A Plant Master from a prosperous magical era died and reincarnated as a physically defective Sub-Beast on the Beastman Continent. Orphaned right after birth, he was raised by the entire tribe. Kaelen thought he would live a peaceful, uneventful life until the end of his days.
Unexpectedly, during an instance where he accidentally wandered into a cave where a beastman was in a state of frenzy, he was violated by the beastman Sane.
After that unintended night, neither of them liked the other, so they reached a secret agreement to keep the matter quiet. Sane took responsibility for providing Kaelen with daily necessities and various new seeds until one of them found a mate. Thanks to these supplies, Kaelen began using his Plant Master abilities from his past life to farm step by step, transforming the barren land around his house into a lush, little green farm.
What Sane didn't expect was that the more he interacted with Kaelen, watching how quietly and gently Kaelen cared for each young sprout, the more adorable he found Kaelen to be. Sane grew to like being around Kaelen more and more, constantly reminiscing about the fresh scent of grass and vegetation lingering on Kaelen's body.
Could it be... I've fallen for him?
While Sane was still tangled up in his own feelings and had yet to realize that Kaelen's body was secretly gestating a little egg, Kaelen's bountiful magical harvests had already alerted the outside world. A whole bunch of stinky beastmen with formidable backgrounds began swarming around his soft, sweet-smelling darling to vie for Kaelen's attention. There was the incredibly arrogant Young Chief of the Lion Tribe, the fierce Intermediate Warrior of the High City, the Oracle of the Temple holding supreme authority...
Sane: “...”
Get lost, all of you! That's my son's Papa!

Kaelen's body shot upward violently and lunged at the sub-beast with lightning speed. His fangs and claws lengthened, and spotted fur characteristic of a leopard appeared on his cheeks.


The air seemed to tear apart from his speed. The sub-beast, who had been laughing hideously, was pierced through by the claws and shattered into pieces. Space suddenly twisted, and a beam of white light gradually expanded. Without time to think, Kaelen turned and gathered the little snake covered in blood and flesh into his arms.


One person and one snake vanished as the beam of light extinguished. The dark space shook violently before crumbling into countless fragments.


"Bennett, Bennett!" An old man in a mage's robe lightly kicked the bottom of a young man lying on the grass: "You rotten brat, have you finished ripening the amount of spiritual tea needed for today or are you just lying here sleeping?!"


Chapter 92 - Chapter 92: The Little Snake in the Spiritual Tea Garden