All Class Tamer

Earlier, on the road to Lavela Kingdom—before the wedding...

Princess Aurora sat gracefully in her carriage, adjusting her makeup as the wheels creaked softly beneath her. Outside, Ion marched beside it, eyes sharp on the horizon.

"Ion," she called.

He glanced over. "Yes, Princess?"

"What do you think about Ares?"

"Why are you asking me this?" he replied with irritation.

Aurora smiled faintly. "You always bully him. Why?"

"He's weak. That's all," Ion said proudly.

"Then look at him now. He's growing stronger, isn't he?" she said smugly.

Ion went quiet, the sound of galloping hooves filling the silence.

"You know why Desmond and I treat him like a brother?" she continued. "It's not just kindness. It's because... where did Amanda come from? And who was Ares's father?"

Ion stiffened slightly.

"Why is someone with no background a Tamer? And why can he tame dungeon monsters?" Aurora mused. "That's no coincidence."

"He's just lucky," Ion muttered, a hint of envy in his voice.

"And yet, now he has his own harem," she added, applying crimson to her lips. "He might even surpass us one day."

Ion said nothing as the carriage arrived at the grand gates of Lavela. He took up position outside the wedding hall, jaw clenched. Aurora stepped inside, her half-sisters waving flirtatiously at him.

His teammates chuckled behind him. "Well, well, did the twins just wave at you?"

"I—no! They didn't—shut up!" Ion snapped, his face burning.

Laughter followed—until a shadow loomed behind them.

"Do you envy him... or dream of becoming him?" a cold voice asked.

One of Ion's teammates turned and snapped, "Who are you? This is a private event!"

Ion's eyes widened in horror. "Behind you—!"

A powerful blow sent Ion crashing through the wedding hall doors.

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Present time.

"Dear, stay back," Aurora said, blades gleaming in her hands. "This isn't for a Rank-B to handle."

Desmond smiled. "Darling, once our brother's girls recover, I think they'll be enough. But for now—let me test some of my creations."

"Suit yourself," she replied, already sprinting rooftop to rooftop.

Desmond walked calmly, firing Diamond Bullets from his magic gun. The corrupted figure—once Dauge, now possessed by Dengka—roared with hatred and envy.

I stood by the front doors, waiting for my team to recover. Aurora's twin half-sisters, Kana, with short red hair and Kira, with long light blue hair, helped Ion to his feet. I approached him with a raised brow.

"What are you looking at?" he grumbled, blushing.

My girls finally regained their senses.

Without needing orders, Aisha leapt forward.

I held my palm out and activated the new spells I studied secretly in Desmond's library.

"Legendary heroes within our souls! Grant us your strength—Heroes Buff!"

A golden magic circle expanded beneath us.

"Sins buried deep—punish them with Chaos! Nemesis Debuff!"

Chains of dark energy wrapped around Dengka, suppressing his power.

"Reshia, wall!"

"Boneterra Wall!" she cried, summoning a fortress of bones and stone around the monster.

Desmond climbed onto the wall and unleashed a barrage of Diamond Missiles from his magic gun launcher.

From above, Aurora darted between walls like lightning, slashing Dengka each time she passed. Aisha fell from the sky, striking him with Drenching Disaster.

Ion, mounted on horseback, charged in.

"Archlight Cavalry!"

Spectral copies of Ion rode beside him in a gleaming cavalry formation, galloping beside him, striking as one.

Dengka screamed and thrashed, breaking free of my spell.

But Luna stepped in, an artifact glowing in her hand.

"Order! Heroes Buff! Chaos! Nemesis Debuff!"

I blinked in awe. "Luna…?"

"Go, Master. I'll hold him," she said calmly.

Kana and Kira hovered in the air.

"Blazing flare, empower our strength!" Kana shouted.

"Freezing aqua, center our minds!" Kira followed.

"Together, as one—Freezing Ablaze!!" they cried, fusing into a radiant warrior of fire and ice.

I conjured a bone-forged blade, channeling all my magic into it.

"Hellfire, Blood, Terra, Order, Chaos—

ATONE YOUR SINS!"

I brought my blade down with everything I had, tearing through the aura of envy.

"Hurricane Vortex!" Aurora followed.

"Frostburn Blizzard!" the twins chanted in sync.

"Diamond Shards Gatling!" Desmond shouted, unleashing a storm from his newest gun.

Dengka staggered. His form writhed with envy and rage.

"DAMN YOU ALL!!" he shrieked.

And then—he fell.

The corrupted energy lifted. Dauge collapsed, free from Dengka's grasp.

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Cheers erupted from the people, though the hall was ruined.

Desmond turned to Aurora, holding her hand. "Let's finish what we started."

"The wedding cake still needs to be cut," Aurora said proudly.

Aisha's ears twitched. "Cake!" Her tail wagged.

"You must be tired," Desmond said.

"I'm fine, dear," Aurora replied with a smile.

They kissed gently.

As the cake was sliced, Aurora tossed the bouquet to the cheering crowd. Kira and Kana caught it—together.

"We're waiting for you, Ion!" they said in unison.

Ion's brain short-circuited. I just chuckled.

But I knew in my heart—Dengka was not truly defeated. That wasn't his real body. The crimson stone… he gave it to Dauge. He was pulling the strings all along.

Dauge was imprisoned again—this time, deeper in the palace chambers.

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That night, as we slept, a dungeon silently took form in the crater left behind in Piltre City.

From within its shadows, countless white eyes slowly opened—watching, waiting.

And not a single soul was aware.