Fantastic Beasts of Records: Lecherous Prince Of The Sea

And even if he had the power to do so, and such a thing was probably as easy as flicking his fingers, that still doesn't change the fact that he choose to do all these things for me.

He would have refused and just consoled me, letting me continue to live my life as I continued to drown in my misery and the affliction that constantly impaled my heart.

But he didn't.

And for that, I was grateful.

He has gained my respect and admiration.

I wonder if he was recruiting followers, if not I would have liked to join his cult and preach the sermons of the 'happiness god'.

Building a few temples in his name wouldn't be that bad.

Hmm! I will talk with him about that if I ever get the chance to see him again.

I halted my thoughts as the words on the page disappeared and were replaced by new ones.

[RUlES:

All rules are written and reserved by 'The Happiness god':

Rule number 1: The only way to communicate with the book 'Fantastic Beast of Records' is by writing on its pages. Every other method is ineffective.

Rule number 2: A beast can only be tamed record once you have dropped its blood on its pages.

Rule number 3: Once a beast's blood has touched its pages you can see and edit its recorded history or choose its evolutionary path.

Rule number 3-A: History can only be changed in correspondence to one's power. The stronger the rank, the stronger the chances of manipulating a beast's history to fit the desired format.

Rule number 3-B: Changing the history of a beast has the possibility of affecting the world around it. History is connected by strings, be sure not to get it entangled or risk facing the consequences.

Rule number 4: Only a beast on the same circle, rank or two ranks above the host can be tamed.

Rule number 5: You can not tame several beasts at once but can do so after ten minutes intervals.

Rule number 6: A beast that has already been tamed can not be tamed.

Rule number 7: All beasts are bound to be loyal once tamed.

Rule number 8: The book's temporary space storage can only be used by the host.

Rule number 9: [Locked]

Rule number 10: [Locked] ]

My hands shivered in excitement as I read.

This was it. I was not a fool, and neither did it take long for me to understand what these words meant.

And as though, it could somehow sense that I was done reading, the rules disappeared and were replaced with another row of texts.

[Host: Wyatt Brewer

Title: Beast Tamer [Beginner]

Mana Numerical Value: 98

Ascension Rank: Mage Ascendant

Ascendant Path: Beast Tamer

Ascension Level: Rank 1 [Ist Circle]

Ascendant Path: ???

Ascension Level: ???

Tamed Beasts: None [Can only tame three beasts currently] ]

This was really what I thought it was.

This is my attribute sheet!!!

My attribute sheet. And from everything I have just read, it seems like I won't be powerless in this world.

But damn, the former Prince Wyatt was really born with a silver spoon.

A mana numerical value of 98. That was just 2 numbers away from reaching 100. And added to the fact that he was a prince was like replacing a silver spoon with a golden spoon.

Though I still wonder what the extra ascension path meant, my only guess was that it belonged to which path Prine Wyatt had chosen or yet to choose, while the beast-tamer path was given to me by the book.

Still, I would have to find out if the former Prince Wyatt had chosen any path. And if he hadn't, I will still need to learn how to control mana so that I will be able to confirm my guess.

Now, for the main ingredient.

To find a beast and tame it.

But, where am I going to get one right one?

I had almost forgotten that I was currently in the middle of the ocean. And unless I wanted to go fishing for some magical beast then I would have to wait until we had reached land to try out the other features of the book.

But to frustration, there was no land in sight.

I looked outside the small window behind me and watched as the sun gradually set, setting the ocean in two shades of red and orange hue.

It was beautiful, one could just breathe in and rejuvenate by watching it set while also finding some kind of self-made significance in it.

But I didn't.

I have so much to plan and think about, so the only thing that I can do right now was to watch and appreciate the scenery.

'Rumble!!" "Rumble!!"

Damn!! I am hungry.

I felt my stomach rumbling several times in indignation as it cried out in hunger.

I would have made my way to the kitchen immediately if only I knew where it was.

"Knock!!" "Knock!!!"

The sound of someone knocking on my reached my ears.

I wonder who it was since I don't think that mad John would be coming back to see me later this evening.

It might be the female knight though if I think about it more clearly.

"Who is it?" I said, raising my voice loud enough for the person on the other side to hear me.

"It's the cook, Prince Wyatt".

I raised a brow when I heard his response.

A cook. And right on time too.

I wonder if he could read minds.

Probably not.

"Come in!!".

The door creaked open as I saw who it was.

A man dressed in a grey taffeta breech, a white baggy shirt with a yellow vest on top, and a red scarf tied around his waist while it let loose end extended down to his kneel together with a black fancy boot.

All in all, he looked like a typical pirate.

"Your dinner Prince Wyatt" He said, dropping a tray of different food servings on the table across me.