Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 408

Chapter 408: Chapter 408 - Tamers War - Ensuing Seedlings (2/2)

"What’s wrong with you?" Ren turned toward her, now more confused than ever. The familiar bold girl he had known for months seemed to have been replaced by someone completely different. "And why did you run away?"

"I didn’t run away," Liora protested, though her defensive position by the window suggested otherwise. "I just... need a moment to..."

"It’s for your own good," Ren insisted, beginning to walk toward her again, though now faster a and with more determination. "The fusion will make you much more powerful."

"I know!" Liora shook her head vigorously, her hair catching the light from her Will o’ Wisp. "But that doesn’t mean it has to be now!"

"Why not now?"

Another flash of blue light, and Liora appeared next to the door.

Ren stopped, finally beginning to realize that catching her would be more complicated than he had initially thought. The girl who had fearlessly explored dangerous caves with him was now fleeing from a simple magical procedure.

’What’s wrong with her?’

’I have no idea. You’re not mana creatures, so many of your behaviors confuse me... Good luck with that,’ responded the small mushroom with what might have been amusement.

"Liora," Ren said slowly, his voice taking on the careful tone of someone trying to solve a delicate puzzle, "is there any specific reason why you don’t want me to activate it for you?"

Liora’s blush intensified to the point where Ren was genuinely worried she might faint. The red in her cheeks seemed to merge with the blue of her fire in an anxious purple, it was so bright it almost seemed to glow with its own light.

"It’s not that I don’t want you to... I mean, it’s not bad, it’s just that... Argh!" She brought her hands to her face, covering her eyes as if she could hide from the entire situation. "Can’t you just do it from a distance?"

"It doesn’t work that way," Ren explained ’patiently’. "It needs physical contact."

"What kind of physical contact?"

The question was asked with such intensity that Ren blinked in surprise. There was something almost desperate in her voice, as if the answer would determine something of vital importance.

"What kind?" Ren thought for only a second and said the first thing that came to mind... what he had just done moments before. "Well, just... contact. Like when I hugged my parents."

Liora made a sound that might have been a muffled groan of despair.

Another luminous jump. This time Liora appeared behind the large bed that had Lin peacefully sleeping in one side of the room, using it as a barrier between them.

Ren felt his desperation to "help" mounting, so he jumped over the unsuspecting teacher with the determination of a kid trying to catch a particularly elusive but cute small creature.

Yet when he reached the table’s edge, Liora had already jumped again, appearing with another flash of light near a bookshelf.

"Actually," she said from her new position, her voice slightly breathless, "maybe we should wait until I return with the elders and leaders of my faction... and you activate them first."

"Liora," Ren sighed, now beginning to feel genuinely exasperated by the entire situation, "what is happening? Five minutes ago you were perfectly normal."

"I’m being perfectly normal!" Liora protested, though her jumping behavior around the room suggested otherwise.

"No, you’re not. You’re bouncing around the room like... like..."

"Like what?"

"Like you don’t want me to touch you," Ren finished, finally verbalizing what had been bothering him.

It was very strange. Liora pushed or grabbed him during training and often hit his shoulder to "make avoiding detection harder and funnier" when they explored the caves together... Although in recent weeks, he realized, those casual touches had become less and less frequent.

The silence that followed was so dense Ren could have cut it with Isaac’s dagger.

"It’s not that I don’t want..." Liora murmured finally, her voice barely audible, "it’s that..."

"It’s that what?"

"Your what?" he asked gently, his voice softening instinctively. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm