A Demon Beast's strength had a lot to do with its size. Judging by Xiao Bu's build, it had exceptional potential, and its future held no limits.
But Xiao Nuo, born with a weak constitution, would never have that chance. From what Ye Qinglan said, it would remain small and frail, a cub until the day it died. Thinking that Xiao Nuo would never soar through the sky or carry Red Beard aloft on the wind, Ye Chuqi suddenly felt sad.
"Is there no way to improve Xiao Nuo's condition?"
Ye Chuqi knew this world had a specialized profession called Beast Tamer. Captured Starhorn Horses, for example, were sent to Beast Tamers, who trained them before selling them to adventurers in need. Besides raising beast companions, Beast Tamers had a close affinity with Demon Beasts. They treated all manner of ailments in both wild beasts and companions alike—a remarkable profession that handled everything from initial training to lifelong care.
Only a small number of exceptionally gifted humans could become Beast Tamers. The rest were Beastfolk, who had an innate advantage when it came to communicating with beasts.
It was only after learning about Beast Tamers that Ye Chuqi discovered this world even had Beastfolk. She had asked whether there were Dwarves who loved forging, too, only to be laughed at. Short people were common enough, she was told, but very few could even lift a blacksmith's hammer.
Not long ago, she had learned that Elves really did exist in this world. Though they were so tiny most people couldn't see them, Ye Chuqi still longed to see an Elf Envoy flitting effortlessly through the forest. Blessed by the heavens with extraordinary gifts and breathtaking beauty, they were creatures anyone would yearn to meet.
But Duwak, that tactless brute, had told