Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 327

Kharzan laughed again, the sound resonating off the walls of the hall. His amber eyes gleamed with predatory amusement as he surveyed the room.

"With today's poor response, you've shown me that I truly have my territory better organized," he declared with arrogance. The golden patterns beneath his skin pulsed with smug satisfaction. "Numerical advantage from the beginning. One hundred elite warriors against... how many? Three dozens?"

"Don't confuse numbers with power," Selphira responded, her voice cool and steady despite the tension. "Your troops don't surpass ours in quality... In a prolonged conflict, in the end, we also have more numbers. Our three united families exceed your faction 2 to 1."

"It is you who is confused, dear Selphira," Kharzan answered, leaning forward. "Don't believe you're speaking against just the third part of all Yano."

His voice took on a darker tone.

"It's not 2 to 1 against me, but against you. It's 2 against 4 the moment you dare to touch me." His eyes swept over each person present, lingering with menace. "And the way things are going, soon it will be two against eight."

Julius tensed, comprehending the true threat behind the words.

"Are you suggesting that you've already filled your body with that disgusting unnatural energy?" he asked, attempting to maintain a neutral tone.

Kharzan simply smiled, the implicit answer more disturbing than any verbal confirmation.

"You have two options," he continued, turning slowly to address each of them. "Release my sons immediately, forget this incident, and maintain the fragile peace we've enjoyed for a while longer... or start a civil war that will make the conflict with the sporadic abyssals of our neighbors seem like a simple first-year training exercise."

Victor jumped to his feet, instinctively manifesting his Qilin. The mythical beast's energy coursed over him in waves of pearlescent light, its antlers forming a crown above his head.

"How dare you threaten us!" he exclaimed, his voice rising with indignation. "Right here we could..."

"Victor!" Selphira's voice cut through the air like a whip. "Sit down."

Reluctantly, Victor listened, but his eyes remained fixed on Kharzan with contained hatred. His Qilin receded, though its light continued to pulse beneath his skin, reflecting his agitation. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

"Your threats don't impress us," she declared, also rising to her feet. "But for the sake of stability against our neighbors, we are willing to discuss the terms of a peaceful resolution."

"There are no terms to discuss," Kharzan responded with unsettling tranquility. "My sons will be released today, or my hundred warriors will be just the first move in a game that none of you is prepared to play."

"Responses like this," Julius intervened, his diplomatic mask slipping to reveal genuine disappointment, "are precisely why father never allowed you access to the knowledge of the higher rings, Kharzan. You were always too impulsive, too hungry for immediate power to understand the damage you do to the world balance."

For the first time, a glimpse of genuine anger crossed the Goldcrest patriarch's face.

"The time of the 'guardians of knowledge' has ended," he spat, looking at Selphira. "The world is changing, and those who cling to the past will be dragged away by the current of progress."

"You call abyssal corruption progress?" asked Sirius, finally breaking his silence. "Interesting choice of words."

Kharzan arched an eyebrow, his smile transforming into a predatory sneer. The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees as he leaned forward.