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!

Jaxon's footsteps stopped abruptly, and the people stepping forward to welcome the Chief also froze. They stared fixedly at Sane and Kaelen, holding their breath waiting for an answer.


Sane nodded slightly. Instantly, the atmosphere in the tribe practically burst from Barton's roar:


"Rank five! The Chief has broken through to rank five!"


Tears streamed down Jaxon's face. He placed a hand over his eyes wanting to hide them, but his body trembling incessantly to the rhythm of his sobs betrayed him. Zale and Nordhal could not hold back; they approached Sane and emotionally punched his shoulder.


It had been a very long time since low-tier tribes like theirs had someone above Rank 3.


Kaelen waited for everyone to calm down, asking: "How long were we in here? Why do I feel like it has been a very long time?"


Jaxon sniffled: "Eleven days..." Then he stiffened, looking at Kaelen in disbelief: "Kaelen, you, you..."


Chapter 94 - Chapter 94: Sweet Dew