Beast Tamer: I Can See Evolution Paths

Just as they arrived at the entrance of the hall, the scattered staff inside cast strange glances at Asher and his group.

It was as if their eyes were saying: Wow, 'three guys... oh, wait, two guys and one girl.'

'Hold on?'

'Why does the one sandwiched in the middle seem to be... a guy?'

Was there something wrong with their vision?

Or had society evolved so fast that they could no longer keep up with the trends?

For instance... legalized polygamy?

Asher, who inexplicably understood the looks in their eyes: "..."

What the hell—

Approaching the entrance, Asher abruptly accelerated, pushing the two people beside him aside and striding inside.

Iris, hearing movement at the door, turned her head and saw Asher walking quickly, as if some dreadful ghost were chasing him.

Subconsciously, Iris wanted to laugh out loud.

'Asher, oh Asher. Even you have your moments.'

"Professor Iris, could you tone down that gloating look in your eyes a bit?" Asher sat down beside Iris.

"What gloating? Nonsense, I'm not that kind of person." Iris snorted lightly at his words. After a pause, she added, "I'm just reasonably enjoying the spectacle."

Asher didn't want to respond.

Thankfully, the seating arrangements in the hall were somewhat flexible. Professors in similar research fields sat together, breeders of comparable skill levels sat together, and most newcomers stuck with their mentors—just as they should.

Jessica and Aeron followed behind Aeron's father. Although they occasionally glanced at Asher's direction, they couldn't recklessly rush over from the other side of the hall in the presence of so many professors, scholars, and senior breeders.

However... their gazes on Asher grew increasingly resentful.

Other people didn't notice, but Iris nearly laughed out loud: "How do you know those two?"

"...I accidentally watched a battle between them yesterday when I first arrived." Asher sighed.

And then they stuck to him.

"Jessica is a distant relative of Harvey Homer, the old patriarch of the Homer family. She has a remarkable talent for nurturing pet beasts, somewhat reminiscent of Harvey Homer himself. The East Noctern Province Breeders' Association clearly sees her as the next Homer patriarch to invest in and cultivate," Iris said with a smile.

"Whether Jessica can actually reach Harvey Homer's level someday remains to be seen... but their methods sometimes leave much to be desired," Iris shook her head as she spoke.

Asher's face showed curiosity. "Sounds like there's some backstory here?"

"It's nothing much—just excessive expectations, verbal pressure, conflicts among peers... small yet significant issues," Iris spread her hands. "Adults might not see a problem with it, but when it falls on barely grown teenagers who are prone to angst... who knows?"

Asher thought: 'That sounds all too accurate.'

Recalling the odd vibes Jessica gave off during their conversation yesterday, Asher had to admit Iris was spot-on in her observations.

He shook his head.

No comment.

At most... he'd just be a bit more patient when Jessica clung to him.

When the topic shifted to Aeron, Iris's face took on a look of intrigue: "By the way, you should know this event is exclusively for professors and scholars researching pet beast evolution, along with breeders. Even the younger attendees are promising talents from various provinces and cities."

Asher nodded. "Yes... wait, but Aeron doesn't fit into either of those categories, does he?"

Listening to Iris's words, Asher realized something was off.

"Aeron comes from the Rothschild family—just wealthy folks if you look back a generation or two. However, starting with Aeron's grandfather, three consecutive generations awakened Beastmaster potential. Due to his grandfather, both Aeron and his father contracted Baby Dragons as their first Beasts," Iris said with a knowing smile.

"So, a legendary dragon lineage?" Asher clicked his tongue in amazement.

Three generations of Beastmasters, all contracting Baby Dragons? To outsiders, it might look like they'd stumbled upon a dragon nest.

"Wait a second..." A thought struck Asher. "Could it be that Aeron's grandfather contracted an Ancestral Dragon?"

His question came with a tone of certainty.

Iris nodded. "Indeed, and not just any Ancestral Dragon—it's a rare one with a King attribute."

Asher's brow furrowed slightly as he recalled the Baby Dragon evolution path he'd seen yesterday. The final form was... the Jargon Dragon King.

"So, is it possible," Asher speculated, "that the Ancestral Dragon has an unknown evolution form beyond its current evolution?"

Iris, who had been casually chatting with Asher, suddenly perked up. The languid posture disappeared as her eyes turned sharp. "Why would you think that?"

"Uh..."

Asher trusted Iris, but he hesitated about how much to reveal and how to phrase it.

"Because you mentioned Aeron's grandfather's Ancestral Dragon has a King attribute, which is unusual. Not all Ancestral Dragons have that attribute." Asher raised a brow and countered confidently, "Don't you find that strange?"

Normally, if a specific evolution form possessed a King attribute, any Beast evolving into that form should share it. Yet, most Ancestral Dragons lacked it, with only occasional exceptions.

Asher's reasoning was sound, and Iris didn't press further: "You've got quite the sharp mind. Plenty of professors researching pet beast evolution have heard about this Ancestral Dragon, but few considered this angle."

"Still, it's better when the mind is fresh," Iris said, nodding as if in approval.

She glanced at Asher's head with an expression like a farmer inspecting a perfectly ripe watermelon. It seemed she was just shy of patting or tapping it.

"Most pet beast evolution scholars think this Ancestral Dragon's King attribute comes from its status as the undisputed leader of its species—Baby Dragons, Julie Dragons, and Ancestral Dragons alike."

The King attribute wasn't considered a true extraordinary attribute but more of an aura or symbol of identity.

If an Ancestral Dragon were the unequivocal ruler of its species, having the King attribute would make sense.

"No, I still think there's an evolution form beyond the Ancestral Dragon," Asher insisted after hearing Iris's explanation.

Iris did have a point but combining the known clues and reverse reasoning with Eyes of Insight, Asher wouldn't be wrong: "This explanation sounds plausible, but it still doesn't fully make sense."

The dragon attribute was the proudest and most untamable among all attributes of Beasts. Even when tamed by humans, forming a contract with a dragon-attribute Beast still carried a life-threatening risk.

After all, Dragons would never bow to the weak.

Only by showing strength could one truly earn a dragon's submission.

If this was how dragon-attribute Beasts treated humans, how much worse would it be toward their own kind?

Not better.

Only more temperamental and defiant.

To become the leader of all Ancestral Dragons?

Beating them into submission was a given, but that alone wasn't enough.

For Aegis Rothschild's Ancestral Dragon to even allow the younglings of its kind to form contracts with Aegis Rothschild's sons and grandsons, Asher could only conclude one possibility—this Ancestral Dragon had the potential to evolve into an Jargon Dragon King or was already in the process of evolving.

With suppression from strength, bloodline, and dominance in the clan, the pressure was absolute, leaving the group speechless.

As for any resistance… Asher wasn't sure.

As long as this Aegis Rothschild's Ancestral Dragon hadn't truly evolved into an Jargon Dragon King, it wasn't a true king.

"Actually, someone previously proposed an idea similar to yours," Iris suddenly spoke.

Asher: "Hmm?"

Hearing that piqued Asher's interest.

If he was reverse-engineering based on results, then the person who proposed this idea before him must have been innovative.

"Also a professor specializing in beast evolution? I wonder if there's a chance to talk with them," Asher expressed interest in this forward-thinking professor.

"No chance." Iris glanced at Asher. "She's already switched careers and is no longer a beast evolution scholar."

Asher showed a look of regret.

"Becoming an excellent beast evolution professor or scholar has never been easy. Some enter, while others leave. Although she's no longer a scholar, aren't you still here? I have high hopes for you." Iris rested her chin on her hand, smiling faintly. "This topic… can't be explored for now, but there will be opportunities."

It felt like Iris was giving Asher a guarantee.

If Asher wanted, she would ensure he had access to topics related to Ancestral Dragon evolution.

Asher hesitated.

If he admitted now that his dream was to become a powerful beast tamer, would he get scolded?

Definitely!

He didn't even have to say it—just seeing Iris's eyes told him so. Thus, Asher wisely shut his mouth and refused to answer.

Unaware of Asher's conversation with Professor Damien, Iris couldn't have imagined that this rising star in beast evolution aimed to become a powerful beast tamer.

"So, the Rothschild family's three generations are all striving to become strong beast tamers. If they continue for a few more generations, becoming a legendary dragon family isn't impossible." She chuckled, steering the topic back to the original gossip. "Here's something interesting—several months ago, Aeron, out of nowhere, decided to pivot toward beast evolution studies."

That was how Aeron ended up here.

"Pfft… among the battle-crazed Rothschild family, a research-focused seedling suddenly emerged. Honestly, it's an intriguing piece of gossip."

Asher knows the crux of the issue Bai: "…"

Interesting?

Not at all.

Asher found it anything but amusing.

He even wanted to grab Aeron by the collar and shake him, asking what went wrong or if his brain got waterlogged.

Why not stick to the battle route?

Wouldn't becoming a proper beast tamer be much more satisfying?

Aeron: "Not satisfying. I'm determined to follow in my goddess's footsteps."

Asher: "…"

Before the formal meeting began, Asher was bombarded with gossip.

He started looking at Iris differently.

Judging by her appearance, Iris seemed like a cold and aloof goddess.

But once she opened her mouth, Iris could reveal everyone's gossip. Just how much time did she spend keeping up with these things?

Listening to the drama between Jessica and Aeron was one thing.

But Asher really didn't need to know that Aeron's father was an incurable, world-class, over-the-top chunibyo. In his youth, he loved being called "Greg Rothschild."

As long as someone called him "Greg Senior," he'd smash through any trouble.

"Actually, he still likes being called that now, but Aegis Rothschild punished him," Iris whispered in Asher's ear. "If you ever run into unsolvable trouble and meet this senior, you can try calling him that."

The initiative? Rock solid.

A free fighter acquired just like that.

"I tried it—it's super effective," Iris winked at Asher with a smile.

Asher was speechless.

He glanced at the cold-faced "Greg Rothschild" senior again, amazed that someone who seemed like a cool tough guy on the outside secretly enjoyed this kind of thing.

Hmm…

Those wary, suspicious eyes from before? Asher didn't want to overthink them.

The mental world of an overaged chuunibyou didn't interest him—not one bit.

Asher strongly suspected that Aeron's nickname, "Air Rothschild," was the name his father really wanted to give him deep down.

And then got vetoed by Aegis Rothschild again, turning "Air Rothschild" into "Aeron."

Aeron should truly thank his wonderful grandfather.

After hearing plenty more interesting gossip, the attendees of the event finally gathered.

Henry and Marie were among them.

Harry didn't come, but Jane did.

As breeders and professors specializing in pet evolution from NY City, their presence here was justified.

Asher listened to a storm of academic terminology.

While most of it came from books he'd read, when these people spoke, their lengthy and incomprehensible research findings turned into something far too complex for him.

Asher silently complained in his mind.

Too much rambling.

He could understand well-written papers. These people spoke so much—it was either deliberate gatekeeping or sheer lack of skill.

In short, Asher almost fell asleep. The day's meeting finally ended.

What was discussed and concluded…

Asher only remembered, "Tomorrow, another one…"

He immediately turned to Iris: "Can I skip tomorrow?"

No need.

Absolutely no need.

This meeting had nothing to do with him.

The time would be better spent training and meditating. Little Raven was almost suffocating in his mental sea.

If not for Asher's constant spiritual comfort, Little Raven might have already leapt out.

Fortunately, knowing there were many people around, Asher lowered his voice so only Iris could hear.

Iris completely understood Asher's feelings.

The same. Everyone felt the same. No one liked these meetings. Otherwise, why would they happen only once every three to five years?

If they happened annually, people would definitely find all sorts of excuses to skip them. A sparse turnout would embarrass both the Beast Tamer Alliance and the Breeder Association. It was better to hold them every few years and make the environment comfortable, turning it into a vacation of sorts.

"Fine, skip tomorrow." Iris started to agree but then quickly added, "But you can't leave early. The last day has activities."

Seeing Asher's slightly regretful expression, Iris felt thankful she added that.

Asher really looked like he wanted to leave.

Iris gave Asher a disappointed look: "Why can't you just enjoy things?"

"Stop thinking about training all the time. Hasn't your Little Raven already reached Tier 4?" Iris said earnestly. "Also, you haven't met the beast tamer who cultivated the refined fire pet. Do you really want to leave without that?"

Asher's eyes lit up.

Asher's eyes suddenly lit up.

That's right.

Too many chaotic things had happened yesterday, almost making Asher forget his most important goal.

"Fine, I won't leave. I'll stay here and train," Asher didn't argue with Iris's words.

In the following days...

Just as Asher had said, he stayed in the room, soaking in the hot spring and meditating with Little Raven.

The last special attribute skill was also completed during these days of training. Perhaps it was due to the comfortable environment or because Little Raven's training had reached a certain level... In any case, it just happened naturally—Little Raven learned a new special attribute skill.

Whether it was fire attribute skills or special attribute skills, they had now met the requirements.

All that remained was to familiarize himself further with these skills.

Thus, compared to exercising and combat, Asher focused more on extending his meditation time.

After meditating for three consecutive hours, when Asher opened his eyes, he felt as if his mind was blank, completely in tune with his body, indifferent to the outside world.

Immediately after...

Asher felt two scorching gazes coming from his side.

Suddenly struck by a sense of foreboding, Asher: "..."

He didn't want to turn his head at all.

Could he pretend that his meditation hadn't ended yet?

Asher quickly wanted to close his eyes again, but it was already too late.

Two hours ago, Jessica and Aeron had arrived at Asher's room. Initially, they waited earnestly for him to finish meditating. Later, they got so bored that they started playing mahjong together.

Bored.

It was just too boring.

Finally, when they saw Asher wake up, Jessica and Aeron lunged toward him.

"I hadn't seen you these past few days, and I thought you were slacking off in your room. Who would've guessed you were meditating? And for over two hours at a time?" Jessica's voice was full of astonishment. "Asher, you're incredible."

Aeron nodded furiously beside him, "Yeah, yeah, every time my grandpa makes me meditate, the moment I close my eyes, my mind fills with all sorts of nonsense. I just can't calm down."

The two flanked Asher from either side.

Once again feeling the awkwardness of being caught in the middle, Asher had learned to push them aside reasonably: "Keep your distance."

"Hey, we're like brother and sister!" Jessica said with a grin.

Aeron added, "You'll get used to it!"

The two were very good at talking to themselves.

However, under Asher's persistent resistance, they maintained a distance slightly closer than normal social boundaries.

Amidst this back-and-forth...

Originally nestled on Asher's head, meditating and eventually falling asleep, Little Raven—a tiny black ball—suddenly lost its balance and rolled off Asher's head.

When it landed on the carpet, it made a "plop" sound.

Suddenly awakened, Little Raven: 'Who is the bird? Where is the bird? What happened to the bird? (•◇•)'

Little Raven blinked its beady black eyes foolishly, only to meet a pair of astonished gazes.

"You... you..." Aeron's hand trembled as he pointed at Little Raven.

'Wait a second.'

'Why does this bird look so familiar? Isn't this the very Oriental Peacock I had tried to contract back then but was rejected?'

A mutated Oriental Peacock, as tiny and entirely pitch-black as Little Raven, was extremely rare.

Aeron recognized Little Raven at a glance.

Asher: "!"

'Uh-oh.'

He had forgotten about that.

Before Asher could react or say something, Aeron had already snapped out of his shock. He clasped Little Raven in both hands and picked it up from the carpet.

Aeron kept rambling, "I even asked you back then. Too bad I couldn't find you; otherwise, I really wanted to contract you. After all, we went through hardships together, and not every Beast Master and pet can have that kind of bond."

Little Raven: '?'

'The bird's Beast Master changed?'

Little Raven glanced at Asher.

Asher scratched his nose. How was he supposed to explain this?

"This bird... is the second Beast you mentioned wanting to contract?" Jessica scrutinized Little Raven from head to toe and then activated her talent skill, Insight.

"Mutated Oriental Peacock?"

"Reverse mutation... flight ability impaired, vocalization ability impaired..."

"Intermediate Tier Four?"

"Fire Dance?"

"Flicker Magic?"

She muttered the labels she saw one by one, and with each one, the confusion and shock on her face deepened.

No... seriously?

These labels were just too outrageous.

As someone with the same talent as Old Master Homer, Jessica had honed her skill to perfection.

When activated, Insight allowed her to see a series of tags about Beasts, detailing their strength, learned skills, personality, and more.

The stronger one's spiritual power and ability, the more tags they could see.

It was said that Old Master Homer, having fully mastered this talent, could even discern an Beast's flaws and strengths to tailor optimal training plans.

"This Oriental Peacock's strength is ridiculously off the charts!" Jessica exclaimed in disbelief.

First, she glanced at Aeron. Then, realizing it was Asher's pet, she turned to him: "Tell me, how did you manage to train a Oriental Peacock that had worsened due to reverse mutation into an Intermediate Tier Four in such a short time?"

"How long has it even been?"

Given her relationship with Aeron, Jessica was somewhat aware of what had happened during their last encounter.

If Asher had contracted this Oriental Peacock after that, it had been less than three months.

Was she supposed to believe that this bird had been so powerful even before being contracted?

Jessica's mind was in chaos.

She wished there were a third option because the first two made no sense.

Asher, curious about Jessica's talent, was intrigued by how she saw "tags" on creatures.

So this was Insight—like seeing price tags on items in a store, except these tags detailed Beasts' information.

Asher waved at Little Raven, who promptly abandoned Aeron, flapping its wings to land lightly on Asher's head.

Asher sighed, used to Little Raven's antics, while Aeron watched the bird fly away with a betrayed look, as if glaring at a scumbag.

Little Raven: m(⊙▽⊙)m

'The bird only has one Beast Master. Stop staring at me like that.'

'The bird won't switch Beast Masters—ever.'

Detecting Little Raven's resolve, Aeron's gaze shifted from Little Raven to Asher, filled with sorrow.

"I was here first... why..."

It was as if the season of heartbreak had arrived again...

Asher: "Shut up already. Little Raven has been my pet from the start."

He rubbed his temples, resigned.

He hadn't wanted to bring this up with Aeron, worried it would cause unnecessary trouble. However, he hadn't anticipated Aeron's stubbornness over Little Raven.

"I contracted Little Raven during summer break. I know what you're referring to," Asher said bluntly. "What happened in the buffer zone—I know about that too. Little Raven being caught was an accident. The poacher made a mistake since Little Raven had already been contracted to me at the time."

With a few straightforward words, Asher shattered Aeron's illusions.

Aeron: ?

"So…" Aeron stopped feeling resentful and started to feel confused instead. "When I said I wanted Little Raven to voluntarily form a contract with me back then…" 'Was the look Little Raven gave me one of disdain and treating me like an idiot?'

"Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter. So it turns out, kid, back then you were dead set on forming a contract with a pet beast that already had a Beast Master." Jessica couldn't hold back her laughter, nearly falling over with how much she was gloating. "When Little Raven heard your words back then, it must've been thinking: MADZZ."

Aeron felt aggrieved.

He wanted to shout it out, and shout it out loud: "I didn't know, okay. Who could've thought that a transcendent creature caught by poachers to be sold off would already have a Beast Master? I didn't notice anything at all and thought I had struck gold."

He was clearly misled by those poachers.

Otherwise, he would never have made such a mistake.

After finishing her laugh, Jessica leaned forward, full of curiosity. "So, what was Little Raven's condition when you formed the contract?"

She had just been wishing for a third option, and who knew? That third option actually existed.

Jessica: 'NICE!'

It seemed like heaven was still looking out for her.

If she had formed a contract with this Oriental Peacock back during the summer vacation, as long as its initial condition wasn't too bad, and given its current power, it shouldn't be… too unreasonable, right?

Jessica wasn't very confident in her thoughts.

Asher briefly described Little Raven's condition back then.

"Basically, just like what you saw. A bad mutation direction, middling strength, and it could only use one skill."

As he spoke, even Asher started to feel a little dazed.

Yes, back when he first encountered Little Raven, it was just a small, weak bird. Yet over two hundred days had passed, and Little Raven had gradually revealed its powerful potential.

This was partly due to Asher's efforts, but it also came from Little Raven's own hard work.

Thinking about this, Asher smiled.

Little Raven, perched on Asher's head, felt his good mood. It tilted its head, and its own mood became brighter.

'Nice!'

'When the Beast Master is happy, the bird is happy too!'

Initially, when Asher mentioned the third option, Jessica had been constantly imagining that the situation wasn't as bad as it seemed. However, after hearing Little Raven's initial stats, she was completely shocked.

"…What was Little Raven's power level back then?"

"Second-tier, intermediate level. That's the data provided by the breeding base."

"…"

Jessica held her forehead. "I feel like you're joking with me."

Second-tier intermediate, and it could only use one skill… "What skill did Little Raven know back then?"

"Hawkeye."

Asher was committed to answering every question.

But Jessica felt her brain had completely gone into chaos.

A terrible mutation direction, sacrificing its flying and vocal abilities, meant that the Oriental Peacock had completely lost its attack capabilities. Its strength was only at second-tier intermediate, and the only skill it had was Hawkeye… If it were her, she couldn't even imagine how to begin training such a Oriental Peacock.

This was an absolutely terrible starting point.

Not to mention that Little Raven was just a small bundle. In terms of pure strength, it definitely had no advantage either.

But Asher managed to turn such a disastrous start into what it was now.

"Tell me, did you form a contract with it during the summer of your first year in high school?" Jessica almost grabbed Asher by the shoulders, shaking him for confirmation. "Come on, admit it. You and Little Raven must have struggled through countless hardships, spending nearly two years to achieve this level of power, right?"

"That has to be it."

Even though this kind of starting point was still outrageous for a two-year effort, it was better than believing that Asher had only spent a little over 200 days, around seven months, less than a year, to transform a transcendent creature she thought of as "trash" into this.

However…

Asher didn't go along with her this time. "It was during the summer of my second year in high school. Mainly because I couldn't get approval before then."

And that was already thanks to some backdoor connections.

Jessica: "…"

Jessica was in despair. Jessica gave up. Jessica stopped thinking.

"Wow! That's really amazing." Although Aeron wasn't a trainer, having grown up around plenty of them, he looked amazed after hearing Asher's explanation. "I feel like you're the son my dad has always dreamed of…"

The latter half of his sentence was muttered so quietly it sounded like grumbling from his throat. But Asher, who accidentally heard it loud and clear, stayed silent for a moment before calmly pretending he hadn't heard anything.

Right.

An accident. All of it was an accident.

"Wait!" Jessica, who had been lying flat in defeat, suddenly jumped up again, her gaze fixed on Asher… or rather, Little Raven on Asher's head.

Whether Little Raven was ignited or not, Asher didn't know, but he definitely felt the patch of scalp under Little Raven heating up as if it was about to catch fire.

"Didn't Little Raven's mutation direction make it lose its ability to fly?" Jessica spoke rapidly, as if discovering something. "But just now, when Little Raven was flying, there wasn't a single problem, and it even seemed faster than a normal Oriental Peacock."

"Could it have been misdiagnosed back then? Maybe there's some kind of unexpected factor. Maybe Little Raven's mutation direction wasn't that bad after all."

Otherwise, she really couldn't figure it out.

Jessica felt her guess made sense.

"That's not it. Little Raven did start with a mix of flapping and fluttering, and even now, it still has that habit because its flying ability wasn't very good at first."

Asher wasn't trying to shatter Jessica's understanding, but these things… even if he wanted to keep them hidden, anyone who put effort into investigating could find them out. After all, the breeding base still had records of Little Raven's condition.

Rather than lying to hide it, it was better to openly explain it.

As for whether they believed it, that wasn't something Asher could control.

"The improvement in its flying ability happened after Little Raven awakened the skill King's Aura." Asher didn't mention the bloodline awakening but attributed everything to the King's Aura skill instead.

Besides, Little Raven's partial bloodline awakening was indeed triggered by learning King's Aura.

Jessica: "?"

Aeron: "?"

"A Oriental Peacock… Little Raven… actually awakened a skill like King's Aura?"

The two exchanged looks, both feeling like Asher was pulling their leg.

Asher shrugged. "You can find out in a match, no need to bluff you. Besides, plenty of people at the NY City Rookie Training Grounds know about this. You can ask anyone and confirm it."

The best way to keep a secret wasn't lying—it was just telling the truth.

For phenomena that were hard to explain, "I don't know either" worked perfectly as a cover.

There were countless incomprehensible occurrences with beasts, weren't there?

The human brain would always rationalize once it received accurate information.

Now, Aeron and Jessica were utterly baffled. The shock Asher and Little Raven brought them was so overwhelming that they forgot they had come to invite Asher to team up with them for tomorrow's activity. Completely forgot.

———

Back in the main hall of their suite.

"Did you manage to invite him?" Greg Rothschild casually asked as he came out of his room.

Aeron and Jessica froze for a moment, then looked regretful as they lowered their heads. Their expressions changed so quickly they could put on a face-changing performance.

Greg Rothschild: "?"

"He didn't agree?" Greg Rothschild's brows furrowed, his face turning into a pie chart of three parts seriousness, three parts disdain, and four parts anger. He looked like he was ready to storm off and confront Asher as soon as they nodded.

"Dad!" Aeron shouted helplessly, frustrated. "Calm your divine powers. We forgot, okay?"

Jessica nodded on the side. "Uncle Rothschild, it was us. We just got distracted and forgot to bring it up with Asher."

"Oh."

Greg Rothschild's overbearing expression instantly vanished, returning to his usual taciturn demeanor. "You're young, and your memory is already this bad. Looks like you need more training."

Aeron rolled his eyes.

Every single day.

His dad only ever thought about making him stronger and training him to achieve the majestic aura of a tiger commanding all beasts. Nothing else ever crossed his mind.

"The main thing is that I was too overwhelmed by the shock. I feel like my head is still buzzing..." As soon as Aeron saw his dad, he managed to pull himself out of the state of shock brought on by Asher. However, for Jessica, whose dream was to surpass Elder Homer, she simply couldn't break free from that overwhelming feeling of astonishment.

Her mind was still completely blank.

"What did he say?" Greg Rothschild asked.

With a blank expression, Jessica recounted the details of Asher's Little Raven. The serious look on Greg Rothschild's face gradually turned into one of puzzlement.

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