The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 767

Karl’s group went home before midnight as the buildings were getting close to complete. The locals could celebrate and fight about their new homes without their presence.

They returned to the Inn for the evening, then made their way to the new house right after breakfast.

The first thing that Karl noticed when they got close was the dilapidated condition of the building. But a split second later, the recognition that the building was not empty slowed his approach.

That could be problematic.

If a group of homeless demons had made the abandoned building their home, he would ruin his hard-earned good reputation to just throw them on the streets. But if it was a criminal organization using this building as their base, it would be even more problematic.

Perhaps this gift wasn’t all that it seemed to be.

Karl walked up to the simple stone wall around the courtyard, barely shoulder-high and more of a boundary marker than a serious deterrent. Then he waited a moment to see what the response from the people inside would be.

They didn’t seem to notice he was there, but Karl could clearly see with Soul Sight that they were all smaller, and mostly in the Awakened Realm.

So, most likely it was children playing. After all, if you couldn’t make it to Ascended Rank as an adult, you would be chased out of the city to the outlying regions or the Black Shade slums.

Karl led the team into the courtyard, and finally the occupants noticed them.

But now that he had a clear view through the open door, Karl could tell what they were doing as well.

It was some sort of martial arts class, with tattered uniforms that didn’t fit quite right, and one small but elderly Ascended Rank female trainer.

"Good morning, ladies and Gentlemen. My name is Karl." He greeted them.

A number of the kids nodded happily.

"We know you, you beat up the Undead Knight Champion." A young boy insisted.

"That’s right. And as a reward, the City Governor transferred me the ownership of this building and its courtyard. It looks like you’ve been training hard to become Guardsmen. Or were you hoping to become ship’s guards?" Karl asked.

The boy raised his fists and shadow-boxed the open air for a second as a demonstration of childish might.

"I’m going to be the next Arena Champion in Lared." He announced, determined in his path to greatness.

Lared was the capital of the nation to the south, and a major trading partner of Drodh, just across the border.

One of the girls laughed at his ambition. "But aren’t all the Arena Champions Overlords? Your mom is a Satyr."

"But my dad could be powerful." The boy insisted.