The First Legendary Beast Master - Chapter 1195: Breakfast At The Beach

Chapter 1195: Breakfast At The Beach

“Sir, Madam, welcome. We’re just finishing the first round of breakfast for those who need to get through their morning tasks before the morning sun gets too warm. You don’t mind waiting a moment, do you?” The Orcish woman cooking asked.

“No problem at all. Let me go collect Button, and we will keep her out from underfoot until the food is ready.” Dana agreed.

The Orc laughed, and gestured to the small stack of pancakes beside the other grill.

“If she becomes a handful, just give her one in a different flavour. Having food in both hands short circuits her brain, and she doesn’t know what to do.”

Button laughed, but Karl noticed that she didn’t deny it.

Dana led them to a blanket laid out on the sand, and sat down with the young dragon in her arms as Button prattled on about the varieties of fish that lived in the lake, and the relative merits of the flavour of each of them.

“The only one that I wouldn’t eat is Bob. Bob ate one of the water elemental stones that are forming at the bottom of the lake, and I think that he’s going to evolve into a proper magical beast soon.

I hope nobody fishes him up before then.” Button finished.

“Oh? Actual magical beasts living in the Tiny World would be quite something. You know, before we left our hometown, Karl paid someone to start a farm to raise magical beasts so that they could be bonded partners and friends to people.” Dana informed her.

Button’s eyes lit up with excitement.

Literally.

“You started a petting zoo? But where you can take them home? That is awesome. I asked the others, but they said that it would never work out. Something about magical beasts not being able to become a Druid’s partner.”

Karl nodded. “They’re not wrong. Druids can’t bond them as partners. But there are some classes that can. Mine is one of them, and I have a skill for Druids and Rangers who have reached the bottleneck of their class that will let a magical or divine beast to choose to bond with them.”

“The beast gets to choose?” Button asked, confused by the concept.

“I am a Beast Master, you see. Well, a Beast Master Champion now. My class is focused on the beasts, so instead of a skill that forces them to bond with someone who has a class, it works the other way around.

The skill is used on the beast, and then they get to pick their partner.” Karl explained.

Button smirked. “I’m a magical beast. Does that mean that you could use the skill on me and let me adopt someone?”

Dana poked her on the nose. “No causing trouble for others. You’ve already been adopted by the whole village, you don’t need a skill for that.”

“But I talked to Cara the other day, and she gets her own spot for naps where nobody can come wake her up and make her work.” Button pouted.

“Karl can wake her up at any time when she’s in her space. If you got the new nap spot, whoever it was bonded to would be responsible for making sure that you didn’t miss your shifts. But when you grow up, you might have different priorities.” Dana reminded the little dragon.

Button frowned at her. “How could something be more important than having a friend that you can bother forever?”

Dana smirked at Karl. “You know, her methodology might be flawed, but I do believe that she has ended up at the right conclusion anyhow.”

A teenaged Elf set down a stack of breakfast burritos next to them, and then a pitcher of iced tea on the sand beside the blanket.

“Don’t go corrupting our button. Her innocence is one of her selling points.” She warned.

Dana ruffled the little dragon’s hair, making the branches shake.

“Of course not. Did you want to join us for breakfast, or did you have work to do?” She asked.

“Sure, I’ll join you. I’m on the same schedule as Button, so I’m off all day today.”

It didn’t take Dana long to realize the situation. She was the group’s babysitter, for the lack of a better word.

While the only relative that Button had in the group was her older sister, the elder Forest Dragon had duties to attend to that kept her busy for most of the day, so someone needed to keep Button out of trouble.

She was the youngest of the group, with the appearance of a girl no more than five, as there were no men in the village that had transferred here. Though, with the speed Dragons naturally aged at, she should be at least ten or fifteen years old.

Still very much a child, but one with enough power and capability to fetch eggs in the morning.

A lot of eggs, it seemed.

“Exactly how many chickens do you have?” Karl asked as he watched the cooks pour another pitcher of mixed eggs onto the oiled grill.

“More than twenty.” Button announced confidently.

The Elf rolled her eyes. “While she is not wrong, I can’t say that she’s right.

There are four hundred chickens in the space, spread between four zones. Mostly they are present for pest control, but they also tear up the dirt and help improve soil quality.

The eggs are a bonus.”

Karl spread his mind through the space, and found what they meant. The chickens weren’t exactly free-range, they had erected magical barriers to keep them in a few acres worth of space.

But they were otherwise just roaming free, doing chicken things.

And it was helping both the soil and the plant life, as they had said.

“You know, we’re supposed to be on vacation, a pre wedding honeymoon, as we’re expecting to be busy afterward. So, why don’t we enjoy the day here?

Cara and Tian are both outside exploring the other space, but they can return at will.” Karl suggested.

He knew that they could because Cara had already been in and out of her space a few times, collecting items, and then taking items out.

Her thoughts said that she was preparing a treasure hunt, like a proper Trial Ground, for whoever came next, but she was keeping all the good rewards for herself and swapping them with stuff from her loot pile.