The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 432

Chapter 432 Bunga City

"I am a Beast Master." Karl explained.

"Then those beasts are summoned?"

Karl shook his head. "No, they are real beasts, bonded to me as allies. Thor is as alive as anyone else, and he's been with me since he was an egg."

That seemed like a good enough answer for the guard, and he motioned for Karl to move in front of the carriage, which had taken some damage, but looked mobile.

"What pace are you keeping? I've been jogging along with Thor." Karl asked, looking back at them.

"We will match with you as well as we can. I don't want to be out here any longer than necessary." Karl began to jog, then grabbed a few tubers from Thor's space to roast with [Flaming Body] in his hand, and then passed them to the children. The skill was able to pass heat through the whole object, cooking them in a matter of seconds.

"Be careful, they're hot." He warned as he passed the tubers to the Elves.

They smiled and bounced them between their hands to cool them, then carefully bit into them.

"Oh, these are good, Mister." The last of the girls to get her lunch declared.

"I'm glad you like them. I wasn't sure what Elves liked to eat." The little girl smirked at Karl. "You're losing the carriage, though. Horses aren't as fast as a Cerro. Especially when they're hooked to a carriage."

Karl slowed down as he realized that the horses were already panting, and looked back with an apologetic gesture.

"Sorry, I forgot that your horses were just horses and not monsters."

He took up a loping trot, which was a more comfortable pace for the carriage, while the Guards on their horses glared at him.

"Do you think he's feral? One of the classes that is born in the woods and never sees civilization? His armour has been patched more than once, and it's damaged again. It looks like he was in a fight with something nasty, possibly even second advancement. But he's not at all concerned about the dangers of the road." One of the guards was telling the occupants of the carriage.

"I think his class made him feral. Did you see how he looked at that poor man being torn apart? He has forgotten what it is to be human or feel empathy. He's as much a monster as his partners are." A new, musical voice replied.

[Do you think that's true? Am I becoming a monster?] Karl asked.

[Nah, they're just scared and weak willed.] Hawk assured him.

[Maybe they don't enjoy playing with their food?] Rae suggested.

[I think that Sister Rae is right. They seem to have some rule against just killing things that are dangerous. They must like to torture and humiliate each other instead. Humans here are weird.] Remi agreed.

Thor snorted in amusement, and subtly shook his head. [They're a herd prey species. Not like Elites. They only fight enough to defend themselves and then let the predators leave with their spoils so they don't lose any more than they have to.]

That made sense.

They approached the city walls, and Karl saw that most of the visitors in line were nobles with guards, fancy carriages, and visible wealth.

So, he changed into is only, and best, suit. The concealed armour underneath gave him a bit of extra bulk, but nothing too excessive, and he had his weapons put away. That should keep the city guards happy, he hoped. He was still relatively clean-shaven from yesterday, and with a quick brush of his hair and a bit of luck, he should look respectable enough. _{ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com}

Karl walked up to the line, and had just gotten settled into his spot when a group of guards with spears came running up.

"NO MONSTERS!" The captain shouted.