Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 614

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Chapter 614: Chapter 614 - Noble Tamer - Fifth Year

’And luck, lots of luck, having you as parents and unintentionally receiving from you the strongest beast...’

His father opened his mouth, closed it, then pointed toward a side wing courtyard. "And that is?" 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Stables," Ren said. "For training tamers with transportation beasts."

"How many employees with transportation beasts do we have?" his mother asked weakly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Currently just one, a ’gift’ from Victor, but later..." Ren trailed off, realizing that explaining the full scope of what "later" meant might be too much right now.

"And that?" His father pointed toward the extensive garden, his finger trembling slightly. The garden stretched out in organized rows, with sections clearly dedicated to different purposes. Some areas had rich, dark soil prepared for planting, while others already bloomed with colorful flowers that swayed in the afternoon breeze.

"For cultivating medicinal herbs and... decoration, I suppose." Ren had to admit he wasn’t entirely sure about all the garden’s intended purposes.

His parents’ expressions became increasingly comical as Ren guided them toward the entrance. His mother’s eyes kept widening with each new feature he pointed out, while his father’s mouth hung slightly open in a way that would have been funny under different circumstances. When they entered, they were greeted by two guards Ren knew well.

"Mako, Shizu," Ren greeted with familiarity. "Thank you for being here."

"Of course, young master," Mako responded with a professional bow that made Ren’s parents stiffen even more.

But his parents already knew the guard girls... it was the additional staff that really surprised them. Two maids and a butler, sent by Selphira and Julius, were positioned in the vestibule. Their postures were perfectly straight, their clothing impeccably arranged, each movement calculated to demonstrate years of professional training.

"They’ll be here temporarily," Ren explained quickly, seeing his parents’ expressions. "To educate whoever becomes permanent employees about appropriate protocols and all that."

The butler, a middle-aged man with perfectly combed hair and an expression suggesting he had seen everything in his long career, stepped forward with a perfect bow.

"Lord Patinder," he said with a perfectly modulated voice. "It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. Lady Selphira speaks very highly of you."

"The pleasure is mine," Ren responded, trying not to sound too uncomfortable with the formality.

His parents, for their part, seemed to have forgotten how to breathe properly. His mother’s hand found his father’s arm, gripping it tightly enough that it hurt.

"If you’ll permit me," the butler continued, "I would like to discuss the staffing needs for a property of this size."

He led Ren and his parents through a tour that revealed exactly how massive the property was.

"Is that...?" his father began, pointing toward a side wing.

"A private library?" his mother completed, her voice rising an octave. "Why would we need a private library?"

"To store knowledge and not forget it," Ren responded. "It’ll be useful since I plan to write many books... And it already came with the house."

There were also reception halls with vaulted ceilings painted in scenes of fantastical dragons, formal and informal dining rooms that could accommodate anywhere from employees, intimate family meals to lavish banquets, numerous guest rooms each decorated in different themes, extensive service areas with their own separate corridors hidden from view, kitchens that would make professional chefs cry with envy.

The formal dining room alone could seat thirty people comfortably, with crystal chandeliers that caught the light and scattered rainbows across polished marble floors. The informal dining area was nearly as large, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the gardens.

The guest wing had ten separate suites, each with its own sitting room and private bath. The service quarters were a maze of storage rooms, laundry facilities, and staff housing that seemed to stretch endlessly.

"To maintain this appropriately," the butler explained as they walked, carrying the authority of someone who had managed similar properties for decades, "I would recommend hiring at least twenty people. Perhaps thirty initially to gradually eliminate those who don’t achieve a certain quality standard..."

He continued listing the required positions: head chef and kitchen staff, groundskeepers, housekeepers, personal attendants, security personnel beyond the guards already assigned. Each category seemed to branch into sub-categories that made Ren’s head spin slightly.