Evil dragon has a warm heart-Chapter 38 - Paying Attention to Rules and Etiquette
Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Paying Attention to Rules and Etiquette
Chapter 38 -38: Paying Attention to Rules and Etiquette
“My God, Eric truly has the luck of the devil!” Charles’s mouth twisted with envy as he learned what had happened that morning.
To contract a Fantasy Beast, to be promoted to a Phantom Beast Knight.
For a knight, it was like being struck on the head by great dragon dung, not just a simple gaze from a great dragon.
“Mr. Charles, if you work hard to become a Great Knight, you might also have a chance to contract a Fantasy Beast,” Russell said in high spirits.
Eric was his follower, and now he would have a Phantom Beast Knight subordinated to him. The sense of security over his territory skyrocketed.
No more fears of assassins breaking in during the night.
“I…Ah, I better forget about it; I have no talent for cultivating Battle Qi… Indeed, I worked hard when I was young, but I never succeeded,” Charles lamented, “My God, the next time I see Eric, I’ll have to address him as ‘Sir!'”
A knight who contracts a Fantasy Beast and one who doesn’t are separated by a chasm as vast as the heavens.
In the entire Glowing Valley, with a population of over sixty thousand, there are now only eight Phantom Beast Knights, counting the newly-promoted Eric.
It could be said that these eight Phantom Beast Knights are the pinnacle of Glowing Valley’s combat strength—excluding Mr. Ross, of course.
“Then you will need to adjust your mindset quickly, Mr. Charles.”
“Ah, how come… Sir, could you tell me how exactly Eric had such damn good luck to become a Phantom Beast Knight? I can’t figure it out, how a half Ghost Beast suddenly evolved into a Fantasy Beast and got contracted by Eric?”
“Maybe a great dragon noticed this place and then healed Kevin,” Russell replied with a casual smile, “Haven’t you always said that great dragons are watching over me? It’s that simple.”
“Uh…” Charles was speechless.
He realized that his lord had quite a sense of humor.
But then again, upon reflection, the joke seemed… somewhat conceivable. Ever since Russell arrived at Wuyao Snake Manor, he’d had a string of good fortune: he found a pearl while eating clams, then acquired birch bugs when setting up cordyceps, and now a half Ghost Beast had evolved into a Fantasy Beast!
Thinking of this.
Charles couldn’t help but cautiously look up at the sky outside, murmuring to himself, “The Shadowflame Dragon of the great noble family couldn’t really be watching over this place, could it… I’ll have to stop sneaking wines from the cellar.”
If the Shadowflame Dragon were to discover him, one blast of Dragonflame and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Eric and his dog Kevin wandered around until noon before hustling back, both panting heavily but looking invigorated.
“Sir!” A bloom of smiles like chrysanthemums spread across Eric’s usually stern face.
“Aroo.” The wolfhound Kevin also approached Russell and affectionately rubbed his head against Russell’s trousers. Although it had now become Eric’s contracted partner, it still knew who its savior was.
“Come, let’s welcome the newly promoted Phantom Beast Knight, Sir Eric!” Russell led the applause.
Butler Morris came forward with the servants, and, though reluctantly, Charles followed with four Knight Attendants to applaud and pay their respects to Eric.
A Phantom Beast Knight deserved such an honor.
Eric graciously accepted the homage and then composed himself, speaking seriously, “Sir, we should keep the news of my promotion to Phantom Beast Knight a secret for now.”
“Why?”
“Not until we’ve dealt with Lone Wolf Lisbon. We can announce it afterward,” Eric said, never forgetting the grudge from the Snow Ghost invasion. It was Lone Wolf Lisbon’s challenge to Wuyao Snake Manor, a challenge to Russell.
And to challenge Russell was to challenge all his followers.
“Alright, Butler Morris, have the servants keep this secret.” Russell spoke and then looked at Charles and the others, “The same goes for you. Do not reveal this secret when you go out. Anyone who leaks the news will be severely punished.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“Agreed!”
“All right, even though we need to keep the news under wraps, it doesn’t prevent us from having a celebration. We’ll drink as usual, but no one is allowed to get drunk.”
“Sir, you are always so wise and generous!” Charles laughed heartily.
“Don’t get drunk no matter what, Mr. Charles. You still need to supervise the construction of the Windmill Mill this afternoon,” Russell couldn’t help but remind him again.
“Rest assured, Sir.”
After the midday banquet, with Russell’s instructions in mind, no one dared to indulge in alcohol, so everyone could work soberly in the afternoon.
Charles went on to oversee the construction of the Windmill Mill in Alfalfa Hamlet.
Russell, along with Eric and the wolf-dog Kevin, patrolled the territory. Despite having evolved into a Phantom Beast, the wolf-dog Kevin, with its gold and silver eyes, didn’t have too many extraordinary attributes to worry about others recognizing it as a Phantom Beast.
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“What does it feel like to wield Prime Breath compared to Battle Qi?” Russell asked.
He was curious about the Phantom Beast Knights, even though his father, Mr. Luo Man, was a High-ranking Mythical Beast Knight, he rarely discussed anything about the Knight with his predecessor. His advice was to focus on training in Battle Qi and not to aim too high or get restless.
As a result, his understanding of the Phantom Beast Knight remained limited.
Eric pondered for a moment and replied, “Battle Qi is like a horse that needs to be harnessed and led; Prime Breath is like a part of the body, used very naturally… I am still not skilled enough, and my coordination with Kevin has just begun.”
“I see,” Russell roughly understood.
He didn’t pursue the matter further, after all, he was already a fully-fledged Dragon Knight; a mere Phantom Beast Knight was hardly extraordinary.
If the Little Dream Dragon was indeed a Great Dragon.
With a Phantom Beast Knight accompanying him, Russell felt completely safe patrolling his estate. He was no longer worried about a sudden appearance of Snow Ghosts or any other threat to his life.
“The agricultural development of the territory is still too backward.” He pointed to a field and sighed, “The land is barren, lacking in livestock and farming tools, relying solely on serfs to manually plant small amounts of wheat, barley, and lentils, which yields too little.”
Eric remained silent; his responsibility was the security of the estate, not its production.
Russell didn’t expect an answer from him and instead sketched the ideal blueprint in his mind, planning how to develop the manor in the future.
When Russell’s enthusiasm waned, Eric finally spoke up, “Sir, should we go inform the wildcat sisters?”
Kevin had not only been revived but had also ascended to a Phantom Beast.
Russell had exceeded the expectations of Katie’s request.
However, he shook his head, “There’s no need to look for the wildcat sisters. Let them come to us when they’re ready, after all, they are the ones asking for favors.”
Although it was his first time being a lord, his predecessor had learned from the Baron and naturally knew some lordly tactics. When dealing with people, beasts, or dragons, being overly eager always put one at a disadvantage—only patience brings control of the situation.
“Yes, Sir,” Eric nodded.
“Tell me, why are Katie and Catherine called the wildcat sisters when they have a dog with them and not the wild dog sisters?” Russell suddenly realized a blind spot.
Eric couldn’t answer, “I don’t know.”
“It doesn’t matter. Wildcat or wild dog, once they enter the territory, they must follow the rules,” Russell inherently believed in following rules, which was probably why he had adapted to his identity and integrated into this world so quickly.
Of course.
What he preferred even more was making others follow the rules he had set.
