Evil dragon has a warm heart-Chapter 46 - Uncle Dave
Chapter 46: Chapter 46 Uncle Dave
Chapter 46 -46 Uncle Dave
Russell galloped ahead, with Eric following closely behind on another warhorse. Although he had formed a contract with a fantasy beast, Kevin the Gold and Silver Wolfhound was not a mount.
Fantasy beasts could serve as mounts, but they weren’t limited to that role.
Kevin’s physique was somewhat small; while carrying the weight of an adult posed no problem, coordinating with a knight in combat proved to be difficult.
The true combat method of a fantasy beast was “phantasmal transformation.”
Of course, Eric and Kevin had not yet reached the stage of phantasmal transformation and could only fight separately, cooperating as a team.
Following behind them were Charles, Tom, and other knight attendants, along with the personal servant Ram.
After two hours of galloping, they arrived at Fluorescent Castle.
“Mr. Russell, welcome home,” Carter, the old butler, greeted with a smile at the gate, personally waiting every time Russell returned home.
“Has grandmother arrived yet, Mr. Carter?” Russell asked as he casually took off his cloak and coat, handing them to Ram.
As for others such as Charles and Eric, there were people to attend to them.
“Lady Ingrid plans to come over tomorrow. She wishes to soak in the hot springs in the morning to replenish her spirits before facing the grand occasion of the birthday celebration.”
“It certainly is a grand occasion. Who has confirmed their attendance this year?”
“Two pieces of good news. Lord Cooper and Miss Rolin will be attending the birthday celebration; they may arrive tonight or by tomorrow morning. Another is Mr. Roland—he has completed his service with the Dragon Blood Knights and will meet Lord Cooper on the way to come here together.”
“Hmm, big brother and sister’s family will all be coming,” Russell smiled. “Grandmother is sure to be thrilled.”
“It’s rare for the members of the Fluorescent Fungi Family to reunite, and we servants are equally delighted,” said the old butler Carter, who had been contentedly speaking. He had never married and had long come to regard Russell, Roland, and the others as his own children.
Russell said with a smile, “You’re not just a servant; you’re our family member.”
The old butler Carter was touched, “Mr. Russell…”
Before Carter could get any more emotional, Russell turned and entered the living room, where he saw a group of people dressed in noble attire happily chatting around Baron Roman.
“Russell, you’ve arrived just in time,” Baron Roman beckoned for Russell to come over, “Let me introduce you to a few lords. This here is Lord Ort Willow from the Gravel Domain… and this is Lord Dave Golden Cap from the Golden Prairie…”
The two earls and five barons from the Shadowflame Grand Duchy were intermarried and intertwined, with relationships that were complex and deeply rooted.
Thus, for Lady Ingrid’s birthday, each family would send a collateral lord to offer their congratulations.
In the future, as Russell grew up, he would also bear this responsibility, representing Glowing Valley in diplomatic visits to other domains.
Of course.
The current Russell was still too young, and this task was undertaken by his uncle, Roson Fluorescent Spore, who traveled on behalf of the family.
“Russell, do you remember your Uncle Dave?” a rugged middle-aged man did not wait for Baron Roman to make the introduction but quickly approached and enveloped Russell in a tight bear hug, “You’ve gotten even sturdier. I knew your training wouldn’t fall behind, haha!”
“Uncle Dave, when did you get here?” asked Russell with a smile.
Having inherited the memories of his predecessor, Russell naturally knew this middle-aged man, Dave Golden Cap.
He was a vassal of Baron Davis Golden Cap and also Davis’s cousin, frequently going back and forth between their two domains.
“I arrived yesterday. Your aunt was in such a hurry,” Dave laughed uproariously. “The ice receded late this year; your aunt has been a bit under the weather, or else your uncle would have surely accompanied her to visit Lady Ingrid.”
Russell quickly asked, “Is my aunt doing alright?”
He not only had an uncle but, in fact, also had an aunt who was married to Baron Davis Golden Cap.
They currently have one daughter named Diana.
“It’s about the same as in previous years; it’s not a big deal, just can’t be in the cold wind,” Dave replied.
“That’s good.”
After greeting Lord Dave Golden Cap, Russell greeted the other four lords in turn and then sat down to chat casually.
“The Duke has just ascended the throne, and the current stance of Red Castle is to prioritize stability. Once its wings have grown strong, especially once the Shadowflame Dragon has fully recovered from its injuries, we’ll head out to war and continue to expand our territories,” Lord Ort Willow said. “But it seems the Duke is somewhat impatient.”
“What is Count Broken Stone’s stance?” Baron Roman asked.
“My lord is clearly in favor of stability. The Shadowflame Dragon has fought year after year, and it’s also time to rest for a few years to gather strength.”
Baron Roman turned to ask, “Dave, what does Baron Davis think? I remember he’s also one to rush forward.”
Dave spread his hands: “I don’t know, the Baron rarely talks about these topics in his domain.”
Russell, curious, interjected, “The Duke is the same age as me, not yet married. Would the Shadowflame Family really agree to let him go to the battlefield?”
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The previous Duke died in battle on the Snowfield, leaving only the current Duke as the sole heir to their bloodline.
If another accident occurred, the Shadowflame Family’s crown might fall into the hands of collateral branches. At that time, the Shadowflame Grand Duchy would likely see significant turmoil. Especially the Shadowflame Dragon, already seriously injured once, if mishaps happened again, the entire country would suffer.
The Barons and others remained silent.
Only Lord Dave Golden Cap spread his hands again: “Who knows.”
Baron Roman quickly moved past the topic, as after all, everyone present was merely a common Lord, with no say in national affairs.
He patted Russell on the shoulder, “You go see your mother first, ask her if she needs help with tomorrow’s banquet.”
“Okay,” Russell stood up to take his leave.
In fact, he did not enjoy this kind of noble interaction.
If he were just a listener, that would have been fine. He loved hearing all kinds of rumors from the outside world. But, having to join in the conversation, whether to agree or to get a few laughs, was a bit tiresome.
His mother Meryl was in the reception hall on the second floor, preparing for tomorrow’s banquet with Lola. Servants, attendants, and hired workers moved in and out, reporting every detail to the Baroness, who would then coordinate and arrange the tasks.
A banquet was a major undertaking, involving the most meticulously observed noble etiquettes, where not the slightest negligence was tolerated.
Lola, who was only eleven, needed to start learning now—someday she too would marry into a domain, possibly even an Earl’s domain, and she would manage a household and arrange such banquets.
“Mother, Lola,” Russell greeted.
“Russell, you’re here,” Meryl looked up and smiled, then said, “I’m too busy here; go chat with your father and the others in the hall for a while, and then wait to welcome your sister, brother-in-law, and your eldest brother.”
“Okay,” Russell replied with a smile.
He went downstairs, back to the hall, to continue listening to a few Lords share stories of the Snowfield. However, there weren’t many good stories; most were tedious battlefield narratives. The Barons and others might find them deeply engaging, but Russell found them dull.
He had not yet experienced the brutal combat on the Snowfields.
Merely on the fringes of the domain, under the pressure of the Phantom Beast Knights, he had teamed up with a small squadron of Knights to slay merely twelve Snow Ghosts.
So soon, he began to recall his elder brother Roland and his sister Rolin.
