The Greatest Beast Tamer of Earth

The commentator looked at the crowd and said, “Everyone, are you excited?” The crowd cheered. It was like an important event in the city in the summer. There was a three-month holiday all over the nation, and many young and talented Beast Tamers who had Sword Beasts visited at this time to let their Contract Beasts train in the Sword Fiend Sanctuary.

“The first participant is Gyan Shinde,” The commentator announced that, under the curious gazes of the crowd, a yellow-haired man entered. His black beard gave him a more mature look, but he was only 22 years old, which was only considered young among beast tamers.

He was wearing a gold chain and a white T-shirt. ‘I wanted to wear my favorite jacket for this event, but the temperature here is too hot; I would be sweating buckets, which would not give a good impression.’ Some people in the crowd cheered when he entered. His golden teeth revealed itself when a big grin appeared on his face; he raised his hand and waved as if he were a celebrity.

The ones cheering him cheered even louder, and while they shoved a fake smile in their hearts, they sneered at this shameless guy. They were only here because they were paid to be, but this guy was pretending as if they were his literal fans.

The yellow-haired boy set his hair and stood in his place; he was above the battle arena below him, a formation created by multiple swords. He stood there, and his expression became serious. He took out his ‘Book of Contract,’ which was yellow-colored and surrounded by a golden glow that made it look even more beautiful.

“Gyan Shinde has taken out his ‘Book of Contracts.’ Which type of contract beast would he summon?” The commentator said. He was acting as if he didn’t know, but in truth, he already had an answer.

Gyan raised his ‘Book of Contract’ before pointing his right hand at the Batlle Arena. A white light moved from his book and turned into a sword with a golden hilt and pomelo. It was inside a sheath that had two legs that were moving in their place with a unique rhythm.

Rishi’s eyes widened in surprise when he saw this contract beast. It was a unique sword-type magic beast called the ‘Walking Sword.’ It was a sword beast that was very hard to get; only someone with connections would be able to get one. This magic beast was costly, but its strength was not great. Rich kids mainly used it to show off, nothing more.

The yellow-haired boy looked at the surprised expression of the crowd, and his grin grew even more significant. A light lit up in his eyes as he thought about the next move. He commanded, “Goldy, come out.”

The magic beast shone in a blue glow before the sword emerged and started floating in the air. Its beautiful golden body was revealed to the crowd. Its blade had many beautiful carvings, making it look even more beautiful. This sword brought a hint of jealousy and greed into the hearts of many swordsmen.

The crowd cheered when they saw it; they all thought it was very cool. Only some knowledgeable people knew this magic beast was like an elephant’s teeth: different for showing (tusks) and different for eating. (It’s a saying that means external appearances are often deceptive.)

The confidence of the first participant skyrocketed when he saw the whole crowd cheering for him. He straightened up and commanded, “Goldy, go near that pathetic sword formation and show the world how great I am.”𝓷𝒪𝑽𝐄𝓵𝓃𝑒xt.𝑐𝑜𝔪

The golden sword shone in a golden glow and moved towards the sword formation; the lower part of its body, the sheath with legs, followed behind. The Sword Beast wanted to move deeper into the sword formation, but it could not due to the pressure it felt from those swords. It tried for two seconds but was unable to move any further.

The master of the sword beast saw that and knew he had to interfere, or all his efforts till now would be in vain. He coughed and said, “Goldy, there is no need to move any further in this shabby formation; move as many swords as possible.”

The golden sword released its brilliance. It started releasing golden light that attracted the attention of the swords in the formation. It tried its beast, and soon many swords shook. After a while, the light surrounding the golden sword dimmed, and it was about to fall. It was when its master interfered again. “It’s enough for the first round. Come back; we will show our full power in the second round.”

While some more people understood that this person was faking, the crowd was mostly filled with low-level Beast Tamers and youngsters that were disappointed by him and cheered for him. The result showed up on the screen. Its final score was 121, which was above average and a very good score considering it was the first try.

After him, many participants tried, but no one was able to score more than him. The audience was getting bored when a tall, black-haired girl with light brown skin appeared.

“Everyone, please welcome Yasika Rathore; she is the pride of Sikar City. She will be representing our Raj.(Rajasthan) state. She comes from the prestigious Rathore Clan, one of our state’s famous warrior clans.” Announced the commentator with an excited tone; while the exam was completely fair, the people from the same state shared some bonds that may not be shown on other occasions, but when it comes to competitions like this. People usually support the people of their own state, and when it comes to the Rathore Clan, it was worshipped by many in Raj.

Only a few people knew that even if this girl was from the Rathore Clan, she would certainly be from a branch clan. If it was someone from the main branch, then there was no need for her to enter this competition. While they knew the truth, they decided to lay low. Offending even a branch clan would have serious consequences. They may not act openly, but big clans have their ways.

Rishi looked at this girl and was surprised she was fifteen years old, but she was already so strong at such a young age, and when he heard her clan name, he was even more interested.

The Rathore clan was very famous; honestly, it was even slightly stronger than the main Rawat clan. He had not heard much about them as he was never interested in such topics, but from what he had heard from clan elders, there was a healthy competition between both clans.

Both clans originated from common ancestry due to their respect for each other and their ancestors. Both Clan members shared a common identity called Rajput; they were the warriors that ruled a big part of India and were famous for their faithfulness, bravery, and chivalry for many years, but later due to internal disputes, lack of unity, and changes in the battle strategies, they lost, and the Rajput Empire disappeared in the pages of history like the rest of the Empires. They remained but were never able to reach their initial glory, and with time, they only got weaker and weaker due to a lack of resources.

History is written by winners and, unfortunately they lost. The reasons can be many, but the result is the same. While it was sad and didn’t do justice to their sacrifice, when has this world been fair to anyone? After that came the era of technology, where people had to become slaves to their bosses and work to earn a living, the time changed, and the battle clans started to wither away slowly. The legacy was passed on by many, but the younger generation thought it was of no use. Why must they learn how to fight when they can achieve everything by getting a good job?

When everyone had lost hope, and the clans and families worldwide had given up, it was the day when the Earth changed forever. A lot of blood was shed, and when the people saw the deaths from close range, they saw how the government could not save each of them and needed to depend on themselves.

It was the time when the rusted swords were drawn again, the blood was split, but it was of enemies, and the hot blood running in the veins of the warriors boiled once again. They were among the first to accept this change, and the legacies of the fierce warriors from different places and eras were revived again. The famous warrior groups like the Samurai, Ninjas, Zulu, Marathas, Spartans, Mongols, Rajputs, Shang Clan, etc., that still had descendants till now have again started to rise; the only difference was that the others also had the same chances now. A tradition of teaching fighting gave them a slight advantage, but not all of them could become hegemons again.

When Rishi looked at this girl wearing a white top and black jeans and summoning her ‘Book of Contracts,’ he sighed. This is also a change. He smiled as he looked at the girl. At an earlier time, it was rare for the girls to be trained as warriors; now, it looks like the clans have also changed their ways and focused more on results. He nodded; it was a good change.

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