Evil dragon has a warm heart

Chapter 48 - 48 48 A Warm Scene

?Chapter 48: Chapter 48 A Warm Scene Chapter 48: Chapter 48 A Warm Scene “You found a Birch Spirit Insect and Eric was promoted to Phantom Beast Knight?” Roland was astounded upon learning about Russell’s recent experiences during the banquet.

It had only been a month and a half since the territory allocations began after the coming-of-age ceremony.

“And there were pearls, too. Father said that wearing pearls long-term can moisturize the skin, keeping it constantly lustrous.” Lola took out a black pearl pendant from her neckline, “I’ve been wearing it the whole time, and it really feels great.”

Rolin looked over curiously, “Pearls, where did these come from?”

“Russell gave them to me, Mother and Grandmother have them too.”

“Is that so, Russell,” Rolin turned her head, “and you never thought of giving your dear sister a pearl?”

“I have.”

Russell nonchalantly took out a small box from his bosom, “I prepared it long ago, for you, my dear sister.”

Forethought was one of Russell’s principles.

Moreover, this beloved sister used to be a major nuisance at Fluorescent Castle, so naturally, Russell had to think carefully and had the pearls made into jewelry well in advance.

He handed the box to Rolin, “A necklace and a ring, I’ve given my last two pearls to you, sister.”

Of the five pearls, Russell didn’t keep any for himself. Apart from the three he had previously given away, he gave away these last two small pearls together. Otherwise, had he only given one small pearl, who knows what kind of trouble Rolin, with her personality, might have stirred up.

“They’re beautiful!” Rolin loved such shiny and smooth things, “You really are my dear brother!”

“This is too valuable, Rolin, after all, Russell has only just received his fief,” Cooper Thistlegrass commented softly.

Rolin immediately rolled her eyes, “This is love between siblings, Cooper. You don’t have a sister nor a brother, of course, you wouldn’t understand.”

Cooper could only smile helplessly.

Russell spoke with a smile, “It’s not that valuable, merely a bit rare. It’s seldom that one finds pearls fostered by clams with magic power.”

“What about mine, Russell?” Roland asked casually.

Russell shook his head with a chuckle, “Pearls are good for nurturing beauty, useless to us, so neither father nor you have them, and I’ve given away mine as well.”

Mr. Luo Man glanced at his second son’s handsome face and felt somewhat indignant, so he nodded in agreement, “Indeed, men don’t need to nurture their appearance. Letting the wind and snow leave marks on one’s face, that is the true mark of a knight.”

“I don’t think so,” Lady Meryl retorted, “You may want to keep your scars, but I don’t wish to see any marks on Rolin’s or Russell’s faces.”

As she spoke, she cast an especially satisfied look at Russell and smiled contentedly.

She had four children, two boys and two girls, but Russell’s appearance was the one she was most pleased with—talking about talents and whatnot, those could always be made up for with postnatal efforts, such as taking medicine or intense training, but being handsome was truly a lifelong matter.

The banquet ended, and the lords each returned to their rooms to rest.

Only Russell’s family remained, chatting in another small living room.

Of course, the main conversation was between Mr. Luo Man and Roland, discussing matters from the court, while Lady Meryl and Rolin were talking about life after marriage.

Russell, Cooper, and Lola were mainly listening in.

“The archduke is indeed ambitious, wanting to open up new territories, which could also help speed up the recovery of the Shadowflame Dragon,” Roland said. “Though the Snow Giant fled with severe injuries, the archduke is always worried it may return, thus he hopes this might win the Shadowflame Dragon’s approval.”

“How is the relationship between the Shadowflame Dragon and the archduke?”

“It should be fine, I seldom see the Shadowflame Dragon. In recent years, the Shadowflame Dragon has been slumbering in the volcanoes, and only the duke visits often.”

“Have you discovered anything about the investigation into the Snow Giants?”

“No, the Snowfield is too vast. Red Castle has launched countless Flying Dragon search missions, but they haven’t found the lair of the Snow Giants.”

Roland said, then reassured, “Father, there’s no need to worry about anything. In recent years, the situation with the Shadowflame Dragon has been very stable, and all the territories are warm and strong, aren’t they? If the Snow Giants dare to step foot in our domain, they will surely face a crushing counterattack from the Shadowflame Dragon.”

Russell asked with curiosity, “Since the Shadowflame Dragon can just rest easy, why is the duke in such a hurry to gain approval?”

A Great Dragon can suppress a nation, protect a nation for a thousand years.

But very, very few knights have truly gained the approval of a Great Dragon. Most of the time, dragons are solitary creatures, and not just anyone with Shadowflame Family blood can command them—after all, the power of a contract originates from the dragon itself and naturally cannot bind the dragon itself.

“The duke is still young, just like you, Russell,” Roland said calmly. “It’s normal for him to be eager to achieve something, but I will advise him more.”

As he spoke, Roland added, “The duke is still very willing to accept my advice.”

Mr. Luo Man nodded and said, “It’s good that you can build trust with the duke, Roland. Now that you have retired from the Dragon Blood Knights, you must not lose contact with the duke. Not only should you correspond regularly, but you should also visit Red Castle every month or two.”

“Understood,” Roland chuckled lightly.

Then he jokingly added, “If Mr. Ross could approve of me, it would be much more convenient. I could fly back and forth between Red Castle and Glowing Valley every day.”

“You’re going to have to work harder to win Mr. Ross’s approval,” Baron Roman said in a relaxed manner. He had long since faced reality; chances were he would never gain Mr. Ross’s approval in his lifetime, and he could only pin his hopes on his eldest son now.

“Then I’ll go pay a visit to Mr. Ross right now. I just came back from Red Castle and brought some nice things for Ross.”

“Go ahead, go ahead.”

“Russell, do you want to come with me?” Roland turned and asked.

Russell shook his head, “You go on your own, big brother. I don’t know what I did recently to offend Mr. Ross, but he seems to dislike me.”

“Is that so? That’s really unfortunate.” Roland said with regret, but his steps quickened considerably.

After Roland left, Baron Roman, Lord Cooper, and Russell had little to talk about, so they listened to the chatter of the women.

Which family’s servant made a mistake and was hung up and whipped by their master; which Noble Lady had made a fool of herself and became the butt of jokes; and which slapstick play was good to watch, which garments suited each other’s temperament better, and so on.

They didn’t chat too late into the night before the Baron sent everyone off to rest.

Take a bath.

Russell returned to his original room, where the window was open, perfectly framing the distant city wall’s tower.

Mr. Ross was crouching on top of the tower like a gargoyle, looking down over Fluorescent Castle from his lofty perch.

Roland lay next to Mr. Ross’s claw, leaning against the rooftop’s tiles, his eyes fervently fixed on Mr. Ross, incessantly speaking.

Mr. Ross occasionally exhaled faint puffs of Dragon Breath from his nostrils, responding to Roland’s words.

“Quite the tender scene.”

Russell took a brief look, shut the window, lay down in bed, and silently fell asleep, awaiting the arrival of Gloomy Dreamland, when Fluorescent Castle would become his and the Little Dream Dragon’s realm.