Warm Dragon

Russell did not leave Fluorescent Castle empty-handed. The Baron and his wife prepared a carriage full of supplies for him to take back.

And there were also a large number of magic potions for Russell's subsequent practice.

"You should concentrate on your practice. Just tell your mother if you need anything." Mrs. Meryl carefully adjusted Russell's collar. "Your father has made you a lord and given you the status of a noble. Your mother has nothing to give you, but you can afford the resources for practice."

"Thank you, mother. Your son will always love you." Russell hugged Mrs. Meryl. Maybe there was some acting involved, but it was indeed from the heart.

Many noble families will pass on resources to the eldest son and let the second son go out to fight.

There are not many people like the Baron and his wife who still care for their second son.

After letting go of his mother, Russell looked at Baron Roman on the side. The baron seemed ready to hug Russell.

But Russell just smiled slightly and bowed to his father: "Father, I do the same to you."

Baron Roman waved his hand: "Stinky boy, let's go!"

The carriage started, and Russell also jumped on the horse, followed closely by the golden and silver wolfhound Kevin and the red-eyed rat king.

After walking out of the big arch in front of the castle, Charles looked back at the towering castle and couldn't help but sighed: "Sir, the fluorescent mushroom family is the most loving noble family I have ever seen. The love of the baron and his wife for you is better than most parents in the world."

"Yes, I think so too." Russell looked up at the sky. Lord Ross was strolling above the sky, making a "chirp" sound from time to time.

He expanded his chest and said: "That's why I have to cheer up, manage the Black Waist Snake Manor well, and guard the south gate of the Valley of the Dark Light. If Roland achieves something in the future and expands his territory, I can also lead the way for him."

"Do you hope that Master Roland will succeed in riding a dragon?" Charles asked in a low voice.

In memory, my predecessor had complained to Charles many times, complaining that he could not see Lord Ross from his room most of the time, while Roland's room was facing the tower where Lord Ross liked to sit.

Obviously, my predecessor was obsessed with Lord Ross and wanted to ride a dragon all the time.

This is understandable. As a descendant of a dragon family, how could he not regard riding a dragon as the pinnacle of life.

Even mortals would dream of riding a dragon.

However, Russell at this moment had already changed his soul, and his mentality naturally changed drastically.

He responded calmly: "Teacher Charles, you may not believe it, but as the second son of the family, I have gained too much. The distinction between the old and the young is the basis of the inheritance of the aristocratic system, so I will no longer be jealous of Roland."

"I believe you." Charles smiled.

Russell continued, "I sincerely hope that Roland can get the recognition of Mr. Ross and lead the fluorescent mushroom family to a higher position. As for myself, I also have ambitious goals, and I am working hard for them."

"I believe that you can achieve your ambitious goals." Charles took off his hat on horseback, "and I am willing to follow you and work hard for your ambitious goals... Maybe I can't compare with Eric's fighting ability, but please rest assured that I will manage the manor territory properly."

"Follow?" Russell caught the blind spot.

Charles responded frankly: "Of course, following you and becoming your follower has always been my expectation."

After a pause, he continued, "It's just that I haven't found the right opportunity. And today, at this moment, the sunset is about to set, and the afterglow shines on the earth. Perhaps this is the opportunity I have been looking forward to."

"Haha!" Russell laughed.

Charles then asked loudly: "Sir, do you need me to dismount and swear?"

"No, Charles, the follower loyalty ceremony is not on the surface, but in the heart. We have known each other for many years, you understand me, and I understand you." Russell did not stop the team, but drew his green ceramic sword.

He turned around on horseback, put the tip of the sword on Charles' shoulder, and tapped three times on each side, completing a simple follower loyalty ceremony.

Take back the green ceramic sword.

In theory, Russell and Charles have become true monarchs and ministers, and this is also a contract that will be watched by the dragon.

Loyal people share the glory.

Betrayer will be spurned by the dragon.

However, after completing the follower loyalty ceremony, it did not affect the tacit understanding between Russell and Charles. They can still tease and laugh with each other, like friends more than leaders and subordinates, and Charles has even become more calm.

Before he followed, he was still a little nervous, but now he is completely relaxed.

Even dirty jokes started: "Baron Swan's territory is the most suitable for raising cattle, so bullfighting competitions are held every year on the shores of Swan Lake. Baron Quinbiff happens to like to eat bull balls, so he stipulates that the balls of the defeated bulls must be cut off and eaten every time..."

"Then what?"

"Once after a bullfight, Baron Quinbiff suddenly found that the balls were smaller today, so he asked why. Do you know how the servant answered?"

"How did he answer?"

"The servant replied, sir, it's not always the bullfight that loses, today, it's the bullfighter who lost...hahahahahaha..." Charles finished laughing with joy.

Although it wasn't very funny, Russell still laughed along: "Haha..."

At the moment when the sun was about to set, two riders and horses with a carriage finally rushed back to the Black Snake Manor.

Eric has been waiting in the manor courtyard.

Seeing Russell and his entourage return safely, he felt relieved and said, "Kevin and the Red-Eyed Rat King had a smooth trip, right?"

"Don't worry, everything is fine." Russell understood what he was worried about. After all, the Red-Eyed Rat King has not yet made a contract, so beware of its possible recurrence.

"That's good, sir, I'll take my leave now."

"Don't leave in a hurry, go back after dinner."

"promise."

During dinner, Russell specially made extra meals for Kevin and Red Eye, and then arranged for Red Eye to live in a new rat kennel specially built for him - right next to the golden wolf dog Kevin's kennel.

When it was time to go to bed, before Russell could lie down, he heard Kevin barking outside.

Then Hongyan also made a chirping sound.

"Go down and see what these two phantom beasts are doing." Russell was not at ease, so he got up and went downstairs to check out the situation.

After a quick look, I realized that Red Eyes had driven some mice from nowhere.

It is a phantom beast that evolved from a mouse, and has the identity of the Rat King. It can naturally drive ordinary rats and help them find food.

But Kevin was obviously dissatisfied with this and did not allow Red Eye to take the mouse home, destroying the environment of the manor's courtyard.

"Woof woof!"

"Jiji!"

"Okay, stop here." Russell scolded the two phantom beasts and dispersed them to prevent them from fighting.

Then he looked at Hongyan and the trembling little mice behind him.

The group of big rats that Hongyan worked so hard to cultivate in the cave have been made into rat meat and dried in the courtyards of every serf household. So he could only drive away a few unattractive little mice from nearby.

"Red Eyes, don't attract rats to the manor. On the contrary, there are rats here, and you have to be responsible for driving them away."

"Jiji!" Hongyan was a little reluctant.

As the King of Rats, he couldn't even take in a few of his little brothers. How could he be a lonely rat without any pomp when he walked out?

Russell patted its head: "Anyway, there can't be rats in the manor's courtyard. Of course, you are the rat king, and driving rats is your talent, and I will not restrain you. In this way, if nothing happens on weekdays, I will allow you Go to the dungeon and form your team of rats."

At the same time, Russell made another agreement with Hongyan: "But you must restrain your younger brothers, and even the rats in the entire Black-rumped Snake Manor, not to destroy crops or steal food... If you really want to eat, you can go outside to eat."

"Jiji." Hongyan understood.

Then he drove away the little mice behind him with some reluctance. Watching the little mice disappear into the night, he felt a little depressed.

Russell narrowed his eyes and suddenly thought that he might be able to use the talent of the Red-Eyed Rat King instead of just letting it restrain the rats from eating.

"Red Eyes is the Rat King... If I had an army of rats, they would be in the caves, or even the entire Netherlight Valley..."