Chapter 375: The Sorrow of the Golden Plains
The sound of "Fast" echoed in the snowy fields, crossed the border of the Shadow Flame Grand Duchy, and disappeared at the edge of the Golden Fields.
The charcoal dragon flapped its wings vigorously, as if there was a big terror behind it, constantly burning blood and essence to speed up its flight.
There were several cuts on its belly, and an unknown amount of dragon blood flowed out. Now that the golden field is in sight, the wounds finally healed and stopped bleeding. But its physical strength has been exhausted due to excessive blood loss.
"Woo!"
It wailed, and hot tears fell from the corners of its eyes, condensing into ice crystals in the air, and dripping in the courtyard of the cave.
A free man was looking for moss in the patio to satisfy his hunger. He was accidentally hit by ice crystals and rolled to the ground holding his head. When he saw clearly the ice crystal that hit him, he curiously picked up the ice crystal. The ice crystal was actually warm.
And instantly integrated into his body.
He felt that the sluggish fighting spirit in his body was beating vigorously, but unfortunately it was not enough to bloom.
At the same time, he felt a heart-rending sadness, and couldn't help but burst into tears in the courtyard: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah,"
The charcoal dragon has gone away.
Its figure was shaky, but it remained firm and did not fall, gliding towards the Golden Roof Castle.
When the Golden Roof Castle came into view, the charcoal dragon could no longer hold on. As soon as the dragon's eyes closed, its body fell like a meteor.
Boom!
It fell directly onto the lawn near the Golden Roof Castle, creating a big crater.
"It's Mr. Howard!" The guarding knights of the Golden Roof Castle quickly ran over and recognized the bipedal dragon unconscious in the pit. It was the charcoal dragon high in the Golden Fields. "Quick, tell Madam, Mr. Howard has fallen. !”
"You're still alive, Mr. Howard is still alive!" A knight shouted loudly after checking the charcoal dragon's breath.
"Quick, quick, go get the magic potion and ask Madam to bring more magic potion to treat Mr. Howard!"
After a while, the anxious Baroness Robbie Fluorescent Mushroom sent someone over with a large number of magic potions in the castle's inventory.
When he saw the unconscious Foshan Dragon, he was immediately shocked: "What's wrong with Mr. Howard? What's going on?"
The knights were silent, no one knew what happened.
"Where's Davis, where are you adults?" Robbie asked loudly, but the knights just shook their heads. They didn't see Baron Davis.
Luo Bi was completely panicked: "How could this happen, Davis, Davis, where did you die!"
No one answered.
Luo Bi's eyes were wet with tears: "I just told you before going out that you must be careful when hunting snow demons. You are always impatient..."
"Madam." The captain of the knight guarding the castle stepped forward to ask for instructions, "Your Excellency Howard is seriously injured and his life is in danger. Treat it first, and when Mr. Howard wakes up, you can ask about his whereabouts."
"Yes, yes, yes." Luo Bi had no idea, "Quick, quick, help Mr. Howard!"
…
Red Fort at night.
Earl Merlin, Prince Chosen Mel, and Russell were dining in the restaurant of the Independence Castle, chatting casually about trivial matters.
Earl Merlin has not yet convened a meeting of elders to discuss the matter of Snow Giant Darko Realm and Russell's promotion to Dragon Realm Lord. Because he couldn't make up his mind on how to publicize this matter and whether to cancel the demon eradication order.
After glancing at Mel and Russell, especially looking at Russell for several seconds, Earl Merlin cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth.
After chewing and swallowing, he picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth before sighing: "The young people in the Grand Duchy have grown up... and I have grown old."
This year is the year 5583 of the Dragon Calendar, and Earl Merlin is seventy-four years old.
"Grandfather, you are not old. You will live to be one hundred and ninety-five years old." Mel quickly responded, "The Council of Elders still needs you to support it. The plight of the Grand Duchy also requires you to lead everyone out. You But you can’t accept old age.”
"Yes, grandpa, you are going strong as time goes by." Russell followed.
Earl Merlin chuckled: "Yes, I have to work hard for at least another ten years before I can safely hand over the government affairs of the country to you young people. The current situation is difficult, and only if I pave the way can you young people take over safely."
Mel nodded repeatedly.
Russell couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. His grandfather was indeed the same as the rumors, and he was very in love. If it hadn't been for the scandal made by Archduke Kunstein in the previous episode, I would have been reluctant to disband the Council of Elders for a while.
Now that the Council of Elders is back in power, they are ready to work for another ten years.
Judging from what he meant, it seemed that in less than ten years, the right candidate for the Grand Duke would not be chosen - young people are not useful.
Moreover, I heard from Cousin Mel before that Earl Merlin was going to retreat soon, and even the Manganese Steel Dragon would have to step aside. But looking back now, Mel may have to wait for another ten years. As long as Earl Merlin does not retreat, he will need the identity of the Dragon Knight.
I didn’t get too hung up on this, after all, Russell wasn’t choosing a son.
He asked: "Grandpa, will the serf trade continue during your reign? My territory has just been opened up, and there really is no one with enough population to cultivate it."
Mentioning this, Cousin Mel said sourly: "Russell, you now have two warm enclaves!"
"Yeah." Russell smiled.
Mel continued to say sourly: "If I had known I would go for a walk in the snowfield, maybe I would be lucky enough to pick up a flying dragon."
Russell pretended to be arrogant: "Who says it's not the case?"
Mel was so angry that his teeth itched: "I really don't want to stay in the Red Castle for a moment. I have to socialize all day long, and even have to squeeze out time for cultivation at night... My flying dragon is still waiting for me on the snowfield!"
Looking at Russell, he continued angrily: "And Mora and I, maybe we can also be together in life and death and be promoted to the lord of the Dragon Realm!"
His fantasy beast is Mora, the iron-feathered gray crane.
At this time, Earl Merlin glanced at his grandson: "Why, Mel, you are also being stared at by the Shadow Flame Dragon?"
"Uh." Mel paused, then smiled and said, "Grandfather, don't worry, I will win the stare of His Highness Shadow Flame sooner or later!"
Now the blessing phrase "Dragon Stare" has a new content expansion-"Being Stared at by the Dragon". After all, Russell, the last knight who was stared at by the dragon, has become the future baron of the Grand Duchy.
"Don't be too ambitious, do things down to earth, and you will be recognized by everyone." Earl Merlin warned.
"Yes, Grandfather." Mel said sincerely.
However, under the table, he raised his middle finger to Russell beside him.
After a while, the meal ended. Mel and Russell continued to accompany Earl Merlin to the study to drink red wine and smoke cigars.
Lighting a frost cigar, Earl Merlin took a deep breath and then exhaled a cloud of smoke: "Russell, what reward do you want?"
"What?"
"Promoting the Dragon Territory Lord and opening up a new warm enclave will undoubtedly expand the territory of the Shadow Flame Grand Duchy and inject new power into the Shadow Flame Dragon." Earl Merlin said, "The Elders will definitely give you a reward."
The wyvern was born with the power of the Shadow Flame Dragon, so the wyvern opened up the territory and could not increase the power of the Shadow Flame Dragon.
Only when the warm enclave prospers will it give back to the Shadow Flame Dragon.
If the Shadow Flame Dragon is willing to bleed, it may be able to breed a few more wyverns, but this is not very meaningful.
But the Dragon Territory Lord is different.
The knight and the pseudo-dragon overcame the difficulties of life and death, thus gaining powerful strength and opening up a warm enclave. This will undoubtedly inject extra power into the Shadow Flame Dragon and make it a great supplement, so the reward will definitely not be less.
"Reward..." Russell pondered.