Beast Tamer

Cindy told Roger that the Beast Tamer's name was Rachel.

Rachel was once a resident of Dragon Tooth Village.

However, due to her eccentric nature, she left the village at a very young age and lived alone in the gravel piles to the south.

Then, one time.

Rachel mysteriously disappeared for several months.

When she returned, she was accompanied by a group of ferocious Flying Dragon Beasts.

These Flying Dragon Beasts obeyed only her commands.

From then on, she became the most respected figure on Yellowstone Island.

Rachel lived in seclusion and was not good with words, but she had a very kind heart.

She knew the Great Wetland like the back of her hand and was willing to use the considerable carrying capacity of her Flying Dragon Beasts to help others.

Many adventurers had ridden on Rachel's Flying Dragon Express.

Of course, the Flying Dragon Express was not free.

Cindy hinted to Roger:

Rachel's task might be more troublesome than her own commission.

Despite this.

Roger still wanted to talk to the Beast Tamer himself to see if she could take him across the wetland.

Roger's destination was Gem City.

Before setting out, he had asked Terry for directions.

Terry had drawn him a rough map.

From the map, it was clear that the Great Wetland was the biggest obstacle between Tongma Town and Gem City.

According to Terry.

Roger only needed to travel south through the wetland to reach a place called Paramount Manor.

That was Terry's hometown.

It was also a human settlement that was very friendly to outsiders.

Paramount Manor was just a stone's throw away from Gem City.

It possessed rich resources and beautiful land.

But at the same time, as the magical energy density increased, so did the number and strength of magical monsters.

The further south you went, the more dangerous it became.

This was common knowledge applicable to all of Mystra.

For Roger, the goal of Gem City was not that urgent.

His purpose in leaving Tongma Town was to seek more powerful monsters and a more complete human civilization.

Compared to the former, Roger actually cared more about the latter.

He was quite curious about the background of this world.

Especially after learning that this might be a game world, this curiosity became even more necessary.

Only in places with more complete heritage was it more likely to obtain information regarding history, culture, and the world view.

Up to this point.

Roger's understanding of Mystra was limited to the legend of the Celestial God's apocalypse told by the elders of Tongma Town.

Considering that in myths, absurd descriptions like "Nineteenth Ring Spells" could appear.

Roger was still skeptical about the authenticity of the myths.

After all, that was power close to level 190! ...

That afternoon.

Roger crossed Yellowstone Island, bypassed several groups of ill-intentioned refugees, and successfully found the Beast Tamer's residence.

Unfortunately, Rachel was not home.

The Flying Dragon Beasts mentioned by Cindy were also nowhere to be seen.

However, judging from the scattered droppings among the gravel piles, it was evident that some draconic creatures lived here.

"Cindy didn't lie."

Roger nodded inwardly.

Before coming, the Dragonkin Priest had told him:

Rachel had taken her Flying Dragon Beasts to the depths of the Swamp Land to forage and would likely not return for two to three days.

The many traces at the scene also confirmed this.

Despite this, Roger still had no intention of accepting Cindy's commission.

The next few days.

He set up camp at a safe spot between Dragon Tooth Village and the Beast Tamer's residence.

Besides waiting for Rachel's return, he wasn't idle either.

The monster resources near Yellowstone Island were very abundant.

There were many he hadn't seen before in the northern part of the Swamp Land.

Roger eagerly hunted these moving "attributes," hoping to find some prime ones.

To improve hunting efficiency.

He even specifically invited a villager from Dragon Tooth Village to be his guide.

Three days later, in the afternoon.

In the swamp land where water weeds grew wildly.

Several dried earthworms were gently broken apart and thrown into the water, creating ripples.

Two fish immediately noticed and swam over to compete for the food.

Unfortunately, before they could even take a few bites, they were pushed aside by a large, whiskered strange fish.

The strange fish flapped its tail, fiercely driving away the two fish, and began to enjoy the bait scattered on the water's surface by itself.

Just then, a thin black shadow suddenly stabbed over.

Pfft! Splashing water leaped high, and the strange fish was pierced through and through.

Following this action, the hunter, who had been disguised as a reed, finally revealed his true form.

"As expected of Lord Roger, such fast hand speed!"

Eric, with reeds on his head and dried earthworms in his hands, praised him sincerely.

Roger, as usual, remained expressionless.

He casually picked up Eric's fish spear and skillfully removed the strange fish from it.

"You have killed 1 Multi-Bearded Ball Fish"

"You have gained 2 XP"

"Your Light Resistance has slightly increased"

Seeing these attributes, Roger couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

This was the best attribute he had seen in three days.

Light Resistance likely referred to the resistance of the naked eye to sudden intense light.

This attribute was useful.

For example, it could effectively counter a Mage's "Dazzle Spell."

However, hunting Multi-Bearded Ball Fish extensively for this attribute seemed to have very low cost-effectiveness.

"Let's go to the next location."

Roger's tone was still calm.

Eric was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

"The next type of monster is the Lei Ze Whale, they look a bit like crocodiles..."

Eric led the way, introducing the monster's information in detail.

Over the past three days, under Eric's guidance, Roger had pretty much hunted all the monsters near Yellowstone Island.

A total of over thirty types of monsters, large and small.

Not a single attribute was useful! This made Roger question his life.

He even started contemplating the ultimate question of whether encountering the Magic Explosion Frog had already used up all of his luck for this lifetime.

Of course, there wasn't no good news.

At least over the past three days, he had successfully managed to get a handle on the background of Dragon Tooth Village through Eric and his sister, Jon.

Don't be fooled by Eric's full beard and his constant boasting about being the strongest hunter in Dragon Tooth Village.

In reality, this kid was only twenty years old...

In terms of experience, he was indeed richer than Jon, who was like a blank sheet of paper.

But in front of veterans like Roger, once his mouth was pried open, it was no different from being naked.

From Eric's words, Roger learned that Dragon Tooth Village had a long history, existing as a human settlement since the Great Cataclysm.

The key point was that, unlike other human settlements, Dragon Tooth Village had its own faith! Every winter, they held a grand celebration to express their reverence and submission to the supreme being they believed in.

What was peculiar, however.

No matter how Roger probed, Eric and Jon were unwilling to reveal what kind of being they believed in.

The other villagers also remained tight-lipped about it.

But considering the village's name and the profession of their leader, Roger had already formed a guess in his mind.

To set off for the habitat of the Thunder Marsh Beasts, Eric was preparing to guide Roger around a dangerous puddle ahead.

Just then, a fierce gust of wind suddenly sounded overhead.

Without even looking up, Eric said with a smile:

"Sister Rachel is back..."

Actually, he didn't need to remind him.

Roger had already noticed the group of flying dragons that suddenly swept across the Swamp Land at a low altitude.

He even noticed a small, hunched figure on the back of the first flying dragon beast that flew past.

"This flying posture... it's a bit strange."

As he thought this, his pupils suddenly constricted—

He saw arrows stuck in the undersides of several flying dragon beasts behind! They were bleeding as they flew!