Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 970

Chapter 970: Chapter 970 - Taming Harassment - 3

Julius looked at Arturo.

Arturo had the same expression as before, the one that meant he wanted to argue and had already recognized the argument was over.

He nodded once.

"But we need to think about how to slow down the now smaller mutant flows enough that the city doesn’t fall while we do this." Julius looked back at his brother. "Hold the defense. I’m going to respond to Orion positively on his demands and buy us the time we need to prepare the ceremony. Give me an hour to come and help you later."

"An hour," Arturo repeated, with the tone of someone accepting a deadline that both of them knew could shift with circumstances but that served as an anchor for the next sequence of decisions.

Selphira got to her feet with the careful economy of someone who had calculated exactly how much effort each movement could cost and was not going to spend more than necessary on any of them. She gestured to one of the attendants to bring Victor along, he was still on a stretcher, still surrounded by medical staff, still unconscious, and started walking slowly toward the castle.

"Use that diplomatic talent you’ve been building your whole life to buy us the time we need," she said to Julius without turning around. "I need to go speak with Luna."

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The room in the castle’s recovery wing had the specific quiet of a space where someone nearby is sleeping deeply.

Liora’s breathing was the steady rhythm of a person who had spent everything they had and whose body had taken over the situation without asking permission. Her face in sleep had the unguarded quality that young people’s faces had when they were genuinely resting, free of the accumulated tension that builds through waking hours, the expressions that got constructed over a day’s worth of decisions all temporarily gone.

She would probably need a full day to surface... Maybe more.

Ren was different.

Luna had been watching him from the chair she had occupied for some time without moving, hands folded in her lap, eyes on his face with the focused attention of someone looking for something they aren’t sure is there. His parents had gone to prepare food. His other friends were still supporting the defense.

In theory there was nothing left to worry about... the breathing was steady, the color in his face was normal, the medical assessment had been clear.

But something about the way he was sleeping didn’t look like ordinary rest. It looked like the silence of a system that had redirected all available resources toward a repair or restructuring that couldn’t happen any other way, the kind of deep internal work that required the outside to be completely quiet while it ran. Less like recovery and more like reconstruction.

How long?

That was the question Luna had been turning over since they brought him here, and it had no answer because no one in the castle had any reference for what had just happened inside that boy. Whether they needed him soon, in several ways, was obvious.

When soon was going to be something nobody could tell her.

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