??Chapter 554: Chapter 552: Grand Duke Against My Will
Chapter 554: Chapter 552: Grand Duke Against My Will
Count rlin walked with his aged steps back to his independent small castle, his heart heavy and sowhat bewildered.
The last ti he left the power center of Red Castle, it was due to slanderous rumors, yet he had calmly handed over power to Grand Duke Kunstan. But this ti, it was the Shadowfla Dragon itself that had ordered the dissolution of the Council of Elders and supported Russell’s rise.
For Count rlin, this undoubtedly marked the end of his political life, with no chance of redemption.
Dragons are divine spirits!
The will of the divine spirit cannot be shaken!
“Master, you’re back. Mr. Russell has co and is waiting for you,” the butler ca forward to greet Count rlin and reported softly.
“Russell is here?” Count rlin’s eyes lit up, but his brows soon furrowed then relaxed again, oscillating several tis, his expression changing rapidly in just a mont before he finally nodded calmly, “Where is he?”
“In the backyard, admiring the flowers.”
“Um,” Count rlin stepped forward.
The butler followed him, “Master, would you like to change your clothes first?”
Normally, even if a guest arrived, Count rlin would first change his clothes and wash his face to groom himself before eting the guest.
However, this ti, Count rlin simply waved his hand, “You may go.”
“Yes, Master,” the butler bowed and turned to leave.
Count rlin then walked alone to the backyard. Because it was a small castle, the backyard wasn’t very large, but it was filled with brightly colored flowers.
Among the flowers, Russell’s figure appeared tall and upright, and even from a distance, Count rlin could still feel the powerful aura emanating continuously from Russell, an aura that made him feel as if he was facing the Shadowfla Dragon.
No.
More accurately, it felt more like facing King Ares.
Dragons are so massive that their sheer size creates an indescribable sense of oppression, a physical and ntal dual burden. And the impact of a Dragon Knight, or the Phantom Dragon Knight Russell in front of him, was of a different kind.
Russell stood among the flowers, not looking at them but staring at a small bee that looked like a hornet.
“Russell,” called Count rlin.
Russell imdiately waved at the small bee then turned around, looked at Count rlin, and responded with a smile, “Grandfather.”
The small bee landed in his palm and the next mont, turned into a light and entered his hand.
On his palm, there was now a sesa seed-sized bee imprint.
“Is this… amber?” Count rlin recognized it imdiately, “I didn’t expect you to have an Amber Spirit Insect as well.”
“Do you have one as well?” Russell stepped out of the flowers; just now, he had released his Amber Bee to let this little bee collect nectar—the ability of this Amber Bee was to seek nectar in flowers then continuously collect nectar.
Originally, it seed like a useless ability, but soon Russell discovered that seeking nectar in flowers was not so simple.
When the Amber Bee collected nectar, the fighting spirit inside it would continuously erge, as if he had taken a potion of Magic Power.
If he were a Phantom Beast Knight, relying on the Amber Bee’s ability to seek nectar in flowers, he could fight for three days and nights without exhausting his Pri Breath. Unfortunately, since Russell was already a Phantom Dragon Knight, the Amber Bee’s half-day of nectar feeding could not sustain a single move of his expenditure.
Thus, Russell hoped the Amber Bee would continue to collect nectar and grow, and perhaps one day it might evolve into an Amber Bee Sprite.
Maybe then it could truly be of help to him.
“I have one too,” Count rlin nodded, “But it’s a termite that eats tal instead of nectar, capable of extracting the essence from tals and infusing it into my Swordsmanship, enhancing the sharpness of my techniques.”
“Wow, that’s cool!” Russell exclaid.
The effect of this Termite Amber Insect matched the function of his Sword Butterfly Amber Spirit.
Both represented a form of conceptual effect.
“An old man’s Swordsmanship allowed him to rise to prominence in Shadowfla Grand Duchy, and it was all thanks to this Termite Amber Insect until you, young man, appeared.” Earl rlin, the once foremost figure of the Shadowfla Grand Duchy, expressed with a laugh, already completely overshadowed by Russell’s brilliance.
Russell burst into laughter, “Grandfather, truth be told, my Swordsmanship also improved thanks to the Amber Insect. Of course, the true comprehension of Swordsmanship ca mostly during my Pseudo-Dragon’s ascension.”
Earl rlin was astonished.
Then, the two of them looked at each other and laughed, sharing an unspoken understanding—the truth was that most knights on Dragon Sleep Continent relied on external objects to arm themselves, their own bodies more like a lever, wielding external powers.
Phantom Beast Knights relied on Phantom Beasts, Flying Dragon Knights depended on Bipedal Flying Dragons, Dragon Knights relied on Dragons…
Of course.
Being able to control such external objects was a power in its own right.
“Your adventure, even I am envied by it,” said Earl rlin as they strolled in the backyard, conversing leisurely. “In one’s lifeti, it’s essential to stumble upon one or two such fortunes, though sadly, not everyone grasps them.”
Russell replied, “Dragon’s gaze, the glow of their blessing, I just happened to seize the biggest opportunity, and that’s why I stand where I am today.”
He owed that gratitude to the garbage truck.
Had it not rushed over him at speed, how could he have crossed over to Dragon Sleep Continent?
Of course, he should also thank the Dream Dragon Ice Cream. Without licking that ice cream at the ti, he might never have gained the ‘Golden Finger’ of Little Dream Dragon. Without this golden finger, in this extraordinary world where great powers are centralized, he would probably still be an obscure rural noble.
He might have ended up marrying Malena and spending his life at Wuyao Snake Manor.
Where then would he have experienced his current glory?
Earl rlin narrowed his eyes, taking a sidelong glance at Russell, unaware of what Russell considered his greatest fortune.
But he guessed it must involve the Shadowfla Dragon.
Thus hinting pointedly, he said, “Dragon’s gaze, a phrase I have heard countless tis daily, but how many knights truly have such good fortune to be noticed by a dragon? To seize such an opportunity and walk to the end of the Way of the Knight, and even beyond, that’s truly an ability.”
Hearing this, Russell deeply agreed; having the Little Dream Dragon was indeed good fortune, but his journey up to this day was inseparable from his own effort.
He nodded and said, “Indeed, a dragon’s gaze is just a starting point, not the outco.”
“In my view, it is both the starting point and the outco,” Earl rlin suddenly changed his tone, saying, “Today, the Council of Elders t with His Highness Shadowfla, who made a decision to appoint you as the new Grand Duke.”
“Ah?” Russell was stunned, “Appoint
as the new Grand Duke?”
“That’s right.”
“But I haven’t yet agreed to a pact with the Shadowfla Dragon,” Russell couldn’t comprehend, “Why appoint
as Grand Duke so swiftly? I thought I would first be granted the title of a Marquis to transition for a while.”
He had planned to pull a few more stunts with the Shadowfla Dragon.
Never did he imagine that the Shadowfla Dragon would put on such a show—it was practically no different from surrendering and nearly revealed its intentions, that it had set its sights on Russell, waiting to form a pact with him—after the Little Dream Dragon, no less!
“Being ennobled as a Marquis has no aning,” Earl rlin slowly shook his head. “It’s rely a smokescreen. Since His Highness Shadowfla has made up his mind, why would he care about human opinions? By directly revealing his intentions, we know what to do next.”
“Phew,” Russell exhaled a breath of relief, calming his emotions.
Yet in his heart, he was bragging to Polly, “Our charm as an advancing Phantom Dragon Knight is too great, even the Shadowfla Dragon can’t resist!”
“The Shadowfla Dragon is very decisive,” Polly softly responded, “If it continued to wait, perhaps it wouldn’t even secure the second agreent. The Torrential Flood Dragon surely also deeply desires you.”
“Tsk!” Russell gloated.
Yet his face remained as calm as still water, even slightly frowning.
To Earl rlin, he said, “Grandfather, honestly, I never had an interest in the position of Grand Duke. I’d rather establish a kingdom entirely my own… So, about this Grand Ducal title, I’m unsure whether I should accept it.”
“Establishing outside?” Earl rlin caught the loophole, his pupils dilating, exclaiming, “You know other dragons, ownerless dragons?”
“Not ownerless dragons.” Russell shook his head.
“Then, it must be the Kingdom’s dragons,” Earl rlin misunderstood, “The Torrential Flood Dragon indeed isn’t bad, but still, I think the Grand Duchy of Shadowfla suits you better… This country indeed needs a strong Grand Duke to take charge.”
Reviews
All reviews (0)