The hall fell into a dead, suffocating silence, the kind that made it impossible to breathe. Everyone, the whole hall was shocked to their very core, their eyes dilated and their jaws were hanging so low it felt like they would snap off their hinges. It was impossible to believe. It was a joke, it had to be a sick, twisted joke of the heavens. The talentless and auraless trash of the city, the boy who had been kicked out like a stray dog, had awakened an SSS class dragon beast!Above Patrick's head, the dragon flew with a majestic dominance, its golden scales glittering like the morning sun rays.The sheer pressure from the beast snapped the crowd off from their breaths.And then, their eyes slowly shifted towards Prince. At his feet, sat a tiny, pathetic looking F-Class cat. It just sat there, licking its paws without a single ounce of majestic aura or power that was expected from him."That's, that's impossible!" Helena Spec escaped rushing forward towards her son. Her heels cl

The crowd gathered at the entrance whispered, and their eyes were glued to the scene. Their hearts tugged with slight intensity on their chest.Not because they wanted to see who would win, but wanted to see how to F trash ranked tamer was going to be humiliated with so much easeThis way, it would send a signal to even lower trash rank not to mess with the higher class. This was a battle of supremacy between two distinct caste systems and the future of each would be decided in this fight. "He really has a death wish, doesn't he?""Messing with Jarden? He'll be dead in no time, mark my words.""Look at that pathetic excuse for a beast. My grandmother's pet mouse has more fight in it."Their voices overlapped in a symphony of cruel anticipation. They pressed closer to the doorway, not wanting to miss the moment when the academy's most dangerous student turned the new trash into a bloody example for everyone else to learn from.Some shook their heads with fake pity, others looked genu

The laughter in the room seemed to stretch for hours, the crowd soaking themselves in the amusement of Patrick's failure."I've seen kids do better with pet rabbits!""It's the guts to even try and compete with an A ranked tamer, what were we really expecting!" Another member of the crowd commented, shaking their heads."At least, he had the audacity. Maybe if he could put more effort into his life, he would not be so pathetic!" Cold words after cold words rolled off from their lips and it didn't seem like they were going to be stopping any time soon. Their voices crashed over each other, downgrading Patrick and calling him useless with every breath. They pointed and laughed like he was performing the worst circus act they'd ever seen.Even Vera seemed disappointed.She barely showed it, keeping her face composed like someone from the top five families should. But Patrick could read humans pretty well after living a hundred years, and he could easily tell what she was thinking.She

Patrick's jaw tightened, and his eyes sank deep into his sockets.For a few moments, it seemed as though only him was left in the world. His face churned and a thick aura flared off from him in a massive wave.Even Vera, as powerful as she was, could not stand it.Her eyes widened while she struggled to keep her balance."That much power, that much aura, it should not be coming from a F ranked!" Her eyes widened even further.Then it stopped just like it had started and she saw Patrick walk away from Vera with his face completely calm but she could easily tell that a storm was raging inside him."Hey!" Vera wanted to call out his name, then she stopped.She wanted to invite him for dinner. But she could see that after saying those words earlier, there seemed to be a shift in his expression even though it was just for a few moments, the perfect mask that he was trying to keep had slided off."Why was he so angry when I only mentioned the beloved founder of taming?" She turned before tu

CHAPTER TEN “Patrick, Patrick,” Vera called out to him as they carried him out of the dungeon. He opened his eyes for a bit, then passed out again. They rushed him out of the dungeon. Jarden and two other survivors remained behind to calculate the dungeon spoils, but Jarden stayed behind to make sure that Patrick got his share. “Please be careful; he is still injured. I just administered first aid healing to him; he needs intensive healing,” Vera said as she handed Patrick to the clinic staff and ran towards his house to call his sister. She ran still in fear and shock of being able to survive such a predicament because she thought it would have been the end of her, but somehow she was alive, and it was all thanks to Patrick Spec.At the door of Patrick’s home, she knocked continuously until Heather opened the door. With surprise written on Heather’s face, she looked at Vera as she asked, “What of my brother?”Still catching her breath from running, she kept pointing in the directi