Warm Dragon

"Your Excellency is mighty!"

"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is already superb."

"I am not as good as your Excellency!"

"I am the same."

Accompanied by Russell's chic and graceful posture like a butterfly flying through flowers, he displayed the exquisite and unparalleled "Swordsmanship of Radiance" and shaved the green-skinned beast in front of him into a corpse stick.

The four knights' followers flattered him loudly, acting as a qualified atmosphere group.

Although Knight Commander Eric did not speak, he nodded repeatedly. He also sighed that he was inferior to Russell's swordsmanship.

"It's a pity that my fighting spirit is not strong enough. It takes dozens of moves to kill an ordinary green-skinned beast." Russell was not too proud. He knew his current strength very well. No matter how good his swordsmanship was, it was just the icing on the cake.

After all, one strength can defeat ten skills. If the fighting spirit is not strong enough, the exquisite power of the swordsmanship cannot be exerted.

"My Excellency, you have just completed the annual gift. You still have a long time to polish your fighting spirit. Sooner or later, you can be promoted to a great knight and contract a fantasy beast." Tom said with a smile, then stepped forward and smashed the green-skinned beast's head with a broadsword.

Squatting down to dig out the ice hail beads in the head - this kind of dirty work does not need Russell to do it himself.

Just at this time, a knight came galloping and sent a message on behalf of Baron Roman: "The support formation quickly catches up, the Knights will move forward!"

"Okay." Russell nodded.

Then the knight team assembled and quickly caught up with the large force in front, and began to move towards the next cold spring point along the direction of the trade road.

After arriving at the cold spring point, the Knights began to rest.

Russell went to the coach's tent for dinner again, and then listened to his father and eldest brother talk about the results of today's battle.

"I didn't encounter blue skins, big green skins and ghost beasts. I hunted about 500 snow ghosts." The eldest brother Roland shook his head, not very satisfied with the harvest, "and the front team also lost three armored knights."

"What do you do with the lost knights? Burn the bodies?" Russell asked.

"It's too much trouble to burn it. See Marcus's Iron Thunder Beast? Use the Iron Thunder Beast's big feet to crush the body. The small lightning released by the big feet will burn the body pieces, and soon the dead knight will merge with the earth."

Russell opened his mouth: "Uh..."

This behavior, in his opinion, is a complete insult to the body, but this is the mourning etiquette for the dead in Longmian Continent.

Either burn it or crush it.

Everything is to prevent the power of the snow demon from making the dead resurrect and become the snow ghost that relatives don't want to face.

"Speaking of which, you have a really high vision. You don't even look down on Malena?" Roland patted Russell's shoulder and asked, "Now Malena has followed the caravan to attend classes at the Women's College in Windfury City. Do you regret it?"

Baron Roman, who was slowly tasting red wine, also looked up and wanted to hear his second son's view on love.

Aristocratic marriage is a top priority!

"There is nothing to regret, brother. I have just come of age and I still have a lot of time to find my soul mate."

"Soul mate? You are really stupid. You have read too many novels!" Roland sneered, "What you need is the mistress of the manor. Do you understand? Malena is the most suitable person for you. She will help you manage the finances of the manor."

"I manage it well now."

"But you can't just look after the manor. In the future, you will need to socialize with many nobles. Without a suitable mistress, how can you take over Uncle Rosen's job?"

"Maybe I will find one soon A very suitable lady of the manor."

"I hope so." Roland said with regret, "I really hope you can pursue Malena."

Russell smiled and said, "Then will I also go to the Women's College of Windfury City to attend classes?"

"If you don't mind, I think father and mother will agree. It's not shameful to do it for love, right?" Roland said, looking at Baron Roman, "Father, what do you think of my proposal?"

Baron Roman nodded seriously, "There's nothing wrong with it, Russell, listen to your elder brother."

Russell rolled his eyes.

When he returned to his tent and lay down in his sleeping bag, he couldn't help but think of Malena.

He remembered the scene of holding hands and hugging waist with Malena at the ball and dancing close to each other on the dance floor.

"Actually, Malena is pretty good too. She can be considered a flower in the Valley of the Light. There may be people prettier than her, but she is the only one who has a good family background, is beautiful, and has a good personality... Especially compared with Rowling and Lola."

It can be said that Malena is his perfect match in all aspects.

However, Russell just can't feel passionate about Malena, or rather, he can't feel passionate about the entire Valley of the Light.

"I have ice cream, and ice cream is a dragon... I am a future dragon knight, and maybe I can also create a country. How can the Valley of the Light support my ideal... The Black-waisted Snake Manor can't hold me back."

Perhaps it is this kind of thinking that makes Russell very clear what he wants.

What he wants is not to find a mistress for the Black-waisted Snake Manor, but to find a queen for his ideal country.

"Malena, sister, it's not that you are not good enough, but that my requirements are a bit high." Russell sighed with some emotion.

Soon, he fell asleep.

The dark dream reappeared, and everything was still familiar. The little dream dragon appeared with a "ga" sound, and the sword butterflies were still dancing around it.

"It hasn't grown up." Russell looked at the little dream dragon, which was still a big-headed cartoon image, "Let's go and see if the dark dream has expanded."

He rode the little dream dragon to the border of the dark dream.

Russell felt that the dark dream should have expanded, but this cold spring point was new and there was no comparison, so it was difficult to judge how much it had expanded.

"It doesn't matter whether it's big or not. With the sword butterfly, you can go anywhere!" Russell patted Xiao Menglong's neck. After many nights together, Xiao Menglong quickly understood Russell's intention and flew out of the border.

He was still flying aimlessly in the vast snowfield, just to encounter the magic light of the snow ghost group.

However, tonight's mission was not good. Xiao Menglong was tired and didn't find the snow ghost group.

"Ga."

"Okay, disperse, continue tomorrow night."

The dream collapsed, and his consciousness was dark. Russell should have slept until dawn and no longer dreamed.

But this night, after the dark dream ended, he actually dreamed.

In the dream, he and Malena were dancing happily, and they jumped onto the warm big bed.

"Do you think I'm beautiful?" Malena said, taking off her coat and revealing the tight underwear inside.

Her curves are graceful and arousing.

"Beautiful." Russell nodded firmly.

"Since I'm so beautiful, what are you waiting for?"

"Okay!"

Russell took off his pants and prepared to do something big, but before he pounced on it, he felt the whole world shaking.

Then.

He woke up.

The voice of the knight's squire Jack still echoed in his ears: "My lord, breakfast is ready, you can get up."

Russell calmed down, then looked at Jack: "I want to ask you a question."

"My lord, please ask."

"Will you starve to death if you eat breakfast later?"

"Uh..." Jack was stunned by the question, scratched the back of his head, and didn't know how to answer.

“Forget it.” Russell waved his hand, “Put my meal ready… Where’s the mouthwash? Bring it over first… Is the toilet still blocked? Go and see, help me get in line… Let them wait, and tell them I can’t hold it anymore.”

A new day begins in a busy manner.