Evil dragon has a warm heart-Chapter 81 - 80 Twin Rivers Trade Route (Fourth Update)

Chapter 81 -80: Twin Rivers Trade Route (Fourth Update)

Chapter 81 -80: Twin Rivers Trade Route (Fourth Update)

“Hmm, not bad, not bad at all, it’s getting more and more delicious!”

In the manor’s separate courtyard, Russell was enjoying Mrs. Brown’s newly made large white buns and finally retrieved some familiar sensations.

Soft and delicious, it was the very taste of a bun.

Paired with the stack of small dried fish prepared by Mrs. Moore, it was incredibly delightful; for this breakfast, Russell devoured five large bun-sized ones.

“Butler Morris, reward Mrs. Brown with five copper coins and encourage her to continue striving for even tastier buns. Um, Mrs. Moore’s dried fish are quite good too, reward her two copper coins as well,” Russell, fully satisfied, generously praised after his meal.

Delicious food is one of life’s great pleasures and should never be taken for granted.

Butler Morris returned soon after: “Sir, Mrs. Moore and Mrs. Brown are very thankful for your rewards.”

“Mmm.”

“Furthermore, Sir, the provisions for you and the knights have been prepared: flatbreads, meatballs, and magic elixirs, all packed and enough to last you and the knights for half a month. The tents and sleeping bags are also ready.”

Russell was about to clear the trade route on the snowfield, hence he needed to bring his own provisions.

Armor, weapons, horses all required self-preparation.

As Butler Morris was chattering about the supplies that had been readied, the Wildcat Sisters came forward together.

“Sir, as you are about to fight on the snowfields, Catherine and I hope to join. We may not be very adept in combat, but we can help transport supplies for you and the knights,” Katie said with hopeful eyes.

Catherine added, “Plus, we sisters don’t eat much, so we won’t add any extra burden to you, Sir.”

“No.”

Russell bluntly refused the Wildcat Sisters: “It’s not about how much you eat; it’s just not convenient if you go… Alright, let’s not speak of this matter anymore. Stay in the manor and help Charles and Hans manage the estate.”

“Acknowledged,” the Wildcat Sisters replied.

“Acknowledged,” is normally the response of a knight following orders, and the Wildcat Sisters had been practicing horse riding diligently, seeming to aim for a change in profession to knights.

However, having chosen the path of rangers and having taken shortcuts in developing their meridians, it was destined that their achievements wouldn’t be very high.

Like Lone Wolf Lisbon, who barely managed to achieve full circulation through the main meridians of his body and elevate to a great ranger, that was his limit. There was no chance to open up all the minor meridians, establish the Grand Circulation, cultivate the Battle Qi chains, and form contracts with fantasy beasts.

Nevertheless, any increase in strength was welcome, after all, even for those practicing the knight’s path, advancing to become a Mythical Beast Knight was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

Once Charles and Hans arrived, Russell briefed them on a few matters regarding the lordship.

Then, he sprinted towards Fluorescent Castle along with the fully-equipped Eric, Kevin the Gold and Silver Wolfhound, as well as Tom, John, Jack, and James, the four knight attendants.

Russell, traveling light, rode on his majestic black steed, leading the way at the front of the group.

Eric followed closely behind, with three long spears and a shield attached to his horse, and Kevin the Gold and Silver Wolfhound carried two large packs, which held living essentials and special provisions for him.

Trailing them were Tom and the others, each not only bearing a long spear and shield on horseback but also carrying a fair amount of supplies.

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This was the very purpose of a knight attendant: indulged in peacetime, and during battle, they served their lord in all capacities, even fighting to the death to ensure his safety—and should the lord fall in battle, the knight attendants were expected to follow suit.

Two hours later, the group reached Fluorescent Castle.

It was evident that Fluorescent Castle was bustling with activity as other lordly knight groups had already arrived, filling the grassland in front of the castle with their horses.

Amid them, the silhouettes of several fantasy beasts could be seen.

The Nightmare Specter Horse, the Armadillo King, the Steel Thunder Beast, the Golden Luster Lynx, the Great Horned Deer King… and on the castle walls, Black Feather Ravens and Aurora Falcons crouched.

“Mr. Russell.” The lordship’s patrol Knight Commander, Kendall, approached.

“Knight Commander Kendall, are you also partaking in the mission to clear out the trade route?” Russell greeted the man and casually inquired.

“Yes, Chris is holding the fort, while I follow the lord onto the battlefield.” Chris was the Castle Guard Captain, and like Kendall and Eric, he was a Mythical Beast Knight who had yet to receive a title of nobility.

“Then we can fight side by side once again.”

“Haha, this time Mr. Russel won’t need my protection,” said Knight Commander Kendall, looking towards Eric and, behind him, Kevin, “Is this the Gold and Silver Wolfhound? Indeed, it’s quite majestic, especially these eyes—so handsome.”

Kevin lazily wagged his tail.

Eric, in a subdued voice, said, “Kevin and I will ensure Sir’s safety.”

“Russell, Kendall, and Eric!” Lord Uterras called out from the archway, “Sir is waiting for us at the training ground!”

“Let’s go,” Knight Commander Kendall said with a smile.

“Let’s.”

The three of them quickly arrived at the training ground, where Mr. Roman, the Baron, was already clad in splendid silver armor, waiting on the field.

Atop a nearby tower, Mr. Ross sat like a gargoyle, his dragon eyes larger than a bull’s, eerily watching the knights below and their Fantasy Beasts. He even accidentally dribbled a drop of saliva.

The Fantasy Beasts had grown accustomed to Mr. Ross’s dragon might and behaved normally.

Only Kevin the Gold and Silver Wolfhound had his back fur slightly bristled, and Eric had to bend down to pet Kevin, calming him.

“Very good, it’s only ten o’clock, and everyone is already here,” Baron Roman said, his hand on the sword at his waist as he looked around, his gaze settling on Eric, “I’m glad to see the birth of the eighth Phantom Beast Knight in Glowing Valley, Eric!”

At these words, Eric clenched his right hand to his chest, performing a knightly salute.

After introducing Eric, Baron Roman declared loudly, “Enough talk, let’s all get our troops in order and set out for the Twin Rivers Trade Route!”

With that said,

Baron Roman was the first to leap onto his Nightmare Specter Horse, his contracted Fantasy Beast.

At the same time, a large grey snake swiftly coiled around Baron Roman’s armor, its head poking out over his left shoulder, flicking its tongue repeatedly. This was his second contracted Fantasy Beast, the King of Ebony-waisted Snakes.

Almost simultaneously, a flash of silver light crossed, and soon a silver-white fox sat perched on Baron Roman’s right shoulder.

This was his third contracted Fantasy Beast, the Silver Winged Wind Fox.

Russell looked with envy at his father, whose figure surrounded by three Fantasy Beasts was undeniably impressive.

In the knights’ cultivation, after reaching the tiers of Qi-kind and Battle Qi, successfully contracting a Fantasy Beast marked the entry into a whole new realm—Prime Breath Tier.

The Prime Breath Tier is divided into two levels, Phantom Beast Knight and High-ranking Mythical Beast Knight.

The distinction between levels is straightforward: contracting one Fantasy Beast makes one a Phantom Beast Knight; contracting two or more makes one a High-ranking Mythical Beast Knight.

There is also another way to differentiate levels: contracting one Fantasy Beast makes one a First-layer Phantom Beast Knight, contracting two makes one a Second-layer Phantom Beast Knight… It is said that one can contract up to five Fantasy Beasts, becoming a Fifth-layer Phantom Beast Knight.

Contracting more than five Fantasy Beasts, with Prime Breath surpassing the critical threshold, leads to dissipation and drives the Phantom Beast Knight into madness.

Without a doubt, Baron Roman was presently a Third-layer High-ranking Mythical Beast Knight.

Shifting his gaze from his father, Russell then looked towards another Lord Knight, Marcus, who sat astride a Fantasy Beast that resembled a rhinoceros—the Iron Thunder Beast. Next to the Iron Thunder Beast was another Fantasy Beast, the Pangolin King.

“Second-layer High-ranking Mythical Beast Knight Marcus… It’s a pity Malena’s not my type, otherwise Marcus would have been my father-in-law,” thought Russell, amusing himself.

In the whole Glowing Valley, there were only two High-ranking Mythical Beast Knights, Roman You