The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 836

That explained why he was trying to hide. If someone from his team hadn’t informed the army and begged them to come look for survivors of the adventuring team, he likely would have never been caught.

He looked to Karl for help, but Karl just shrugged. "Sorry, man. We’re not law enforcement. If you’re wanted for desertion, that’s a matter between you and the army."

The leader of the unit came over with handcuffs in one hand, and held them out for the Demon to put on himself. It was a fairly direct threat. Either put them on, or have them put on you, and the second option will not be fun.

While they were occupied, the rest of the squad was spreading out to eliminate the remains of the Pygmy Stone Crushers.

"Was this the whole pack, or did you scoop off a section for yourselves?" The Soldier asked.

Karl shrugged. "We killed all the ones that were with this group, other than what is here. I don’t know if there were more, we are just taking a day trip from Drodh to hunt.

The ladies recently made Monarch Rank, and the Dungeon in the city wasn’t giving them the sort of workout that they needed anymore."

That made the guard laugh, then look over at Ophelia’s massive bear form with concern.

"That is a person, right? You didn’t just tame a Monarch Rank Dire Bear with gigantism?" He asked.

Karl shook his head. "No, she is a Titanic Berserker. One of her skills makes her bigger, another makes her huge, and a third turns her from a Werebear into a Dire Bear. She’s a force of nature in combat, and she gets the item bonuses from her equipped weapons, even when she’s in that form."

The Guard nodded in understanding. She was larger than anyone on his squad, but some of the classes got large size increases now that the System was fully activated again, and many people were gaining access to the Skill Tree.

"It looks like your team is set up to fight nearly anything. But is that a Winged Void Badger?" The soldier asked as he watched Cara flying behind the greatly reduced pack of Stone Crushers to drive them into the military unit.

"Indeed she is. She’s had a big day today, she just made it to Overlord." Karl agreed.

The soldier made a sign of protection at the mention, then shook his head. "Well, if you think that you can survive that friendship, more power to you."

Cara was mildly insulted. Sure, she loved pranks, but she was never malicious. It wasn’t like she was Sister Rae, who liked to make things explode for fun.

[Did you not just make a hundred boars disintegrate to see if they dropped loot?] Rae countered.

Well, she had a point. But it didn’t count. They were just boars.

Between Cara and the soldiers, the rest of the boars were quickly being rounded up, but the merchant who had come with the Leg Regiment unit was greatly concerned that there were still more of them out in the wilderness somewhere.

He was hoping to recover the remains of his convoy to at least make an attempt at repairing a wagon enough to get him to his destination with some goods. But if the herd had split up between when he had seen them and now, it might not be safe to continue.

Overhead, the ghostly blue flames of Hawk flared like a second sun in the sky, and when they faded he was visibly larger than before, but otherwise identical.

That made five out of six at the Overlord Rank.

The choices of plays and the illusionary space suggested that Little Butterfly was sentient, it just seemed to lack a mental voice. _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}