The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 1226: Reception

Karl enjoyed the soft sound of Fae harps as they finished their dinner, sitting at a table with Dana and the Immortals.

Or you could look at it as the leaders of the Darklight Host. Which brought up a good question.

“Matilda, why don’t you have the Guild Master title? You’re listed as the Cyhosasa Branch Leader, but you’re clearly the most powerful member of the Darklight Host on the planet.” Karl asked.

The Chaos dragon smirked. “When there is a proper Guild Master, the Darklight Host gains a Guild Skill based on the leader’s abilities. Every member of the Guild gains that one skill at their own Rank as a benefit of being in a Divine Guild.

Can you imagine what would happen if I was actually named as the Guild Master?

If anything, we should probably name Orthos as the Guild Master, just so that we get something resembling a normal Guild Skill. Even if we made you Guild Master, we would probably get something weird.”

[Make her do it. I need to know the answer.] Cara mentally demanded.

Matilda smirked in her direction, and Karl knew that the dragon had heard the Chaos Badger’s thoughts.

Dana chuckled. “I think that it could be funny to name Karl. Is it automatic, or does he get to pick one of his skills? Because with his abilities, he could likely create a good one for the Guild.”

The Immortals smirked. “It’s automatic, chosen by the World Dragon. But it’s always one of your more uncommon skills. If anything, it might be one of his defensive abilities, and that would be quite the Guild buff. But if it was something like his ability to advance skills? Or to allow Divine Beasts to pick a bonded partner?

Can you imagine the reaction of the public if all of our Guild Members could do that?”

Nox stroked his beard and nodded sagely. “You would have to pry the Green Dragon Clerics off with a troll.”

That was an odd phrasing, and the Immortal noticed Karl’s confused look.

“Kilo for kilo, trolls are one of the strongest monsters in the world. So, many in my world use them as a standard. If you’re stronger than a Troll at your own Rank, you’re gifted. But we only have Mountain Trolls on my world. There aren’t any of the other ones, like the cute forest Trolls or the bridge trolls.” He explained.

Gregor nodded. “Trolls are helpful. I hire a bunch of them to guard doors and bridges. They’re excellent at it.”

The Fae hosts chuckled. Trolls loved to guard things, to the point that one of the species had been named “Bridge Trolls” because of their intensely protective instincts.

They didn’t just live under the bridge, they collected tolls, did maintenance, and prevented anyone from damaging the structure.

Whether they actually turned the tolls over to anyone was questionable at best. But nobody would ever accuse a bridge troll’s bridge of being unsafe to cross.

If you ignored the danger from the troll.

The music of the harps changed, and a staff member stepped to the microphone.

“Would the bride and groom please come to the dance floor for the first dance?”

This should be interesting, Karl thought. Neither of them was a skilled dancer, though they were both agile.

But when they stepped on the floor, the Fae cast a spell on them, and a set of dance moves smoothly entered their memory. A very provocative dance.

The music changed to an upbeat rhythm, and Karl swung Dana into the dance as she giggled and kept pace as he spun, twirled and rubbed against her.

The Tango was the traditional Fae mating ball dance, so that was the one that they assumed would be right for the first dance of the married couple, and Karl couldn’t say that they were wrong.

Unlike the slow and formal sort of dancing, this was actually a fun one, and no less intimate, though in a different way than staring soulfully into your partner’s eyes as you slowly danced.

The first dance ended, and the dance floor filled with guests, while Karl’s father came to take Dana’s hand and Dana’s mother joined Karl for a dance.

Wendy was a surprisingly good dancer, Karl realized.

There was no worry of stepping on toes, though the dance was much more subdued than the last one.

Partially because if he twirled her around like he did Dana, he was likely to dislocate her shoulder or twist her ankle. Some moves were simply not intended for the average human to perform without training.

The next dance went to Rae, who managed to sneak ahead of everyone else who was waiting for the song to end.

“I want the fun dance.” She demanded.

“Got it.” Karl nodded to the band members, who smirked and then picked up the tempo of the music so that Karl could spin and twirl with Rae through the song.

Or, most of the song because Lotus couldn’t wait until it ended before she wanted someone to spin her.

So, Karl traded partners, and Rae claimed Button, to spin the little dragon, who didn’t actually have any idea how to dance with a partner.

Karl took a quick break for drinks in between dances, and watched the chaos as the guests mingled.

Being from not just different regions and continents, but also from different planets, all of their wedding customs were different, so everyone just went with whatever the idea was, and Cara was busy making up new wedding traditions on the fly, just to get people to do fun stuff.

There was a conga line attempting to Salsa dance on one side of the room, while someone had started a drinking competition between Demons and Dwarves on the other.

But there was no fighting, which was a good start.

Slowly, everyone was beginning to get tired, and Karl noticed that a few of the guests had vanished with the Fae staff members. Though, he suspected that Lotus did not have lewd intentions.

She was probably in the kitchen.