Warm Dragon

The successful hunt of twelve snow ghosts immediately allowed Russell to secure his position as lord, and his parents recognized him even more.

But this time they just had lunch in the castle and told stories to their sister Laura, and Russell left empty-handed.

Couldn't take away another batch of supplies.

Even if the baron has a big family and a big business, he can't afford to send out a batch of supplies every time Russell comes. If he comes several times like this, the castle will be empty.

When I returned to the Black-rumped Snake Manor, I saw a long motorcade heading towards the manor.

It was not the kind of four-wheeled carriage used by nobles, but a two-wheeled carriage similar to a cart, except that it was pulled by mules.

The cart was piled with lumber, almost bending the wheel hub. A group of ragged serfs followed the carriage, holding on to the wood while pushing the cart. It was especially difficult when crossing pits, as I had to shout slogans and push along.

"Sir, you are back." Charles greeted him with a smile, "Lord Utteras personally led the convoy to transport the wood."

"Oh, Lord Atlas is here too?"

"Drinking tea in the manor's courtyard."

Russell quickly rushed back to the manor's annex, and immediately met the lord of Kestrel Manor, the Phantom Beast Knight Lord Ethras.

"Lord Atlas, I didn't expect you to come in person."

"Haha, Russell, you have grown up!" Atlas reached out and patted Russell's arm, "You are a little more determined than during the coming-of-age ceremony. It seems that the life of a lord can indeed make people grow up quickly. When you are as old as you , I have never killed a snow ghost."

He is Baron Roman's right-hand man and one of the five lords' vassals. He has followed the baron in battles for many years and is very powerful.

The handover of the wood was completed by Charles and others.

Russell just drank tea and talked with Utteras, and then listened to Utteras brag about some past events in the snowfield.

"I followed the Baron to the snowfields to fight and clear trade routes. Over the years, I have killed countless snow ghosts. The snow ghosts seem to be killing endlessly." Etras sighed, "They all say that snow ghosts are The dead pretend to be dead, but I don’t believe it.”

"Your Excellency, you don't agree with this statement?"

"Of course I don't agree. How can we humans die so much? Moreover, snow ghosts must be dead people who have practiced fighting spirit before they can be transformed, so the number of people will be even smaller. But look at how many snow ghosts we have killed since ancient times. Are there fewer snow ghosts?"

"It really hasn't decreased."

"Right, so the snow ghost is not a human transformation at all... Well, how should I put it, maybe part of it is a human transformation. After all, I have also seen my dead comrades suddenly become snow ghosts... In short, I can't good."

It is almost a consensus that snow ghosts are transformed from dead people who have been trained.

But after what Etras said, Russell also felt that something was not right. How many people would have to die before humans could kill them all for thousands of years? Even if humans continued to die, they would still be far behind. The speed of hunting.

Especially today's knights, when fighting in the snowfield, once a teammate dies, they will carry out humanitarian destruction.

Not giving the snow ghost a chance to transform at all.

So where exactly the Snow Ghost came from remains a mystery.

The topic soon turned to the Snow Demon, and Russell asked: "Your Excellency Atlas, have you ever fought against the Snow Demon?"

"Haha, of course we have fought!" At this point, Etras's beard stood up. "We call snow ghosts green skins and snow demons blue skins. They are taller than big green skins, and some even ride on them. Snow beast, do you know snow beast? This is not a piece of trash like a ghost beast!"

Snow ghosts are transformed by humans, while ghost beasts are transformed by animals. They are all affected by the power of the snow demon, thus pretending to be resurrected.

Therefore, they are all called "ghosts".

The source of disaster in the frozen Longmian Continent is the Snow Demon.

Legend has it that the Snow Demon came from another world and took away the fire of Longmian Continent, leaving endless ice that even the sun could not melt.

There are two types of snow demons, one is the human form snow demon, and the other is the animal form snow demon, also called the snow beast.

"When we saw a blue-skin riding a snow beast, we basically ran away. Haha, this kind of 'horse-riding blue-skin' can only be dealt with by a flying dragon. Your grandfather rode Mr. Ross back then and killed a riding blue-skin. A great reputation."

Atlas remembered the past and lamented: "It's a pity that before you were born, Mr. Rhodes followed the Grand Duke and died in the snowy field. Alas... the Baron failed to ride the dragon, so when we encountered the blue-skinned horseman, we turned around and ran away. "

Russell sighed.

He knew his grandfather's famous name, but he had never seen it. He occasionally heard his grandmother, Mrs. Ingrid, talk about it.

Grandfather Rod Fluorescent Fungus is the second generation Baron of Light. He has ridden Lord Ross, which means that he is a dragon knight.

The Flying Dragon Knight is also considered a Dragon Knight.

The name of Dragon Knight Rhodes was definitely well-known in the Shadow Flame Grand Duchy at that time. Unfortunately, five years before Russell was born, in Dragon Calendar 5560, Rhodes followed the then Grand Duke to hunt the Snow Demon, but accidentally alarmed the Snow Giant.

The Snow Giant is the king among the snow demons. He is as big as a giant and can tear apart flying dragons with his hands and fight with real dragons.

Therefore, in this battle, Grand Duke Ren died and the Shadow Flame Dragon was injured.

The dragon knight Rhodes also died in the battle beside the Grand Duke, only for Lord Ross, who was still young at the time, to escape back to his territory.

"If it hadn't been for the battle with the Snow Giant, Mr. Rhodes would not have died young... I'm afraid the Fluorescent Mushroom family would have gone one step further and become an earl lord."

After saying this, Atlas shook his head and laughed: "Forget it, what's the point of lamenting? A true noble must rely on his own efforts. Russell, grow up quickly. When the time comes, we will follow Lord Roman and fight for the title of earl!"

"Okay!"

After handing over the wood, it was already dark.

Atlas only had a dinner in the manor courtyard, then said goodbye and left, and returned to the Red Falcon Manor with the serf team in the night.

"Five gold, twenty-three silver and sixteen copper coins, Lord Atlas's accompanying officials are really stubborn, not even a few copper coins are wiped off." Charles said good night to Russell drunkenly, and muttered by the way, "It must be the Lord's instruction. Such a generous person at the dinner is so stingy in private!"

Russell smiled and waved: "Red Falcon Manor is in a bad location, with not many products, and it depends on wood for a living. It is normal to be a little bit fussy... Go back to sleep."

Sending Charles away, Russell went to the study.

Soon, the butler Morris came in with a bottle of red wine, knocking on the door: "Master."

"You're just in time, Morris, how much money do we have in our account now? Building a windmill should not drain our savings."

"It can still last for a long time, Master, I have the account book with me." Morris put the account book down, and then began to pour a glass for Russell and himself.

In the evening, the butler accompanied the master to drink a glass of wine, and then counted the accounts, which was a necessary daily routine for the noble lord.

In fact, Russell knew how much money was in the account. He brought more than a hundred gold coins from the Fluorescent Castle, and he didn't spend much in the past few days.

After all, the food and drink supplies were all brought from the castle at the beginning, and they could still last for several months.