Warm Dragon

Russell didn't ask Malena to dance again after all. He was a very gentle person. If he didn't like her, there was no need to give her hope.

He had to let Malena know as soon as possible that he was the man she couldn't get.

He could settle for the second best and look for someone else.

"I saw Malena leave the castle sadly, and Lord Marcus threatened to find a chance to beat you up." After the ball, Rowling found Russell walking in the castle and teased him as usual.

"Why do you want to beat me up?" Russell frowned.

"Because you broke his precious daughter's heart, my stupid brother, who told you to have a body that naturally attracts women."

"Well, if being handsome is a sin, I am indeed unforgivable."

Rowling rolled her eyes when she heard this: "When did you become so shameless? It seems that a lot of stories have happened in the castle during the half year I was away!"

"Maybe I won against my sister, which gave me a lot of confidence."

"You... duel!"

"Haha, just kidding."

"Don't think that you really won me just because you beat me once by luck. I was careless this time. I will be serious in the next duel." Rowling stared at Russell fiercely. The duel in the morning was a major setback in her life.

Russell shrugged his shoulders and didn't answer. He didn't want to duel with Rowling.

It's not that he was afraid of losing, but it was meaningless. There was nothing to brag about if he won. After all, Rowling was just a woman. If he lost, he would definitely be laughed at by Rowling for a whole year.

It's better to go back to the manor and fight with his knight squire.

Whether in terms of fighting spirit or martial arts, the knights' followers were not comparable to Rowling, who was just a show-off. After all, they were all armored knights who had fought against snow ghosts in the snowy battlefield and experienced life and death.

Fortunately, Rowling did not pester him and dragged Russell to a duel now. Perhaps she did not dare to guarantee that she would be able to turn the tables.

She glanced at Russell and said, "I didn't make it back for your coming-of-age ceremony, and I didn't give you a gift because the ice age blocked the road."

"It's okay."

"That won't work. Who made me your sister?" Rowling called her personal maid and asked her to go back to the room to get a gift, "a gift for you."

"Thank you." Russell took it and opened it.

Inside was a jade box. The next moment, Russell realized something and looked up at Rowling in surprise.

Rowling raised the corner of her mouth proudly: "Open it and take a look."

In fact, Russell could guess that there was an elf worm inside without opening it, because this jade box was a custom jade box for storing elf worms.

Open the lid of the box.

There was indeed a fat fairy bug sleeping quietly inside, or more precisely, a fluorescent mushroom bug, with a green body.

"There was a fluorescent mushroom bug in the dowry my father and mother gave me. I deliberately did not contract it but sealed it up, just in time to use it as your coming-of-age gift." Rowling leaned against the wall, her posture was not ladylike.

But at this moment, Russell felt a strong sense of love.

Taking a deep breath, Russell closed the jade box: "Sister, this gift is too valuable. Mushroom bugs are strategic resources, and you need it more than I do."

"You gave me pearls, but I didn't think that pearls were valuable and I couldn't accept them. I gave you mushroom bugs, so why are you refusing?"

"Pearls are indeed not as valuable as mushroom bugs."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, just take it if it's given to you. Or are you afraid that your sister's dowry is too little, and your brother-in-law dares to look down on me?" Rowling clenched her fists, "I give him two courages, and he doesn't dare, so don't waste your time!"

"Okay." Russell is not a hypocritical person.

The more valuable the gift is, the more valuable it is. Are you afraid that you won't be able to repay this friendship in the future?

"Okay, go and do your own thing. Sister is going back to sleep. Going to bed early and getting up early can maintain good skin... You, you don't need to maintain your skin, it's unreasonable!" Rowling impatiently sent Russell away.

She got angry when she saw Russell's handsome face and smooth skin.

...

After the birthday party of old lady Ingrid, except for Rowling and his wife who stayed in the fluorescent castle for a few days, everyone else left one after another.

Russell did the same and didn't stay long.

The next morning, he returned to his territory, the Black-waisted Snake Manor, with his sister's adult gift, a fluorescent mushroom worm. And the 100 gold coins sponsored by his grandmother for the "presbyopic glasses improvement research project".

"Miss Rowling is so generous, sir!" Along the way, Charles kept praising, the value of a mushroom worm is inestimable.

After all, this is a strategic-level resource.

Whether it is magic potion or magic material, they are precious resources that only nobles can master. They are related to fighting spirit cultivation and the stability of rule.

"Yes." Russell was a little dazed.

In the memory of his previous life, his elder brother Roland was more selfish and hypocritical, which Russell felt. But his previous life also felt that Rowling was unreasonable and treated him badly. Russell only felt half of it. She was indeed unreasonable, but she was quite good to him.

Thinking of the mushroom worm in the jade box in his arms, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "Sister Rowling... It smells so good."

When he returned to the Black-waisted Snake Manor, the knight squire James who stayed behind to take care of the golden black sow came forward to report: "My lord, this golden black sow has given birth to piglets, but unfortunately, there is no fantasy beast baby."

This news was disappointing, but not unexpected.

"Oh, the great dragon of the Grand Duke, why don't you take another look at it!" Charles sighed.

Eric didn't say anything, but he looked at Kevin, the golden and silver wolfhound following him, and felt more and more lucky.

He secretly praised Russell in his heart.

If it weren't for Russell's gift, how could he realize his dream of becoming a fantasy beast knight - he had worked in the fluorescent castle for many years and had never had a chance.

"Which piglet was aborted by magic?" Russell asked.

"It's this one, the fattest one, sir."

"Bring it here."

James immediately brought a fat black piglet over. The golden black sow who was feeding milk raised her head, and then lay down peacefully. With a tilt of her head, she could eat the delicious pig food, and didn't care that the piglet was taken away.

Russell stretched out his hand and carefully sensed the breath of the piglet. There was still a trace of Yuanli breath left, but it was dissipating.

He said to Eric: "Feel it, this is a complete failure, it can't become a baby fantasy beast, right?"

Eric touched it twice, then shook his head: "The Yuanli retreated, it can't be saved."

Several knights sighed together.

If a baby fantasy beast is really born, in the future, it is very likely that the next fantasy beast knight will be promoted from among the four of them-they don't mind the black pig knight being unpleasant, as long as they can be promoted, they are willing to be called pig shit knight.

Russell nodded, indicating that he understood, and then ordered: "James, go and call old Hans over, and ask him to arrange a serf to raise pigs, especially this little piglet, to raise it alone and give it the best pig food!"

"My lord, what do you want?" Charles quickly understood what Russell meant.

"Not bad."

"Wow, this is really possible. If a new breed of breeding Yuan beasts can be cultivated, the territory will have another specialty!"