Warm Dragon

Buzz!

Riding on the little dream dragon, Russell's dream suddenly changed dramatically.

The dark line castle was still the same, but in every corner of the line castle, there were rays of light.

Russell was no longer surprised by this.

After a few nights of exploration, he had already understood the general situation of this dream, and he called it a dark dream.

In his cognition, the dark dream and the real world were in a superposition state, or like the other side of the real world. It was through a certain "lens" that all kinds of interference were filtered out, leaving only the real world with pure magic characteristics.

And the key to open this lens was the little dream dragon with golden light under his butt at this moment.

The light in every corner of the castle was emitted by different magic.

The most conspicuous one was the huge torch-like light on the top of the tower outlined by dim lines. The outline of a two-legged dragon was outlined with flame patterns. This two-legged dragon was squatting and sleeping like a gargoyle at this moment.

Without a doubt, this is the image of the clay dragon Ross in the dark dream.

"Come over and take a look." Russell waved his short hands in the dark dream, which were chubby but quite agile. In short, it felt very strange.

"Ga!"

The little dream dragon called out, flapped its wings, and flew towards the clay dragon Ross at a speed similar to that of an adult walking.

It took a while to fly over.

Hovering in front of Ross, you can clearly see the outline of Ross's magic through the flame patterns.

Fierce, mysterious, and profound.

"What a beautiful two-legged flying dragon, with abundant magic to overflow, but unfortunately, it has a strong hostility towards me, a traverser, and I can't ride it!" Russell sighed.

All extraordinary powers can be collectively referred to as magic.

Whether it is the fighting spirit of the knight, the energy of the fantasy beast, the dragon breath of the flying dragon, or even the dragon flame spewed by the real dragon.

These powers are different forms of magic.

The most basic magic power is in the magic potion cultivated by the elves, that is, the power of the earth extracted and refined from the ground under their feet.

"Ga!"

As if dissatisfied with Russell's praise of the clay dragon Ross, Xiao Menglong's big head like a bull's head turned 180 degrees, and with the posture of a dragon roaring, he made a crisp and crisp cry at Russell, which sounded a bit like a duck at first glance.

"Haha, you are quite jealous." Russell stretched out his short hand, touched Xiao Menglong's big head, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that I can only ride you in my dreams... I want to ride a dragon in the real world!"

Xiao Menglong said he didn't understand, but he was still unhappy: "Ga!"

"Let's go."

One person and one dragon flew back and forth in the silent and dark dream, checking every place where magic power was glowing.

Most of them were emitted by the knights in the castle, and the light emitted was of different depths, but most of them were gray and dark light. Including Russell himself, he also emitted a gray and dark light, which meant that his fighting spirit was very weak.

Only three knights had an accident.

One of them was sleeping in the largest bedroom in the castle. He was Baron Roman Fluorescent Mushroom of the Dark Light. The light he emitted was bright and stable, clearly outlining the outline of a human figure.

Next to the baron, there was a very dim little light spot.

"Well, is this the mother's Dou Qi seed?" Russell thought that it was difficult for women to cultivate Dou Qi due to their physiological structure, so his mother Meryl only bred a Dou Qi seed, which failed to bloom into Dou Qi.

The Dou Qi seed curled up in the lower abdomen, so it could not outline the outline of a human figure, but was just a single small light spot.

Russell turned his head and looked around. The outline of the room was very vague, but there were some fairly bright light balls on the wall.

Those were gemstone lamps embedded in the wall.

Wyverns can produce metals and gems, so most metal and gem creations have the power of dragon breath and can glow in dark dreams. It's just that depending on the thinness of the magic power, the light emitted is different.

Only a few creatures with strong dragon breath power can emit light that is easy to observe.

"Nothing has changed. It seems that the baron has not gained any new treasures in the past few days." Russell laughed and flew away on the little dream dragon.

Since he awakened the golden finger of the dark dream, he would check the fluorescent castle every day, and basically had a clear understanding of the baron's family assets.

How many elves, how many fantasy beasts, how many treasures there are, and where the treasures are hidden, all are clear.

Of course.

He didn't plan to steal, and a thief in the house is also a thief. He didn't want to be a thief.

However, if something happened to the castle, he felt that he had an obligation to protect the family's property, that's all.

"Little Dream Dragon, let's fly outside."

"Ga!"

One person and one dragon slowly flew to the edge of the castle, which is the location of the outer wall. When they flew out of the outer wall, they soon encountered an invisible barrier.

"Hmm, it still doesn't work... It seems that the range of the dark dream is limited. It seems to be a circular area drawn with the place where I sleep as a circle..." Russell thought for a while, "As for whether it is, I will know when I move into the Black-waisted Snake Manor."

"Ga!"

"Are you tired?"

"Ga!"

"Okay, then we'll go." Russell turned over and jumped down, waving goodbye to Xiao Menglong.

"Ga ga!" Although Xiao Menglong was a little silly, he still learned a little bit of human communication after a few nights of contact.

He waved his short and thin right forelimb.

Then he turned around and slowly disappeared at the corner of the castle outlined by lines. Then, the entire dark dream was completely dark.

All consciousness fell into chaos.

…

"Dangdangdang!" There was a knock on the door outside the room. It was Butler Carter, "Master Russell, good morning, it's time to get up."

"Thank you, Mr. Carter." Russell turned over on the big bed, struggled for a few seconds, and then reluctantly sat up from the bed.

Then he was stunned and laughed at himself: "I didn't expect that after traveling through time, I still have to get up early every day!"

The family education of the Baron family is very strict, and children are never allowed to sleep in, even if Russell has held a coming-of-age ceremony.

"Fortunately, when I go to the Black-waisted Snake Manor, I can sleep until I wake up naturally every day!"

Thinking of this, Russell wanted to immediately equip his followers and servants and rush to his fiefdom, even if the quality of life in the fiefdom is far inferior to that of the Fluorescent Castle.

But it is still his own home after all.

A home that does not need to pay mortgages and has lifelong production rights, well, a home with an area of ​​20,000 hectares, or 200 square kilometers.

The only regret is that the lord is a lifelong nobleman and cannot be inherited. Once Russell dies, the title and fiefdom will be taken back by the lord and cannot be passed on to his descendants.

Of course.

Russell doesn't even have a partner yet, so there is no need to consider such a distant future.

Ding ding ding, the knock on the door sounded again, and several maids stood at the door with wash basins, toothbrushes, towels, and a complete set of clean clothes, waiting: "Good morning, Master Russell."

"Come in." Russell had already gotten out of bed, wearing only a close-fitting shirt.

The maids pushed the door open and came in, each doing their own job. One maid began to make the bed, one maid cleaned up the clutter on the table, and one maid took the wash basin, toothbrush, and towel to the bathroom and put away new underwear.

"Master Russell, you can start washing up." The leading maid said with a smile.

"Well, okay." Russell let the maids be busy.

Inwardly, he condemned the "evil nobles", then went into the bathroom, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and changed his underwear.

When he walked out of the bathroom again, the room was completely new.

"Master Russell, the room has been cleaned."

"Thank you."

The maids left the bedroom one after another, carrying the dirty clothes and sheets they had changed, and almost at the same time, a male servant stood at the door and knocked gently.

"Master Russell."

"Come in."

After the male servant came in, he immediately took the clean clothes brought in by the maids, helped Russell put them on, and carefully tied Russell's belt and bow tie.

Male and female servants have a clear division of labor. In aristocratic families, they must never cross the line - male servants cannot help the mistress change clothes, and female servants cannot help the male master change clothes.

"You are getting more and more handsome. I see the style of the old earl in you." The male servant flattered.

Russell raised his eyebrows: "Have you met my grandfather?"

"Of course, I once followed the master to Bluebird Castle and met the old earl." The butler was obviously not just flattering, "Master Russell, my mother is sick, and Butler Carter is recruiting servants. I really want to serve you, but..."