Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons

Chapter 304 - Tamer’s Battle Week - 40 (Teams Final)

For Ren and his friends, the announcement meant that tomorrow would be the most important day of the tournament. Ren would individually face Klein in what they considered an implicit rematch, payment for their first ʼfriendlyʼ encounter in combat class.

”An intense day,” commented Taro as they returned to the dormitories.

”But we should be grateful,” smiled Min, his usual energy barely diminished after a full day of competition. ”We could be completely out of the tournament.”

Ren walked in silence... Tomorrow would not only determine who the strongest first-year students were; it would also establish hierarchies and expectations that could endure throughout their education at the academy.

”Klein isnʼt the same one we faced in the middle of the year,” he finally said, his voice quiet but firm. ”But neither am I.”

Min and Taro exchanged glances, recognizing the determination in their friendʼs voice.

As the sun set over the academy, the eight finalists prepared in their own way for the decisive battles of the next day, most aware that the tournament wasnʼt simply a school competition, but a declaration of intentions and capabilities before a world that was watching them attentively.

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The dawn of the decisive day arrived. The entire academy full with anticipation as the final preparations for the tournamentʼs culminating battles were completed. In the hallways, rumors and informal bets proliferated; in the rooms, the finalists reviewed strategies one last time.

The Gray Wing team was now heading toward the preparation area when they crossed paths with Larissaʼs team in one of the less traveled corridors. The casual encounter created a moment of silence as both groups studied each other.

It was Larissa who broke the ice, advancing with that aristocratic grace that seemed as natural to her as breathing.

”Ren,” she greeted with a slight nod. ”I wanted to thank you again for everything, especially the guided visits to the depths and your help during the final collection exam.” A fleeting smile crossed her face. ”Although that last one got quite out of control, it wasnʼt your fault so...”

Ren returned the gesture. ”It was nothing. We all learned from those experiences.”

”I also wanted to ask you to forgive me,” continued Larissa, her voice adopting a more formal tone. ”Iʼll go all out today, but without making obvious my use of the lynx. Iʼll understand if you consider that as discourteous and...”

Ren gently shook his head. ”For me, you could use it to the fullest, but my mother always says we should put ourselves in othersʼ shoes so itʼs your decision. If you need to keep it hidden, I wonʼt take it as an insult or implication that youʼre underestimating me.”

”I, on the other hand,” intervened Liora, stepping forward with a challenging smile, ”will use my power to the maximum of what I can extract. So I apologize in advance if you end up a little scorched...”

”I appreciate the warning,” replied Ren with a slight smile. ”But donʼt think it will be so easy.”

Min visibly shuddered, slightly pulling at Renʼs sleeve. ”Donʼt provoke them,” he murmured loudly enough for everyone to hear. ”My ability works against almost everyone, but not against them and their cheating mana eyes. Wait, you also have cheating eyes... Traitor!”

The tension dissipated amid shared laughter, a moment of genuine camaraderie before the inevitable confrontation.

”I guess weʼll see each other in the arena,” concluded Larissa, stepping back to rejoin her team.

”May the best win,” responded Ren as both groups resumed their paths.

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The stadium was almost completely packed. All finals had been arranged at slightly different times for the convenience of external visitors.

Not a single seat remained empty in the stands, and the side corridors were occupied by students who hadnʼt secured a place but refused to miss the event. Expectation had increased even among the academy; several professors who had been in charge of managing other arenas could now attend.

In the box, Selphira Ashenway maintained her usual composure, though an attentive observer might notice certain tension in her elegantly interlaced hands. However, the most unusual thing was the presence at her side: Julius Dravenholm, dressed in an impeccable official uniform, had made room in his tight schedule to witness the final upon learning of Larissaʼs participation.

It was an expected event... As her brother, he knew that few could defeat that astute girl. But even expecting it, pride couldnʼt help but emerge from him.

”I envy you, Selphira,” commented Julius with that light tone he used for apparently trivial conversations. ”Being ʼsemi-retiredʼ has its advantages. I canʼt afford these kinds of luxuries very often.”

Selphira barely turned her head, her expression perfectly controlled as she responded: ”Itʼs not entirely by choice, my child. And itʼs not as good as you think.” An almost imperceptible smile briefly softened her features. ”Although on occasions like this, it certainly seems like a blessing.”

Their conversation was interrupted by the official announcement. Linʼs voice resonated throughout the stadium:

”Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the final of the team tournament! Today we will witness the confrontation between two teams that have demonstrated exceptional capabilities throughout the competition.”

The teams entered from opposite ends of the arena.

Ren and Taro took position at Minʼs sides at one edge of the arena. Across from them, Larissa, Liora, and Maria deployed in triangular formation, their stances revealing the countless hours of training they had undergone together.

”Combatants, prepare,” indicated Lin, positioning herself where she could observe the entire confrontation. ”Victory will be for the team that incapacitates all members of the opposing team or receives surrender from the leader or last member standing. Thirty minutes is the time limit.”

An expectant silence fell over the stadium as both teams made their final preparations. The air seemed to thicken with tension as spectators leaned forward in their seats.

”Begin.”

Linʼs order unleashed a burst of activity. Larissaʼs team moved first, executing what appeared to be an improved version of the strategy they had used against Kleinʼs team.

Larissa and Liora performed simultaneous spatial jumps, disappearing in flashes of light to reappear in flanking positions. Maria, meanwhile, advanced directly toward the front, her armadillo fully manifested, like a small mobile tank.

To the surprise of many spectators, Renʼs team didnʼt adopt the defensive formation that might be expected.

Ren remained perfectly still as his eyes followed the cousinsʼ movement patterns.

”What is he doing?” someone murmured from the stands. ”Heʼs letting them take the initiative!”

Liora, interpreting the apparent passivity as an opportunity, prepared a concentrated burst of will-oʼ-wisp, her flames gradually acquiring that darker tone that indicated the Demonic Basheʼs influence. Blue fire coalesced around her hands, deepening to midnight as she channeled her second beastʼs power.

”Min, now!” exclaimed Ren at the exact moment Liora charged her attack.

And at that point, Min finally got his time to shine.