Supreme BeastTamer: I Can Copy and Upgrade Skills 10x!

Meanwhile, in the academy grounds of the Vermilion Kingdom,

After the meeting, the following day, Nathan, who was still in the capital, decided to pay his grandkids a visit.

"Long time no see." Bridget displayed a beautiful, warm smile when her eyes fell on Nathan's bony figure slowly making his way through the front gates of the Vermilion Royal Academy.

"Nice to see you too, headmistress Bridget." Nathan smiled kindly as well; however, Bridget could clearly tell that the smile didn't reach his eyes.

And she knew the reason for this.

It was because of Doombringer.

'Oh, that poor thing. They still haven't found a cure for it, huh,' Bridget thought solemnly.

"How have you been?" she asked a moment later.

"Good. I came to see my grandkids," Nathan said.

"Ah, Nox is currently out of the academy," Bridget explained. "But Nyx, Serena, and Wendy are present."

"Okay, let's go meet up with them. I might wait some time for Nox."

"Alright then."

With that, the two went to look for the kids.

Bridget walked beside him, her gaze softening as they strolled through the academy grounds. The students were training amongst themselves, and conversation filled the air.

'None of them even recognize him.' Bridget felt a slight pang when she noticed that none of the students seemed to pay attention to Nathan, the once-great warrior whose name was etched in the annals of Vermilion's history.

'Well, they're young, and that bastard king doesn't want anyone to know about him or his son either.'
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"I see the academy is thriving," Nathan said, his voice calm but laced with subtle pride. His gaze swept over the bustling training grounds where aspiring Awakened sparred, their movements sharp but inexperienced. "A good foundation for the future."

Bridget nodded. "Indeed, though none of them hold a candle to Nox. That boy is something else, Nathan. He's…" She paused, searching for the right word. "Exceptional."

A flicker of warmth crossed Nathan's face, but it was fleeting. "He takes after his father," he smiled.

Bridget hesitated before speaking again. "But why do I have this nagging feeling that he would be even more troublesome?"

"You're not wrong," Nathan laughed.

"Hey, we're here."

At that moment, the two arrived at the special class dormitory.

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Swoosh! Swoosh!

A figure was moving at an unprecedented speed through the streets of the royal capital, heading toward the eastern direction.

"I need to be faster!" Boris frowned. After hearing the news, he didn't dare waste another second. An expert was a walking disaster, and for each second he wasted, there was a chance he could lose one of his guild workers.

"Just who the heck are these bastards!" Boris seethed with rage as he burned into his stamina reserves, propelling his body forward.

Meanwhile, at the waterside of the capital near the dimensional rift site:

The Awakened were literally trembling as they watched Amos step forward, his towering figure exuding an overwhelming pressure. His cold, merciless eyes scanned the trembling Awakened before him, daring them to move.

Each step he took seemed to send shivers down the spines of everyone present. The air itself seemed to thicken, making it difficult for anyone to even breathe properly.

"Attack!" one of the braver ones shouted and sprinted forward. However, the last thing they heard was fools as the sky roared.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

A moment later, a concentrated beam of lightning struck the spot where the Awakened were gathered.

BOOM!

As the lightning struck the ground, all the Awakened were sent flying through the air like ragdolls, trails of lightning zapping through their bodies, causing them to shiver.

A satisfied smile appeared on Amos's face as he proceeded to take a step forward and enter the now unobstructed portal.

Just as he was about to step inside and all seemed hopeless, a sudden gust of wind swept through the battlefield, followed by a blur of motion. Before anyone could react, Amos was sent flying backward, his massive form crashing into the ground with a thunderous impact.

"Who—?!" Amos growled, struggling to stand, his eyes darting around for the source of the attack.

Standing where Amos had been moments before was Boris Fanum, his aura blazing with raw power. His piercing gaze was locked on Amos, his expression one of pure anger.

"You've caused enough trouble," Boris said coldly. "If you want a fight, then fight someone who can actually handle you."

"Oh, it's the guild master." Amos smiled when he saw the person that had attacked him. At the same time, even Boris's eyes flashed in recognition.

Though he was not close with this man, he had seen him a couple of times in the academy and knew that he was an instructor.

"Now that you're here, could you please tell them to let me in?" Amos asked kindly.

"Unfortunately, I can't," Boris said firmly, his expression darkening. "This is guild protocol. No unauthorized personnel are allowed access to a dimension rift without clearance. And judging by your actions, you're anything but authorized."

Amos's polite smile twisted into a sneer, and without saying anything, he took a step forward.

"Stay back, instructor Amos. I won't repeat myself!" Boris growled, his voice sending shivers down the spines of the guards present. The sheer power emitting from his body caused the air to crackle, and his robe fluttered in the wind.

The air was filled with tension, and one after the other, the guards began to take about 20 steps back. Wrong—they didn't take steps back. Rather, it was the aura pouring out of the two like a wave that pushed them back.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

A dark cloud seemed to gather above the heads of the two powerful Awakened, with flashes of lightning flickering within it.

The sight was especially strange as the dark clouds and flashes of lightning were only occurring in this part of the capital.

Without a doubt… it was the doing of the two old monsters!

And this sent alarm bells ringing in the ears of everyone!

"A fight between two experts—this place is going to be a mess!" one guard shouted, literally trembling on his knees, big beads of sweat on his temple as if he had just used the shower.

"Damn it, why can't that other man just be reasonable! He could just wait till the Awakened come out of the rift!"

"The guild leader is equally hot-headed too; he will never break the guild rules!"

"What do we do then?"

"We just watch!" the guard said, but then a mischievous smile blossomed on his face. "Low-key, I want to see two experts going all out like this."

A gleaming silver sword appeared in Boris's grasp. A fierce light shone in his deep, profound eyes as he uttered coldly, "Since you want to be senseless, I shall discipline you—drill some sense into your head."

"Hehehe, don't get too ahead of yourself, human!" Amos laughed, spreading his arms wide as if inviting Boris to attack.

"You talk as if you're not human!" Boris shouted as he kicked the ground, and his body shot forward like a blazing comet, a deep crater appearing where he had previously stood.

"That's because I ain't one, alright!" Amos laughed as he intercepted Boris mid-air!