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Chapter 346: Chapter 345: The Additional Imperial Bulletins Chapter 346: Chapter 345: The Additional Imperial Bulletins On Charcoal Dust Road, the Messenger Knight galloped furiously, soon arriving at the gates of Golden Top Castle and dismounted.

“Who goes there!” The castle guard stopped the Messenger Knight.

“Special news edition messenger, I’m a special news edition messenger from Red Castle, bringing the latest issue to the nobles of the Golden Prairie.”

“Special news edition messenger?” The castle guard frowned, “The last issue was delivered just half a month ago; not even a month has passed, so why is there a new issue now?”

The special news edition was an official newspaper copied and sent by Red Castle each month, and distributed freely to the nobles of the Shadowflame Grand Duchy.

“This issue is a special release to commend Lord Russell for riding the dragon,” replied the Messenger Knight.

“I see, I know about this news; Lord Russell is our lady’s nephew!” The castle guard nodded, sharing in the glory of Russell’s advancement to Flying Dragon Knight, and led the Messenger Knight into Golden Top Castle.

Inside Golden Top Castle, Baron Davis Golden Cap, was admiring his new clothes in the mirror.

He was a nobleman fond of showiness.

Whether it be the clothes he wore or the armor he donned in battle, they always had to be the most magnificent available. Of course, he was also quite handsome, and coupled with exquisite clothes and armor, his demeanor became even more distinguished.

Being both a great noble and a Flying Dragon Knight, and reasonably good-looking.

Baron Davis certainly could afford to be gracious everywhere.

It’s been said that his mistresses were scattered across every territory in the Shadowflame Grand Duchy, and some exaggerated accounts even stated that in every manor within the Grand Duchy, there would be a mistress eagerly waiting for Baron Davis.

Such a pity.

All these mistresses brought him not the slightest bit of fame; except for with Roby Glowshroom, who spared no effort using the power of Origin Dragon’s Breath to give birth to a daughter, Diana, he had not managed to father any illegitimate children elsewhere.

But this didn’t discourage Baron Davis; on the contrary, it only made him more licentious.

“Will you ever be done with it? At your advanced age, you still flit about in fancy clothes. You just returned from Red Castle, and now where are you off to enjoy yourself?” Russell’s aunt, Mrs. Roby, entered the room with a tone full of mockery and not without a hint of resentment.

The declarations of love and vows made under the moon had been thoroughly washed away by time and were completely withered. Now, the couple had long since been sleeping in separate rooms.

“Do I need to report my whereabouts to you?” Baron Davis whistled, admiring his fine appearance in the mirror.

“The invitation from Fluorescent Castle has been sent over. Shouldn’t you prepare properly? Russell is riding dragons; as his uncle, don’t you have something to express?” Mrs. Roby said, perking up her chest.

Russell was her nephew.

The Fluorescent Fungi Family was her backing. Now, with the support of her brother and nephew, both Flying Dragon Knights, she no longer felt a trace of timidity.

She restored the aura and mentality that the lady of Golden Top Castle should possess.

Baron Davis rolled his eyes, “Don’t use Russell to pressure me. I rode dragons almost twenty years before Roman did. When I started riding dragons, Russell wasn’t even born!”

He paused.

Baron Davis had to admit, “Your family really does have good luck; your grandfather found a dragon back in the day, and now your nephew has stumbled upon another one. No wonder the Great Dragon looks upon that lad Russell with favor.”

“Of course, my Fluorescent Fungi Family is one watched over by Great Dragons!”

“Heh, you’re getting ahead of yourself now.”

The couple bickered, and time passed quickly; Baron Davis needed to prepare to leave. Up in the castle’s tower, the Peat Dragon, like Davis, was also flamboyant, having fetched a cluster of flowers to admire at leisure.

But before Davis could leave, the special news edition from the Messenger Knight was delivered.

“Hmm, a whole special issue just for Russell; tsk, when I started riding dragons, I only got a mention in the regular issue,” Davis flipped through the special news edition, the entire issue filled with articles about Russell’s dragon riding exploits.

It introduced Lord Russell’s noble background.

Then, it highly praised the significance of Russell’s dragon-riding, creating a new Warm Enclave for the Shadowflame Grand Duchy.

The article also mentioned that Count Merlin, on behalf of the Council of Elders and in the name of the Flamecrest Dragonblood Family, re-enfeoffed Russell as a Lord of the Duchy, officially investing him with the Warm Enclave that the Black Oil Dragon had opened up as his fief.

In the end, there was Regent Lady Anxia Sunfire, representing the Flamecrest Dragonblood Family, expressing gratitude to Russell for his contributions to the Grand Duchy.

After reading the gazette.

Baron Davis’s thoughts of leaving home were also shelved.

Even if he didn’t want to admit it, he had to acknowledge that following Russell’s dragon-riding, the status of the Glowing Mushrooms Family had indeed surpassed that of his Golden Cap Family. Coupled with the close ties to the Rainflower Family, their rise seemed unstoppable.

Just like Baron Gevedas, who kept flip-flopping in his allegiances.

Weighing the pros and cons and using self-interest as a guide to survival is an innate ability and sensitivity possessed by every noble.

“Are you done? Let me have a look,” Mrs. Roby took the gazette, reading it while clicking her tongue in admiration, “Russell has finally grown up, able to share the family’s responsibilities. That’s good, the Glowing Mushrooms Family is getting stronger!”

Baron Davis narrowed his eyes, quietly sizing up his wife.

Over the years, due to his philandering, he had many arguments with his wife, and their relationship had been worn down by endless quarreling.

But deep inside.

Davis still felt grateful to his wife. After all, they had borrowed a breath of Origin Dragon’s Breath from the Peat Dragon for the sake of having children. The power of the Origin Dragon’s Breath was tremendous, but his wife also went through half a lifetime of turmoil to bear a child.

Unfortunately.

After such a great effort, they only had a daughter in the end.

Thankfully, they had an heir, which provided Davis some relief, and the bond between him and Roby, though taut, managed to hold their relationship together from falling apart entirely.

“She may be a bit harsh, but she still… loves me,” Davis thought to himself, feeling the need to ease the tension with his wife, “Even if not for Diana’s sake, I should consider the honor of the two Flying Dragon Knights.”

With that in mind.

He said, “Alright, Roby, let’s discuss what we should prepare for Russell’s dragon-riding celebration.”

“We definitely need to prepare well; we can’t be stingy and lose the face of Golden Top Castle,” Roby, oblivious to her husband’s change of heart, spoke on her own accord, “Russell even sent us a Dark Gold Piglet earlier, he still keeps us in his thoughts.”

As she spoke.

Mrs. Roby seemed to insinuate something and muttered, “My nephew isn’t greedy for anything from us, not like some people’s nephews, who haven’t become the family heirs yet but are already overstepping their bounds.”

Baron Davis frowned, retorting, “Roby, I know you’re upset that I’m preparing to choose Daison as the heir.”

“Of course, I’m upset!” Roby said indignantly, “We have a child, doesn’t Diana count as our child?”

“But Diana is a girl.”

“So what if she’s a girl? If the Golden Sons can choose Augustus or Mel as the heir and the Flamecrest Dragonblood Family can accept it, can’t we decide on Diana’s future children as the heirs?” Roby countered.

Davis shook his head: “It’s not the same.”

“What’s not the same!”

“Enough,” Davis was too weary to argue, “Let’s not argue about this anymore, let’s hurry up and decide what gift to give to Russell.”