Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 417

Chapter 417: Chapter 417 - Tamers War - Sacrifice

King Coleoran observed his daughter.

Selthia remained seated cross-legged before the massive Grand Crystal, her small hands resting on her knees while her closed eyes moved rapidly beneath her eyelids.

The sight never failed to unsettle him, his little girl communing with something ancient and alien, serving as a bridge between human understanding and cosmic intelligence.

King Coleoran watched his daughter with paternal pride but also growing anxiety.

At eleven years old, Selthia seemed impossibly small next to the abyssal energy emanating from the pulsating core of their power, but her hydra moved happily beneath her skin. The creature’s agitation was a constant reminder that his daughter’s body was fine.

Bringing her here, to the outskirts of the city where the Grand Crystal pulsed with ancestral power, was always stressful for him. Not because of physical dangers... the Iron and Bronze Ring monsters were nothing against his power, and most in the vicinity of the massive crystal were now corrupted in a way that made them docile in his presence.

There were also many strong guards with them, just outside the cave... there shouldn’t be any safety concerns.

But the girl was too valuable. She was irreplaceable.

It wasn’t that he cared for her now that he had discovered her value as an interpreter of the crystal. He already loved her, and deeply... his only daughter, his spoiled princess, the light of his darkest days.

But since her translations became more frequent and accurate, since he had discovered what she could truly accomplish...

No, since she discovered the method to create sextuples.

The crystal had told them through Selthia, piece by piece during weeks of careful sessions. The process was somewhat complicated, more tedious than difficult, but the promise was extraordinary. If they had a double tamer with Gold beasts, then they could easily create a sextuple now.

It was a marvel that could soon give them definitive victory in this war. Tamers with six beasts... power that would rival ancient legends, forces that could reshape the very balance of the world.

But they were missing something.

The incomplete knowledge gnawed at him like a persistent ache. So close to ultimate power, yet still lacking the final piece that would make it all possible.

"What else does it tell you about the mission, little star?" the King asked, his voice loaded with the urgency that had dominated his recent weeks.

Selthia frowned, her childish face wrinkling with the effort of translating voices that existed in frequencies human minds weren’t designed to comprehend.

There was still a small instability that Selthia had mentioned. She had warned that the method needed a small adjustment she didn’t yet fully understand.

But they had proceeded anyway.

War wouldn’t wait for perfection, and the pressure from multiple fronts demanded immediate action rather than cautious preparation.

"Daddy," Selthia’s soft voice pulled the King from his thoughts. Her eyes remained closed, but there was a line of concentration between her eyebrows that indicated intense mental effort.

"What is it, little star?"

"I’m not sure if I heard correctly because the word is strange," Selthia murmured, her head tilting slightly as if she were trying to hear something very distant. "It’s... a different name from the usual words for beasts or their parts."

The King moved closer, his heart accelerating. Any new information from the crystal could be crucial. Each revelation brought them closer to the power that would end this war and reunite his family.

"What did you understand? Anything you can tell me helps rather than having nothing."

Selthia frowned, clearly struggling with concepts that existed beyond normal language.

"It says they need ’accustomed centers’, not ’born centers’," she finally reported. "But I don’t know what that means."

The King considered the words, trying to find sense in what might be an imperfect translation of arcane concepts.

"Accustomed centers?" he murmured. "Maybe... experienced cores? Mature cores?"

Selthia shook her head, her connection with the crystal allowing her to test the suggestions directly, like consulting an ancient library that responded to thought rather than speech.

"No, those aren’t the right words... The first part is indeed ’cores’ though!"

"Human cores. ’Centers accustomed to mana, not born with it’. It’s the same thing to the crystal."