Lord of the Magical Beasts

Seeing Yang Ling’s figure approach, the townspeople crowded forward. This was especially so for a middle-aged lady wearing a rough dress. She knelt before Yang Ling, her tears welling out like spring water. Looking at her, Yang Ling realized that she was the lady who had baked him a large plate of pastries after he succeeded in taking over Wissen Castle, Madam Angelie.

“Sir, take pity on my underaged daughter. She has been forced to death by an evil person!” Madam Angelie wept. “Sir, you must help me, sir…”

“Yes, this situation is tragic. The lives of the mother and daughter were already very hard, yet they had to meet with something like this!”

“Oh Yiblis, if Sir Yang would lead us, we would feed that scoundrel of a soldier to the dogs!”

…

The crowd talked over one another, and eventually brought forward a motionless young lady. Quickly, Yang Ling got a general understanding of what was going on.

It turned out that because of their hard lives, the family did not have enough provisions to last them through the winter. Madam Angelie’s daughter, Daymore, would wake up before sunrise every day and head to the edge of the Terras Forest to pick wild vegetables. Unfortunately, she was targeted by a lecherous soldier who abducted her while it was still dark and committed indecent acts.

Without the power to retaliate, Daymore had shouted for help. In the end, seeing the other party about to violate her, she had cried out and thrown herself off a cliff. She was covered in blood and in a coma.

A coma?

Looking at the pale young lady, Yang Ling had a thought. He extended his hand and felt for her breath. Many times, people would lie completely motionless after an accident, but they were only in a state of near-death. If they could help the girl in time, she might be able to regain consciousness.

When he was younger, Yang Ling had a neighbor who had accidentally fallen off a cliff while gathering firewood. He was also covered in blood and in a coma. After they buried him, a passerby heard thuds coming from his grave and was incredibly shocked, thinking that he had become a zombie. After his family heard about this, they even borrowed money to employ monks to give him a safe passage to the netherworld.

But a year later, while they were relocating the grave, they opened the coffin to see that the dead man’s hand was ramrod straight, with deep scratch marks on multiple parts of the coffin. It was only then that they realized that he had still been breathing when he was buried. He had not died when he fell off the cliff, but was suffocated to death in the coffin. After the mother of the victim realized the truth, she cried every day and became bedridden.

“She has not stopped breathing! Quick, get me a basin of water!”

Yang Ling discovered that the pitiful young lady still had shallow breathing. It was lucky that his senses were exceptionally sharp after the improvement of his Wizard Powers; otherwise, he would never have detected her breath.

Under the confused looks of the crowd, Yang Ling performed mouth to mouth resuscitation on Daymore. He would press on her supple breasts after every breath. After clearing any obstacles from her mouth, Yang Ling fed her a Magical Beast Blood Orb.

The Magical Beast Blood Orb condensed using Wizard Power not only harbored immense energy, it also had within it a massive vigor of life. After Magical Beasts like the Evil Eyes or Horned Bee Beasts were heavily injured, they could rapidly recover by consuming a Blood Orb. Yang Ling believed that this Blood Orb gathered from the Nine-headed Snake Demon would be useful in reviving the unconscious Daymore.

Indeed, after swallowing the Magical Beast Blood Orb and a few gulps of water, Daymore slowly regained consciousness. Madam Angelie did not know what to say. The people witnessing this event were also in shock.

“Murbaqi, bring the mother and daughter in. Prepare some hundred-year ginseng soup for Daymore!” Yang Ling might as well help them until the end. When he learned about the circumstances of their family, Yang Ling had decided to extend a helping hand. After all, he would not be able to finish all of the hundred-year ginseng he found in the Anca family treasury even if he ate it every day until he died.

Furthermore, Yang Ling had another intention. After strangely crossing over to this foreign world, in addition to improving his Wizard Power and taming Magical Beasts and tree spirits, he had to establish a good relationship with the townspeople of Wissen Town in order to live a peaceful life here.

An old revolutionary had once said that the power of the masses was limitless. There might be some unexpected benefits awaiting Yang Ling if he obtained the admiration and respect of the townspeople. Clearly, extending a helping hand to the poor Madam Angelie and her daughter was an opportunity to promote himself.

“Thank you sir, thank you sir…” Madam Angelie was moved to tears. Originally, she had only wanted Yang Ling to seek justice for her from the arrogant soldier. She had not expected Yang Ling to not only save her daughter’s life, but also instruct his butler to treat her daughter’s body with ginseng soup.

Madam Angelie did not know exactly how much a hundred-year ginseng was worth, but she knew that when her neighbors dug one up a year ago, they were instantly able to buy a large house in the town square. She knew that she would never be able to repay Yang Ling’s benevolence in this life.

Nobility, he was definitely born into nobility!

Seeing Yang Ling instruct his butler to prepare hundred-year ginseng soup to treat Daymore’s wounds despite never having seen her before, the crowd was shocked. Only a noble who did not lack anything could be so generous, not paying heed to even the precious hundred-year ginseng. Thinking back to how he funded and set up the dwarf weapon shop and the Evening Primrose Bar, then thinking about the guards under Yang Ling, the crowd were all certain that Yang Ling had been born into a rich family.

After smiling to the crowd, Yang Ling turned back into the castle. He wanted to grasp every minute and expand the Big Dipper Spirit Gathering Spell Formation. The larger the Spirit Gathering Formation, the faster it could gather the spiritual energy in the surroundings. That would allow him to achieve double the results with half the effort. Furthermore, after sourcing the suitable ingredients, Yang Ling was prepared to set up a large scale Tracking Spell Formation in order to prevent powerful enemies from secretly infiltrating the castle.

“Sir, please wait!” Yang Ling had not taken many steps when a white-haired old man walked out holding a crutch. “Sir, we have to bring the culprit to justice. Otherwise, the people of the town will be fearful. The tragedy that Daymore faced might befall other young ladies!”

“That’s right, we must not forgive the culprit, we have to capture him!”

“Capture the culprit!”

…

Even though they had removed the Anca family from a position of power, there were still many hoodlums within Wissen Town. There were many vile soldiers and adventurers, even those with a taste for murder. A day without chasing these people away would mean a day where the townspeople could not rest easy. To deal with this, the townspeople had placed their hopes on Yang Ling’s massive power.

Seeing Yang Ling silently deliberating, the tactician Goode whispered, “Sir, this is an opportunity. As I have understood just now, this is a new batch of troops that have come to Wissen Town. They are very arrogant. More and more troops and adventurers are entering Wissen Town, and the social landscape is getting increasingly complicated. Attacking this group of troops who are standing out can not only enhance your prestige, it is also beneficial to the next stage of our plans!”

Over this period of time, there had been an increasing number of troops and explorers drifting into Wissen Town, following the news of the discovery of a dragon’s treasure deep within Terras Forest. With this many barbaric people gathered together, it was inevitable that fights would break out. Other than Yang Ling’s dwarf weapon shop and Evening Primrose Bar, most of the other shops in town had been harassed time and time again. The security in town was getting worse.

“Oh, then is there any negative implications?” Yang Ling murmured to Goode skeptically. Tactics should precede actions. Before Yang Ling acted, he had to first consider the worst case scenario, just in case he was caught off guard.

“If we are to do this, we have to succeed. Otherwise, the situation might take a turn for the worst!”

Looking at Yang Ling deliberating silently, Goode was on alert. Compared to the rash, arrogant Ymir, Yang Ling was a fox. In order to improve his status in Yang Ling’s heart, every plan, every word Goode said had to be thought out carefully.

“Alright, we must not fail. Argus, order Casey to gather our warriors!” It was fine if Yang Ling was not going to act. But since he was, Yang Ling was going to spare no effort.