Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 956

Chapter 956: Chapter 956 - Stubborn Tamers Crisis - 2

Zhao was already positioned even against his true will.

That was the quality Julius valued above almost everything else in someone in that line of work the ability to process the situation at the same speed as the commander, to have already reached the same conclusion without being walked through it.

Zhao read the group in seconds, who had flying beasts, who could carry an additional person without sacrificing the speed they’d need, which order minimized bottlenecks at the exit point, and organized the first wave out with the methodical efficiency of someone who had made these calculations in worse conditions than this and knew which variables actually mattered.

"Yes, take the faster ones and you go first," Julius told him.

Zhao opened his mouth.

"It’s not negotiable," Julius added.

Zhao closed it again, with the expression of someone who disagrees but recognizes when the conversation is already over.

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When Julius had pushed a lot and was just a few meters from the exit, the frightened twins had already switched to their barrier and fled.

Which, if Julius was honest...

Was a relief because it allowed him to conserve some of his energy, which would soon run out if he maintained the fusion much longer.

So they emerged from the ruins with more energy reserves than he had expected.

And Zhao was gone the next moment.

Outside, Julius oriented himself and read the mutant flow. His group’s earth affinity gave him a natural sensitivity to the way large numbers of creatures moved across the ground, the pressure they exerted, the direction that pressure was building toward, and what he read stopped him for a moment.

The flow was moving upward. Toward the massive bridge connecting Yino and Yano.

Mutants without direction normally scattered.

These weren’t scattering....

The line was deliberate and consistent, organized in a neat way that very likely didn’t come from the creatures themselves. Julius traced it to its most probable destination and held that conclusion in his mind for a second before accepting it.

They were crossing from Yino to Yano.

He noted where Zhao had gone. The energy traces his beast’s fusion left in the air were readable to anyone with sufficient mana sensitivity, and they pointed toward Goldcrest territory, the direction the twins had taken when they ran.

Julius didn’t yet know what the twins were about to do there or what their next move looked like, but Zhao had decided to follow their direction until its probable end in seconds and Julius just trusted that kind of decision was good since it came from a scout that always understood without needing much explained to him.

Zhao had even left someone shadowing the twins already, quiet and good for hiding from good senses, also fast... So tracking two people considerably slower than Zhao’s flying group would be easy.

That was enough for now.

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Julius moved toward the bridge.

Earth tamers were rarely fast, and the beasts his group ran with were built for endurance and strength rather than speed of movement.

But the bridge was considerably closer than Goldcrest territory, and crossing alongside the mutants, through the noise and mass of them rather than against it, turned out to need some specific techniques applied with patience.

Earth had a long list of tricks for situations that looked impossible from a distance and merely difficult from up close.

They arrived faster than he’d expected.

The castle was still holding.

Hundreds of fighters at the entrance to the vault, the marks of hours of sustained combat and slow retreat to the deeper zones of the castle visible in the way they stood and in how they managed their mana, that particular economy of movement that tamers developed when they knew they couldn’t afford to spend anything beyond the strict minimum.

Each use was measured against what remained and what was still coming.

They were holding.

But it was the kind of holding that had a deadline on it, and anyone who had spent enough time in long fights could read the deadline in the posture.

Julius had arrived ready to be the relief.

Then the mutant flow stopped.

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