Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 617

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Chapter 617: Chapter 617 - Taming Respect - 2

The noble screamed as the cold penetrated his flesh and bones, cutting through his fusion like it wasn’t even there... The supernatural chill froze the sweat on his skin instantly and made his teeth chatter so violently he bit his tongue.

"Let me cool your head a bit more," Ren murmured, his voice carrying the casual tone of someone adjusting the temperature in their bath, and the temperature dropped even further.

Moments later...

The noble fell to his knees the instant Ren released him, vomiting violently from the combination of dizziness from the involuntary acrobatics and the shock of extreme cold. His breakfast splattered across the expensive cobblestones, chunks mixing with bile.

He trembled so hard he could barely keep his fusion active, the connection to his beast flickering like a candle in a hurricane.

It was then that the property agent, who had been discreetly trying to move away from the confrontation, cleared his throat nervously.

"Lord Patinder is under the patronage of Lady Ashenway," he explained carefully. "And he’s a candidate for his own nobility at the beginning of his ’adult year’... This new year’s eve ceremony for fifth-years in a few days."

The name Ashenway hit like a physical blow. The noble’s eyes widened even further, horror replacing the last vestiges of his arrogance.

"I... I’m sorry," the noble managed to say between gags, spittle and vomit dripping from his chin. "I didn’t know... forgive me... please..."

Ren released his control gradually, allowing the air to return to normal temperature degree by degree. The ice crystals began to melt, creating a light mist that sparkled in the sun.

The noble collapsed completely on the ground, shivering uncontrollably, soaked in cold sweat and vomit, his expensive clothing ruined and his dignity obliterated.

"Next time," Ren said calmly, "consider respecting people... Maybe what you see as ’inferior’ isn’t what it seems. Now leave."

Dizzy and feeling terrible, the noble tried to pretend to be knocked out, hoping that unconsciousness might spare him any more suffering. But when Ren began moving the air again, just a subtle shift that promised more punishment, he dropped the act and crawled as best he could toward the exit, his ’dignity’ could indeed go lower.

The butler had a small smile of satisfaction on his normally expressionless face, the kind of subtle pleasure that came from watching arrogance meet its match.

And Ren’s parents, who had been ready to intervene with their new Silver beasts, so close to letting maternal and paternal instincts overriding any consideration of rank or propriety... understood again and with more intensity that their son no longer needed anyone to protect him.

If anything, they might be the ones who needed his protection now.

Ren let the moment extend for a few seconds before simply nodding and continuing with his property inspection, as if the exchange hadn’t been important.

But he had sent a message. And he knew the story would spread.