Warm Dragon

In the end, Russell didn't let Butler Morris lock up the wine cellar in the manor's courtyard because he didn't lack the money for the red wine.

Moreover, the house that Charles and Eric were looking for in the small market has begun to be repaired and will soon be moved from the manor.

A jubilant celebration banquet ended at noon. Russell immediately used his fighting spirit to refine alcohol and was completely sober before setting off in the afternoon.

As a lord, he still travels with four knights, plus a male servant.

"Chirp, chirp..."

Before reaching the town, I heard a chirping sound coming from above my head. It was Lord Ross' dragon roar. It was not as domineering as a dragon, but a bit funny.

Sir Ross, who seemed to have noticed Russell and his entourage, who was strolling in the sky, suddenly swooped down.

"My lord, it's Mr. Ross!" Tom shouted.

"It's okay, Mr. Ross just came to say hello." Russell stopped the black horse under his crotch and raised his head to look at the sky.

The clay dragon Rose folded his wings and struck like a meteor, as if heading straight for Russell.

But Russell remained unmoved, pulling the reins and holding the horse's belly to prevent his mount from running away in fright, and stared at Sir Ross with a burning gaze.

One person and one dragon.

Their eyes seemed to be clashing in the air, sparks of electricity flashing.

When Mr. Ross was about to pounce forward, he suddenly spread his wings and flew into the air again with a beautiful sudden stop and tail flick.

Hooray!

The strong wind with flapping wings stirred up the dust on the Cinder Avenue, as if a small sandstorm had erupted, making Russell and several knights unable to open their eyes.

Galloping high and high, the horse ridden by the manservant Ram fell to the ground in shock, throwing Ram to the side and groaning.

"Huh... bah bah!"

Russell breathed a sigh of relief and quickly spit out the charcoal residue that splashed into his mouth.

Staring at the retreating clay dragon Rose, a fierce light flashed through the darkness, and there was anger hidden in his heart.

A mere two-legged flying dragon actually dared to slap his nose on his face: "Damn dragon! Just wait, wait for my little dream dragon to come back...see if I don't ride you to death!"

Good mood, so bad.

Russell couldn't wait to kill the clay dragon immediately and sprinkle the clay dragon's blood on the land of his manor to create a large clay mine.

Of course, just thinking about it.

"Sir, Sir Ross's way of greeting you is a little too enthusiastic." Tom, the knight's retinue, smiled awkwardly.

"Yeah, the enthusiasm is too much." Russell didn't want to say more. He glanced at Ram on the ground and said, "Go and see if Ram is injured."

"No, no need, sir, I'm fine." Ram struggled to get up, but his legs were trembling and he couldn't stand firmly, so he fell to the ground again.

"He was scared to death, sir." John, the knight's guard, directly picked up Ram and put him on the horse. "Fortunately, his leg was not crushed by the horse, otherwise the leg would have been crushed... Okay. , soothe the horse yourself.”

Ram took a breath: "Many, thank you, Sir John."

Russell asked: "Ram, check carefully, are you sure there are no injuries?"

"I'm not hurt, really, sir."

"Can I still ride?"

"Okay, okay!" Ram grabbed the reins and tried to straighten his back, "Master, you don't have to worry about me, I can keep up."

Russell saw that his legs were still shaking a little, so he simply said: "Then dust yourself off and rest where you are for five minutes, and then we will continue on our way."

Mr. Ross's greeting was just an interlude.

The clouds in the west had just been lit up, and a group of six horsemen arrived at the Fluorescent Castle. After passing through the stone arch, they met a group of knights patrolling the castle.

The leading knight in shining armor rides a monster that looks like a black horse. The monster's muscles are knotted, tall and majestic. There are black flames burning on its neck, four hooves, and tail. However, these are not real flames, but a special kind of mane.

Russell immediately recognized that this was the Nightmare Ghost Horse, a phantom beast that evolved from an equine animal. It was very fast and could leave no trace in the snow.

Clang.

The knight in shining armor stood on the back of the nightmare horse, beat his chest with his right hand, and performed a knightly etiquette: "Master Russell, long time no see."

Russell also beat his chest with his right hand and returned the salute: "It's been a while since I've seen you, Knight Commander Chris. Are you personally guarding the castle today?"

"Today we need to promote the majesty of the Baron." Knight Commander Chris replied. He is the guard knight captain of Baron Roman. He leads the knights to patrol the town twice every month to ensure that the people do not forget to come from the lord. 's rule.

"Then please come to Black-waisted Snake Manor another day and I'll treat you to a drink."

"my pleasure."

After a brief greeting, the knights left the castle and went to town to promote the majesty of the baron. Russell didn't waste any time and entered the castle gate directly.

"Father, mother, I'm here to tell you a happy event." Russell took out an exquisite jade box from his arms, "While I was placing the fluorescent mushroom worms, I accidentally discovered that there was actually a baby in the birch tree. Wild Elves.”

Opening the jade box, the baron and his wife saw a white birch insect with tiny black lines all over its body.

"It's really an elf bug, Russell, my handsome and lucky son!" Meryl happily kissed Russell on the cheek.

This is a very common move, but Russell's body is a little stiff.

Fortunately, the Baron and his wife did not notice this. They were attracted by the birch worms in the jade box, especially the Baron, who was very surprised: "Wild elf worms, um, how many years have we not found wild elf worms in the Valley of Light?"

Meryl smiled and said, "Dear, now we have found them, haven't we?"

The Baron laughed: "That's right."

Then he patted Russell on the shoulder: "Lucky boy, it seems that it is a wise choice to let you go to the Black-waisted Snake Manor."

"Thanks to your trust, father."

"If you want to thank someone, thank your mother. If she hadn't whispered in my ear all day, I wouldn't want to send you out so early, especially since you haven't made any military achievements and haven't even hunted a snow ghost in the snowfield."

Russell followed suit: "Mother, thank you."

Looking at the second son who was becoming more sensible and sweet-mouthed, Meryl took Russell's hand and laughed non-stop: "We We are a family, so we don't need to follow the old traditions of the nobles. What does it matter whether he kills the snow ghost or not? My son is born a noble. "

The baron said helplessly: "After Russell advances to the Great Knight, he still has to hunt the snow ghost. Only after fighting on the snowfield can he be a qualified lord. "

"Father, I will."

"Very good."

"By the way, father, I would like to ask you something." Russell asked the purpose of this trip, "There are not many trees in my territory. There is only a birch forest suitable for growing fluorescent mushrooms, but now the birch forest has bred birch worms. I don't know if it is suitable to grow with fluorescent mushrooms."

"Don't worry about this. In fact, it is not only harmless, but more beneficial." The baron is experienced in this. "Although the fluorescent mushroom is parasitic on the tree trunk, it is a symbiotic mushroom. The two can benefit each other and promote each other's growth."

Russell said happily: "Is that so? That's great."