Evil dragon has a warm heart
Chapter 481 - 481 480 Horn of the Pseudo-Dragon

Chapter 481: Chapter 480: Horn of the Pseudo-Dragon Chapter 481: Chapter 480: Horn of the Pseudo-Dragon Hape’s promotion to a Pseudodragon Harpy and the establishment of a new Warm Enclave, Qinqiu, was undoubtedly another significant boon for the Shadowflame Grand Duchy.

Every creation of a Warm Enclave could nourish the Shadowflame Dragon, healing and enhancing its strength.

It could be said,

there were no deeds of the Knights more crucial than creating Warm Enclaves, nor any glory that could surpass it.

The Ice Age was nearly at its end, and the Warm Season was soon to arrive.

At this time, Russell had successfully created the second Pseudodragon Warm Enclave, and news spread as if it had wings.

“Under the Dragon’s gaze, blessed by the radiant light!” Once Russell returned to Cigar Castle and announced this news, his followers came to congratulate him, “Sir, you truly are the greatest genius in the history of the Way of the Knight, exploring new frontiers never before ventured by your predecessors!”

There were many in the history of the Dragon Domain Lord.

But as a High Dragon Domain Lord, this was the first time on record.

Russell wanted to say it was Hape’s effort, and he wasn’t primarily involved, but regardless, the path of the High Dragon Domain Lord was one he had pioneered.

Thus, he simply smiled and said, “Charles, I wish the glory of my becoming a High Dragon Domain Lord to be felt by every citizen. Moreover, a feast will be held at Cigar Castle for three days and nights, where all Knights are to share in my glory!”

“As you wish, Sir!” Charles responded loudly, “I will make sure every citizen rejoices over your great deeds!”

“Eric.”

“Present!”

“Take a trip to Fluorescent Castle, and bring this glory to my family,” Russell said, “invite my family over to celebrate this wonderful moment.”

“Yes, I’ll leave immediately.” Eric accepted the command and departed.

Charles said with a smile, “Sir, this is not only a great glory for you and your family but also a fortunate event for the entire Shadowflame Grand Duchy. It is necessary to have a celebration banquet at Cigar Castle and invite nobles from across the nation to share it.”

“Hmm, arrange this matter for me,” Russell instructed.

Immediately accepting the command, Charles then rubbed his hands together and chuckled, “I wonder how many serfs Red Castle will reward you with this time.”

Establishing Leize, promoted to Baron Thunderflame, brought a reward of sixty-five thousand serfs.

Promoted to Grand Scholar, awarded ten thousand serfs.

Russell also greatly anticipated the reward from Red Castle, feeling that this time he could be awarded at least another fifty thousand serfs, especially since he had once again created a Warm Enclave for the Shadowflame Grand Duchy, significantly strengthening the power of the Shadowflame Dragon.

“Teacher.” Willem Ginnari watched with envy.

He increasingly believed that by studying under Russell, he could learn the experience necessary to become a Dragon Domain Lord and one day restore his family’s honor.

High Dragon Domain Lord, ah!

An unprecedented new frontier, another summit for the Way of the Knight.

Dragons were too rare, with possibly only one being born every few centuries, certainly not something Knights could hope for. But theoretically, any knight with enough luck could still succeed in becoming a Dragon Domain Lord.

Whether being a Flying Dragon Knight or a Dragon Domain Lord, both were previously seen as the peak achievable for ordinary knights.

Now, the ceiling had been broken, and a new ceiling emerged—the High Dragon Domain Lord.

“Willem, I was just looking for you,” Russell called his student into the study, “Your great-grandfather was a Dragon Domain Lord, so did his Pseudodragon companion, Kinari, leave behind a ‘Pseudodragon’s Horn’?”

Willem asked in confusion, “Teacher, what is a Pseudodragon’s Horn?”

“The Pseudodragon Horn is something I named, referring to a special organ with the power of special bloodline in a pseudodragon or, say, a Phantom Beast Pseudo-Dragon Successor. It could be the horn of a unicorn or the goofy hair of a Pseudodragon Harpy.”

Russell explained and then added, “The flesh crown on your Pseudo-Kinnaly Dragon Lily’s head is the Pseudodragon Horn.”

“The flesh crown on Lily’s head is the Pseudodragon Horn?” Willem heard of the Pseudodragon Horn for the first time. “I’m sorry, teacher, my great-grandfather died on the Snowfield, and his companion Kinari died with him, leaving nothing like a flesh crown behind.”

“That’s a pity,” Russell shook his head. “If you had the flesh crown, you could have allowed Lily to perceive it and thus, comprehend the mystery of life and death, which would have greatly increased your chances of becoming a Dragon Domain Lord… Regardless, you have already become a Phantom Beast Knight, keep striving with Lily, and one day, you will be promoted.”

Willem had already successfully contracted with the Pseudo-Kinnaly Dragon Lily and been promoted to a Phantom Beast Knight a month ago.

“Teacher, I will strive hard.”

“Striving is necessary, but there are other joys in life,” Russell smiled. “After my promotion celebration is over, take a trip back home, back to your Fengling Plain. Perhaps you and Lily might find an opportunity there.”

“Yes, Teacher.”

“Alright, now go and call Glontan over on your way out,” Russell waved his hand.

Soon, Glontan Bainroot knocked and entered, “Sir, did you call for me?”

“You have become a Great Knight, your work has been very diligent during this time, and moreover, your brother-in-law has helped me pioneer, which although he did not need the credit for, it can be transferred to you,” Russell said. “I plan to help you become a Phantom Beast Knight.”

Glontan was Roland’s brother-in-law and one of Russell’s early followers, also a younger son of a high noble family.

Russell also wanted to set an example.

Thus planning to help Glontan be promoted to a Phantom Beast Knight.

“Sir, I…” On hearing this, Glontan immediately knelt on one knee, his sobs unrestrained, as becoming a Phantom Beast Knight was every Great Knight’s dream.”

He looked up at Russell, adoration overflowing from his expression.

Though Russell had not yet become a Dragon Knight, he had pioneered a new frontier in the Way of the Knight, undoubtedly marking him as a great figure. To see oneself reflected in him was simply too perfect, the true template of a knight!

“The territory might not produce a phantom beast for the next two years,” Russell, unaware of what Glontan was thinking, simply stated. “So, I am planning to pick a phantom beast from the Fantastical Beast Park at Red Castle for your contract.”

The territory had no phantom beasts, but nobles could use their merits to purchase from the Fantastical Beast Park at Red Castle.

Roland’s Contracted Phantasmal Beast – Nightmare Specter Horse Naimo, had been acquired from the Fantastical Beast Park.

“Thank you, Sir!” Glontan responded gravely.

“As my follower, you naturally share in my glory,” Russell signaled for Glontan to rise, indicating he no longer needed to remain kneeling. “After the celebration banquet, go with Willem to Red Castle; after completing the contract, come back.”

“Yes, Sir!”

“Also, pass a message to the knights of the domain, I plan to take in additional followers during the banquet celebration, let them prepare well,” Russell remarked.

He had originally announced the plan; every Blackfire Festival, he would take in a batch of followers, encouraging knights to work hard and achieve merits.

This time, it was a special, additional intake of followers.

Similar to Earth’s imperial examinations, when outside of the regular exams, if an Emperor celebrates ‘Wanshou’, a coronation, or another great joyous event, another special examination could be held.

The knights would likely be even more eager knowing this.

Just as Glontan left, Russell heard a “chirp chirp” sound from above the castle, a distinctive call of the Clay Dragon Russell.

“Hmm, father is here,” Russell rose from his study and headed to the front door to meet Baron Roman.