The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 691 - 0688: Rings on Ten Fingers (Part One)

Chapter 691: Chapter 0688: Rings on Ten Fingers (Part One)

Setting down the tea cup that was already half-emptied, Marquis Li Weiliam Tulip did not immediately leave his study but took out a piece of thick paper and dipped his quill in ink.

He first wrote down the words “Dragon Knight,” followed by “Archmage.”

Staring at the two terms, he unwittingly fell into a reverie and it took him quite a while to snap back to reality. He then took out a flint and steel, lit the thick paper on fire, and watched as it turned to ash in the ashtray on his desk. It was only after a deep exhale that he finally stood up from his desk with a beaming smile.

Descending the stairs, he mingled back into the lively conversation among the nobles.

Yet his mindset was different from before. A lone Dragon Knight still had to be on edge to avoid becoming the target of a dragon-slaying war launched by the Continental Kingdoms. However, with just one more Archmage as an ally, unless the Continental Kingdom dispatched two Dragon Knights, there was no chance they could defeat the combination of a Dragon Knight and an Archmage.

As Liszt’s father, seeing the relationship between Liszt and Ach, he understood all too well that this corner was not one that just anyone could prise away.

So, once his own son founded a kingdom, it would be home to both Dragon Knights and Archmages, the two pinnacle forces of power.

It would undoubtedly be more stable from the outset than the initial founding of the Duchy of Sapphire, and the Tulip Family could take this opportunity to flourish and spread in this new nation, ensuring the continuity of their lineage.

The glory of the family would reach its zenith.

“Now everything is ready; it’s just a matter of when Liszt decides to found his kingdom.”

With boundless pride in his heart, Li Weiliam felt while conversing with these nobles that he wasn’t just a cut above the rest; he was two cuts above, and even the First Prince was nothing but a child in comparison. Of course, nobles are adept at disguising their true feelings, and he still played the part of the Marquis of Bull Tail very well.

The guests laughed merrily, and Tulip Castle knew not a single moment of silence from the bustling atmosphere.

…

Elsewhere.

After returning Ach to Fresh Flower Town, Ach didn’t linger and went directly to Black Horse Island to continue researching the magic of clothing storage with Mary and the other vampires. Now that she had grown legs, she never felt bored and always had endless things to do every day.

Immersing herself in the ocean of knowledge and tirelessly pursuing truth, she was full of enthusiasm.

As for Liszt, after dawdling over some administrative work in Fresh Flower Town and giving Butler Carter some instructions to take note of, he prepared to leave Fresh Flower Town to return to Tulip Castle—he planned to accompany Meioubao tomorrow to visit Marquis Merlin on Red Crab Island, whose days were numbered.

“Wuh wah!”

Jela flew over and landed on Liszt’s shoulder. The Thorn Minor Elf was a bit unhappy.

Liszt picked her up and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Wuh wah.”

“Did you have a disagreement with the Coptis Minor Elf?” Liszt, sensing Jela’s emotions, understood she was annoyed with that particular Coptis Minor Elf.

At the mention of the Coptis Minor Elf, Jela suddenly shouted, “Wuh wah!” her emotions growing agitated.

Liszt could clearly feel the story behind this surge of emotions—it turned out that Jela was quite discontented with the Coptis Minor Elf. In the previous major fray, although it was Jela who had initiated the fight, the Coptis Minor Elf did not show weakness, rallying other minor elves to join the melee and successfully stealing the spotlight from Jela.

Now the minor elves recognized both the Coptis Minor Elf and Jela as the bullies of Nameless Castle, ones not to be trifled with easily.

What should have been the exclusive title of “Bully of Nameless Castle” for Jela alone had been snatched away by the Coptis Minor Elf, so how could Jela be happy? Especially since the Coptis Minor Elf was not weak in combat and was pugnacious, Jela felt she might not be able to handle the rival on her own.

Felt even more unhappy.

So she complained to Li Si Te.

However, he wouldn’t bother with such listless behavior, so he simply comforted and admonished her as usual, telling Jela to sleep soundly and not to fight or cause trouble. Then he sent Jela back to her own room, took the opportunity to inspect the Worm Room, and warned every Little Minor Elf.

Feeling that he had quelled the restless Little Minor Elves, he finally left the castle, riding the Landwalker bird Loki to Tulip Castle to continue the noble social interactions.

Inside the Worm Room.

Jela pushed open the lid of the box above her and lay on the edge of the box, a pair of shiny black eyes on that small head looking at the glass window of the Worm Room and the apple trees swaying outside, deep in thought. Autumn was approaching, and many of the apple tree leaves were turning yellow and falling.

A fallen leaf drifted along the path of the wind, landing on the glass of the window.

Jela darted over in a flash, pressing her face against the glass to watch the leaf, which curled slightly showing the faint outline of its veins amidst the yellowing.

She made a sound that seemed curious and happy at the same time: “Wuwa.”

…

Riding Loki.

Charging through the sky, every time she touched the ground lightly, Loki would soar again, running much faster in the air than flying.

Following Loki’s ups and downs, Liszt suddenly felt a surge of pride swell in his heart, “I am the leaf in the wind, watch how I fly”. Although he was riding a Landwalker bird, which was barely considered an Intermediate Dragon Breed Magical Beast, in his heart, he was actually dragon riding.

A Dragon Knight should ride a dragon!

Moreover, he wasn’t just any Dragon Knight. In the Gemstone Space, he still had two Bewildering Dragon Mind Fruits, indicating that he had two dragons—at least one Formless Dragon was confirmed, and the other, an Immortal Dragon, still without a clue. If his Smoke Mission also implied a dragon, he would have four dragons.

Besides the Fire Dragon being a formidable Elemental Dragon, the remaining Formless Dragon, Immortal Dragon, and Smoke Dragon were all Sacred Dragons.

“If I could find two more Bewildering Dragon Mind Fruits, maybe in the future I could be known as a Holy Dragon Knight with a collection of five Sacred Dragons,” he mused.

The Smoke Dragon representing fate, the Immortal Dragon representing life, the Formless Dragon representing space, the Twilight Dragon representing time, and the Jade Dragon representing dreams—each Sacred Dragon represented a magical power, but he didn’t know where to find them.

Liszt hoped for the Power of Destiny to guide him.

Just like the Smoke Mission led him to ride the Little Fire Dragon Leo and coaxed the Formless Dragon into becoming an old friend, perhaps one day the Smoke Mission would lead the other three Sacred Dragons into his path.

Just as Elves are independent beings, dragons are also independent entities, capable of tricking each other.

No problem there!

Touching the three Space Gems hanging on his chest, his thoughts jumped erratically: “There’s no need to hide anymore. I’ll have Alvin make three Mithril Rings, set the Space Gems into them and create Space Rings for easier use.”

The Gemstone Space was positioned on the chest, requiring a reach every time he wanted to use it.

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If he simply wore them on his fingers, a thought would suffice to take or place items at will, quick and efficient.

“Once I ride the Formless Dragon, I must wear a Space Ring on each of my ten fingers, filling them with all the essentials of life. One day, riding with the dragons on adventures, I’ll explore every secret of this world.”