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Chapter 271 - 271 270 In front of you is

Chapter 271: Chapter 270 In front of you is… Chapter 271: Chapter 270 In front of you is… Lord Welchi was the Grand Duke Kunstan’s head guard knight and also a Flying Dragon Knight.

But when Grand Duke Kunstan fell in battle, Lord Welchi naturally faced punishment and thus was stripped of his riding privileges for bipedal flying dragons by Red Castle. However, he did not sever the contract with the bipedal flying dragon, so he still possessed abundant dragon breath.

Being proficient in dragon language, he was one of the few Dragon Tongue Envoys recognized by the Shadowflame Dragon.

Moreover, when Grand Duke Kunstan perished in battle, Lord Welchi was assisting the Shadowflame Dragon in combat. It was hard to truly blame him for negligence, and since he had already been punished and received sympathy, he was able to smoothly take on the role of Volcanic Minister.

“So I’m not assisting Lord Kunstan but Lord Welchi?” Russell asked.

Baron Roman spoke with profound sincerity, “Whichever assistant you become, the goal isn’t for you to be an assistant but to learn the dragon language.”

Roland, the big brother, added, “Russell, study hard. In the future, you too might have the opportunity to become the Volcanic Minister, an elder of the Grand Duchy! By then, I will also try my best to secure a minister’s position. When that time comes, the three of us, father and sons, will be the three elders!”

Baron Roman scolded, “Such lofty aspirations!”

Yet, his upturned lips inadvertently betrayed his feelings; clearly, Baron Roman too was looking forward to that day.

A father and sons triad of elders would indeed make a splendid tale.

However, Russell’s shake of the head interrupted their reverie, “I’m sorry, Father, I can learn dragon language, but I will not take on the role of an assistant to the Volcanic Minister.”

“Why not?” Roland was quick to question, “You’re turning down such a great opportunity?”

Russell smiled faintly, calmly responding, “Father, big brother, have you ever seen a Flying Dragon Knight who serves as an assistant to ministers?”

The identity of a Flying Dragon Knight would soon emerge, so Russell would have to share it with his family sooner or later.

This evening was the perfect occasion.

Yet the anticipated shock did not occur; Roland had already swiftly said, “Yes, there is. Lord Welchi, who is like you in his current role, is also an assistant to the Volcanic Minister. He’ll take over once Lord Kunstan steps down.”

He clearly hadn’t grasped the implication yet.

Baron Roman, however, furrowed his brows, “Russell, what are you talking about? Lord Welchi is a Flying Dragon Knight. What does that have to do with whether you’ll be an assistant to the Volcanic Minister?”

“Because the one standing before you is…” Russell could not be bothered with riddles and simply revealed the truth, “the future Black Oil Dragon Knight, Russell Fluorescent Fungus!”

“What?” exclaimed Roland.

Baron Roman also voiced his astonishment, “What are you talking about?”

“It’s not hard to understand, Father. You know His Highness Shadowflame held me in high regard, so it gave me a Black Oil Dragon as a meeting gift.” Russell pulled out the Black Oil Dragon Egg, “I’ve already formed a contract with the Black Oil Dragon Egg, and soon I will be able to hatch it.”

“This… this…” Baron Roman accepted the Black Oil Dragon Egg, holding it as if it was the most precious treasure in the world.

Roland was even more bug-eyed, his expression one of disbelief.

He alternated between pointing at the Black Oil Dragon Egg in Baron Roman’s hands and pointing at Russell. He seemed to have so much to express, yet he could not utter a word, only holding his head and then spreading his hands wide, his expression both fierce and comical.

At this moment, his heart was full of greed and conflict, wishing he could snatch away the Black Oil Dragon Egg right then and there.

But he did not dare.

For it was a gift from the Shadowflame Dragon to Russell, and if he dared to take it, the Shadowflame Dragon would surely incinerate him to ashes with a burst of Dragonflame.

“Praise the Great Dragons!” Baron Roman had already come to his senses.

This surprise gave him an unreal feeling, but as he looked at the Black Oil Dragon Egg in his hand and felt the warm life emanating from within, it all became tangible.

He knew that all of it was true.

So now, all he could do was face the direction of Shadowflame Volcano, devoutly praise the Great Dragon, and be grateful to the Great Dragon.

Then he handed the Black Oil Dragon Egg back to Russell, “Put it away, take good care of it, and make sure you don’t lose it!”

“Don’t worry, Father, I have a bond with the Black Oil Dragon Egg, and I can sense its presence wherever it is,” Russell said with a smile.

“Still, be careful, it’s a Bipedal Flying Dragon, it… it’s too precious,” Baron Roman gasped, “Your great-grandfather found Ros the Clay Dragon, which led to our Fluorescent Fungi Family receiving the baron title we hold today, and with this Flying Dragon… you will likewise create a legacy of barony!”

“Its name is Rossay; I’ve already picked out a name for it,” Russell said, “Father, do you think one family with two barons would be better than one family with three elders?”

“Hahaha!” Baron Roman laughed heartily, “Of course it’s better, eventually when I pass on, both you and your brother Roland will be barons. Just thinking of such a situation is unimaginable, the Fluorescent Fungi Family blooming in two branches!”

Afterward, Russell also told Baron Roman that he needed a large number of Ice Pellet Pearls to nurture the dragon egg.

Baron Roman immediately responded, “Rest assured, Russell, the entire Knight Regiment of Glowing Valley is your support. From now on, all Ice Pellet Pearls acquired by the Knight Regiment will be given to you to nurture Rossay… Nurturing Rossay is the sole mission!”

“Thank you, Father!” Russell exclaimed joyfully.

With the support of Baron Roman, perhaps, indeed, Rossay could be hatched within half a year.

Following that, father and son chatted for a while about Rossay, such as where to plant the dragon egg for incubation, how to keep it a secret for now… myriad topics, one after another.

During this time, however, his elder brother Roland didn’t say a word, only watching Russell with red eyes, his complexion somewhat ashen, his expression extremely dejected.

“Big Brother.” Russell could understand Roland’s dejection.

All their lives, Roland was the favored son, while he was nothing more than invisible, so Roland had gotten used to looking down on him, his little brother. But now their roles were completely reversed.

Even if Roland inherited the title of Baron Youguang, as long as he failed to become a Dragon Knight, he couldn’t hold his head up before Russell.

This reversal was something Roland found hard to accept.

“Red Castle still has eleven Flying Dragons without knights. The Grand Duchy urgently needs top-tier combatants. Big Brother, perhaps you could try more,” Russell said as he patted Roland’s shoulder; now it was his turn to encourage his big brother.

Roland forced a smile more painful than crying, “Yeah, I will.”

Not wanting to upset his brother further, Russell prepared to go rest, “Father, I won’t report for the assistant position to the Volcanic Minister just yet. As for learning Dragon Language, you decide how that should be arranged, I’m actually indifferent to it.”

He didn’t understand Dragon Language, but he had the M-mark of the Little Dream Dragon which could translate Dragon Language.

Once the Little Dream Dragon emerged and the bond was formed, he would be promoted to a Dragon Knight, mentally attuned with the Great Dragon, and naturally able to master Dragon Language.

So there really was no need to learn Dragon Language right now.

Baron Roman nodded, “Fine, if you don’t want to be an assistant, then don’t be. But it’s still good to learn some Dragon Language, for the future… Anyway, go rest. The journey has been arduous; get some good sleep, and tomorrow we will have a good drink together, father and son.”

Waiting until Russell turned to leave.

Baron Roman slapped his eldest son Roland on the back, “You useless rascal, seeing your brother do so well, and you lose your composure?”

“Father, I…” Roland said with a dejected face.

“You should be happy that Russell is doing so well, he is destined to establish his own branch of the barony in the future, no more competition for you,” Baron Roman said in exasperation, “Otherwise, Mr. Ross wouldn’t have enough for you both to share!”

Upon mentioning Mr. Ross, Roland felt even more heartbroken, “Mr. Ross has never even thought of acknowledging me!”