warm dragon

Chapter 107 A sermon from an old father
The next day Russell took Charles to Phosphorus Castle.

Charles went to recruit a beekeeper, and he went to the castle to report to Baron Roman about his harvest-the red-eyed rat king.

The eldest brother Roland went to the manor below to supervise the farming, so he could not share Russell's joy at this moment.

It was the Baron and his wife who listened to Russell's description during lunch.

"My son has been watched by the dragon, Roman." After hearing this, Mrs. Meryl was filled with joy. "Now we don't have to worry about Russell anymore. The young eagle will soon have full wings and soar into the sky."

"Yes, yes." Baron Roman smiled a little reluctantly.

It wasn't that he wasn't happy about his son's fate, but that he was so happy that he was numb and even speechless.

The first time Russell said he picked up a birch worm, he thought this kid was very lucky.

The second time Russell came to rescue a half-ghost beast, and Eric was promoted to the Phantom Beast Knight, he could only say that the dragon was watching.

The third time Russell killed the lone wolf Lisbon and took back a blood tooth fungus. He was happy to see this. Magical creatures can only be in the hands of nobles.

The fourth time Russell came over again and said he had picked up a dandelion bug. He was not there at the time, but when he heard about it when he came back, he became shocked and did not want to comment.

Then now, Russell actually said that he had caught another phantom beast, and even found a group of wild beast bees.

This kind of luck can no longer be called the dragon's gaze.

This is almost like the illegitimate child of a dragon.

"Luck always favors those who are prepared, father and mother. I think if I hadn't been determined to clean up the cave, maybe these benefits wouldn't have been mine." Russell cut the beef with leisurely time, "So it's not the dragon looking at me, but It’s what I did that got the dragon’s approval.”

Mrs. Meryl nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Russell said exactly what I wanted to say... When your grandpa was young, he always didn't like people saying he was lucky. He believed that all luck comes from strength, including his riding a dragon. , and His Excellency Mercedes recognized his strength.”

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She looked at her husband again: "You think so, Roman."

"Yes, yes." Baron Roman was just chewing his food, and said reluctantly, "Old Earl Merlin is indeed a rare hero in the principality. It is precisely because of this that he can become a flying dragon knight."

"So grandpa said the same thing, maybe it's because heroes think alike." Russell said with a smile.

It's not that he is bragging, it's actually that the atmosphere has already set off this point.

Then he said: "Father, why don't you also reorganize the caves around the Youguang River Valley? Maybe you can get a lot of unexpected surprises."

"Having said that, forget it." Baron Roman shook his head and said calmly, "It is better to be still than to move. You can fight for the resources in the cave. They are all there. If necessary, I will naturally I'll go get it, just put it there now."

Russell thought for a while and praised: "Father, that's great."

"It doesn't count as having high opinions, it's just the wisdom left by the predecessors." The baron has regained his composure.

He picked up a piece of steak and said in the tone of someone who had been there before: "Russell, you are indeed lucky now, but I hope you can remember one thing."

"Father, please speak."

"The temporary luck is certainly gratifying, but your own strength is the foundation. Don't let external things deceive you." Baron Roman said seriously, "Just like the Lisbon you killed, what if he got the blood tooth fungus?" , as long as we want him, we can’t keep him at all.”

Russell nodded, deeply convinced.

He listened carefully to the Baron's teachings and did not feel that he was a time traveler, which gave him any sense of superiority.

After all, this is a world with extraordinary power. Not to mention that he was just a social beast in his previous life, even a gangster has to keep a low profile and establish his footing first before speaking loudly.

Seeing that his second son listened to his teachings so sincerely, Baron Roman quickly regained the feeling of being an old father: "You have to remember that our family can maintain governance in the Netherlight Valley only because of Sir Ross, and all external things can be discarded. , only Mr. Ross cannot let him down."

Then he talked about a lot of things that a lord should pay attention to.

Regardless of whether he approved or not, Russell listened with an open mind and never uttered a word to refute.

This really satisfied Baron Roman's interest in preaching. Since his two sons grew up, he has not preached to his sons like this for a long time.

Mrs. Meryl was equally satisfied with this warm scene when she saw one father and son speaking seriously and the other listening carefully.

Only Laura has rolled her eyes several times.

She just wanted to hear Russell talk about some interesting things on the manor, and didn't want to listen to such a long and boring sermon. Besides, her future destiny is to marry, raise a husband and raise children, take charge of the castle's finances, and manage the servants.

He is not interested in how to manage the territory or how to fight in the snowfield.

After Baron Roman finished his sermon and drank a glass of red wine to moisten her throat, she asked aloud: "Russell, is the honeycomb just a big ball?"

"No, no, no, the big ball is just the shell of the honeycomb." Russell explained, "The inside of the shell is the honeycomb, which is divided into layers of spleens. Do you know what a spleen is? It is formed by hives squeezed together... …Well, it’s like one floor with two floors.”

Russell did not open the shell of the hive, he just took a few glances inside through the small holes through which the bees came in and out.

We have to wait until the beekeeper takes office, and then consider how to split the hive and turn one group of bumble bees into two or even more groups of bumble bees.

Expand the scale of beekeeping.

"Is the honey from Bear Bee delicious?" Laura asked again.

"I don't know yet. I haven't eaten it yet. When the bee colony grows bigger, I can harvest some honey and taste it."

After that, Russell said to the Baron and his wife: "Father and mother, the honeycombs are collected from Jiandao Mountain. When I successfully raise the bear bees, I will send them to the castle in batches so that you and Laura can eat magic honey regularly."

"It's good if you have this heart." Mrs. Meryl smiled.

"The value of raising yuan beast bear bees is definitely not low. When the time comes, the castle will not take your bear bees for nothing and will supply them to you according to the market price." The baron said.

After hearing this, Mrs. Meryl scolded the Baron: "You always calculate the accounts so clearly. This is Russell's filial piety. To you, it is like a transaction in the market."

The Baron replied: "Let's just discuss the matter."

"There is no need to subsidize me, father. I have received a lot of care from my family since the enfeoffment, and occasionally I want to repay something. This time, the bear bees happened to be picked up for free. I just want you, mother, and Laura to Oh, and Roland has a taste."

After hearing what Russell said, Baron Roman nodded and said: "Okay, then we are looking forward to the day when you raise a bear bee."

Lunch is over.

The Baron and his wife stood up and left, leaving Laura behind. When Russell came over, she said with a smile: "Russell, I like to eat honey."

Russell reached out and rubbed Laura’s head: “It will make you eat enough.”

"Don't mess with my hair, you nasty Russell!"

(End of this chapter)