This Beast-Tamer is a Little Strange-Chapter 468: A Nobleman’s Perilous Prestige
Kain sat in his private lab, the soft hum of spiritual plants filling the air as he reviewed the data from Gabriel’s procedure.
The success of Ferrin, the director, and now Gabriel had solidified his belief in the potential of his unique method of creating beast-tamers.
The creatures of Pangea had decent potential and they had increased resistance to the abyss. He wasn’t content to stop at Ferrin, the director and Gabriel. If he wanted to protect himself, his family, and those he cared about, he needed more than just a handful of allies. He needed a powerful organization full of talents—a network of individuals who were not only strong but utterly devoted to him.
The thought lingered in his mind as he leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. If I’m strong enough—if I have enough powerful subordinates—then I’ll have nothing to fear.
Not the Abyss. Not even the Order if they do decide to try and exploit him and his contracts against his will.
But the challenge was finding the right people. The amount of energy used by Pangea to purify corruption was limited and regenerated at a slow rate, and the secret had to remain closely guarded. He couldn’t afford to recruit just anyone. He needed individuals who were competent, loyal, and had a reason to be fiercely dedicated to him.
Based on his current calculations, Kain determined that Pangea could currently purify around 17 more individuals at the same time if all infected, for a total of 20, without affecting the lives on the planet.
However, as his strength increased, he knew that this number could increase drastically.
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Kain’s thoughts turned to some the criteria he planned to use when recruiting. Above all the requirements for their personality were above all else. Regardless of how talented they were, they were useless if they were not loyal to him.
Additionally, people who were desperate, for whatever reason, to become beast-tamers should be prioritized, rather than just people that were already content with their lives and becoming a beast-tamer would just be a cherry on top of their already decent lives. These were the kind of people who would value the opportunity he offered and remain loyal out of gratitude and necessity. But finding them wouldn’t be easy. He couldn’t just walk up to strangers and ask if they wanted to become beast-tamers and how badly they wanted it.
This whole plan would take time and couldn’t be rushed.
For now, Kain decided to focus on his immediate responsibilities.
The re-ranking at Dark Moon College had been canceled due to the ongoing chaos in the Empire, so he remained in the top five. This gave him access to valuable resources and privileges, but it also meant he had to maintain his performance. He threw himself back into his studies, having fallen behind in several classes, and focused on balancing his academic responsibilities with his work as an evolutionary planner. Read new chapters at novelbuddy
Since he discovered the new evolutionary forms for the Silkworm pathway, his reputation continued to grow, and he found himself taking on even more high-profile clients. Although exhausted, he knew the benefits of expanding his network, especially if he wanted to build his own organization—it also helped that the compensation they provided to him for relatively menial tasks was ridiculously high…
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Kain sat in the opulent sitting room of Lord Alaric Veylen, a nobleman whose family had once been among the most influential in Dark Moon City.
The Veylen family had a long and prestigious history, their ancestors having played a key role in the city’s founding centuries ago and had even held important positions in Dark Moon College long ago.
They had once boasted several high-level beast-tamers, including an 8-star beast-tamer at their prime. But those days were long gone. The family had fallen into decline, their power waning with each generation. Now, the strongest among them was Lord Alaric himself, a 5-star beast-tamer whose skills and affinity were mediocre at best.
The room itself was a testament to the family’s faded glory. The walls were adorned with gaudy tapestries depicting the Veylen family’s past triumphs, their colors faded and threads frayed.
Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, their light reflecting off the gold-leafed furniture and marble floors. The decor was ostentatious, a desperate attempt to cling to the grandeur of a long-gone era. Kain couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity for the man sitting across from him. The decline of their family seemed irreversible, and yet he used all kinds of methods to seemingly try and show others that they had not declined—such as hiring Kain at a ridiculously high price.
Lord Alaric Veylen was a large man, his rotund frame barely contained by the finely tailored suit he wore. His face was round and flushed, his jowls quivering slightly as he spoke—which he did a lot of: about his family, about himself, about Kain…
His thinning hair was slicked back with an excessive amount of oil, and his fingers were adorned with rings that sparkled with gemstones of every color. Despite his unattractive appearance, there was a certain charm to his demeanor—a mix of arrogance and flattery that made it hard to dislike him entirely.
"Ah, Kain, my boy!" Lord Alaric boomed, his voice echoing through the room. "It’s an honor to have you here. Truly, an honor. I’ve heard so much about your work. You’re quite the prodigy, aren’t you?"
Kain smiled politely, though he couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable under the man’s intense gaze. "Thank you, Lord Veylen. I’m just doing my best to help the Empire where I can."
"Modest too!" Lord Alaric laughed, his belly jiggling with the effort. "A rare quality in someone so talented. But enough flattery—let’s get down to business, shall we?"
Kain nodded, pulling out a notebook and pen. "Of course. You mentioned you wanted me to optimize the evolutionary plan for your spiritual creature. I have the plan right here…"
The task this time was a relatively simple request.
Honestly, any professional beast-tamer could have probably completed the task, but the man was insistent on Kain and offered several times the market price to get him.
Kain wasn’t sure if he just wanted to meet the young and famous evolutionary planner, or if as a prideful nobleman he insisted on having ’the best’ for even the most simple of tasks. But Kain wasn’t complaining…It took him less than an hour to earn the amount of completing 10 similar requests.
Quickly leaving the manor and shaking off Lord Alaric’s desperate attempts to keep him, Kain left the manor and stepped out into the bustling streets of Dark Moon City, however, he felt an odd sensation—a prickling at the back of his neck, as if he were being watched.
Kain paused, his senses sharpening as he scanned the area. The street was crowded, filled with merchants, students, and beast-tamers going about their day. But amidst the chaos, he couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching him with hostile intent. His gaze swept over the crowd, searching for anything out of the ordinary, but he saw nothing.
Still, the sensation lingered. Kain’s instincts told him to be cautious.
He activated Threads of Destiny, his spiritual skill allowing him to sense the faint traces of energy around him. As Kain’s proficiency in the skill grew, he picked up more details from the threads. There was something unusual—a flicker of resentment, a spark of anger—but it was too faint to pinpoint.
Intrigued, Kain decided to investigate. He moved through the crowd, his movements casual but deliberate, as he tried to trace the source of the hostile gaze. Whoever it was, they were skilled at staying hidden. But Kain wasn’t one to give up easily.
