Chapter 310: Red Castle's Reward
Russell did not go back with Roland, but stayed in the Red Castle, preparing to take all the orders for Rain Dragon Cigars before going back.
He knew the approximate output of the 1,500 acres of magic tobacco in the Black Snake Manor and the ordinary tobacco planted in the Valley of the Light, so he naturally knew how many orders he could take.
This day.
He had just woken up from the big bed in the castle when he heard the maid who came in to clean the room say, "Lord Russell, your follower, Sir Katie, is waiting for you in the living room, and she is also waiting for you with Sir Jerry."
"Really?" Russell raised his eyebrows, as if he had a premonition of something.
After washing up, he went downstairs and saw Katie and the Red Eyed Rat King Jerry. He only took a glance and noticed unusual signs.
This is an intuition, derived from the intuition of the Fantasy Beast Knight.
"Katie, have you contracted with Jerry?" He walked straight over, sat on the sofa, and touched Jerry's head.
Jerry still respected his former master, but he could feel that there was no such intimacy as before.
"Yes, sir!" Katie replied calmly, but one could still feel the excitement and excitement hidden under her calm words, "Just last night, Jerry and I completed the contract and were promoted to the Fantasy Beast Knight... My lord, you have already gone to bed, so I didn't disturb you."
"Good!" Russell laughed, "Congratulations on your promotion to the Fantasy Beast Knight."
"It is you who gave me everything!" Katie pounded her chest with her right hand, making it bang, and solemnly performed a knight's salute.
"I provided the opportunity, and you can do all this by your own efforts." Russell did not take too much credit. If Katie did not have this perseverance and talent, he would not have invested in Katie. This was a mutual choice.
For example, his three squire knights are not young, but none of them have been promoted to the Great Knight.
Russell was too lazy to invest too much in them, and let them be small officials in the territory and live a plain life.
"Now that you and Jerry have officially signed a contract, you must not slack off in the training of treasure-hunting mice and sentinel mice." Russell said. He has always valued Jerry's identity as the Rat King. If Jerry was not too ugly, he would have signed the contract himself.
"Yes, sir."
"Okay, go and adapt to your new identity. In addition, pack up your things. We will set off to go back tomorrow."
"Yes!"
After a buffet breakfast, Russell was just looking for an opportunity to say goodbye to his cousin Mel when he saw the butler coming over: "Sir Russell."
"Is there anything?"
"The Knight Commander Buscock of the Great Scholars Round Table is here. He specifically wants to visit you."
"Buscook?" Russell nodded, "Please let him in."
Buscock was the Knight Commander who escorted the two great scholars to the Black-waisted Snake Manor for an inspection.
"Sir Russell." Buscock bowed immediately after arriving.
"Hello, Lord Bushcock, please take a seat."
"Knowing that you are in the Red Castle, the Great Scholar Round Table specifically asked me to come and inform you to go to the Great Scholar Tower to receive a Scholar Medal... This is a medal awarded to scholars who have made outstanding contributions in the field of scholarship."
As expected, after the composting technology was verified, it was quickly praised by the Great Scholar Round Table.
It was decided to award Russell the Scholar Medal.
"Can I receive it today? I plan to return to the territory tomorrow."
"Yes."
"Okay, let's go now." Russell didn't care about a Scholar Medal. He just wanted to get it quickly and then go home.
When he arrived at the Great Scholar Tower and really received the Scholar Medal, he realized that he had underestimated this medal.
This is a magical creation made of metal inlaid with sapphires.
The effect of sapphires is to concentrate the mind and can make people concentrate. It is a very precious gem. Wearing this Scholar Medal can help scholars calm down quickly, so that they can study and work more attentively.
Compared with the ordinary scholar medals issued before to distinguish identities, it is undoubtedly several levels higher.
"Over the years, there are not many polymaths who have received the polymath medal." The medal was issued by Russell's old acquaintance, Robert the Great Polymath. "Basically, polymaths who have received this medal will be promoted to Great Polymaths in the future. I would like to congratulate you in advance."
"Thank you for your good words." Russell smiled.
Whether it is a polymath or a great polymath, it is just a business card to add icing on the cake for him.
For ordinary people, polymaths and great polymaths are a way to be promoted to aristocrats and enter the upper class. But for Russell, who was born in Rome, he is already a member of the upper class and does not need to walk.
Of course.
If you can wear a polymath medal, whether you attend a ball or visit a castle, you will be received with great ceremony.
Especially when everyone is aristocratic, wearing such a medal will immediately highlight your identity and directly widen the gap with others.
"Our Great Scholars Round Table is just an academic institution, so the only reward we can give you is a Scholars Medal." Robert said, "But the composting technology has been reported to the Red Castle Elders Council, and perhaps the Elders Council will have new awards."
"Really? This is really exciting."
"You deserve it. Your composting technology will definitely promote the national strength of the Grand Duchy. The Red Castle will never be stingy with rewards."
After chatting for a while, Russell said goodbye and left.
He had no intention of staying in the Red Castle and waiting for the commendation from the Senate, but the commendation from the Senate came quickly.
And the reward was so generous that it was beyond Russell's expectation.
"This is the wheat elf in the elf paradise. He has not been named yet. Sir Russell, please make a contract now." The envoy who came to read out the award held a jade box and handed it into Russell's hands. "After the contract, I You need to go back with the receipt."
"Tsk, tsk, it turned out to be an elf!" Cousin Mel was standing nearby, exclaiming.
The accident came so suddenly, Russell never thought that the Senate would be willing to reward him with an elf.
Taking a deep breath, he quickly pricked his finger, and then stuffed the finger covered with jade powder into the mouth of the wheat elf.
"Woo..." The wheat elf was stunned for a moment. Before he had time to react, he felt a telepathy had been established. The hateful human in front of him who poked his mouth with his finger quickly became closer to him.
"Little guy, from now on, we are partners." Russell took out his fingers and wiped them with a handkerchief.
"Buji?" The wheat elf tilted his head and looked at Russell carefully.
"Okay, Sir Russell, the Cordyceps has been taken back by the wheat elf. You can just go back to your territory and choose a wheat field to plant it." The envoy who announced the award took out a document and said, "Please sign the receipt."
"Okay." Russell quickly signed his name and pressed his fingerprint.
Without him needing to prepare anything, Cousin Mel had already signaled the butler and gave several envoys gold coins as rewards.
The envoys from the Red Fort left happily.
Mel then said: "Actually, the result of the discussion at the Senate meeting was not the elves, but the plan to use an undeveloped wasteland in the volcanic oasis to kill the trouble. Especially Earl Osclo, who talked so brazenly about the retting technology It goes against the aristocratic demeanor and is not worthy of praise and promotion.”
"Is he mentally retarded? This is a technology that enhances national power." Russell said in surprise.
"He just objected for the sake of objecting. Fortunately, after the commendation was presented to Madam Jian Guo, Madam Jian Guo took the initiative to bring out an elf and changed the method of awarding." Mel blinked, "You are really amazing now, Even Mrs. Jianguo wants to win over you."
After a pause, he muttered sourly: "Is being looked at by a giant dragon really different?"