The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 879

Another round of drinks was ordered to celebrate their victory in the dungeon today, including the extra fast clearance time. That was always worth celebrating, as it meant that all went smoothly, and nobody had suffered too badly.

For Karl, it had a different meaning as well.

Looking into his inventory now that the run was over, he had a huge amount of Ore in Cara’s space, a half dozen mediocre quality Overlord Ranked weapon and armour drops, and one Epic Quality Statue type item.

At first, Karl wasn’t sure what it was, but when he looked more closely, it was something for Shamans and Priestesses, that boosted their magic.

Most classes couldn’t use it at all, but Remi could, and she would be sure to appreciate it when he brought it back for her.

And if she didn’t want it, Rae did. Not that she could use it, but it was a cute spider statue.

Nachtia turned to Karl as the Dragonkin among the group finished their drinking.

"Want to explore the shopping district? I hear it’s a bit overpriced compared to the areas deeper in the mountains, but it’s still worth a look." She suggested.

Karl got to his feet with a smile. "Of course. I was also warned, but as it’s my first time in the city, I need to bring back souvenirs, and that means shopping in the tourist district."

The Black Dragon chuckled. "You make it sound like going deeper into the mountain doesn’t freak you out, even a little bit."

Karl shrugged. "I grew up in the mines. You get over claustrophobia fast at the bottom of the main vein."

The moment that they were out of the tavern, the other dragonkin split off, leaving Karl with Nachtia.

"I hope you didn’t get the wrong idea, I’m spoken for." Karl explained cautiously.

Nachtia nodded. "Uncle Nacht told me. But honestly, I think that I freak the rest of them out a little bit. The aura of a black dragon is death, and it makes most people uncomfortable to sit too close to me.

You’re a bit of an odd one, though. I suspect that it has to do with the spider and the void badger. Between the two, you’re already used to strong auras, and darkness related elements.

But the other Dragonkin mostly live among other beastkin, and the black dragons don’t socialize much with even their own kin.

The ones on the other continent might be different, but here the Black Dragon temples only get visitors for funerals, and impending funerals."

Karl chuckled, and Rae came out to stand next to them in humanoid form.

"I think I like your God. More people should pray properly when they’re about to have their funeral." Rae agreed.

The dragon blinked slowly, then shook her head.

"The god of Death isn’t a god of forgiveness." She offered.

Rae shook her head. "That’s not what I meant. Think of all the people with a price on their head. Should they not be praying to the God of Death for at least a quick end? I read in one of the history books how the dragons would pull the scales off a traitor one at a time."