Warm Dragon

"I heard Luo Rui bullying Tess outside the door." A serious and steady voice came from outside the door, and then a middle-aged nobleman with a slightly plain appearance walked in.

His flaxen hair was slightly curly, and his facial features were unremarkable.

But he was tall and straight, and the decent home tuxedo on him gave him a unique and attractive gentleman style.

This is the owner of the entire Fluorescent Castle, the third generation of the Dark Light Baron Roman Fluorescent Mushroom.

"Chirp chirp!" Mushroom bird Luo Rui immediately flew from Meryl's shoulder, flew to Baron Roman's shoulder and landed, glanced at Tess with disdain, then tilted his head and began to comb his green feathers.

Tess stood on Meryl's shoulder, still pinching her waist with one hand, pointing at Luo Rui with the other, and then screaming.

"Be quiet, little guys!" the baron scolded.

"They are too noisy, Roman, they should really be separated." Meryl said with a smile.

The personal servant following the baron quickly pulled the chairs on the dining table away, and the baron sat down and said, "It's useless. They always find each other and start quarreling... or there are too few elves in the castle."

Butler Carter leaned over and asked, "Master, Madam, can we start serving?"

Baron Roman nodded, "Please, Carter."

Lola covered her mouth and said, "Father, you can put Luo Rui and Tess in my room. I won't mind their noise."

Meryl smiled and stroked Lola's hair, "My Lola, children can't raise elves."

"Why?" Lola didn't understand.

"Because you haven't cultivated fighting spirit yet." Baron Roman said, "Only fighting spirit can provide potential for elves and give the whole potion the power to grow."

"Can Russell raise elves?" Lola asked again.

Baron Roman then took a look at his second son. He did not answer Laura's naive question, but asked Russell: "A fluorescent mushroom worm, a long rain flower fairy worm, and a dill fairy worm, is it okay?"

Russell did not have more extravagant hopes, and nodded: "No problem."

The magic potion that can be affected by an elf worm is about 10 hectares, which is equivalent to 150 acres of land.

The three elf worms can grow 450 acres of magic potions together. In the future, the magic potion output of the Black Waist Snake Manor will be enough to feed him and his squire knights.

"The location of the Black Waist Snake Manor is good. Although there are occasional snow ghosts and ghost beasts crossing the line, there is the Xiangshui River Cave to help you block them, and there will be no large-scale war."

"I understand."

"More careful than snow ghosts and ghost beasts are these cave freemen. As a lord with a fief, you must strictly screen them, and never let these freemen destroy the order of the fiefdom for the sake of population."

"I know."

The baron briefly talked about some of the things that the lord should do, all of which are based on experience and personal experience.

Meryl smiled as she ate and listened to the conversation between the father and son.

She gave birth to two sons. The eldest son, Roland, inherited Baron Roman's talent for cultivation and was already a great knight at a young age; the second son, Russell, although less talented, inherited the beauty of the Yujiuhua family and was also her pride.

The male servants brought one dish after another.

In fact, the dishes in the castle were not so rich. There were only five or six dishes for a dinner, but because it was a separate dining system, five or six plates would be placed in front of each person, which required many male servants to serve the meal.

Russell was distracted.

Filling his stomach was his main concern, of course, listening to the baron's teachings was equally important, which was related to his future.

Baron Roman was not only his father, but also his lord.

"Roland is about to retire from the Dragonblood Knights. Shadow Flame Castle hopes that our family can send another heir to serve in the Dragonblood Knights." Baron Roman suddenly mentioned another thing, "Russell, do you want to go?"

"Serve in the Dragonblood Knights?" Russell frowned.

But soon he relaxed his brows and responded calmly: "I don't plan to serve in the Dragonblood Knights."

Baron Roman was not surprised, but just said calmly: "Give me a reason."

Reason?

Russell's reason is very sufficient. The Dragonblood Knights are the most elite knights in the Shadow Flame Grand Duchy, but also the most dangerous knights, who need to fight against real snow demons.

As a peace-loving person, he doesn't want to go!

But this reason cannot be put on the table. At least in the noble glory of this world, escaping from the battlefield is a huge shame.

So he found another reason: "My elder brother is in the Dragon Blood Knights, so he can get close to the Grand Duke. But now that the Grand Duke has ascended the throne, it is meaningless for me to go to the Dragon Blood Knights. It is better to practice fighting spirit in the fiefdom, strive to train a knight team as soon as possible, and follow your father to make achievements."

Meryl did not want her son to be too far away from home.

So he echoed and said: "Yes, the Grand Duke has ascended the throne, and Roland has established a good relationship with the Grand Duke. There is no need to let Russell go."

The Grand Duke of Shadow Flame is the monarch of the entire country and the lord of Baron Youguang.

As the heir of Baron Youguang, it is natural to please the young monarch and establish a good personal relationship with the monarch.

The eldest son Roland did a good job.

So Baron Roman did not force it, nodded, and tacitly agreed with the second son Russell's words.

"Then, starting from tomorrow, I will recruit your retinues and servants to manage the Black-rumped Snake Manor." The baron said, turning to look at the old butler Carter behind him who was serving the meal, "Carter, I will leave the recruitment of servants to you. Take charge."

Butler Carter bowed slightly: "As you wish, Master, I will hire a group of outstanding servants for Master Russell."

Russell heard this and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Carter."

Butler Carter responded: "This is my duty, Master Russell."

After a delicious but not very filling dinner, he said goodbye to his parents and Russell returned to his room.

His room was on the third floor of the castle.

Facing northwest, the windows are not too big.

The view is blocked by the outer wall of the castle, and only the lawn inside the castle can be seen, as well as the fantasy beast activity venue on the lawn.

It was already night, and all the phantom beasts were resting.

"Your Excellency Ross, you must have fallen asleep too, right?" Russell thought that from his room, he could not see the tower where the clay dragon Ross liked to squat.

The predecessor was very dissatisfied with this and believed that it hindered his opportunity to get close to Lord Ross.

Ride a dragon!

This is every teenager's dream.

But now Russell thinks this is the best, so as not to be an eyesore under the nose of Mr. Ross and expose his identity as a time traveler.

"Dragon, I have one too!"

There was no nightlife. After bathing and washing, Russell went to bed early and fell asleep.

After being in a daze for who knows how long, his consciousness came to a desolate and dark environment, and he could see the outline of a castle, as if it was outlined with the dullest pen and ink. There are no heavy walls, no large stones, just sketch-like lines.

Darkness is the main theme, silence is nothing else.

"Fluorescent Castle, this is the Fluorescent Castle in my dream..." Russell was already used to this special dream.

His golden finger.

"Gah!"

Accompanied by a crisp cry, a small beast with a bright golden luster flew slowly from the corner of the castle lines.

It looks like a dragon, but very cartoony.

The head is the size of a bull's head, has horns, scales, vertical pupils, and tiny fangs, perfectly matching the characteristics of a dragon.

The nostrils opened and closed, and there was a faint smoke coming out, like dragon's breath, but this dragon's breath was weaker than second-hand smoke and had no lethality.

The funniest thing is that its body is about the same size as its head.

Disproportionate body, disproportionate wings, disproportionate forelimbs and hindlimbs, and disproportionately small tail.

"Having limbs is a characteristic of a giant dragon. Little Menglong, tell me, are you a giant dragon?" Russell asked with a smile.

The little Menglong hovered in front of him, its wings flapping and its body swaying up and down.

He tilted his head, as if he didn't quite understand Russell's question.

Russell has asked similar questions many times. The little Menglong in the dream is a fool, so he is too lazy to talk nonsense.

He jumped up and rode on the back of Little Menglong.

Well!

In the dream, he is just a cartoon villain.