The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 533

Chapter 533 Old Soldiers

The Cyclops never stood a chance as Karl leapt across the yard and smashed it in the back with [Disintegrate]. It was already heavily injured, and its armour was compromised.

"Thank you merchant. Were you at one of the other farms? Are they alright?" The older of the two Minotaurs asked.

They were both heavily bandaged, and one of them had only one arm, an old injury that had long since healed. No wonder they had sent the kids away to make their final stand. They were so heavily injured even before the fight started that they were in no shape to fight, but they didn't want to burden anyone else with more wounded to care for.

That was a soldier's pride talking for them, Karl assumed. No soldier wanted to drag down others when they were likely to have to relocate in the middle of the night. Instead, they had sent away the ones that could run and remained behind.

[Remi, do you have healing stuff in your space?] Karl asked.

[The blue ones in the round bottles with the long neck. Those are the new healing potions.]

Karl took two of them out and handed them to the Minotaurs. "Healing potions from my personal alchemist. This incident is huge, and if you're not too attached to the farm, we could use the extra fighters.

They're holding out well for now, and we had a watch set, but they will get tired eventually." They nodded, understanding what Karl meant. Part of the reason for the Minotaur's welcoming bellow was so that they had reserves when the front-line fighters got wounded or tired, allowing someone to switch them out.

"We have Dragon Clerics there, who can do more healing for you as well. Did you want to come back that way with me, or are you remaining here?"

The pair downed the potions, and Karl made a note of how their wounds closed and their stance improved. Remi would want that information later.

"We will join your group. I will just tell the kids that I wanted to get the last of my armour out before we joined them." The older soldier chuckled, with a gesture to a pile of supplies near the door.

Karl picked it up and slung the oversized bag over his shoulder. "Is that everything you need? With nobody here, the invaders are unlikely to smash apart the house as long as you don't have a large food supply inside."

The farmer gestured to one side. "The pantry is concrete with a steel door and underground to keep the temperature stable. It should be alright."

Karl took off at a jog with the soldiers behind him. There was nothing in the area, but they were both on guard, and hesitant to move so quickly.

"I can see heat signatures in the dark. There is nothing along this path, I killed it all on the way here after making sure your kids made it to the farm." He explained.

"They made it safely? Thanks be to the gods. Alright, we will trust your eyes. Lead the way."

Karl stopped fifty metres from the house. "It's right there. I'm on duty to protect this side, so I will let you go ahead. Tell them Karl sent you if they ask, but I doubt they will. Half the people there are your neighbours."

The Minotaurs laughed. "If old man Davos can't recognize us by firelight, we have bigger issues than a few questions."