Evil dragon has a warm heart
Chapter 475 - 475 474 Kinaris Hometown

Chapter 475: Chapter 474 Kinari’s Hometown Chapter 475: Chapter 474 Kinari’s Hometown “I can’t believe King Ares gave me an amber as a gift!” Russell marveled, looking at the golden stone in his hand.

The Amber Worm is no secret.

In fact, besides Russell, Baron Phoenixbird Weilim Ginnari also had one, an inheritance from his great-grandfather.

So for King Ares, who was also a Dragon Knight, to give an Amber Worm as a gift was not surprising. But for Russell, the value of the Amber Worm was not in its magical effects.

It was because it could enter the Gloomy Dreamland and expand the range of the Quiet Dream Clone.

“Although King Ares might just be painting a rosy picture, he didn’t mind investing…” Russell reflected, then without further delay, he pricked his fingertip and dripped blood onto the amber stone.

The familiar sensation, the familiar reaction.

When a faint sound, akin to a little bee flying, resonated in his mind, the amber stone had already crumbled into powder.

A bee the size of a little finger flew up from Russell’s palm.

It buzzed in an excited figure-eight dance, quite different from ordinary bees and the Bear Honeybees Russell raised, possibly an older breed of bee, with a notably leaner body.

At first glance, it somewhat resembled a hornet.

If not for the fine hairs characteristic of bees, it really would look like a small hornet.

The next moment.

This Amber Bee staggered and dove straight into the palm of Russell’s left hand. An M-shaped mark appeared, surrounded by other marks including the pea-sized Sword Butterfly Mark, and now, a sesame seed-sized Bee Mark.

Together with the Sword Butterfly Mark, Thorns Mark, Flat Louse Mark, and Bee Mark, these symbols clustered around the M-shaped mark.

Russell closed his eyes.

Soon, he felt the feedback from the Bee Mark and understood the function of this Amber Worm.

“Seeking nectar in flowers… Eh, which means I can smell nectar from dozens of kilometers away?” Understanding the function of the Amber Worm, Russell grimaced with an awkward smile, “This ability is even worse than my five-meter-long Thorn Whip!”

The Thorn Whip could at least evolve with his fighting spirit strength. Now, empowered by Dragon Breath, it could easily pierce through metal.

Of course.

Compared to his current strength, the Thorn Whip was still quite useless.

But the newly acquired ability to seek nectar refreshed his view of the Amber Worm, still proving less useful than the Thorn Whip.

“Forget it, my current strength is already formidable enough that I don’t need the Amber Worm to bolster my combat abilities.” Russell consoled himself, “As long as the Amber Bee can extend the range of the Quiet Dream Clone, that’s enough… Just not sure if it expands the range by one meter or two and a half meters.”

That night, as the Shadowflame Dragon was nearby, the Gloomy Dreamland did not descend.

Therefore, the effect of the Amber Bee remained unknown for the time being.

The next morning.

Russell rose early from bed and, surrounded by notables such as Baron Boske and Lord Sharman, followed the Shadowflame Dragon toward the Shadowflame Spire at the Cat’s Eye Emerald border.

A scale was plucked.

The Shadowflame Spire began to tremble, then emitted an earthshaking roar: “Roar!”

The apparition of the Shadowflame Dragon burst from the spire and collided with the Shadowflame Dragon, merging into one and disappearing.

Glug, glug, glug…

The chants of Magic Power in Draconic rose, the Shadowflame Dragon, eager to activate the next spire and uneasy in the Scorching Torrent Kingdom, wished to finish its task swiftly and return to the Shadowflame Volcano.

“Your Excellency Sharman, please lead the way,” Russell said.

Sharman nodded, “Alright, please follow closely, Your Highness Shadowflame and Lord Russell!”

Thus, after half a day’s effort, they travelled from the northeast of the Scorching Torrent Kingdom to another warm enclave in the northwest.

The four Shadowflame Spires built by the kingdom were not located in the usual cardinal directions of northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.

This was because the territory of the Scorching Torrent Kingdom was formed by the joining of two volcanic oases, resembling a crooked gourd-like structure. The upper half of the gourd was the domain of the Torrential Flood Dragon; the lower half was the domain of the Fiery Dragon.

The connection between the two domains was very narrow.

Therefore, it was necessary to build a Shadowflame Spire here, while the remaining three were located one in the northeast of the lower half of the gourd, which is the Cat’s Eye Emerald, one in the northwest, and another at the gourd’s mouth.

Upon reaching each warm enclave, Lord Russell was warmly hosted by the local lords.

It was the perfect opportunity for the Shadowflame Dragon to rejuvenate, so they would rest locally overnight, providing Russell ample time to enjoy exotic local customs.

The third day.

They reached the connection between the two dragon domains. This place was not a warm enclave, but rather two volcanic oases extended, connecting through a long, thin tail. Thus, in theory, it was still part of the volcanic oases.

However, compared to the volcanic oases, the temperature here was quite low. Not only would it freeze during the ice period, but it often snowed even when the warm season arrived.

Thus, this slender volcanic oasis passage was also called the Cold Wind Corridor.

The third Shadowflame Spire was located in the center of the Cold Wind Corridor, at the intersecting point of the powers radiated by the Fiery Dragon and the Torrential Flood Dragon.

This territory, known as Cold Wind Pass, belonged to Earl Wild Bull – Dickens Avron.

“Lord Russell, indeed young and promising, tonight we will not return until we’re drunk!” Earl Dickens, lean in stature but very cheerful by nature, and also a Flying Dragon Knight himself, kept toasting Russell one glass after another.

He even had his daughter, Deborah Avron, frequently toast to Russell, the intention being clear.

Deborah, seventeen, petite in stature, was rather plain-looking.

Russell’s mind was tranquil. After drinking a glass of wine, he immediately circulated his Dragon Breath to metabolize the alcohol, never giving the other party a chance to take advantage.

Seeing that they could not get Russell drunk, Dickens sighed and no longer forced his daughter to continue offering toasts.

Only then did Russell inquire, “Your Excellency Dickens, I have a student named Willem Ginnari, whose domain seems to be near the Cold Wind Corridor?”

“Ah, Baron Willem, I have heard of him,” replied Earl Dickens, “This kid went all the way to the Shadowflame Grand Duchy to acknowledge you as his teacher, and it has already become a kind of… legend in the kingdom.”

From his tone,

Russell knew that this “legend” might not actually be advantageous; it was very likely a joke, as no one believed that a Dragon Domain Lord could simply become proficient through apprenticeship, or else the kingdom would have had numerous Dragon Domain Lords by now.

Earl Dickens chuckled and continued, “Baron Phoenixbird’s domain called Fengling Plain has now dwindled to the size of a manor, just north of the Cold Wind Corridor, not far from my territory at Cold Wind Pass.”

“Please have someone draw up a map for me, I will visit Fengling Plain tomorrow.”

“Certainly.” Dickens immediately ordered the map to be drawn up. Although Russell showed no interest in his daughter, he still deserved to be treated favorably.

After all,

the noble families of the Scorching Torrent Kingdom were secretly speculating whether Russell would one day become a Dragon Knight of the Shadowflame Dragon.

Even if he didn’t,

by virtue of being a Flying Dragon Knight and a Dragon Domain Lord, there was a great possibility that in the future, he could govern the Shadowflame Grand Duchy like Count Merlin.

After the banquet had ended,

Russell then received the map of Fengling Plain, preparing to visit the birthplace of the Pseudodragon Ginnari first thing in the morning.