??Chapter 285: Chapter 284 The Tacit Understanding of the Flying Dragon Knight
Chapter 285: Chapter 284 The Tacit Understanding of the Flying Dragon Knight
“Roman has successfully ridden the dragon?”
Looking at the report from his subordinate, Earl rlin narrowed his eyes, then revealed a faint smile.
“I thought Roman was up to so trick at the Council of Elders eting the other day. Turns out, he was aiming to ride a dragon.” He lit a Misty Rain Dragon cigar and took contented puffs, “The Ghostfire Family, a bunch of sly devils.”
“Grandfather, has Uncle Roman successfully ridden a dragon?” l, studying state affairs, asked in surprise.
“Just a few days ago, after the trial of Ros the Clay Dragon by the Council of Elders, Roman succeeded in dragon riding… Not being able to ride a dragon until nearly fifty is really nothing to boast about.” Earl rlin looked at the cigar ash, which remained unbroken, “He is far behind his father Rod…”
It seems that the older one gets, the more one likes to reminisce about the past, and Earl rlin inadvertently began to recall events from long, long ago.
Back then.
He was about the sa age as Rod: one the heir to a line of unbroken nobility, the other rely the son of a lord from a minor noble family.
Yet, both trained in the Dragon Blood Knights and fought side by side on the Snowfield.
Earl rlin still rembered, at a ball at Red Castle, how Rod t the young Lady Ingrid and beca smitten at first sight, making a marriage pledge—only, they were too young to marry just yet.
In just a few short years, Rod’s father unexpectedly found a Clay Dragon, which proved unbeatable against the Snow Demons. He was thereby ennobled by Quentin III Shadowfla as Baron Youguang.
Subsequently, Rod Glowshroom, who had acquired a noble surna, married Ingrid and they had Roman Youguangxun.
Later, after many years of battle, Rod’s father died ill in bed, and Rod inherited the baronial title and quickly gained the recognition of the Clay Dragon, becoming the second-generation Clay Dragon Rider. Then ca the union between the two houses.
“Your aunt was the dream of countless young n in the Grand Duchy, not much less fad at Red Castle’s balls than your mother.” Earl rlin slowly shared the tales of the past with l.
“I believe that.” l laughed, “The Rainflower Family doesn’t produce any who are less than beautiful.”
“Roman, the boy, was also a genius knight. Although his looks were sowhat rough, he was elegant and never short of honeyed words. How could your aunt resist… I couldn’t withstand Rod’s relentless pursuit either, and eventually agreed to the marriage.”
But the good tis did not last, and following the disaster of the downfall, Rod followed Quentin III into oblivion, and Roman began his rise.
“I’ve been waiting left and right, and never saw the boy ride a dragon. I thought this would be it for his life, but today, Roman surprised .” Earl rlin stroked his beard and laughed, “It turns out my judgent wasn’t blind, marrying my daughter to a dragon rider!”
“Grandfather, should we send Uncle Roman our congratulations?”
“Congratulate what, a dragon ride that ca nearly twenty years too late? There’s nothing worth celebrating.” Earl rlin’s face turned stern, “If you think you have ti to idle, then go back to your training imdiately. Right now, I fear you couldn’t even beat Russell in strength.”
“How could that be, grandfather? When I fight Russell, it’s as simple as pinching him.” l boasted.
“With Russell’s swordsmanship, even I would have trouble, are you sure you can stand up to it?” Earl rlin squinted at his grandson.
l imdiately beca sheepish, “I’ll go back to training right now.”
“Go then, and train hard. Don’t disappoint … Rod’s descendants excel one after another; my son has already lost, and my grandson must not lose to them again!”
Despite nodding continuously to Earl rlin’s words, l couldn’t help but feel to himself, “What does it matter who is stronger between good buddies like Russell and … In the future, when I ride rcedes and Russell rides dikalun, that too will be a splendid tale of sovereign and subject.”
…
“After today, I will lead the Glowing Valley Knight Regint to fight on the Snowfield. Firstly, to fulfill the three years of harsh battle service, and secondly to provide Ice Pellet Pearls for Rossay’s hatching.”
Inside the study, Baron Roman held a wine glass, taking small sips of red wine.
It wasn’t a formal occasion, so there was no need to adhere to any banqueting restrictions, and all three—the father and his sons—held wine glasses.
“Father, I will fight alongside you in the Snowfield,” Roland said.
“First make a pact with the Nightmare Specter Horse… I certainly don’t want an incident like Kunstan’s to occur. Just a Great Knight, but insisting on leading the charge—that’s just foolish,” Baron Roman dismissed Grand Duke Kunstan with contempt, “Now look, he’s beco the butt of a joke; the neighboring Scorching Torrent Kingdom must be laughing themselves to the ground.”
Roland glanced awkwardly at the ceiling; Grand Duke Kunstan was, in his heart, a wise ruler with grand ambitions.
Baron Roman continued talking to himself: “Kunstan really ought to learn from our Fluorescent Fungi Family, learn what it ans to keep a low profile. Even Russell, having advanced to Phantom Beast Knight, knew to stay at the tail end of the Knight Regint and coast along. And here he is, a Great Knight, completely losing his head.”
“Uh, Father, although I have practiced the family’s way of surviving, maybe it’s better not to bring up such things,” Russell said, sowhat embarrassed.
In the Second Descent, he rely coasted through the entire battle as a peripheral figure, and indeed, it was sowhat shaful to speak of.
Baron Roman nodded, “Then let’s not speak of it.”
He no longer saw Russell as the once inconspicuous second son. Now seen with esteem by the Shadowfla Great Dragon and soon to beco a Dragon Knight, Russell could already be considered a significant figure within the Shadowfla Grand Duchy.
So Baron Roman took Russell’s words seriously.
This was the tacit understanding between Flying Dragon Knights, sothing that Roland, as the eldest son, could not quite grasp yet.
He just felt that his father’s love had suddenly shifted entirely onto Russell.
So his heart felt a little desolate, but he quickly cheered himself up—sooner or later, Russell would start his own family, and everything in the Glowing Valley would still be his.
“Father, Russell, once I have made a pact with the Fantasy Beast, I will rush to the Snowfield as quickly as possible.”
“Exactly, our family of three combining forces will revive the Fluorescent Fungi Family… regardless of the surna you adopt in the future, Russell, it will be a branch of the Fluorescent Fungi bloodline,” Baron Roman raised his glass, “Let’s drink to victory.”
“To victory.”
“To victory!”
Having finished a glass of red wine, Russell said, “Father, regarding the Ice Pellet Pearls acquired by the Knight Regint in battle, I will buy them at the rate of one Gold Coin for a common pearl and ten Gold Coins for a superior pearl… Of course, I’m short on funds for the mont, I’ll repay it once my domain yields so revenue.”
Having been granted his own estate, it was natural for Russell to settle the accounts.
This wasn’t like his mother’s dowry, which could be freely used to subsidize her son; this was about investnt and returns between two families.
“Fine, but you don’t have to rush in repaying this money; return it when you can afford to,” spoke Baron Roman generously.
In the past, even the trivial trade of Rain Dragon cigars required Baron Roman to ticulously calculate the trade taxes with Russell.
Now with such a significant investnt at hand, the fact that there wasn’t even a repaynt date set, it could only be said that tis had changed.
Or perhaps,
It was also a tacit understanding between Flying Dragon Knights, who only upon reaching the pinnacle of strength could afford to trivialize everything and act on their whims.
Roland didn’t understand; a faint sourness welled up in his heart.
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