The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 506

Chapter 506 Fill The Gaps

Karl turned Thor to meet up with the next farm that was being attacked by the Sand Yeti. This group didn't have a Drake with it, which should make it easier for the locals to deal with. Not that it would be easy for the Minotaur farmers to deal with over a dozen of the creatures, assuming they appeared in the same size of group as his team had been fighting earlier.

"These ones are weaker. Lower Ascended." Hawk noted as they got close.

A full-grown Minotaur was usually a Commander, so there was a chance that even a married couple could deal with the group, though it would be incredibly dangerous.

The farmers were holding their own, and Karl saw five adults in battle, all Commanders. That would be enough to deal with the Sand Yeti on their own, but when they got close, he let Ophelia, Dana and the Naga Warriors go fight while he pretended to drive the wagon.

Thor didn't need directions like that, but it was easier to pretend than to explain.

The four additions were able to quickly overcome the Sand Yeti warriors, and Karl noticed that the Naga Warriors were getting better with their use of [Tsunami].

They had learned to create it with a downward strike of the sword, sending a narrow vertical arc of water racing toward the target for a much more concentrated and energy-efficient strike than the wide version.

The Yeti were not particularly intelligent creatures, and they were mindlessly charging at the farmers without any sort of coordination, far from the level of threat that the groups led by Drakes had managed.

Ophelia didn't transform, she just hacked into the Sand Yeti with her axes, while Dana attacked from above, so she could see over the defenders.

Compared to the others, she was tiny. Ophelia could use [Berserk Terror] when she was enraged to increase her size and power without Karl's assistance. That made her larger than the Minotaurs and the Sand Yeti, while the Naga Warriors were not as thick, but their body length let them fight at an equal height to the others.

Their combat style was much more three-dimensional than most. They had no problem stretching out to attack from below, or raising to let their upper arms attack from above. Any target would have trouble dealing with four blades at once, and the more that they practised, the more skilled that they were becoming.

With their combined efforts, all the attackers were dead by the time that Karl pulled up to the farm house.

"Do you need any healing? I have Dragon Clerics with me." He called over to the farmers.

The bull headed grandfather of the family snorted in what sounded like annoyance, then gestured to the house.

"If they don't mind helping our kind, we do have injured." He agreed.

Lotus hopped down from the wagon to take her turn at healing, and Cara poked at the mental link with Karl.

[Tell her to try to polish their horns. I want to know what they look like when they are shiny.]

[Later. Let us heal them and get them to calm down before we try to get them to agree to let Lotus groom them.]

The presence of the Nature Cleric seemed to set them at ease. Lotus was possibly the least threatening person that Karl had ever met, and when she came in with an area healing spell active, it gave everyone a warm, welcoming feeling.

"What are you doing so far off the track, merchant?" The oldest of the farmers asked.

"This nonsense is happening all over the region, and we got a report that the route along the river, to bypass the battles at Berwickham, is even worse. The Sand Yeti are usually accompanied by Copper Drakes, who give them organizational skills. Between that and the opportunistic ones looking to either kill the drakes or the merchants who might have valuables, this way is safer. It's not much of a trade route, but I'll try to make a go of it as I head east." Karl explained.

"Well, if you can trade with the remote farms all the way through, you might do alright. What do you have for trade items?"

"We've got some Minotaur tools, the sort that double as weapons for the farmers." Karl offered.

The Minotaur nodded. "Do you want more of them to sell? We've got lots of steel here, but it's rare further into the savanna."