warm dragon

Chapter 5 Magic Light
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Riding on the Little Dream Dragon, the dream in front of Russell's eyes suddenly changed dramatically.

The dark line castle still looks like that, but in every corner of the line castle, one after another bright light rises.

Russell is already used to this.

After several nights of groping, he had already figured out the general situation of this dream, which he called a dark dream.

In his perception, the dark dreamland and the real world are in a superposition state, or it is like the other side of the real world. It is through a certain "lens" that all kinds of interference are filtered out, leaving only the real world with pure magical characteristics.

The key to unlocking this lens is the little Menglong who is glowing golden under his butt at the moment.

The light that lights up in every corner of the castle is emitted by different magic powers.

The most eye-catching one is the huge light like a torch on the top of the tower outlined with dim lines. The outline of a bipedal flying dragon is outlined with flame patterns. This bipedal flying dragon is currently squatting and sleeping like a gargoyle.

There is no doubt that this is the image of the clay dragon Rose in the dark dream.

"Go and have a look." Russell waved his little short hand in the dark dream. It was plump, but quite sensitive. In short, it felt very strange.

"Gah!"

The little dream dragon screamed, flapped its wings, and flew towards the clay dragon Rose at about the speed of an adult walking.

It took a while to fly.

Hovering directly in front of Rose, you can clearly see through the flame patterns the outline of Rose's magic power.

Ferocious, mysterious, mysterious.

"What a beautiful bipedal flying dragon, with so much magic power that it overflows. Unfortunately, it is very hostile to me as a time traveler, so it cannot be ridden!" Russell sighed with emotion.

All extraordinary powers can be collectively referred to as magic.

Whether it's the fighting spirit of the knight, the energy of the fantasy beast, the dragon's breath of the flying dragon, or even the dragon flames spewed by the real dragon.

These powers are all different forms of magic.

The most basic magic power lies in the magic potions cultivated by the elves, which is the power of the earth absorbed and refined from the earth beneath their feet.

"Gah!"

As if dissatisfied with Russell's praise of the clay dragon Rose, the little dream dragon's bull-like head rotated 180 degrees, roaring like a dragon, and made a crunchy cry at Russell. At first glance, it sounded a bit... Like a duck quacking.

"Haha, you are quite jealous." Russell stretched out his short hand, touched the big head of the little Menglong, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that I can only ride you in my dreams... I would rather ride you in the real world. Ride a dragon!”

Xiao Menglong said he didn't understand, but was still unhappy: "Gah!"

"Let's go."

One person and one dragon, flying around in the silent dark dream, checking every place where the magic glows.

Most of them are emitted by the knights in the castle, and the light they emit varies in shades, but most of them are gray and dark. Including Russell himself, his body also exudes a gray and dark light, which means that his fighting spirit is very weak.

Only three knights had an accident.

One of the people sleeping in the largest bedroom of the castle was none other than Baron Roman Fluorescent Fungus. The light he emitted was bright and stable, clearly outlining the outline of a human figure.

Next to the Baron, there is a very dim small point of light.

"Well, this is mother's fighting spirit seed, right?" Russell thought that due to the physiological structure of women, it is difficult for women to cultivate fighting spirit, so the mother Meryl only gave birth to a fighting spirit seed and failed to bloom into fighting spirit.

The seed of fighting energy is curled up in the lower abdomen, so it cannot outline the outline of the human form, it is just a small single point of light.

Russell turned his head and looked around. The outline of the room was blurry, but there were fairly bright light groups on the walls.

It was a jeweled light fixture embedded in the wall.

The wyvern can produce metals as well as gems, so most metal and gem creations have the power of dragon breath and can glow in dark dreams. It's just that depending on how thin the magic power is, the light emitted varies from dark to dark.

Only a small number of creations with strong dragon breath power can emit light that is easily observed.

"Nothing has changed. It seems that the Baron has not harvested any new treasures these days." Russell laughed and flew away on the little dream dragon.

Since awakening to the golden finger of the Dark Dream, he has checked the Fluorescent Castle every day and has basically figured out the Baron's family background.

How many elves, how many phantom beasts there are, how many treasures there are, and where the treasures are hidden are all clear.

of course.

He didn't intend to steal it, a thief was a thief too, and he didn't want to be a thief.

It's just that if anything happens to the castle, he feels he has an obligation to protect the family's property, that's all.

"Little Menglong, let's fly outside." "Gah!"

One person and one dragon slowly flew to the edge of the castle, which was the location of the outer city wall. When they flew out from the outer city wall, they quickly encountered an invisible barrier.

"Well, it still doesn't work... It seems that the scope of the dark dream is limited. It seems to be a circular area drawn with the position where I sleep as a circle..." Russell thought for a while, "As for whether it is, wait until I move in Once you get to the Black-rumped Snake Manor, you will naturally find out."

"Gah!"

"you are tired?"

"Gah!"

"Okay, let's break up then." Russell turned over and jumped down, waving goodbye to Little Menglong.

"Quack!" Although Xiao Menglong was a bit silly, he still learned a little about human communication after a few nights of contact.

He waved his short and thin right forelimb.

Then he turned around and slowly disappeared around the corner of the castle outlined by lines. Then, the entire dark dreamland became completely dark.

All consciousness falls into chaos.

……

"Dang, dang, dang!" There was a knock on the door from outside the room, it was Butler Carter, "Master Russell, good morning, it's time to get up."

"Thank you, Mr. Carter." Russell turned over on the big bed and struggled for a few seconds before reluctantly sitting up from the bed.

Then he was stunned and laughed at himself: "I didn't expect that I would have to get up early every day after traveling through time!"

The Baron family has very strict upbringings and will never allow children to sleep in. Even though Russell had already held his coming-of-age ceremony, he was still not allowed to do so.

"Fortunately, when I go to the Black-rumped Snake Manor, I can sleep until I wake up naturally every day!"

When he thought of this, Russell couldn't wait to immediately gather his retinue and servants and rush to his fief, even though the quality of life in the fief was far inferior to that of Fluorescent Castle.

But no matter what, it is my own home.

A home that does not require mortgage payments and has lifetime property rights is, well, a home with an area of ​​20,000 hectares, or 200 square kilometers.

The only regret is that the Lord is a lifelong noble and cannot be replaced hereditary. Once Russell died, the title and fiefdom would be taken back by the lord and could not be passed on to his descendants.

of course.

Russell doesn't even have a partner yet, so he doesn't need to think about such a distant future.

Dang Dang Dang, the knock on the door rang again. Several maids were waiting at the door with wash basins, toothbrushes, towels, and a set of clean clothes: "Good morning, Master Russell."

"Please come in." Russell had already gotten out of bed, wearing only a close-fitting shirt.

The maids pushed the door open and came in, each performing their duties. One maid started to make the bed, another maid cleaned up the sundries on the table, and another took the washbasin, toothbrush, and towels to the bathroom, and put in new underwear. Put it away.

"Master Russell, you can start washing up." The leading maid said with a smile.

"Well, okay." Russell let the maids busy.

He condemned the "evil nobles" in his heart, then went into the bathroom, brushed his teeth, washed his face and changed into his underwear.

When I walked out of the bathroom, the room had a completely new look.

"Master Russell, the room has been cleaned."

"Thank you."

The maids left the bedroom one after another carrying the dirty clothes and sheets they had changed. At almost the same time, a male servant stood at the door and knocked gently.

"Master Russell."

"Come in."

After the valet came in, he immediately picked up the clean clothes brought in by the maids, helped Russell put them on, and carefully tied his belt and tie for Russell.

There is a clear division of labor between male and female servants. In aristocratic families, the boundaries must not be exceeded - male servants cannot change clothes for the female master, and maids cannot change clothes for the male master.

"You are getting more and more handsome. I see the grace of the count in you." The footman flattered him.

Russell raised his eyebrows: "Have you met my grandfather?"

"Of course, I have followed the master to Bluebird Castle and met the Earl." The manservant obviously did not just want to flatter you, "Master Russell, my mother is sick, and Butler Carter is recruiting servants. I really want to serve you. ,but……"

(End of this chapter)