Evil dragon has a warm heart
Chapter 508 - 508 506 New Flag

Chapter 508: Chapter 506: New Flag Chapter 508: Chapter 506: New Flag The Warm Season in the Warm Enclave was sunny, with orioles flying and grass growing.

Construction and production in Blackfire Plains had vigorously begun, including the projects of Cloud Dream Lake in Leize, the accompanying Dream Cloud Canal, and the large ranches, which were also under construction at full pace.

The expanded lands after the resonance of the Warm Enclave had already grown lush with wild grass and saplings, no longer desolate as before.

It could be said that the entire Thunderflame Territory was thriving.

The clip-clop of horse hooves, accompanied by the crunch of carriage wheels on the asphalt, raced past on the dark blue main road.

The roofless carriage was crammed with dozens of serfs.

Wrinkled clothes and messy hair revealed their serf status, and they looked around curiously and respectfully.

“So many ponds over there!”

A serf could not help but admire aloud as the carriage traveled along the main road of Black Water River, passing an estate teeming with numerous ponds.

The ponds in the estate were all man-made, squared off like blocks, dotting the green landscape.

“That’s Mulberry and Sesame Manor.” The coachman shouted against the wind while driving, “It’s specifically for growing mulberries and sesame for our lord. The ponds there are all freshly dug for breeding Jade Salmon!”

“What’s Jade Salmon?” asked a serf from inside the carriage.

“A Primordial Beast bred here, a fine fish only the nobility can afford, a specialty of Black Water River, discovered just this year!” the coachman said proudly, “The serf who discovered the Jade Salmon was rewarded three Gold Coins by Lord!”

“Wow, three Gold Coins!” the serfs exclaimed in amazement, many having never seen Gold Coins in their lives.

Living in the estate, there was no need for such high denominations as Gold Coins.

As they spoke, the carriage had already passed Mulberry and Sesame Manor and entered another flat meadow, where rows of endless green crops spread out before them, and many serfs were diligently weeding and pest control in the fields.

“Uncle Thor, what are these crops?” a young serf sitting behind the coachman asked, unable to recognize the plants.

The talkative coachman named Thor immediately explained, “Don’t you recognize this? It’s famous, loved by the knights of our Grand Duchy!”

“What is it, Uncle Thor?”

“Haha, it’s tobacco, not the black smoke coming from the Black Oil Mine, but the cigar tobacco that nobles and knights love to smoke!” laughed Uncle Thor, “This manor is White Dew Manor, and ahead there’s Cloud Mist Manor and Frost Manor, all growing tobacco!”

Then Uncle Thor enthusiastically told the story of Rain Dragon Cigar, “…Our lord was smoking a Rain Dragon Cigar when he chopped off the head of a Frost Giant with a single sword stroke!”

“Wow!” All the serfs in the carriage exclaimed.

“Not just in our Grand Duchy, even kingdoms elsewhere smoke the tobacco grown in Blackfire Plains. I heard from my cousin that knights come here every day to procure it, and they contract the future cigar rolls even before the tobacco grows!”

While he was talking, he suddenly pointed across the Black Water River to a tobacco field: “Look, those are the purchasing knights!”

“Uncle Thor, how do you know they are purchasing knights? When we passed the Black Oil Mine, we saw many territorial knights patrolling. Could these be territorial knights?” asked the young serf, puzzled.

“It’s easy to tell; our territorial knights, whether in armor or knight’s attire, all have a patch of black cloth on their left shoulder, embroidered with a red flame… They all belong to the Blackfire Cavalry,”

The knights of Blackfire Province had black patches on their left shoulders, representing the Black Fire banner, used to differentiate knights’ allegiances.

The Leize Province knights wore purple cloth with golden lightning; the knights of Qinqiu Province sported blue cloth with embroidered white tornado…

The carriage drove past three manors filled with tobacco.

What came into view was a large castle under construction, towering over a hundred meters high with a coiling dragon pillar, flying a flag high above.

“Huh,” Uncle Thor glanced at the flag waving over the castle, “why has the flag design changed?”

Previously,

The flag flying over Cigar Castle resembled the Fluorescent Fungi Family’s banner, a black base with a cluster of Glowing Mushrooms embroidered in green, surrounded by silhouettes of unicorns.

It was still based on a black background, but the style had undergone major changes.

In the center of the flag was a cluster of glowing mushrooms, with the silhouette of a bipedal flying dragon above. On the left was a unicorn’s silhouette, and on the right appeared to be the silhouette of an owl, with a small snake coiled at the bottom.

Suddenly,

Uncle Thor slapped his forehead, “Oh, that’s right, the lord has been promoted to Earl, so now it’s been changed to the Earl’s banner!”

The Black Oil road ran straight to Cigar Castle, but the carriage had to turn south at the crossroads, then enter the main thoroughfare of Redwater River.

After traveling some distance, they arrived at a town that was rapidly taking shape.

“Whoa!” Uncle Thor steered the horse, turning the carriage into a spacious square.

The bustling square was filled with carriages, each of which discharged a group of serfs who, under the supervision of the square’s manager, lined up orderly.

“We’re here, everyone get down,” Uncle Thor called out, then handed over the papers to a quickly arriving square manager, “Under the dragon’s watch, I wish you a happy life in Blackfire Lands, I’m off to pick up the next group.”

Uncle Thor drove away.

The square manager loudly shouted, “Don’t wander off, anyone who wanders gets the whip, line up, separate men and women!”

After the lines were organized,

The square manager counted the people.

Once he had confirmed the numbers were correct, he then shouted, “Stick close to me, I’ll take you to the Governor’s office to register your identities and arrange estates! Let’s move, move, quicken up, let’s get you into your new homes before dark!”

Just then,

A knight maintaining order suddenly shouted, “The Lord is here, everyone immediately pay respects!”

Upon hearing of the Lord’s arrival, the serfs reflexively knelt down in a messy heap, some facing north, others south, without even knowing which direction their Lord was in.

While kneeling, they loudly praised the Lord whom they had never seen before.

“Charles,”

“Sir, your command.”

At the entrance to the square, the master of Thunderflame Territory, Earl Russell Fluorescent Fungus, accompanied by Governor Charles, was inspecting Redwater Town.

Seeing this scene, he slightly frowned and said, “After the newcomers arrive, remember to clarify the territory’s rules, starting with abolishing the kneeling custom.”

“As you wish, Sir.”

“Moreover, ensure the newcomers’ living arrangements are properly set up to minimize the chances of them getting ill. Provide medical guarantees to the best of our capability for those unacclimated or ill… Regarding the magic potion department, I’ll advance another batch from the family.”

“Yes, Sir, rest assured, I will strive to minimize the loss of serfs.”

“Do your job well, and aim to soon remove the ‘acting’ title from the Governor’s nameplate.” Russell then finished inspecting Redwater Town and returned to Cigar Castle.

“Gurgle, gurgle!” Tobacco Sprite Niko, flapping her translucent wings, hurriedly flew over.

Then, with her plump little hands, she pointed toward the northwest, incessantly calling.

Russell smiled slightly, “Want to go check on your Cordyceps, do you? Perfect, I need to inspect the tobacco cultivation too, I’ll take you with me.”

“Cheep cheep!”

“Prattle!”

Hearing they could go out, Fluorescent Mushroom Bird Rosy and Wheat Elf Hewitt quickly flew over, landing on Russell and chirping excitedly.

“Then let’s go together,” Russell laughed heartily.