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Chapter 129: The Mansion of the Magical Beasts and the Baronet
Gideon Baronet stood tall with his striking white hair, showcasing a proud figure that was neither quite middle-aged nor elderly—just hanging out in that awkward in-between phase. He wore a jewel-encrusted sword at his waist and medals hanging from his chest, reminiscent of an aged and seasoned war hero.
As someone from modern times, I had little clue what “Baronet” entailed, but I figured it was something vaguely similar to a frontline three-star general.
“You’re the famous legendary magical beast, huh? The Gryphon in the royal garden is impressive, but you’re quite the celebrity yourself!” Gideon’s sharp eyes scrutinized me with a sly glint. His neatly trimmed beard, perfectly folded handkerchief on his chest, and pristine white gloves told me a bit about his personality.
“Just looking at him makes him seem awfully prim and proper. I wonder if a guy like this has a hobby of collecting beasts from the Ancient Nest.”
Gideon’s lips twitched into the tiniest of smiles under his white mustache.
“The Knight of the White Fur, Sir Alpha. Truly, as the rumors say, your fur is dazzlingly white. At first glance, you appear younger and more innocent than the beasts in my garden, but to think you could be a legendary creature close to the Platinum Grade!”
Gideon casually queried the Guardsmen standing beside me. “Does this one bite or claw at people?”
“Not once so far, at least,” the knight replied. “He’s smart enough to understand most things people say.”
Maybe he didn’t believe it. Gideon squinted, forming thin wrinkles, then bent down to meet my eye level with a look of curiosity.
“A magical beast not attacking humans? What a dreamlike creature!”
Gideon snapped his fingers, and his maid, standing in the back, passed something to him.
He removed his white gloves and extended the item towards me. “Magical beasts go crazy for this. When they receive it, they hide their fangs and wag their tails like obedient puppies.”
—What is this?
I squinted at the bizarre food he held—an enormous hornet with a yellow and black body, roughly the size of a human fist!
A hornet the size of a human! I felt like running away at the horrific sight.
—Eww, no way! Even I draw the line at insects like this…
As I took a few steps back and turned my head, Gideon looked perplexed.
“You don’t eat honeybees? You’re the first beast I’ve ever seen that refuses this! What do you usually feed him?”
“I give him food similar to what people eat. He seems to have a taste for expensive food, probably because he’s clever.”
“Haha, interesting! Truly interesting!”
Gideon rose from his spot, laughing heartily. He returned the hornet to the maid and put his gloves back on.
“Well then, as agreed with Lord Batus and His Majesty Solomon, I’ll be in charge of Sir Alpha for the next ten days.”
Gideon’s carriage trekked westward, a little to the outskirts of the royal city. It seemed he had a mansion and a garden in that vast forest surrounding the royal city.
—What’s that smell? What perfume are you wearing?
Inside the carriage, I rubbed my face against Gideon’s maid.
If I had done that in my past life as a human, I would have certainly been slapped and reported for harassment, but here I was—a beloved legendary magical beast.
Most things were forgiven with mere beastly charm, often met with smiles or even affection.
Gideon, sitting across from me, chuckled at the sight of me clinging to his maid.
“A magical beast displaying such affection! It truly is something special. You wouldn’t even need a leash or chain; you could let him roam around the house like a pet.”
“N-no! Aahhh!”
But unlike Gideon’s cheerful demeanor, the maid trembled in fear.
Even though I was wagging my tail and showing friendliness, she still seemed terrified. Was she just not fond of beasts?
Well, to most people, I was no different from feral animals like bears, tigers, and lions.
Even if I was tame and gentle, some people would still be freaked out if I stuck to them like glue.
Gideon pulled out a pair of thin-framed glasses and began murmuring while observing me and the maid intently.
“Thick claws, white fur. At first glance, he resembles the Grid Ratel, a relative of the Breed Ratel…. Are those quills on his back about 10 cm long? A porcupine… or maybe an edge hog? According to old documents, legendary magical beasts can take on various forms. So, is this real?”
—You sure know your stuff. Assessing my evolution form just by looking—are you some kind of animal expert?
“The sound it makes is like a ‘crrrk’, or should I say ‘karrk’? Such an intriguing sound! Is it for communication with people or other beasts? What purpose does this sound serve?”
—You ask a lot of questions. I wonder what this lady’s name is.
I brushed my tail gently against the trembling maid’s chin, and she twitched adorably as if battling tickles.
She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. Given that adulthood in this world is fourteen, she might be right on the cusp of being an adult.
While my friend Leaf seemed like just a kid, this girl radiated the fresh vitality of someone just stepping into adulthood, much like freshly rinsed lettuce.
Unlike the refined maids at the royal palace, she bore a slightly clumsy and awkward demeanor, making me want to annoy her even more.
“St-stop it!”
The maid grasped my tail, unable to withstand the tickling sensation. Gideon observed with a glint in his glasses, smirking with a raised eyebrow.
“You’re quite the charmer, Symphony. I might just be catching a whiff of the scent of the Ancient Nest from you.”
“I-I’m scared of this thing! It feels like it’s about to bite my neck any second now…!”
“Is your fear of a magical beast instinctive? I heard he hails from the Great Forest in the East. For someone from the desert, your fear may stem from something etched in your ancestry… It’s strange to fear a beast you’ve never encountered. Perhaps there’s a deep connection between the two great magical nests….”
Gideon rambled on about something incomprehensible.
I looked into the eyes of the maid, Symphony, who was staring at me with a mixture of fear and curiosity.
—Are you also from the Ancient Nest? Do you have the ability to transform into a raccoon or something?
She was cute but didn’t look particularly special. Her long, shiny blonde hair reminded me of a child star from a foreign film.
But there was nothing about her that associated her with the “Ancient Nest.”
—It smells nice, though. Not perfume—just natural scent. It feels familiar yet has a fresh, grassy smell…
“W-what are you doing?!”
As I sniffed Symphony, Gideon’s maid shoved my face away and grabbed a horn on my head.
“Eek!”
Suddenly touched, it felt like lightning shot through my body, and I leaped around the cramped carriage, baring my fangs.
—Hey! What do you think you’re touching?!
My fierce reaction and growling startled Symphony, making her tremble even more.
“Wh-what did you do, Symphony?! Why is he growling?!”
Gideon, too, seemed frazzled, breaking free from his deep thoughts and sputtering in a rush.
Symphony shook her head in dismay. “I-I don’t know…!”
Her long blonde hair swayed, revealing her perky ears sticking out.
—What’s with those ears?
I retracted my fangs and settled my fur, staring at her ears, which were sharp and triangular.
—Looks like you’re not just an ordinary human. Are you a descendant of mythical creatures? What’s going on?
I leaned closer to examine Symphony’s ears.
Perhaps startled by my earlier growl, Symphony stood frozen like a rabbit caught in headlights.
—As a descendant of mythical beasts, you seem a bit weak, though. You don’t look that different from a regular human.
I stuck out my tongue and licked her ear. It tasted bland, just like the royal maid’s palm I had licked once before.
“Hmm….”
Symphony’s ears turned deep red. Deciding I wouldn’t torment the poor trembling maid any longer, I laid my belly flat on the carriage floor.
The carriage finally arrived at Gideon’s mansion as the sun dipped low in the late afternoon.
I shook off the drowsiness from my brief nap.
“Let’s see what awaits me in Gideon’s treasure garden.”
Reflecting on all the stories I’d heard from the palace maids and Guardsmen, Gideon was quite the eccentric, and his bizarre antics were already legendary.
Especially his infamous collecting habits swung between gossip and truth—like how he supposedly bought a suspicious jar claimed to hold “mermaid bl**d” for a sum that equaled half a year’s budget, or how he scooped up animal skins at prices double their actual worth, calling them “dragon skin.”
The tale of him acquiring a single page from an outrageous poetry collection for half his fortune was just the cherry on top. Having lived in modern society, I couldn’t discern whether any of these rumors were true or just fun fabrications.
Among all the treasures in Gideon’s collection, the one with the most stories was undoubtedly the expansive garden behind his mansion.
Filled with all kinds of plants and creatures from around the world, it was rumored that this place could essentially be called a magical world unto itself.
“We’ve arrived.”
I stepped out of the carriage and gazed up at the mansion.
If the royal palace screamed grandeur fit for a king, Gideon’s mansion shouted, “a powerful authority resides here!”
—Creepy.
Maybe it was the dark clouds hanging over the mansion, but it gave off a chilling vibe, almost as if rumors about spirits and someone hanging in room X would seem entirely plausible here.
Caw!
Caw!
The crows perched on the mansion cawed noisily at me and Gideon. With a scowl, Gideon dismissed them nonchalantly, “d*mn garlic crows.”
—Garlic crows? What’s that? Aren’t they just regular crows?
Those crows had menacing crimson eyes that glinted ominously around us.
“Master, you’ve arrived earlier than expected! Allow me to handle your belongings and outerwear.”
A gentleman in a navy suit resembling a tailcoat was waiting at the mansion entrance.
With bright blonde hair and pointed ears, I wondered if he were related to Symphony, the maid who accompanied us to the royal city.
He might be one of the servants or butlers employed at the mansion.
The blonde man took Gideon’s luggage with a thin smile.
“Is this the recently renowned magical beast Behemoth? He’s smaller than I expected from what Lady Vitali mentioned.”
“Yeah, Harmony. What do you think of him? Does he look scary to you? Your sister Symphony was shaking like a leaf.”
“Hmm…”
The young man, Harmony, peered down at me with an unbroken smile.
—So, you’re Harmony, and your sister’s Symphony. What an easy naming convention!
Just as I was mentally grading Gideon’s naming sense, I caught the glint of Harmony’s blue eyes shining through his slitted gaze.
“What a cute creature! Quite unlike a magical beast indeed.”
“Right? If it’s just a matter of sharing the same kind, I guess you perceive things a bit differently. Looks like I need to revise my theory.”
“Now, let’s head inside. I’ll instruct the other servants to prepare dinner. Come on, you too, Alpha.”
I was ushered inside the mansion by Gideon’s diligent servant, Harmony.
At that moment, shadowy, misty figures began to creep up in front of me.
【Ancient Nest: The Paradise of Fanatics】
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