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Chapter 338 - 338 337 Such a Genius

Chapter 338: Chapter 337 Such a Genius Chapter 338: Chapter 337 Such a Genius “Respected my King, Lord of the Scorching and the Torrent territories… Having spent half a year in the Shadowflame Duchy, today I have heard an intriguing piece of news and am specially delivering this letter to share with my King…”

After Baron Swan Quinbylf Flame-shadow left, Marquis Arno Sunfire finished a Frost-Snow Cigar and then began to write a secret letter.

“Do you still remember the inventor of the Frost, Mist, and Dew-Snow Cigars, that young man, Lord Russell Fluorescent Fungus, the grandson of Merlin… Today, he actually picked up a Black Oil Dragon on the snowfield and was promoted to Flying Dragon Knight…”

Secret letters are usually brief, but Marquis Arno took out several sheets of paper and wrote in elaborate detail, even to the point of being somewhat verbose.

“Such an interesting lad, if any of our kingdom’s noble and virtuous ladies could captivate him, it might become a delightful tale, aiding in Shadowflame’s integration with the Scorching and the Torrent. How do you find my proposal—Your servant, your foolish younger brother in devout service, respectfully yours, Arno Sunfire.”

Having finished the secret letter.

He folded the secret letter, sealed it, and Marquis Arno then called over a servant and ordered, “Let Pesslo send it back to the kingdom using a Phantom Messenger Pigeon.”

The Phantom Messenger Pigeon is a type of fantasy beast, one of the few that the Scorching Torrent Kingdom can mass-produce, similar to the Nightmare Specter Horses bred by the Shadowflame Duchy. Phantom Messenger Pigeons are not strong in combat; their primary use is for communication across the vast territories of the kingdom.

When Marquis Arno came to the Shadowflame Duchy, he brought two contracted riders of Phantom Messenger Pigeons, responsible for sending messages back to the kingdom.

“Yes, my lord.” The servant took the secret letter and bowed before leaving.

Marquis Arno stretched leisurely and left the study, continuing to pursue pleasures in his city that never sleeps, flitting among handsome men and beautiful women.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Phantom Beast Knight Pesslo had already quickly tied the secret letter to the leg of the Phantom Messenger Pigeon, gave it a gentle pat, and the pigeon, understanding the rider’s intent through their bond, knew what to do.

With a flap of its wings, the pigeon quickly flew toward the distant northwest sky.

Cutting through clouds and wind.

When tired, it would land in the Snow Forest to hunt some small animals for sustenance; thirsty, it simply drank from the ice and snow, thus traversing the vast snowfield in a day and night, reaching another vast Volcanic Oasis and entering a large castle within.

There is a specialized agency responsible for receiving these incoming Phantom Messenger Pigeons.

The personnel removed the secret letter from the leg of the Phantom Messenger Pigeon and, upon seeing it was sent by Marquis Arno, immediately made their way to the palace.

Before long.

The master of the palace, the king of the Scorching Torrent Kingdom, with a pair of slender and delicate hands, received the secret letter, swiftly opened it, and read with great interest.

After he read the entire content of the secret letter.

The king was silent for a moment before letting out a gentle sigh, “Shadowflame, too, has its talents, a seventeen-year-old Flying Dragon Knight, who, were he in my kingdom, would also be a young hero. Such a prodigy, if he does not fall into my web, would be a pity!”

After a pause.

The king lit up a Frost series Rain Dragon Cigar gifted by Marquis Arno, leisurely exhaled a puff of smoke, “This Russell, the cigars he invented are indeed good; it’s just that the name lacks style. Merlin, as ordinary as he is, has stained the reputation of the cigars!”

In the eyes of this king, Earl Merlin, who is relied upon by the Shadowflame Duchy as its Great Wall, was just a mediocrity.

He even felt that the connection between the cigars and Earl Merlin directly lowered the prestige of the cigars.

After puffing rings of smoke for a moment.

The king set the matter aside and began to review the memorials presented from all over, for in comparison to the matters of state and military affairs, Russell riding a dragon could only count as an amusing tale.

…

Fort Poplar, Populus Gobi.

The marriage between Roland, my elder brother, and Miss Gwyn has been settled.

On the Dragon Sleep Continent, there is no custom of engagement; once the marriage alliance is negotiated, it is simply a matter of discussing a wedding date before announcing it publicly.

“Father, since Baron Gevedas and Mrs. Joanna have already confirmed my elder brother’s marriage arrangement, then I shall take my leave first.” Russell did not stay in Fort Poplar for too long, “The territory has just been opened and still needs me to preside over it.”

Baron Roman nodded his head.

Baron Gevedas also immediately said, “Territorial matters are urgent, Lord Russell, there will be plenty of opportunities for us to grow closer in the future, so I won’t keep you any longer today.”

Once Russell stepped out of the gates of Fort Poplar.

Unicorn Polly, the Pseudo-Harpy Dragon Hape, were already waiting at the door, and with a gust of wind, the Black Oil Dragon Ross also circled down to land.

Russell was about to mount the dragon.

Baron Gevedas’s second son, Glontan, suddenly fell to one knee before him, “Big Brother Russell, please accept me as your follower!”

Russell paused, glanced at Glontan, then looked towards the Baron and his wife, “Baron, Lady, what are your thoughts on this matter?”

Lady Joanna always lacked decisiveness.

Baron Gevedas sighed softly, “Since Glontan admires Lord Russell and wishes to willingly become your follower, as parents, how could we possibly stand in the way of Glontan’s choice… Lord Russell, I entrust Glontan to your care.”

Once someone became a follower,

they would need to follow by Russell’s side, and henceforth, the responsibility and rights over his reprimands, rewards, and training would all fall onto Russell.

As his parents, the Baron and his wife would no longer have these responsibilities and rights.

“If that is the case,” Russell nodded, looked at Glontan, and asked evenly, “Glontan, to become my follower, you must first offer me your loyalty. From now on, you will become the sword in my hand, are you willing to accept that?”

Glontan replied firmly, “Yes, Sir, I will forever be loyal to you. Where your sword points will be the direction of my combat!”

“Very well!” Russell drew his sword and lightly touched Glontan’s left and right shoulders, “I accept your loyalty.”

Thus,

Glontan Bainroot became yet another one of his followers.

However, Russell did not immediately take him back to the Wuyao Snake Manor. Instead, he told him, “You continue to stay at Fort Poplar for now. When Miss Gwyn marries into Glowing Valley, you can escort her there and from then on, follow in my footsteps.”

“Yes, Sir!” Glontan pounded his chest with his right hand, performing the Knight’s salute.

Seeing this, Lady Joanna’s eyes turned slightly red as she thought of the not-too-distant future when her daughter Gwyn would leave her, and her second son Glontan would also depart.

Baron Gevedas was also somewhat sentimental, but it was Russell’s transformation that he reflected upon.

Not long ago, Russell was just an Ordinary Knight whom he could reprimand at will, and he considered Glontan aspiring to follow Russell a disgraceful embarrassment to the family. Yet today, he willingly offered his second son as a follower to Russell.

“Shadowflame Dragon… why do you bestow such favor on the Fluorescent Fungi Family!” In his heart, Baron Gevedas was not without envy.

“Well then, everyone, I shall take my leave!” Russell leaped up and mounted Ross.

Whooosh!

With a leap and a bound, Ross shot up into the sky.

Polly transformed into a streak of white light, slamming into Russell’s back, while Hape continued to leisurely follow behind Ross.

In a moment, they had left Fort Poplar.

Different from the rush of the journey there, Russell travelled unhurriedly back to his territory riding the bipedal flying dragon, stopping at nearby post stations to spend the night.

Upon hearing that a Flying Dragon Knight was lodging at the post station, the nearby Lords did not dare to neglect him and rushed over to invite Russell to stay at their estates. But Russell refused them all; he disliked excessive social interaction with strangers.

Three days later,

Amidst the roar of Ross, they descended upon Fluorescent Castle.

Lady Ingrid, the grandmother who had been staying at Fluorescent Castle these past few days, was the first to run out of the castle. Seeing Russell, she stepped forward and embraced him, “Little Ghostfire has returned, the pride of our Ghostfire Family is back!”

“Grandmother.” he smiled gently.

Then he turned to greet Lady Meryl, his sister Lola, and Uncle Rosen’s family in turn.

“It’s good you’re back,” Lady Meryl said without elaboration, but her eyes could not hide her pride and relief.

Lola stared at Russell with a look of astonishment and envy, unable to comprehend how Russell was able to ride a dragon.

This second brother, who was even more invisible than her at home!

Indeed, aside from a few individuals, nobody else could understand it.

Uncle Rosen laughed heartily as he stepped forward and patted Russell’s shoulder, “Riding a dragon, are you, Russell? From now on, your uncle will have to salute you and address you as Lord when I see you!”