Yoomlana still couldn't quite believe it.
Just moments ago, all the wealth and benefits she'd offered hadn't stirred Bai Chen in the slightest — yet after seeing a few wounded Wyverian hunters, he suddenly agreed to teach them?
It was almost absurd.
Like someone who'd worked 996 all year, barely making ends meet — only to come home one night and find a pile of gold sitting in the living room.
She blinked, hesitant, and asked again, her tone trembling slightly.
"Sir Bai Chen… you truly mean to teach us how to tame monsters?"
"I'll teach you," Bai Chen replied evenly. "But not right away. I'm busy for the next month — I'll begin after that."
To Wyverians, who measured time in centuries, a month was nothing.
Yoomlana immediately nodded, relief in her voice.
"Of course! We can wait as long as needed."
Even so, she couldn't shake the suspicion that things had gone too smoothly.
Then Bai Chen added, tone cool but direct:
"The rewards you promised earlier — not a single one can be missing. Otherwise, we'll consider the cooperation void."
"Naturally!" Yoomlana answered at once, bowing her head. "Everything stands as promised."
Bai Chen gave a short nod, then glanced toward the infirmary door.
"Those hunters," he asked, "what kind of monster were they after when they were injured?"
"A Poison Bird," Yoomlana replied honestly. "I sent them to capture one, but they ran into an unexpected intruder and had to withdraw."
"Give me the location," Bai Chen said simply. "And prepare an official request — one that bears your tribe's crest."
Yoomlana blinked.
"You… mean you want to take it?"
"Why not?" Bai Chen arched a brow. "Do your people forbid outsiders from handling your hunts?"
"Of course not!"
"Then make it official," Bai Chen said calmly. "I'll go tonight and bring the monster back myself."
Yoomlana froze.
Her breath hitched.
What a noble man this was — to not only teach them his craft, but to personally undertake such dangerous work without hesitation!
To her, it was an act of pure kindness.
Bai Chen tilted his head slightly.
"You look uncertain. Is there a problem?"
"N-no!" Yoomlana stammered. "I'll… I'll have the request written right away!"
She turned to leave, but before she could take two steps, Bai Chen's voice stopped her again.
"Wait. Do you have other requests besides that one? Anything below Lord-tier monsters — I'll take them all."
Yoomlana's eyes widened.
They did have others — dozens, in fact, sitting unsolved because there simply weren't enough capable hunters left.
"Truly? You'd… take on more than one?" she asked, almost timidly.
"As long as there's proper paperwork," Bai Chen said, "and I have time, I'll handle it."
Yoomlana stared at him in awe.
To her eyes, a faint light seemed to glow around him — as if the gods themselves had sent this human down to save her people.
She immediately rushed to prepare the documents, terrified he might change his mind.
By the time she returned, the celebration outside was still in full swing — but she was clutching a small stack of parchment close to her chest.
Ten in total.
Ten fresh hunt requests.
Her hands trembled slightly as she passed them to one of her attendants, who presented them to Bai Chen.
"Ten commissions in one night…" she murmured to herself. "Isn't that… too much?"
Her heart raced. What if he found it excessive? What if she'd offended him?
When Bai Chen took the scrolls and frowned slightly, Yulan felt her stomach drop.
I knew it! Ten was too many!
Just as she was about to speak — to offer to reduce them to three — Bai Chen looked up and said flatly:
"Only ten? For a village of three to four thousand people, that's it? You expect to secure your territory with just ten large monsters?"
Yoomlana inhaled sharply.
Ten hunts — and he thought that was few?!
Even ten is outrageous! she thought frantically. That's already more than any single team could handle!
But under Bai Chen's calm, steady gaze, she forced a smile and bowed her head.
"O-of course… we have many more. But ten seemed a reasonable starting number…"
Bai Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Ah, so you doubt my capabilities."
Before she could respond, he grabbed a strip of grilled meat from the nearby table and bit into it.
"Fine," he said between bites. "Give me the details."
Yoomlana quickly motioned to her attendants, who produced a rolled map — a painstakingly hand-drawn chart of the continent.
Bai Chen unfolded it across the table. His eyes scanned the markings, and even he couldn't help but be impressed.
"Incredible…" he muttered. "Even the Commander's grand map of the Research Commission isn't this detailed."
The accuracy was astounding — every region, every migration path, even the resting hours of specific monsters, meticulously recorded.
Yoomlana explained quietly, pride in her tone.
"To keep our hunters safe, I've spent years studying the monsters' habits and the land's flow. The more we know, the fewer we lose."
Bai Chen nodded.
"You've done well," he said simply.
He traced the inked symbols with his finger — ten locations marked in crimson.
Compared to the Hunter Guild's vague reports, these were practically cheat sheets.
Each lair, each return route — every detail he could need already mapped.
"No need for tracking," he murmured. "Nergigante can just fly me straight to them."
Estimating the distances, he realized he could clear one hunt every hour.
At that rate, he could easily complete all ten in a single night.
The only issue left… was transport.
Before he could even bring it up, Yoomlana said quickly:
"Once you've captured the monsters, my people will handle recovery and transport immediately."
Bai Chen gave her an approving glance.
"Efficient. You've been studying the Commission's logistics."
Yoomlana smiled faintly.
"For forty years, I've watched and learned what I could from your people. I've done my best to adapt the same systems here."
"Good," Bai Chen said. "Then we understand each other."
He checked the interface of his transmission timer — six days remaining.
"If I work a little overtime," he muttered to himself, "I can probably finish fifty hunts before I have to return."
He summoned Nergigante with a flick of his wrist.
The air trembled as the Elder Dragon's colossal form appeared, her obsidian scales gleaming under the firelight.
Bai Chen climbed onto her back with a practiced motion, carrying only his blade — the pure-white longsword forged from Basalt Dragon materials.
Zinogre and the Rock Wyvern were sealed safely inside their monster balls.
"We're moving out," he said softly.
Nergigante spread her wings wide, the gust of air knocking nearby banners askew.
With a roar, she leapt skyward — slicing through the night clouds, vanishing into the stars.
Below, the Wyverians looked up in awe.
Their gazes were filled with reverence and wonder.
To them, this man — this "Dragon Knight" who had tamed the Extinction Dragon itself — was more than a hunter.
He was the embodiment of their Great Elder's dream.
The bridge between dragonkind and monsters.
Their symbol of hope.
And perhaps, their future.
Yoomlana watched the dark silhouette ascend into the clouds, her hands pressed over her heart.
"What a noble spirit…" she whispered.
Bai Chen, far above, had no idea he'd just been canonized in the hearts of an entire people.
If anything, he only suspected that before the week was over…
He'd become the bane of every logistics officer in the Research Commission.
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