Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 159

The remaining four agents finished crossing the crack and stood on the metallic bridge, muscles tense and ready for combat.

Their forms cast long shadows across the ancient structure as they assessed the worrying situation.

The two attack oriented companions, the vanguard of the group chosen for their advantage in territory and speed, had rushed ahead and managed to enter before the door sealed.

Now they were trapped inside with their protection target and the suspected spies.

"Did you see?" one of them asked the third agent who had crossed the crack. "The young lady, is she...?"

"Couldn’t get a clear view," the agent shook her head in frustration, fists clenching at her sides. "Mako and Shizu charged in and blocked the line of sight."

"Damn it!" Another slammed her fist against the metal floor, the sound reverberating through the spherical structure like a gong. "We’re the recovery specialists. What good are we if we couldn’t retrieve the young lady?"

They approached the ancient door, studying the engraved symbols that pulsed with a faint, ethereal light. The leader ran her fingers across the marks, her expression growing more grave with each passing second.

"This is a seed of the three main veins," she murmured in awe. "Not as big as the royal artery beneath the castle, but not an insignificant structure either... There’s an important artifact and 10 miracle potions inside."

"Are you certain?" Another agent leaned in to examine the markings, her breath fogging the cold metal surface.

"Absolutely. Only the three main families and the royal line have the key to access this." Her fingers traced the ancient patterns. "Master Julius told me the three schools were originally created to guard these seeds until the crystal opened. Maybe the traitors gave the key to the spies, but it isn’t something they’d entrust to common spies…"

The agents exchanged worried looks. The implications were deeply disturbing.

"This seed wasn’t supposed to be ready for another 10 years," the agent observed the crack they’d entered through. "The opening shouldn’t exist, but even though it does... an adult still can’t fit through that small gap."

"How did they know it would be ready early?" the one who had struck the floor asked, her voice tight with tension. "How did that mushroom boy hide the key? And more importantly, how did they manage to infiltrate him into Yano when they already were looking at the Goldcrests shenanigans closely?"

The silence that followed was heavy with unspoken fears. The questions none dared voice hung in the air:

Had more than one of the three main families betrayed the kingdom? Was another family acting while they were trying to get evidence on the Goldcrests?

"We can’t enter," the leader finally spoke, breaking the oppressive silence. "Only someone of the standing of Master Julius or someone of high rank in the main families could bring the key to activate this door."

"So what do we do?" another asked, shifting nervously. "Wait for them to come out?"

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Moments earlier...

Harold’s antennae detected the entrance.

With a final adjustment to their course, the crystal wall appeared before them, its surface shimmering with power.

His mole claws worked methodically, removing earth around a discovered fissure barely large enough for a child to squeeze through. The crystalline barrier hummed with contained energy as they exposed more of the crack.

The other spy, still holding their unconscious captives, finished creating another special coverage. The material would shroud Harold and his companion, further masking their mana signatures from detection.

Harold crossed first, antennae extended to detect any threats in the alien environment. He helped his companion maneuver the two unconscious bodies through, noting that the bat boy still drew breath.

"Why didn’t you kill him?" Harold asked, his voice sharp with disapproval.

"It’s... it’s not necessary," the other spy hesitated, voice wavering. "He didn’t see our faces, doesn’t know which family…"

"Don’t be foolish," Harold cut off the excuse, his tone cold. "His bat used sonar. It could distinguish plenty in the darkness." He approached the motionless body. "If you lack the stomach to take lives, I’ll do it myself."

The other spy trembled slightly, clutching the wrapped bodies tighter. Harold advanced toward him but stopped abruptly, his antennae vibrating with urgent warning signals.

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Harold and the other spy stood on the upper section of the "seed", and three new mana signatures had entered through one side of the spherical structure.