All Chapters of God Tier Beast Summoner: Chapter 11
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Chapter 11
Riva had followed her orders to the letter. She didn’t hold back in the slightest. Whether it was because she had underestimated Rhys at first or because he was stronger than she had anticipated, she fought with everything she had. By the end of their sparring session, Rhys was battered and bruised, every muscle screaming in protest. At the same time, he couldn’t deny that his eyes had reflexively shut at the last second more than once, shutting down before a blow could land. It was an instinct that Riva’s training had slowly forced him to overcome, helping him keep his eyes open even under threat.Once the physical sparring ended, Riva spent the next hour teaching him the fundamentals of Mana Manipulation. Rhys already had some skill with Bloodclaw because of Gaelion’s ability, but the underlying principles of Mana Manipulation remained a mystery. He found himself blaming “compatibility” for his struggles, though in truth, the repeated practice with Bloodclaw had allowed him to gra
Chapter 12
“We will now welcome the principal to deliver the opening speech,” the vice principal announced.Rhys lifted his head automatically, curious about the man in charge. Up until now, he had only met the vice principal and had no idea what the principal looked like.The figure who appeared on the stage, however, stunned everyone. It was none other than the old janitor who had given him directions earlier.“Ah!”“Huh?!”A ripple of shock spread through the freshmen. Each reaction different from the other. Some froze, their faces pale with fear, as though they had unwittingly committed some offense. Others stared with admiration, whispers of disbelief trailing behind them. No one could have imagined that the legendary principal would disguise himself as a lowly janitor.His eyes were calm, gentle even, giving an impression of serenity. Yet the words that followed cut through that calm like a blade.“Beast Taming is a divine gift, an ability awakened to protect this world,” he began, his vo
Chapter 13
Rhys idly toyed with the badge pinned to his chest, the polished metal catching the light as his fingers traced its intricate engravings. For some reason, Maeve had been following him all morning.Even after moving to class, she had taken the seat next to him without hesitation.His eyebrows twitched as he finally asked, unable to contain his curiosity, “Why are you following me around?”Maeve glanced at him briefly, her expression unreadable. “We’re going to the same place. Besides, I sat here during the test.”Rhys raised an eyebrow. “During the opening ceremony too? There were plenty of empty seats.”She shrugged. “You were the only one in this row, so I sat here to avoid other students.”He couldn’t argue with that. From a practical standpoint, sitting next to a beautiful girl was far preferable to enduring the chatter of some obnoxious classmate. And Maeve was undeniably attractive, the kind of girl who drew attention just by existing. Being a noble added another layer of complic
Chapter 14
Rhys and Xander faced each other in the center of the magical arena set aside for their duel. A sizable crowd of students from the class had gathered, curious to see what this lowly commoner could do against a Valthryne noble.Though Xander’s attitude was arrogant and irritating, no one could deny the strength of his familiar. It towered over Rhys with a presence that radiated malice and power.“I guess commoners think they can challenge nobles because they see themselves as ‘chosen,’” Prince Seth muttered from the sidelines.“Even if Xander isn’t in the absolute top tier, he should easily rank among the top twenty of this class,” Cade added, tilting his head in thought. “Honestly, I expect this to be a one-sided slaughter. What do you think, Maeve? You sit next to him all the time.”Maeve remained silent, her gaze fixed on Rhys, her expression calm but unreadable, as though she already knew something extraordinary was about to unfold.Varyn, standing nearby as the referee, raised his
Chapter 15
“Rhys wins!” Varyn’s voice rang out sharply across the arena. He gestured toward the staff stationed at the edge of the arena. “Quickly, bring him to the infirmary.”The announcement sent a wave of shock through the spectators. Students scrambled to their feet, eyes fixed on Gaelion as if trying to process what had just happened.“He won?” one whispered.“Impossible…” another muttered.“Isn't that wolf supposed to be weaker than a goblin? That slap alone—he could have killed an orc with it.”The disbelief rippled through the crowd. Most struggled to accept it, but a few composed themselves almost immediately.“So it’s not about talent after all,” Prince Rudeus said, squinting with a sly smile. “Rhys… I’ll have to keep a close eye on him.”Maeve rose quietly and walked away, leaving Rhys’s presence in the corridor. Cade muttered under his breath, eyes still glued to Rhys, “Doing that? You’ve just made enemies—not only Xander, but his family and all the sycophants lining up behind him.”
Chapter 16
Wyndia pressed the heel of her hand against her forehead as though she were trying to push away a headache. “Why did you beat him that hard?” she asked, her fingers sliding up to cover her eyes. “Do you think that makes you look impressive or something?” Rhys watched her quietly for a moment. The question itself didn’t bother him. What interested him was the tone behind it. He had already decided that this conversation mattered more than it appeared. Strength alone wasn’t enough for a master. If Wyndia turned out to be someone who abandoned her disciple when things became inconvenient—or worse, someone who preached one thing while doing another—then their relationship would have to remain strictly formal. Respectful, perhaps. But distant. “I didn’t do it to look cool,” Rhys said at last. Wyndia lowered her hand slightly, one eye peeking at him. “I did it so people would understand that I’m not someone they can casually bother,” he continued. “Gaelion isn’t a humanoid familiar
Chapter 17
The room fell quiet again. “I’m not saying your beliefs are wrong,” Wyndia added after a moment. She looked at him directly now. “But I want you to remember one thing.” Her voice became firm. “What is your goal as a Beast Tamer?” Rhys remained silent. “Find that answer,” she continued. “Believe in it. And never lose sight of it.” Her expression softened slightly. “I hope you become someone who can hold onto that.” Rhys slowly closed his eyes. After this conversation, he felt he understood Wyndia a little better. Once, she had probably believed the same things he did. But somewhere along the way… She had lost. Or perhaps the world had simply worn her down until she became someone she never wanted to be. “Take this.” Something suddenly flew toward him. Rhys barely managed to catch it with both hands. It was a crystal roughly the size of his palm. Both ends tapered into points, like a double-terminated quartz crystal. The surface was completely transparent, and faint
Chapter 18
Rhys sat cross-legged on the narrow bed in his dorm room, his attention fixed on the small pile of gray cores scattered across the blanket. There were a lot of them. One hundred and eighty in total. Under the faint glow of the room’s lantern, they looked almost harmless—little spheres no larger than pieces of candy. Their surfaces were smooth and dull, pale gray like polished stone. If someone didn’t know what they were, they might easily mistake them for ordinary sweets. But Rhys knew exactly what they were. And exactly what they could do. He picked one up between his fingers, turning it slowly. “So according to the instruction manual…” he murmured thoughtfully, “I’m supposed to swallow these.” The idea still felt slightly strange. Most resources in this world—potions, herbs, elixirs—were brewed or refined in some way before being consumed. These, however, were simply… eaten. Straight. “No smell,” Rhys muttered, lifting the core closer to his nose for confirmati
Chapter 19
The room fell silent. “That incident became the reason the Academy strictly recommends consuming cores one at a time,” Rhys finished. Gaelion slowly sat back. “…Alright. That sounds unpleasant.” Rhys nodded. “Exactly.” He glanced at the clock on the wall. “It took about a minute for the Mana to stabilize. Then another minute for my body to calm down.” He sighed tiredly. “So realistically, I can only consume about thirty cores per hour.” Gaelion whistled softly. “That’s slower than I expected.” “Yeah.” Rhys stretched his shoulders. “I’ll probably limit it to sixty cores per day.” Gaelion blinked. “That’s it?” “I also need time to train my body,” Rhys said. “Physical conditioning matters too.” He stood up from the bed. “If a Beast Tamer collapses from exhaustion during battle, the enemy won’t politely wait.” Gaelion grinned approvingly. “Good.” He flicked his tail lazily. “I’m glad you understand that I shouldn’t be the only one doing the fi
Chapter 20
After classes ended for the day, the academy slowly emptied as students drifted toward their dorms, training halls, or the dining hall. The late afternoon sunlight filtered through the tall windows lining the corridors, painting long golden streaks across the polished stone floor. Rhys arrived at the library a few minutes early. Maeve was already there. She had claimed a quiet table near the back corner of the room where the noise from other students barely reached. Several books were stacked beside her, along with a sheet of parchment where she had begun sketching something. When Rhys approached, she looked up and nodded once. “You’re on time.” “So are you,” Rhys replied, sliding into the chair across from her. Maeve pushed the parchment toward him. “I figured a map would make this easier.” Rhys leaned forward. The drawing was rough but clear enough to understand. Maeve had sketched the general layout of the surrounding nations and territories, labeling the most important r