The Defeated Dragon

“Master, Rufu flew away. ”

“I know.”

“You must be in a bad mood right now. ”

“Of course, these damn monsters, the next time you catch them, you should just stew the soup!” Lister complained heavily, "I fed him, let him go free, raised him for so long, still didn't know how to raise him, just flew away. There's no difference between a warcraft and a beast. ”

“Woof woof woof!” Tremor in the kennel protested.

Lester was dissatisfied with Rifle and turned around and had no angry expression on his face: "Mr. Carter, have the Thorn Merchants not bought the wolf dog back yet? ”

“Listen Sherlock, you need to contact the Flower Shop, North Valley City is not suitable for shaking woods... size bitch dog.” Carter uses words at his discretion.

“Sooner or later, Shakespeare will hold it down, and I find it's been looking at the horses in the stable in the wrong way lately. ”

“Hmm…”

In order not to let the trembling morn hold.

Lister can only train it hard: "Shaking Sen, Rock Spike! ”

Puchi!

A big, thick rock pierced the surface.

“Tremor, multiple rock pricks! ”

Pu Pu, Pu Pu, Pu Pu... Pu Pu!

A large group of rough, large rocks pierced the surface.

“Unleashing magic is skilful. Shakespeare is an excellent warcraft, Baron Lester. Shakespeare must be an intermediate warcraft.” Elkson, who just slept, walked from afar, looked at Shakespeare, his eyes sparkled, "What a beautiful big guy, King of Thorn Hills is no longer enough to describe it. ”

He already knows that Shakespeare has eaten blood fruit.

Lester touched Sam's head: “In intermediate warcraft, it should be a very weak kind, especially as it only releases rock pricks. Multiple rock spurs are barely new magic, but after all, they are mere superimpositions of rock spurs, and their essence has not changed. ”

Shakespeare turned around and licked Lister's hand straight out of his tongue.

Suddenly spit all over his hands.

The handmaid hurried out the handkerchief and handed it to Lester to wipe his hands.

"It's not quite an adult warcraft," said Elkson. "It's not a great idea to understand magic. Even if we magicians want to master a magic, it takes a long time to grind it, let alone a warcraft. As it grows older, it self-understands the power of blood and guides the release of new magic. ”

“I hope so.” Lester doesn't tangle, "at least there are no more natural enemies on Coral Island. In the future, I will train it to adapt to the battlefield and help me earn glory. ”

“You, like Lord Count, will attain countless glorious glories. ”

Lister smiled lightly: “I think so, too. ”

It's not bull leather.

It's called self-confidence.

Nobility requires a desire for glory and self-confidence, and humility can only be perceived as cowardice or lack of ambition. Whatever Lester thinks privately, he must pretend to be ready to go to war at all times and build a successful career. Only in this way can subordinates be followed.

life is like a play, everything depends on one's acting skill.

As an experienced adult soul, coupled with his predecessor's aristocratic education since childhood, there is no doubt that he is skilled in acting.

"Mr. Elkson, how's the flaming mushroom magic potion coming along? ”

“The reagent is being formulated and is believed to enter the production process soon. The flame mushroom is a very excellent magic medicine. It is not difficult to extract the magic preparation agent. ”

“Then make it as soon as possible. ”

Over the past few days, Lester has been firmly anchored in the elite Knight of the Earth, and he has tried to continue practicing without the help of magic potion. But it turns out that he is not a different talent from ordinary people, and is likewise limited by the bottleneck of fighting, unable to increase the total amount of fighting in the body.

The elite Earth Knight, who usually can't afford magic potion, turns to sharpening the knack of fighting.

Continuously struggling with qi operation skills can also improve strength, and through the careful carving of qi secret books, the strength can be increased by more than a little over a half.

An elite Earth Knight, singling out seven or eight Ordinary Earth Knights, is no problem.

As a wealthy millionaire, Lester was not in a hurry to sharpen his fighting skills. He has now cultivated his mastery of the two fighting secrets "Flamewave", "Fire Dragon Diamond", and some of the fighting secrets "Multiple Arrows". The other fighting secrets "Magic Eye" is even more successful.

Combined with the Dragon Horse and the Red Blood Sword, the strength of the individual far exceeds that of Marcus. Among the elite Earth Knights, he is definitely number one.

If you count Shakespeare, you might be able to swing around with the Count.

“Should… be… possible….” He has never seen a Sky Knight do his best, not to mention the strength of a Sky Knight in a battlefield storm, so he can only make an estimate.

After all, the stronger of the lower warcraft are said to be able to beat Sky Knights.

Jetson is already an intermediate warcraft, and with his fierce rock prick magic, he can make the Count drink a pot. Plus Lister shouted from the side, no, it was the battle commander, and the roundabout should be fine.

……

Territory development on track.

Lester doesn't have to do anything deliberately.

So he spent most of his time looking for things on his own, and the 16-year-old body, energetic, either bored to cultivate and consume energy, or had to look for things on his own.

He decided to inspect the progress of the bead production.

In the new house of Wheatun, Granny, with his magic apprentice, lived an almost invisible life, eating even meals in the studio.

At this point, Lester must admit that Granny is more engaged than Elkson: “The same magician, two people seem to be the exact opposite, one arrogant paranoid, one funny and humorous; Elkson is better at socializing and Granny is more focused on working. On the other hand, does Granny seem more knowledgeable? ”

If you were a young Aboriginal lord, I'm afraid you'd find Elkson's amusing humor far more boring than Granny's, but Lester appreciates Elkson's style but understands the rational analysis - Elkson's other aspects, apart from the details of the Eagle's tactics, are vast.

Especially in terms of expertise, which is far less solid than Granny's.

“Sir Baron, the teacher is busy and he says please don't disturb him.” Magic apprentice Charlie, careful to say, angry at the teacher's temper, pissed off Lester.

Put your mind behind you, Lester said, "I'm just going in to take a tour, and I'm not going to disturb your teacher and take me in. ”

“Well... please keep your voice down, the teacher needs to be quiet, he hates being disturbed the most, at a time when I have not been scolded by him. ”

Into the interior studio of the room.

The light of the crystal light fixture illuminates the workbench - Granny has his own crystal light fixture, designed like a lamp, great idea.

There are a lot of materials and tools on the table in chaos.

There are also a lot of stoves next to them with a large and small sip of pots and pans filled with a variety of liquids of various colors. A strange mixture of flavors, after smelling it, makes it difficult to say.

Granny lays at the table, carving symbols on a basketball-sized black pearl with a tiny carving knife. Brown hair in a chicken's nest. I don't know what it's dyed on. Flowers green. His magic cloak was dyed into a camouflage suit, and the whole person had a sudden evil scientist character.

Fully committed.

I don't have time for Lester.