Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 381

The silence that followed was heavy with implication. Moving almost a hundred refugees across a militarized border wasn't a minor operation, it was a full-scale evacuation requiring coordination, timing, and resources they weren't sure they had.

"That changes things," Yang murmured, his mind already working through more complications. "You and I will need more than a simple distraction. We'll need a real commotion."

"Maybe those unexpectedly large numbers aren't so bad..." Wei smiled for the first time in hours, a plan beginning to form. "Chen, how quickly can your neighbors be ready?"

"They're already packing. Most only have what they can carry anyway." The old man's voice carried both sadness for what they were leaving behind and hope for what lay ahead. "If they'll be given a temporary place to sleep on the other side… while this disgrace that won't let them work to eat ends… That's all they need."

The desperation in his voice was telling. These weren't political refugees fleeing ideology, they were families fleeing starvation, oppression, the simple inability to live decent lives under the current system.

"Perfect." Wei headed toward the entrance, purpose finally replacing anxiety. "Yang, stay with the boy's parents for now. I'm going to make some preparations for a better plan."

As Wei headed out of the storehouse pit, Reed called after him. "Professor, are you sure Ren and Lin will be safe when they come out from their new hiding place toward the plain?"

Wei stopped at the threshold, his back still turned.

"Your son has survived worse things. And Lin... well, she certainly won't let anyone else tire him out..."

"But we should help with the distraction too..."

"No," Wei turned around, his eyes blazing with determination. "I'll personally handle initiating the distraction. I owe him that much."

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Wei hid among the thick vegetation a few kilometers from Chen's house, having moved relatively easily in the darkness now that troops seemed more dispersed in the vicinity.

The repositioning of forces had created gaps in patrol coverage, exactly the kind of opportunity he'd been hoping for.

With a fluid gesture, his Silver 2 manticore, which fortunately at this level already had wings, materialized before him in all its glory. The beast was impressive: three meters in length, with the muscular body of a lion, bat wings that extended six meters, and a tail ending in a venomous stinger that dripped toxins.

The creature's presence filled the small clearing with power, its eyes glowing with intelligence.

"Old friend," Wei murmured, placing a hand on the creature's flank, "I need your eyes."

The connection established immediately, decades of partnership making the fusion seamless. Wei closed his own eyes and began seeing through his manticore's as the beast rose into flight.

The ascent was vertiginous, the ground falling away with breathtaking speed. At altitude, Wei could see the border as a slightly irregular line of approximately 150 kilometers extending to the great rift.

After a general reconnaissance, he descended to around three hundred meters, where details became sufficiently clear for his beast's enhanced vision: patrols moving like ants, fortifications that looked like children's toys from this height.

"Perfect," he murmured, mentally directing his manticore toward the border.

The first interceptor beasts appeared almost immediately. Two silver eagles rose from watchtowers, their cries cutting through the air as they rapidly gained altitude.

But Wei had expected correctly. His Silver 2 manticore was more powerful than the individual standard patrol beasts, which were mostly Silver 1. The eagles followed him, yes, but didn't dare attack directly while he wasn't attempting to cross without permission.