Evil dragon has a warm heart-Chapter 44 - Pregnant Sow
Chapter 44: Chapter 44 Pregnant Sow
Chapter 44 -44 Pregnant Sow
“Where can I find a jeweler in town?” Russell asked Charles immediately after purchasing the clear crystal.
“As for jewelers, there is a lamp shop on Second Cross Street with craftsmen who excel at crafting gem lamps. Of course, Fluorescent Castle likely has skilled jewelers in service to craft gems for Lord Baron.”
“Let’s head to the lamp shop then.”
Russell quickly led his group to the lamp shop, where he found the craftsmen working on the gem lamps and expressed his need: “I need you to help me grind these two clear crystals into lenses… convex lenses… where it’s slightly thicker in the middle and thinner at the edges…”
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In fact, what he needed the craftsmen to craft were reading glasses.
Lady Ingrid was already advanced in years, and the Qi Seed she had nurtured in her youth had long since declined, no longer able to nourish her body.
So she was a bit farsighted, managing to see distant things but finding it difficult to read letters up close.
Russell planned to give the reading glasses as a gift during his grandmother’s birthday banquet. Of course, what he intended to craft were not a whole pair of reading glasses, but two monoculars with chains, the sort of old-fashioned, single-lens glasses.
Reading glasses also came with various strengths, and without the ability to test her eyesight accurately, he could only make two monoculars of different strengths for his grandmother to try.
Should she find them effective, he could later request someone to make a more accurate pair of reading glasses.
“Sir, you are truly filial,” Charles exclaimed. “What’s more miraculous is that a simple crystal can enable someone with presbyopia to see clearly again. It’s absolutely incredible.”
“In life, wonders are everywhere, as long as one knows how to find them,” Russell replied with a smile. He believed his gift would certainly make his grandmother very happy, and it wasn’t expensive either—just two pieces of clear crystal.
Actually, glasses could also be made from glass, but Russell felt that was too low-grade, and besides, the glass manufacturing here wasn’t up to standard, containing too many impurities.
Of course.
Before stumbling upon the gem stall, he had considered making a few Earth dishes for his grandmother. But considering the difficulties in communicating with Mrs. Moore and the low probability of achieving this, he thought it better to switch to reading glasses.
The caravan brought many novel items, and as Russell wandered, the day turned to dusk.
“Sir, shall we return to Wuyao Snake Manor now, or shall we stay at Fluorescent Castle?” Charles asked.
“Neither to Fluorescent Castle nor back home, let’s just find a small inn to stay in town. By the way, there are inns here, right?”
Charles was somewhat distressed: “Of course, there are, but… your status is exalted…”
“It’s just for one night, it doesn’t matter,” Russell said, his purpose far from simple, “Life on the Snowfield is much worse than a small inn, but sooner or later, we’ll fight there, won’t we? Consider it an early adaptation.”
“Alright, as you wish.”
“Mr. Charles, you can go home for the night. Come back tomorrow morning,” Russell gave Charles time off.
Charles, whose cock had indeed been idle for far too long, chuckled with delight at the news: “Thank you for your generosity and kindness, Sir.”
Nighttime.
Within the cramped small inn, Russell had a room to himself, the personal servant and several knight attendants squeezed into another—the arrival of the caravan meant no spare rooms at the inn.
Despite the somewhat unpleasant smell, Russell still settled down to sleep comfortably.
Once he was deep in slumber, accompanied by a “Ga” sound, Gloomy Dreamland descended once more, enveloping a large area of the surrounding streets, centered on the small inn.
He mounted the Little Dream Dragon.
Instantly, spots of Magic Light began to shine on the streets.
“It’s treasure hunting time again, Ice Cream; let’s set off!” Russell chose to stay in the small inn precisely for this moment.
In the daytime, he could not discern the quality of many items brought by the caravan.
But now, within the bounds of Gloomy Dreamland, anything worth picking up would have nowhere to hide.
“Ga!”
One man and one dragon flew slowly toward the first cluster of Magic Light.
“Very good, these should be Magic Elixirs. The light is so intense because it’s concentrated, and it seems there are no fakes.” Russell arrived at a stall that had already closed for the day, with the owner sleeping inside the tent of his stall.
He nodded and left the place.
Magic Elixirs were meaningless to him; he could completely rely on Fluorescent Castle for freebies rather than spending money to purchase them.
Having looked over most of the magic items throughout the market, Russell found very little opportunity for a bargain. Merchants who travel with caravans might pass off ordinary goods as magic creations, but the reverse—selling magic items as ordinary ones—just didn’t happen.
“Regrettable!”
Russell was deeply disappointed when it seemed like his hope to stumble upon a bargain had fallen through. He then mounted the Little Dream Dragon and rode toward another cluster of Magic Light at the edge of Gloomy Dreamland.
“Eh?”
He soon let out a surprised exclamation.
“This appears to be a livestock stall. Cages on the wagon hold many little lambs, calves, and puppies… What’s glowing seems to be a sow? It’s the sow’s belly that’s shining, as if something is coiled inside, this…”
The surprise was too unexpected, too sudden.
At a stall that typically sold young farm animals, there was a pregnant sow that seemed to carry a Fantasy Beast baby.
“Could it really be a Fantasy Beast baby?” Russell closely observed the pregnant sow, but since the piglet hadn’t developed enough to be discernible and the glow was very faint—threatening to die out at any moment—he couldn’t see any details.
After all, for an ordinary animal to carry a Fantasy Beast baby was incredibly hard.
But if it truly was pregnant with one, given enough nutrition and time, the payback could be worth countless times the investment.
“I’ll take this sow!”
“Ga!” The Little Dream Dragon couldn’t understand Russell’s interest in a sow, let out a cry, expressing its tiredness.
The Gloomy Dreamland then dissipated, and consciousness slid back into chaos.
The next morning, Russell awoke from his sleep, promptly woke his Knight Attendant, and hurried to the livestock stall.
The stall owner had not yet opened for business and was feeding the young animals.
Upon learning of Russell’s intent, he immediately dropped the feed and enthusiastically began to pitch, “This sow, Sir, was not easy to bring over. Fearing the piglets couldn’t withstand the cold on the journey, we transported her over before she’d given birth…”
The sow was entirely black, busily munching on pigweed.
The owner continued, “This is a fine breed, the Golden Black Pig. Do you have your own manor, Sir? You could completely raise these Golden Black Pigs. After a year, you can harvest succulent Golden Black Pork whether roasted or smoked—it’s unparalleled!”
Golden Black Pigs were a specialty pork of Baron Gold’s lands. Russell had only eaten it at banquets in Fluorescent Castle.
The taste was indeed delicious.
So, he said with a smile, “Okay, I’ll take this sow. How much?”
“To your convenience, just one Gold Coin plus sixteen silver coins.”
The price was reasonable, so Russell didn’t bother to haggle and nodded, “Ram, pay the man… Jack, you and the others transport the sow back to the estate. Be careful of the bumps and try not to harm the piglet inside the sow’s belly.”
“Understood.” The Knight Attendants promptly took the owner’s wagon and hired a peasant from the town to pull it toward Wuyao Snake Manor.
Russell stayed in town and continued to browse the market, visiting every caravan there. After collecting the two single mirrors he had ordered from a lamp store, he reunited with Mr. Charles and they both headed back to the estate.
