new form of mutated corruption that was fundamentally different from the known variants they’d been dealing with for years.

That had shown properties conventional purification couldn’t neutralize completely no matter how much mana Ren poured into the attempt.

That suggested someone somewhere was experimenting with evolved forms of the infection that had plagued the frontiers during the extended conflict with the mutants and corrupted.

Julius stopped in his pacing, the thought crystallizing into something more substantial than vague anxiety. "Arturo, do you remember what Ren reported about Jin? That new ’less aggressive’ mutation of the corruption?"

Arturo looked up again from his paperwork. "Yes... I remember being pleased reading that the mutation was less aggressive in the internal mana and seemed not to affect the tamer’s character and form as much as the first variants did. Only to feel betrayed and deeply worried reading that the modified form resisted conventional purification methods much better. Ren suggested in his report that they had likely been manipulating the corruption intentionally, perhaps refining it in some way or toward some specific direction."

"What if that’s what they used against Victor?" Julius continued, the scenario forming in his mind as he spoke, pieces clicking together with horrible clarity. "What if they obtained new power derived from that mutated corruption? Something that could harm him in ways his enormous defense didn’t anticipate?"

It was a terrifying possibility because it opened doors to types of threats that conventional preparation didn’t cover adequately.

If the opportunistic nobles had access to weapons based on evolved corruption, something they’d been developing in secret while everyone thought they were just political parasites... that changed the nature of the conflict fundamentally.

This wouldn’t be a simple power struggle between factions anymore. It would be fighting against an enemy who’d weaponized the very thing that had been destroying their civilization from the inside for years.

But even accepting that disturbing possibility as plausible, there still remained the critical question of how they’d applied that power effectively against someone with Victor’s incredible mobility...

Victor could fly. Could cover kilometers in minutes when fused with his beasts. Could escape from practically any ground-based confrontation simply by pushing you with insane power and taking to the air where few opponents could follow.

How did you trap someone like that?

Julius stopped abruptly in his pacing, his expression changing as a new conclusion struck him with the force of a revelation.

Victor had entered the ancient ruin...

A ruin with stairs that descended through multiple chambers. A ruin constructed in an era where architecture was designed to last millennia, walls and ceilings made of materials that resisted magical damage of the highest level through their fundamental nature and enchantments that still functioned after centuries.

Most ruins descended in spiral patterns, but... if that ruin had any long, straight passages in its design, Julius could suddenly see the way Victor might be trapped despite all his advantages.

"His mobility wouldn’t help him much in that specific case," Julius said aloud, the pieces finally falling into place with sickening clarity. "If they attacked him inside the ruin, if they really used those limited artifacts they’ve been hoarding..."

Arturo leaned forward with renewed interest, his fatigue momentarily forgotten. "Narrow passages without space to maneuver laterally. I see. If someone were blocking the path upward..."

If they’d refined that corruption into weapons or techniques that could bypass the normal rules... 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

If they’d prepared the battlefield specifically to neutralize Victor’s greatest strengths while maximizing his vulnerabilities...

It could be possible. Barely, requiring nearly perfect conditions and extensive preparation. But technically, theoretically possible.

The more Julius thought about it, the more the scenario made horrible sense.

Twenty soldiers had gone with Victor. Not pushovers by any measurement.

And none of them had reported back either.

Which suggested...

Julius was about to elaborate on this analysis when a soft knock on the door interrupted his thought process. One of Arturo’s assistants entered with an expression that communicated urgency, but a controlled alarm that came from delivering important news without wanting to cause panic.

"Sir," the assistant addressed Arturo but with a glance that included Julius as well, "the opportunistic nobles sent messengers. It appears they want to negotiate..."