New law of Beast Taming

Amane took in the new and changed world every step she walked. The forest looked untouched at first, but something was unsettling about the air around the room.

It felt as if someone was always looking at her and observing her. And that caused Amane to tense up as she walked further.

"Ah, did you feel the presence of our guardian as well? The goddess of this forest is our patron, so no one should bother us from now on. She is watching you because you are a new face."

Kristia explained, and that did not seem to be the case. There was something…maleficent about that gaze. The goddess was not a decent person, and she had a lot of hidden agendas in her heart.

But since she had not revealed anything to anyone, convincing others about this would be impossible.

"I thought that you were fighting against the tyranny of the gods. But you ended up accepting the help of a god. What if you get betrayed by these gods?"

Amane asked this question because there was a real possibility of this happening. She was certain that the goddess of the forest was planning something big.

"Our leader has also considered this possibility, but this was a risk we had to take. Otherwise, our fraction would be seen as easy prey. The goddess of this forest was also why we could make it inside the rift."

Kristia explained while he kept walking. They finally exited the forest, and the creepy presence faded from Amane’s consciousness. Instead, a huge door waited for them to enter.

The door was made up of restraining material, and Amane felt it trying to contain her powers. She allowed it to press her powers down for now.

The inside of the door led to a barrier that opened into an intact city. People covered the streets and fought for the resource. The city was overcrowded by people who looked relatively happy and free.

"Great, now we have another mouth to feed. Where did you find this one? In a gutter? An escaped enslaved prisoner? Or did she pop out of nowhere?"

Amane looked in disgust at the drunk man who walked up to her and observed her from head to toe. His gaze felt disgusting, but Amane had faced worse. She was not letting some drunkard get to her head.

"Hey, are you drunk again? How many times have I told you not to drink? Alcohol is precious, and we need it as an emergency supply. I will throw you out of the base if you waste resources next time."

Kristia threatened, and the unknown drunkard quickly put his hands up in defeat. His empty bottle shattered as it fell to the ground.

"Fine…*hic*...I get it. No fun…*hic*...allowed."

The drunkard quickly walked away before he could be scolded more. But he did look back at Amane with a curious expression, wanting to know more about her.

At first, Amane was sure she saw recognition flash across his eyes when he looked at her. But that expression was gone the next second, replaced by a sigh.

"How are we going to manage the resources? We are already short on food and water-"

The man walked away while muttering these words under his breath. He sounded odd and drunk. He even stumbled into people who pardoned him.

"Don’t overthink about what that drunkard said. He tends to look at the negatives of a situation. Don’t let it bother you too much."

Kristia tried to make Amane feel better. But Melissa’s sudden hug surprised Amane. Warm arms warped around her before Melissa’s body was pressed up against her hard.

Melissa said nothing, but Amane could tell she was trying to comfort her. It was a surprisingly thoughtful gesture.

"Aww, this is surprisingly nice of you to consider comforting me like this, Melissa. But you can let me go now. I still need to meet your leader."

Amane informed Melissa, and the female reluctantly let go of Amane. Melissa looked as if she did not know what happened to her and quickly pulled back with a suspicious look. Amane just sighed and decided to walk into the main section of the building.

Somehow, it looked familiar. Amane felt that she had seen this building before, but her mind could not categorise where she had seen it before.

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"This building used to be the government’s official headquarters before it was recategorised and remodelled as our base of operation. It is the most high-tech building we have got to date."

Kristia informed before he knocked on the former president’s office door. It opened, and Amane noticed a familiar face sitting on the chair.

Stella looked as if she had aged. Her current looks were alarming for someone who had not changed in centuries.

"Lady Reize, we are back from the mission. And I have something important to report to you. We found someone in the rift, and we brought them back. She could even suppress the beast that attacked us with ease."

Kristia informed their leader, and Amane was shocked to hear that this was not Stella. Reize looked exactly like Stella, but her voice sounded different when she opened her mouth.

Reize was much more open than Stella, and her voice was decisive.

"Kristia, I told you to be careful in the rift and not to pick up useless baggage. But since you already brought her back, I might as well look at the person you brought back. The worst-case scenario would be you throwing her back into the rift."

Reize was not polite, and she was not caring. She was cold-blooded, made rational decisions, and did what suited her people. She had no time to think about unnecessary things.

"You remind me of someone I used to know long ago. Her name was Stella, and she used to be president as well. The resemblance you share with her is uncanny."

Amane looked at the female, and she could not hold her comment back. She needed to speak her words and get them off her chest.

Her words startled Reize, and she looked up. But she was not the only one surprised by Amane’s sudden words.

Even Kristia looked surprised and a little uncomfortable.

"You knew President Stella? That is impossible! She used to live more than 200 years ago. No human could live for that long once the Arch-lord took over. My grandmother, President Stella, was the first to fight against the Arch-lord, and she died to give us all a chance. Do not mock her name like this."

Reize looked angry, and her eyes flashed with danger. She looked ready to attack Amane at any time.

Seeing an older adult get angry on your friend’s behalf was amusing.

But what surprised Amane even more was to hear Reize’s connection to Stella. She thought they looked identical, but Amane would have never guessed that Reize was Stella’s granddaughter.

When did Stella get married and have kids?

"Stella’s granddaughter? I thought Stella vowed not to get married or start a family. She was married to her work, so it always worried me that she would never find a partner to appreciate her. Looks like my worry was not needed."

Amane sighed in relief while looking at her friend’s granddaughter. But both Reize and Kristia shared an uncomfortable look.

"Maybe saying that I am her ’granddaughter’ was not the right thing to say, considering the situation I was born in. Technically, I am a genetically modified clone of our former president, Stella."

Reize explained, and that made much more sense. Stella was always too busy and uninterested to have kids.

Seeing Amane’s calm expression made Reize feel odd. She had not expected anyone to remain calm when they learned their leader was a clone. Most people tended to lose trust in her and cause trouble for her.

But this female was different, making Reize feel odd in her chest. Her stomach was getting butterflies, and Reize decided not to overthink it. She could not afford to get sick this close to their goal.

"Kristia, show your guest to a room and have her complete compulsory training. We need to know where to put her and how much we can take advantage of her."

Amane did not sound bothered by these words. If anything, she looked excited to know more.

Reize did not know how long this excitement would last in the face of war, but she wanted to find out. Would Amane live up to her potential, or would she be disappointed?

’The Arch-lord would attack us soon and try to convert us into its believers. We just need to hold on until we can survive. We refuse to give up.’

Reize did not know why, but she felt hope in her heart for humanity’s survival. It felt as if everything would be alright once things calmed down.

"Miss Amane, come with me, and I will show you to your room. I will also help you settle in and provide a training suit. I saw your combat skills before, so I am sure you will do well in practical exams."

Kristia tried to make Amane feel better by saying these words. He wanted to support Amane but was curious if she would do well. She looked delicate, so Reize was worried about her.

But as soon as Amane stepped into the training chamber, she proved that there was nothing to worry about. Amane might have felt like a human in nature, but she was anything but one by her performance.