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Chapter 216 - 216 215 White Horse Knight Russell

Chapter 216: Chapter 215: White Horse Knight Russell Chapter 216: Chapter 215: White Horse Knight Russell Unicorn Polly could fly, which undoubtedly delighted Russell to no end. A cool battle steed that could fly, and a Fantasy Beast at that, the most crucial thing was it could even glimpse into the Gloomy Dreamland.

Without a doubt.

At this moment, Russell had already cast aside thoughts of the Red-eyed Rat King Jerry, and firmly decided in his heart that he would take Unicorn Polly as his first contract partner. He wanted to be the White Horse Knight.

And not a Rat Knight.

Of course, Jerry’s Magic-Bloodthirsty Flicker was also very powerful, and if possible, Russell planned to make it his second contracted Fantasy Beast.

“I heard the call of Unicorn Polly, it was a very magical feeling. Perhaps it was the Great Dragon of the Ducal family watching over me,” Russell said on his way back, crediting his acquisition of Polly to the Great Dragon’s gaze.

Although Eric wasn’t convinced that was the whole truth, he wisely chose to believe, “Under the dragon’s gaze, congratulations, Sir!”

“Haha, indeed, it calls for celebration!” Russell, as he stroked Polly’s smooth mane, was utterly satisfied.

At the same time, he was secretly grateful to Fairy Saiban. If not for the Magic Fruit bestowed by Saiban, how could he have gained the ability to listen to Fantasy Beasts whispering? Without this wondrous ability, he would not have found Polly and obtained such a stylish mount.

Of course, in the end, it all originated from the Little Dream Dragon.

By the time they returned to the campsite, the night had completely fallen, and with the moon shining brightly, the surroundings of the courtyard were not dark at all.

The sentry immediately reported Russell’s return to Baron Marcus, who then came over with a bottle of wine in hand.

He planned to clear any previous displeasure with Russell and then to inquire about the existence of Fantasy Beasts in the Snow Forest.

But as soon as he arrived at Russell’s tent, he saw Russell affectionately feeding a tall, snow-colored warhorse.

What surprised him even more was that on the forehead of this snow-colored warhorse, there was a horn, about half a meter long.

This was certainly not an ordinary warhorse; no warhorse would have a horn on its head.

Before Marcus could come up and ask, Russell had already noticed him and said with a smile, “Lord Marcus, you’ve come at just the right time. I have some great news I want to share with you. Haha, you even brought wine.”

“What?” Marcus face wore a wry smile.

“Let me introduce you,” Russell patted the thigh of the unicorn. “This is my partner, Unicorn Polly. I just made acquaintance with it in the Snow Forest. It will also be my future contract partner!”

With that, Russell laughed and said, “In the future, you may call me Knight Russell of the White Horse.”

“Hmph!” Unicorn Polly snorted noisily, seemingly a bit dissatisfied.

It did not consider itself a white horse; it was a pure and sacred Unicorn. The title of White Horse Knight was an insult to it.

“Is this a Fantasy Beast?” Even though Marcus had guessed, he was still utterly shocked when he heard it from Russell’s mouth, “You discovered a Fantasy Beast in the Snow Forest? You and Eric managed to capture a Fantasy Beast just by yourselves?”

“Not captured, Lord Markus, please mind your words,” Russell said leisurely. “It was love at first sight between Polly and me. From the moment we gazed into each other’s eyes, I knew it was my lifelong partner.”

Hearing this, Polly gently nuzzled Russell’s shoulder with its head.

Kevin the Gold and Silver Wolfhound, lying on the ground, cast a resentful glance at Russell. As for the Red-eyed Rat King Jerry on the other side, it was busy gnawing on a bone — it now resembled a dog more than Kevin did, with a love for chewing on bones.

Marcus watched Russell and Unicorn Polly next to him in disbelief, and it took him a while before he took a deep breath and managed a bit of a smile.

Shaking the wine bottle in his hand, he said, “Under the dragon’s gaze, Lord Russell, congratulations on once again receiving the dragon’s favor. Such glory deserves to be celebrated with a drink.”

“My men have also prepared dinner, so why don’t we have a drink right here.”

“Good.”

The two lords thus sat on the ground, each pouring themselves a glass of spirit and slowly sipped in accompaniment to coarse food.

The fiery liquor burned down their throats.

But this amount of alcohol heat couldn’t burn away the sour pleasure within Baron Marcus’s heart, a feeling intertwined with jealousy, anger, and resentment.

The jealousy is self-evident.

The anger was due to the Great Dragon’s unfairness, questioning why it treated Russell with such favor. Two Little Sprites, three Fantasy Beasts, a learned scholar, and even a Rain Dragon cigar—often in just half a year, he had amassed more wealth than Marcus had struggled for in half a lifetime.

The key point was that if this were an inheritance, it would have been acceptable. But most of what Russell had was earned from scratch.

For Marcus, who always considered himself a man above others, how could he bear this?

And the last bout of resentment was due to Russell’s indifference to his daughter, Malena. Lady Meryl had been very keen on matchmaking Malena and Russell, yet Russell remained impervious, missing out on a wonderful matrimony.

Otherwise, Russell would have been his son-in-law by now, and Marcus could have shared in Russell’s glory as the proud father-in-law!

“Drink.” Marcus could only drown his dissatisfaction with more drinking.

Russell didn’t decline and finished the icy spirit in his glass as well. Unlike Marcus’s resentful emotions, he was filled with nothing but joy.

He had thought that winning over the Unicorn would be a tough battle of persuasion, but with the help of the Quiet Dream gaze Skill and conversations with Fantasy Beasts, he easily penetrated Polly’s defenses and obtained her approval.

Of course.

Russell had to admit, his attractive appearance played a significant role, especially his pale golden hair.

“Thanks to my mother’s gift,” Russell said to himself inwardly.

Soon, the bottle of icy spirit was empty. Although Marcus was not in a good mood, he did not entangle himself with Russell further.

The Fantasy Beasts of the Snowfield belonged to whoever caught them.

He couldn’t possibly snatch them from Russell now. Besides, he couldn’t rob someone of Russell’s stature. Moreover, with the Phantom Beast Knight Eric, and the two Fantasy Beasts Jerry and Polly by Russell’s side, the outcome of any confrontation was unpredictable.

“Rest well,” said Marcus, after which he glanced complexly at Polly, the leisurely Unicorn munching on wraps without touching the ground, then turned and left.

That night.

Russell slept with a hint of intoxication.

When Gloomy Dreamland descended, he rolled onto the Little Dream Dragon and immediately noticed the intense gaze of Unicorn Polly staring right at him.

“Polly, there’s no need to be afraid. This is my companion, too. Its name is Ice Cream, and it’s a Great Dragon,” Russell affirmed, certain that Unicorn Polly possessed extraordinary abilities and could indeed see through the Gloomy Dreamland to him and the Little Dream Dragon.

However, Polly couldn’t enter the Gloomy Dreamland. In that realm, her form, like other Fantasy Beasts, was outlined by Magic Light.

“Great Dragon, frightful Great Dragon, Russell, you’re even partners with a frightful Great Dragon,” a peculiar murmur shattered the silence of Gloomy Dreamland. “No, its aura scares me; please, never let the Great Dragon come close to me.”

“Ga?” The Little Dream Dragon hadn’t heard the Fantasy Beast’s secret language.

In its eyes, there was nothing extraordinary about Unicorn Polly, nor did it have any particular attitudes toward her.

“It’s nothing, Ice Cream,” Russell soothed the Little Dream Dragon and then said to Unicorn Polly, “You rest well here. I have things to do with Ice Cream, and we’ll see each other again tomorrow morning.”

With that.

He directed the Little Dream Dragon to pick a direction and flew steadfastly deeper into the Snowfield, hoping to stumble upon a feast of Ice Pellet Pearls or Ice Soul Pearls.