Evil dragon has a warm heart
Chapter 514 - 514 512 Splashing Ink with a Flourish

Chapter 514: Chapter 512: Splashing Ink with a Flourish Chapter 514: Chapter 512: Splashing Ink with a Flourish “Are you speaking of Hape?” Baron Roman looked at Russell’s forehead but did not find the Mark of the Thunder Lord.

When traveling, it was generally Unicorn Polly who accompanied Russell.

Hape, having ascended to a Pseudo-Harpy Dragon, preferred a life of freedom, frequently traveling between Qinqiu and Greentown Garden Cold Spring Point, keeping company with her kin, the Owl Dragon. Only when Russell called would she willingly return to Cigar Castle.

But Polly was different.

She not only loved to see the world with Russell but also liked to observe it through Russell’s eyes in the form of the Mark of the Thunder Lord.

“Yes, father, I’m talking about Hape,” Russell said, “In Greentown Snow Forest, not only Owl Dragons live there, but also a large number of owls. It’s almost certain that Hape’s lineage originated from the owls.”

“It seems to be so, a Pseudo-Harpy Dragon like Hape is indeed worth having but…”

Baron Roman glanced at Russell and left the rest unspoken.

For to speak the words would not only hurt Hape, but also his own Contracted Phantom Beast – the Nightmare Specter Horse, and it might even upset Polly—he desired a unicorn as a mount, for a knight and his steed are a natural pair.

Therefore, Baron Roman quickly changed his statement, “Whether it’s the Horse-like Dragon from Thunderflame or the Owl Dragon from Qinqiu, both are worth looking forward to.”

“Father, Russell,” Roland rode up swiftly on his horse.

“Big brother,” Russell greeted.

“A thousand war horses have already been deployed, and once the grass cover increases, we’ll release the next batch,” Roland said, “Also, the people I sent to explore the swamp have given their report.”

“And?”

“Most of the swamp regions have begun to harden, only a few small areas remain unchanged. I will leave some serfs behind to continue excavating small canals along the already developed Cloud Dream Canal to completely drain the swamp,” Roland continued.

Russell smiled, “Let it be, no need to be so thorough, big brother, you can move the serfs away, and maybe just put up a sign by the swamp. Leaving some wetlands might diversify the ecology of the territory.”

“Ecological diversity?” Roland was puzzled, “What do you mean?”

“That means raising some phantom beasts, just in case there are any that like swamps and choose to breed there,” Russell found an excuse.

Roland nodded, “That makes sense, let’s leave those swamp areas then.”

Baron Roman stood to the side with his hands behind his back; he did not join the conversation between the brothers but felt somewhat inexplicably emotional in his heart.

From childhood, he had groomed Roland as his heir.

As for Russell, he was half left to fend for himself, and the other half of his hope was that Russell would become Roland’s strong supporter.

Who could have anticipated that now it was Roland who had become the supporter of Russell?

Before realizing it, the three of them were already riding their horses by the lakeside of Cloud Dream Lake, an artificially excavated lake about twenty meters deep. It had been made possible by the knights using their explosive battle energy during the process.

In a supernatural world, a knight endowed with battle energy is a living “construction machinery.”

Especially knights like Russell, who could directly shatter mountain ranges and carve out wide roads, more ferocious than a tunnel boring machine.

“If there’s anything lacking in the Glowing Territory, it’s a lake,” Baron Roman stood with his hands behind him, admiring the shimmering light on the lake.

At a distance by the lake, one could see a group of serfs releasing fish fry into the lake.

“The Glowing River is also quite beautiful,” Russell said.

“It is quite beautiful, but not enough. Oh yes, Roland and Russell, after the resonance of the Warm Land, the Glowing River and the Red Water River intersect in the caverns at the edge of the two territories. Why don’t you think of a way to transform that area into a large lake as well?” Baron Roman said.

Roland immediately responded, “Not only that, but I also plan to reorganize the river course of the Xiangshui River to connect with Leize’s Cloud Dream Canal, allowing the Xiangshui River to finally flow into Cloud Dream Lake and from there flow into the Snow Plains Cave.”

At that moment,

Roland, standing by the lake on the muddy ground, sketched out a map with the sword he carried and gestured excitedly on it.

As the chief steward of both the Thunderflame and Glowing territories, he was quite pleased.

The opportunity to paint and create on such a vast warm enclave was his best way to prove himself. In the future, he would follow Russell onto even larger stages to flaunt his prowess. The once genius of Glowing Valley would shine bright once again.

“Big brother, let’s implement it according to your plan,” Russell had already developed immense trust in Roland’s capabilities.

In terms of territory management, he, a transmigrator, might not possess the meticulous control of Roland.

Fortunately, as the lord, as the Earl, and future ruler of a nation, he was not required to engage in operations personally but only needed to cultivate talents who could execute his intentions.

“Alright, we’ve visited Cloud Dream Lake, let’s head back to Cigar Castle now,” Baron Roman said as he mounted the Nightmare Specter Horse, “Your mother must have already arranged today’s banquet and is probably complaining about why we haven’t returned yet.”

A tarred main road had already been built between Cigar Castle and Fluorescent Castle.

With the carriages speeding swiftly, the travel time was greatly reduced, so Lady Meryl and Lady Ingrid could frequently commute between the two castles. Although Russell was an entrepreneur, he had not established his own estate and was still a member of the Fluorescent Fungi Family.

Upon the father and sons’ return to Cigar Castle.

Indeed, Lady Meryl had been waiting at the door: “We agreed you’d be back by eleven o’clock sharp. Roman, what time is it now?”

Baron Roman, feigning an innocent check, pulled out a pocket watch from his chest: “Ah, it’s past eleven already. I did say we should set out early. It’s all because of Roland and Russell, these two rascals who always love to wander off as soon as they leave the house, causing delays.”

Lady Meryl rolled her eyes.

Lady Ingrid muttered from the side, “Our little ghosts are always well-behaved and sensible. Roman, find a smarter excuse next time when covering for them.”

“Alright, mother, let’s go in,” Baron Roman coughed.

After Russell also entered, Butler Morris found his chance and approached with a bow, sweating profusely: “My lord.”

“You have worked hard,” Russell gave Butler Morris a consoling look.

Each of Lady Meryl’s stays at Cigar Castle was not a welcoming time for the servants there; rather, it was a stringent test.

The lady would scrutinize each servant by the standards of Fluorescent Castle, and those who performed poorly were naturally scolded. By now, from top to bottom, almost all the servants, except for a few kitchen maids unseen in the hall, had been reprimanded.

Including Butler Morris and Housekeeper Leona.

“Cigar Castle will soon be hosting dignitaries from Red Castle. I don’t want to see chaos due to unpreparedness, so we must be strict at all times!” Meggin, Lady Meryl’s personal maid, would stress this each time she reprimanded the servants on her lady’s behalf.

Cigar Castle was no longer merely a baron’s castle but an earl’s castle.

Russell was one of only three earls in the entire Shadowflame Grand Duchy!

“You all come from poor families. To be able to work in such a splendid castle is the result of a dragon’s watch. Do not fail this job,” Meggin sternly reprimanded the maids, “Mr. Russell is kind, but the lady will not tolerate anyone slackening off because of it!”

“Yes, Ms. Meggin!” the maids responded in unison.

Meggin waved her hand: “Go and focus on your tasks. I’ll keep an eye on you on behalf of the lady.”