Evil dragon has a warm heart
Chapter 515 - 515 513 Steam Roaring Across the Wilderness

Chapter 515: Chapter 513: Steam Roaring Across the Wilderness Chapter 515: Chapter 513: Steam Roaring Across the Wilderness After the banquet, members of the Fluorescent Fungi Family stayed overnight at Cigar Castle, planning to rest here for the night before heading home.

On the terrace.

Lady Meryl and Aunt Clara were chatting idly about trivial matters while enjoying the cool breeze.

“This year’s Warm Season has been calmer than ever before. Roman no longer needs to head to the Snowfields for tough battles, Roland no longer needs to travel everywhere, and even Russell is willing to stay at home,” Lady Meryl reflected.

In recent years, there had been too much turmoil.

The Second Descent, combat servitude, the Demon Subduing Order, the alliance between two nations… one could say the knights were constantly rushing to the Snowfields.

Each time the father and sons left home, Lady Meryl would be worried sick.

But this year’s Warm Season seemed extraordinarily peaceful: Shuang Ge had been killed by Russell, Shuang Da had vanished without a trace, and with the Blazing Spire and Torrent Scale Tower guarding the territory, life had returned to the peace of twenty years ago.

After a pause.

Lady Meryl smiled and said, “It’s just your son Roson who still needs to travel around. Before, he only had to welcome and send off guests for Fluorescent Castle, but now he has to do the same for Cigar Castle.”

“Roson is naturally suited for this job,” Aunt Clara said with a laugh, “Plus, he became Russell’s diplomat and got an extra salary. Once Royal graduates and follows Russell, father and son can travel together.”

“What are you whispering about? Big sister, second sister, come and play cards. Mother has already sat down at the card table,” Mrs. Roby called as she came over.

The ladies took their seats at one table.

The gentlemen sat at another table, not to play cards, but to pour themselves glasses of red wine and shoot the breeze. The men of the Fluorescent Fungi Family didn’t like playing cards; they preferred to hide away in the study to savor red wine.

Of course.

Russell was neither fond of playing cards nor of hiding away in the study drinking wine. When he secluded himself in the study, he was almost always reading a book.

At this moment, he was also holding a glass of red wine and a newly opened book.

“What book is that?” Roland asked.

“It’s from Marquis Arno, Nicholas’s new work, ‘The Long Sword Sweepeth the Frost.’ It’s the third installment in the Su Luo series,” Russell replied.

“Hmm, the third installment is finally out? Everyone’s been waiting for a long time. When will it be released?”

“The opera house release date isn’t set yet; right now, they’ve just published the book,” Russell said. “Nicholas has been a bit slow this time; he might not catch up with the popularity. It’s already September, and the scorching summer season is nearly over.”

“You underestimate your own popularity. When I was inspecting the territory, I met quite a few manor stewards who asked me if they could invite the troupe to the manor again to perform your ‘The Dragonriding Youth’ and ‘Thunder Descends on the Dragon Domain.'”

“Indeed,” Uncle Roson joined in, “I came back from Red Castle just a few days ago. At the noble gatherings there, the most common topic of conversation was still you.”

It could only be said.

Russell had yet to get used to the news cycle on the Dragon Sleep Continent.

Back on Earth, a heated event would cool down after three to five days of commotion, with many new hot topics shifting the public’s attention. But on the Dragon Sleep Continent, there might be only one or two big news stories over a year or even half a year.

For everyone from the nobility down to the commoners, it was quite normal to sustain interest in a topic for a year or even longer.

…

Time flies like a swift steed. In the blink of an eye, it was already October. The warmth of the scorching summer had passed, and the serfs working the fields had switched to long sleeves and trousers.

“Niko, this year’s Cloud Mist Cigars have sold like crazy,” Russell said, accompanying the Tobacco Sprite as he inspected the second season’s Tobacco Magic Medicine Field.

“Eek goo?” Niko didn’t quite understand.

For the past two or three months, it had been in a slightly excited state of mind, a harbinger of the power of evolution brewing within it.

Suddenly,

a green little bird flew in from the sky and landed on Russell’s shoulder, its beak holding a plump green worm.

“Hm? Rosy, why did you bring a Glowing Mushroom Bug out!” Russell was about to scold when he suddenly noticed something was amiss, “This isn’t the Glowing Mushroom Bug from our house, has the one in the birch forest emerged?”

As fortunate as the Tobacco Magic Medicine Field, this year’s Glowing Mushroom Magic Medicine Field in the birch forest had also produced a Cordyceps.

With the little spirit, Spirit Insects would continuously emerge.

“Chirp chirp!” Rosy placed the Glowing Mushroom Bug in the palm of Russell’s hand, proudly flapped its wings, and then glanced at Niko.

It still remembered when Niko had found a Tobacco Sprite Bug and had its moment of glory in front of Russell, and now it was its turn.

Clop clop clop!

The sound of hooves approached rapidly, and several knights came galloping over. The leading knight dismounted and said, “Greetings, Sir, Rosy took away the Glowing Mushroom Bug from the birch forest, I and the knights of the Cordyceps Guard Squad hurried over.”

“I already know,” Russell handed the Glowing Mushroom Bug to the knight, “Take it back to Cigar Castle.”

“Yes, Sir!”

The knights hurried away, and Russell continued with Niko and Rosy towards the northwest and soon arrived at the Black Oil Mine.

Then he headed straight for the Blackfire Tower of Scholars.

“Sir, you’ve arrived!” Scholar Kirov greeted with respect, having been promoted from the head of the steam engine project team to the overall director of the Tower of Scholars.

“Has the steam car been tested on the road yet?”

“We’ve been waiting for your arrival,” Kirov replied.

Soon after, they met the new head of the steam engine project team, a scholar with high salary hired from Red Castle named Leterley. These days, the scholars who were not doing well in Red Castle would usually try their luck at the Blackfire Tower of Scholars.

“Sir, the steam car is ready and can be tested on the road now,” Leterley said calmly.

“Let’s start the road test immediately,” Russell said.

The crowd then gathered around Russell, arriving at the tar-paved road inside the test base, where a strange-looking four-wheeled vehicle stood parked.

It looked somewhat like the front of an old-fashioned train, essentially a round barrel with four wheels attached. It also resembled the front of a tractor, with an open drive cabin and unpolished welding joints.

The beauty of the machine was undoubted.

Soon, under the command of Scholar Leterley, the steam car began to light up and boil water, and moments later, steam billowed from the chimney.

Pulling the whistle, a loud sound pierced through the entire test base.

The next moment, this clumsy and primitive steam car gradually started moving, then steadily accelerated to over forty kilometers per hour, racing around the entire test base. It took several laps before coming to a gradual stop.

Rustle rustle…

Applause surged like a tide, and Russell couldn’t help but join in the clapping. Under his guidance, the first car on the Dragon Sleep Continent was born in splendor.

“Come, let me give it a try,” Russell said as he took the driver’s seat.

No one warned Russell to be careful, for a knight who could ride dragons would handle such an iron clunker with ease.

Russell swiftly took the steam car on the road and even drove it out of the test base, onto the main road of Black Water River. After taking it for a spin, he smoothly returned the steam car to the test base, earning another round of applause.

“Very good,” Russell said after getting out of the car, delivering an enthusiastic speech, “The birth of this steam car signifies the dawn of a brand-new era.”

He looked at the steam car that still emitted heat, filled with emotion, “The roar of steam rises over the wilderness. Beyond the strength of knights, we have discovered a new power. Admittedly, this power is still primitive and simple, but I believe, very soon, it will astonish the world!”