??Chapter 512: Chapter 510 Observatory (Extra, asking for monthly pass)
Chapter 512: Chapter 510 Observatory (Extra, asking for monthly pass)
“I hope this will truly help Niko… If Niko can hold on until the Little Dream Dragon awakens, that would be even better!”
After giving the order, Russell could only silently encourage the Tobacco Sprite Niko to keep evolving.
There wasn’t much more he could do to help.
In August at Fluorescent Castle, Russell ca to celebrate his elder brother Roland’s birthday. After the banquet, the father and sons gathered in the study for a casual chat.
“Big brother, congratulations, you’re going to be a father,” Russell said with a smile as he raised his glass of red wine.
During the banquet, sister-in-law Gwyn Baimaigen threw up several tis. With a glance, Russell knew she was pregnant.
Roland’s smile was especially radiant: “Haha, thanks.”
After taking a big gulp of red wine, Roland added, “Now that my significant life event has been resolved, it’s your turn, Russell. A lady for Thunderfla Territory and an heir for Count Thunderfla, when will you sort that out?”
“Let nature take its course,” Russell replied.
Baron Roman spoke with a aningful tone, “Let’s not talk about this too much. Ti will provide all the answers.”
Roland got it in a second, “Understood.”
The magic Dragon language of the Shadowfla Dragon, “Ti will provide all the answers,” had spread among the nobility. Although it was a vague answer, those who were willing to believe regarded it with even stronger conviction, while the skeptics remained doubtful.
But the re fact that the Shadowfla Dragon offered such an ambiguous response was in itself a recognition of Russell.
Otherwise, anyone else would have t with the fiery breath of the Shadowfla Dragon.
Even if Chosen Son l, Kunsley, and August were presented in front of the Shadowfla Dragon, they would still be greeted with a blast of Dragonfla.
Therefore.
The nobles of Shadowfla Duchy were all waiting for the answer that ti would provide, awaiting the ascension of the new Grand Duke.
The mbers of the Fluorescent Fungi Family naturally understood as well, so whenever they looked at Russell, their gazes were even more fervent.
Russell put down his wine glass and said, “Big brother, the serf transport has been completed. When will you co to my territory to take up the post of deputy advisor?”
“Soon. Once I wrap up the work at Cloud Dream Lake, Cloud Dream Canal, and Cloud Dream Ranch, I’ll co to serve as the deputy advisor,” Roland replied. This had already been agreed upon: Baron Roman would act as the chief advisor for Thunderfla Territory, and he would be the deputy advisor.
The father and son had been sowhat puzzled before: why Russell was making such an effort to manage a territory with so few people, dividing it up into provinces and inviting them to help administer it.
What was the point of all this trouble?
Now they understood. This was in preparation for taking charge of Red Castle in the future—once Russell beca a direct line of the Flacrest Dragonblood Family, the Fluorescent Fungi Family would naturally beco a collateral line, and the Grand Duchy of Shadowfla would begin the “family ruled” era of the Fluorescent Fungi Family!
As they chatted.
The conversation between the father and sons turned to their own magical practices.
“Father, have you chosen your fourth Phantom Beast?” Russell asked.
“As if it’s that easy. I’ve been looking in the Volcanic Oasis for a long ti and couldn’t find a Phantom Beast Pseudo-Dragon Successor. Such Phantom Beasts are too rare,” lanted Baron Roman with envy. “Only a knight with a dragon’s regard, like you, can encounter them so easily.”
Russell could indeed encounter them easily, and moreover, the Pseudo-Dragon Successors he contracted had already successfully advanced to Pseudo-Dragons.
Such luck was unparalleled.
“If that’s the case, father, maybe I will reach the fourth layer before you,” Russell said.
“What, you’re perfectly attuned with Uroboros too?” exclaid Baron Roman.
Roland’s eyes widened in shock, “That’s too fast, Russell, how do you and your Phantom Beast practice, without sleep or rest?”
“It’s just about getting the ink cartridges to sh well together, but the main thing is that Polly, Hape, and Uroboros are all very intelligent and know how to self-regulate,” Russell said. “This kind of training cannot rely solely on the Knights’ supervision; it depends on the phantom beasts’ consciousness.”
“Uh…” Roland didn’t want to speak anymore.
He and his bonded partner, Nightmare Specter Horse Naimo, were still far from perfect mind sync.
Baron Roman had a complex expression as he downed a glass of red wine and spoke, “Forget it, if you go first, then you go first. Being surpassed by a genius like you, I would only feel pride for you… As for my fourth phantom beast, I need to choose wisely; I won’t bond with anything less than intelligent.”
He also wanted to try out what it felt like to have phantom beasts voluntarily train themselves, and what it felt like to be ‘carried’ by them.
He paused.
Then suddenly, he reflected, “Now I feel very sorry for Quin; he made great contributions to the family but ended up bonding with a Gloomy Light Black Scorpion.”
“Father, Knight Commander Quin might not face setbacks; the Gloomy Light Black Scorpion may be a bit stupid, but it has a single-minded focus, which might make it easier to cooperate with Knight Commander Quin,” Russell said with a smile, understanding the nature of the Gloomy Light Black Scorpion.
All day long, its only thought was—eat eat eat eat eat eat eat…
…
Returning from celebrating his big brother’s birthday.
Russell imdiately received good news: the collaborative laboratory between the glass foundry and the Blackfire Tower of Scholars had successfully created an astronomical telescope.
At night, everyone surrounded Russell as they ascended to the top of the Blackfire Tower of Scholars.
The astronomical telescope was set up here, resembling a large cannon aid at the night sky. The device was not complicated, and its structure was quite simple.
But after trying it out, Russell found the effect to be quite impressive.
Especially looking through the astronomical telescope at the moon of Dragon Sleep Continent, he could see that this white moon was sowhat similar to Earth’s moon, with its pits and craters, one after another.
“So this is what the moon looks like!” exclaid a scholar from a different field, after having a turn with the astronomical telescope.
“Exactly,” said Sullivan, the scholar in charge of the astronomical telescope project, who had been recruited from Furious Wind City with a high salary. “The moon is a desolate rocky planet with no signs of life.”
Sullivan had observed the moon and other stars multiple tis during the telescope’s developnt process.
Russell occasionally t with him, transferring so astronomical knowledge from his old Earth ho.
Such as star systems, planets and satellites, the speed of light, light-years and so on. Most of these Sullivan could not yet grasp, but now with the telescope, he had developed a boundless interest in the sky above.
“Excellent!” Russell imdiately congratulated after his visit, “Sullivan, congratulations on your research of the astronomical telescope.”
“It’s all thanks to Sir’s support and assistance,” Sullivan said respectfully to Russell, although proud of nature.
It wasn’t Russell’s battle against the Frost Giant Ge or his title as Count Thunderfla that made him hold Russell in awe, but rather it was Russell who supplied the principles behind the astronomical telescope, and it was Russell who reminded him of the mysteries of astronomy.
This convinced him that Russell fully deserved his title of Grand Scholar and was even more learned than the other Grand Scholars he had encountered.
“Sullivan, I plan to build an observatory in my territory specifically for astronomical observation. Would you be interested?” asked Russell.
“An observatory? Sir, what inquiries should the observatory focus on?” Sullivan inquired.
“To observe the movent of all the stars, find satellites like the moon, planets like Dragon Sleep Continent, and stars like the sun, then study their orbits, decipher why they exist and in what form they exist,” Russell explained.
He paused again.
Then Russell added, “As for your compensation, it definitely won’t be less than what you’d get at Blackfire Tower of Scholars, and moreover, once you have successful research, I will recomnd your promotion to Grand Scholar!”
With that assurance, Sullivan had no more reservations and agreed on the spot: “It would be an honor to preside over the observatory for you, Sir!”
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