Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 149

’If you only knew, Klein,’ Harold thought while pretending to admire another poorly executed strike. ’That your "new assigned companion" is a double tamer, sent not to watch you, but to uncover secrets your traitorous family wants to share with Yino...’

The mole was perfect for detecting physical structures, excavating the tunnels and chambers. Its sensitivity to underground formations provided a living map of what lay beneath.

The abyssal long-antennaed centipede, Yino’s latest experiment in detector beasts, could perceive mana patterns in ways other normal beasts couldn’t even dream of. Its ethereal antennae could trace the faintest energy signatures through solid rock.

Together, they formed the perfect exploration team. And while Klein obsessed over his wounded pride, Harold could continue his true mission without raising suspicion.

"Stronger!" Klein roared, his lion’s fur manifesting erratically across his skin. "I have to be stronger!"

Harold nodded with false admiration, while his beasts silently mapped the secrets buried beneath the academy. Each vibration through the ground revealed more of the complex network below.

’Keep at it, Goldcrest heir,’ he thought. ’Keep distracting everyone with your drama while I discover what really matters.’

Harold watched Klein strike the training post once more before deciding it was time to move.

"You’re progressing very well," he lied with a practiced smile. "You should maintain this rhythm all day and I’ll tell Kassian you are doing good."

Klein barely grunted in response, too absorbed in his "intensive training" to notice his supposed guardian’s departure.

The mole beneath Harold’s skin vibrated slightly as he walked away, detecting another student’s movements several corridors ahead. His abyssal centipede confirmed the mana signature… undoubtedly his companion.

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Minutes later, Harold walked side by side with one the others, Yino spies… another student from his same class.

To the casual observer, they were just two classmates chatting casually.

"Did you find an entrance?" Harold asked quietly, his beasts constantly scanning the area for witnesses.

The other spy nodded, guiding him toward a rarely frequented section of the academy. The air grew colder as they descended toward what appeared to be an underground storage area.

"This section has a ton of food stored for iron rank students," his companion explained as they went down. "Mainly old grains and cheap preserves."

Harold noticed the dust accumulated in the corners. "Doesn’t seem very used… Or cleaned."

"That’s the point," a smile formed on the other spy’s lips. "Who would steal low-rank food in an academy full of rich people and nobles? This food is a ’punishment’ to make them want to rank up. Most of the time they don’t even watch this place."

The centipede’s ethereal antennae extended, detecting increasingly strong mana patterns as they descended. The mole vibrated with anticipation, sensing ancient structures below the basement. _{ƒrēewebnovel.com}

They stopped in front of a particularly dark section of the storage room. An old barrel container rested against the wall, covered by a thick layer of undisturbed dust.

"I’ve been observing this place for almost five months," the other spy moved the container slightly, revealing a narrow space. "Nobody has touched these barrels. Not even the cleaning staff comes here if that isn’t obvious..."

Harold slipped through the space, his mole guiding him in the darkness. Behind the container, partially hidden by old boxes, a hole had been carefully excavated in the wall.

"The ruins are about 200 meters down," Harold whispered, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "I can feel them."