Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 951

Chapter 951: Chapter 951 - Stubborn Tamers

Selphira turned her head and looked at him. Only one moment before focusing in the front again.

"Your father sacrificed himself because it was the only option available, and because he was the only person who could do it." She glanced back at the shield. "Your situation is neither of those."

"But the outcome would still be better than the alternatives, we need you that can still use beasts and skills more."

"Outcome isn’t the only thing that matters in a decision, Victor. If it were, I’d have been taking shortcuts for three hundred years that I have never taken after the last one."

Another centimeter... 24.98 meters left.

"And I have no intention of carrying you home as a statue." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"You wouldn’t have to spend so much mana. If you use me here, you..."

"I can do what? Watch you slowly expire in my arms?" Something that in another person’s voice would have been a scold came out of hers as something drier, a short exhale that acknowledged the absurdity without committing to finding it as an option. "Don’t be ridiculous."

"I’m not being ridiculous. I’m being realistic."

"At your age, you don’t know the difference yet."

Victor opened his mouth... Closed it.

Selphira used the silence. She checked him sideways, careful enough that he wouldn’t notice. The crystallization had moved past the shoulder and edged slightly toward his neck. It hadn’t progressed in the last hour, not since the initial exposure... which was, within the narrow range of available good news, the best she had.

The rest of him looked better than it had any right to, all things considered. But under no circumstances should he tank it anymore.

She turned her attention back to herself.

Three small crystal formations had appeared on her left forearm in the last twenty minutes. None of them had been there before. Small enough that they didn’t restrict movement yet.

But they were growing despite the shield.

That was the part worth noting. Despite the shield she’d been reinforcing and maintaining and feeding mana into without pause. The shield that was supposed to be protecting her.

Selphira filed it away, adjusted her grip, and kept pushing.

The crystallization didn’t hurt...

That was almost beside the point. What mattered was what it meant: Orion’s beam was bleeding through the shield with a consistency she didn’t want to dwell on. She could feel each new formation on her forearm the way you feel a splinter you can’t reach.

She had less mana than she needed. Not dramatically less, but just enough less to matter.

"We’re going to make it to the top," she told Victor, and her voice carried no cracks, no hesitation, nothing he could use to build a counter-argument.

Victor didn’t respond immediately. When he did, his tone had the measured quality of someone deciding whether a fight was worth starting.

"You’re sure?"

"I’m sure." She shifted the shield’s concentration toward the right edge, where the spiral was biting hardest. The adjustment bought her roughly two seconds of easier pressure. "Stop asking me questions and save what you have left for when we reach the entrance. You’re going to need it for running."

Victor obeyed.

That, more than anything, told her everything she needed to know about his condition. When Victor obeyed without pushing back, without one more angle, without at least a pointed look to register his disagreement... things were genuinely bad.

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