The First Legendary Beast Master - Chapter 1061

Chapter 1061: Supply Proposition
The mage and cleric walked back into the arena, while Karl put the new items in his inventory.

He didn’t bond the Amulet of Destruction yet, though he couldn’t see himself giving away something so valuable. It would surely be useful to the others as well, but only one person could bond and use the bracelet.

So, it made sense for the strongest to use it.

The Epic Guard was already excited about it. She would love to be Mythic Rank.

But the stronger you were, the scarier that item got. Not much in the world would be able to stand up to an Immortal Rank skill, or damage an Immortal Rank defensive ability. If they were given time to prepare for a battle, the Amulet would allow them to stack up an impenetrable fortress.

Well, in theory.

Karl knew that there was a chance that when you chose another spell to buff, the other one would return to normal strength.

That seemed like the most likely outcome. The system seemed to think it was funny to thwart the best plans.

Now that the negotiations were over, the guests were beginning to go back to the Auction, but Karl had no intentions of returning after the chaos that their presence had caused the first time.

So, instead of continuing the day as planned, he walked out into the arena, where he was immediately surrounded by the more powerful spectators congratulating him on his victory, and their assistants.

Most had prepared a small token for him, as congratulations on making a third Over Rank victory, and for a victory against a Myth. That was an incredibly rare occurrence, as you had to deal ten times the damage that your opponent did just to make it an even fight.

Or some combination of that and damage reduction, as Karl had.

“Champion Karl, do you have a moment to chat? I believe that we might have a proposal that you would be interested in.” A Mythic Ranked mage asked, pushing through the crowd.

Karl’s first thought was that he was a beastkin of some sort, due to his size. But like Professor Tank, he seemed to be simply a mountain of a man.

[You know that mage specializes in casting ‘fist’.] Cara giggled.

He certainly looked like the sort, the way that he was glaring at others.

[Mages lack physical skills, so he built his own.] Thor noted, pleased with the man’s ingenuity.

He had compensated for his weakness.

“What sort of offer?” Karl asked curiously.

“My Group controls both a Mythic and a Totem Ranked Dungeon. We would like to discuss a Guild Alliance for our people to work together.”

Karl smiled and nodded. “I believe that could work well for us. As a Guild primarily of crafters, we are always short on raw materials, and we are lower in number than most adventuring Guilds.”

The massive mage smiled, and a few other Guild Leaders pushed forward to join him.

“These are the leaders of our other Allied Guilds. Might we ask, who is the Guild Leader of the Darklight Host?” The mage asked.

Karl chuckled. “Supreme Lady Matilda is our ranking member. But I am the head of the Drodh Branch of the Guild, as she doesn’t often concern herself with other regions outside her own territory.”

The others all made protective gestures in front of themselves, and Karl shrugged.

“It’s fine to deal exclusively with the Drodh Branch. I understand that our Guild Leader has a bit of a reputation.” He suggested.

The Guild Leaders conferred for a moment, then one by one reached out to shake his hand.

“We will let the others say their piece first, and then we can talk business.”

With that, the assembled spectators who hadn’t returned to the auction cleared out, leaving only Karl and five Mythic Rank Guild Leaders.

“Why do I get the feeling that Drodh is a bit under level?” Karl joked.

The big mage waved his hand dismissively. “The Zilaz region of Sholaha is one of the highest power regions on the Dragon Isles because there are nearly two dozen Totem and Mythic Ranked Dungeons all in one area.

Most of the Dragon Isles are similar to the rest of the Island, with Myths leading larger cities, though some have far more Totems than can be called reasonable.

Dragons are like that.”

Karl led them back to the sitting room where they had worked out the deal for the defeat, and took a seat on the same sofa again. Only two of the five Guild Leaders chose to sit on the provided seats, the others took their own from inventory instead.

“Alright, let’s get started. What sort of crafters do you have, and what do they specialize in? We know that you’re supposed to be a Totem Ranked Runelord. But you said your whole Guild branch focuses on crafting.

Karl nodded. “We have an Overlord Ranked Runic Alchemist, An Overlord Ranked Demonic Grandmaster Smith, a Master Leatherworker and tailor, and assistants to them all. Mostly at the Commander and Royal Rank.”

A Guild Master with tattoos all down his arms smiled. “So, you have the ability to provide a steady flow of Commander Rank healing and cleansing potions?”

Karl nodded. “We sell them as regular stock at the store in Drodh.”

The man looked startled. “Really? Nobody keeps healing potions as regular stock. Getting enough ingredients is a nightmare, so most of us just keep a few as backups in case we get out of range of the healers.”

Karl tried not to laugh at the expression on the lone Druid’s face at that comment. Apparently, the Myths weren’t any better at staying in range of the healer than the Overlords in Bara were.

Possibly worse because they had more confidence in their powers, as they were among the peak powerhouses of the continent.

“So, that’s what you want out of the alliance? A steady supply of weapons, armour and potions for your juniors?” Karl asked.

“Partially. We would also like to send some juniors as apprentices. Too many of the arts were lost, or kept insular. You are the first Runemaster that we have heard about outside the Dwarves in centuries. Then, you have a Runic Alchemist, and that art was lost so long ago that I’ve never even heard of it.” The big mage explained.

“Ah, so training and supply. That’s a reasonable thing to want.”

One of the others cleared his throat. “Don’t forget about the higher rank items. What drops out of the Totem Ranked Dungeons is mostly crafting materials. It’s a Fae Dungeon, and all the rewards are plant-based.

So, those of us who don’t use bows and staves are still a bit starved for weaponry.”

One of the warriors laughed. “The Mythic Ranked Dungeon that our group controls drops one Rare or Epic Grade Mythic Rank item every four runs on average. The rest is all considered trash loot, not better than a Rare grade Totem Ranked item.

Sure, it’s great for filling out the juniors, but it would actually be better to have higher grade items at a lower Rank for the diversity of buffs they would give.

I don’t know why the Mythic Dungeon is so cheap with its loot, but it’s a cruel one.”

The Druid nodded in agreement. “It rewards based on some sort of internal calculation, and not directly from the killed mobs.”

Karl sighed. “I’ve seen ones like that before. They’re a bit of a pain, especially when you realize there is a loot cap that doesn’t care if you carried the group, fought evenly in a small group or brought a whole ten-person team.”

“I take it you’ve been to Bara, then?” The Druid asked.

Karl nodded. “I made a deal with the Dwarves, and they gave me tax-free entrance. I really should go back again soon and clear it a few more times. Or at least send Guild Members. It’s the primary source of crafting materials for the Guild right now.”