The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 444

Chapter 444 Lacking Common Sense

Karl woke up with the dawn the next day, not because he set an alarm or had anything urgent to do, but just out of habit.

That was when the Giants usually started to scout for attacks, so that was when he needed to be ready, and he didn't want to lose that routine when he might be finished this quest in a few days and back home to the rest of the team.

He briefly wondered what they were up to, and if they had gotten to stop in at the Lithium Mines, where he was certain that they would be the stars of the town.

Even the less famous and military Elites were like idols to the small-town youth, especially the ones not yet old enough to have gone through the serum injection.

As he sat down for a morning tea, as they didn't have any coffee in the dispensers set up along one wall for the hotel guests, Karl noticed that he was still the centre of attention.

He looked up at a man who was trying to subtly observe him, enough to let the man know that he was caught, and that Karl was willing to talk to him. With that, the Elf switched seats to join him at the table.

"You're going east into monster territory for a quest, right? Now, I know it's a quest, and it's giving you directions, but that's still a terrible idea. There isn't anything in that direction that is weaker than you are. Even if you tag team them with your Lightning Cerro, it's not going to be an easy fight. I am a woodcutter by trade, and even I don't go east of town, much less across the border."

Karl nodded. "I agree that it might be a terrible idea, but I am a Beast Master. Monsters are part of the deal."

The woodcutter chuckled. "Well, do you at least have a portal scroll with you for an emergency escape?"

Karl didn't even know that was a thing, so he shook his head.

"Yeah, that's what I thought. I don't know where you came from, but your common sense certainly didn't grow up here. I will get you the supplies that you're going to need. How much room do you have in your inventory?" "Two slots." The man looked confused. "You only have room for two more items?"

Now it was Karl's turn to be confused. "Perhaps there is something off with my inventory arrangement? Each slot is a metre cubed, roughly. I can just load them with stuff until they're full." Karl explained.

The woodcutter gestured out the window at someone, and the dragon came inside, looking suspiciously at Karl, as if he was going to try to match make her and Thor first thing in the morning.

"Can you tell me about his System? There is something wrong with it. All his inventory space has merged into two slots the size of Guild Bank vault cubes." The man explained.

The dragon stared deeply at Karl, then shrugged. "Yup, it's broken. But I don't know what to do about it. Maybe it's supposed to be that way? It looks like it works just fine, and I can see his class just fine. It might be a quirk of his class, giving him bulk space for raw materials. You know, like how the crafter classes get a bag for reagents and materials."

The woodcutter snapped his fingers. "Alright, now it all makes sense. The Beast Master must be some sort of hybrid crafting and combat class. I will go get the travel supplies ready with the space limitations in mind."

Then he left the room, leaving the dragon and Karl sitting at a table together.

"Tea?" Karl asked, prepared to get up and pour another cup.

"No, thank you. I already ate. I'm sure that they already warned you that your path would be dangerous, but I think that you might be alright. You don't smell like a human. You smell like a strange beast. As long as the ruler of the territory doesn't see you as a threat, you should be able to pass through with only minimal competition. Just keep moving and try not to go snooping around nests or dens, unless you're absolutely certain it's the one you want."

"Got it. That should be easy enough in theory. But we both know things never work out that way once you're actually in the woods." The dragon laughed at Karl's joke. The woods were her element. Even if the beasts were much more powerful than she was, they wouldn't attack a Forest Dragon in the forest. It just wasn't in their nature.

The Mayor sat down to join them, and then a few men dressed as Rangers, one of which was holding a tiny blink cat.

"Your bonded partner?" Karl asked.