novel bin Chapter 2 Loyalty and Glory
Chapter 2 Loyalty and Glory
No wonder Carl was shocked.
On this continent, not only extraordinary professionals, but also monsters and other races accumulate and cultivate life energy.
It is divided into six classes according to intensity.
-- Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, Starshine, Moonlit Night, Holy Radiance.
Although he has just touched the threshold of life energy and reached the level of a novice swordsman.
Yet it can be clearly perceived.
The life force of the rock-armored earth dragon before them was extremely powerful, at least reaching the Star-level!
For ordinary extraordinary beings to tame it as a battle pet or mount, their vitality must exceed that of an entire rank.
Only a beast tamer can subdue an animal of equal rank using secret techniques.
But this Mr. Richard...
The life energy within him is not strong!
It's not even at the beginner level.
How did he manage to do that?
...
Richard had no idea what Carl was thinking; he was simply examining the virtual panel in his mind.
Species: Rock Armored Earth Dragon
[Grade: Starlight]
Mood: 65
[Fullness: 45]
[Address: None]
Favorite: Honey
[Combat Skills: War Stomp, Rock Skin, Berserk Charge]
[Hint: Congratulations on successfully capturing the sub-dragon species Rock Armored Earth Dragon as your pet. Please name it.]
Gee!
The land hasn't even been planted yet, but I've already gotten a pet. My luck is off the charts.
That being the case.
Let's call you "Da Yun"!
[Naming successful!]
Rock Armor Ground...
Oh no.
Now it should be called a great fortune.
It seemed to understand the expectant address, and its huge head nuzzled affectionately against Richard's chest.
Then.
Its forelimbs bent forward, and its massive body lay prone on the ground.
Through spiritual connection.
Richard could sense its excitement, and on a sudden impulse, he grabbed its short, thick horns and climbed onto it.
There is a natural concave curve at the back of the neck, much like a meticulously crafted saddle, making it exceptionally stable to sit on.
"Dayun is so good."
Richard patted its head.
He laughed and said, "Once the land is planted with crops, I'll give you Silver Star quality fruits and vegetables every day."
Although the luck of the year is particularly fond of honey.
But who can resist high-quality crops that contain life energy?
To others.
This thing might be very precious.
But he has a cheat code.
You can get them just by randomly planting them.
The parsnip I planted a few days ago matures in four days. I harvested three silver-star quality plants after two crops, but they were all eaten up by the big harvest.
"Whoa—!"
The Grand Canal murmured with anticipation.
...
Carl finally snapped out of his shock.
He blinked hard.
Seeing Richard sitting on a Star-level sub-dragon with a beaming smile, I realized this wasn't an illusion.
"Sir, is it called Dayun?"
Carl carefully considered his words before speaking.
"This name is indeed very fitting. It seems that Lady Luck has been chasing after you and feeding you sweet wine on this pioneering trip."
He wasn't familiar with Richard.
Therefore, they did not question Richard about why he could subdue a Star-level monster despite having no life energy fluctuations.
Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask.
All you need to know is that this lord is no ordinary person.
...
Richard smiled and nodded in response.
The excitement subsided slightly.
He then realized that the surroundings were empty, with only the guards staring at him in disbelief.
The serfs have all disappeared, which is not a good thing. Without serfs, what will happen if they go to the territory and become commanders without troops?
Richard frowned slightly.
Karl picked up the longsword from the ground, turned and roared at the other eight guards:
"Hurry and follow the footprints, they can't have gone far!"
The serfs were only dressed in thin linen clothes, and most of them were barefoot, so how could they possibly run far?
soon.
The guards then led the terrified serfs back, and they found a cave nearby to hide in, all of them safe and sound.
Imperial laws were strict.
If a serf escaped from the lord's control, he would be caught and either have his legs broken and be thrown out of the city, or be hanged at the city gate.
Moreover, they were already registered on Richard's slave register when they were sold, so they had nowhere to escape.
If Richard had been killed just now.
They won't live much longer either.
When they saw Richard subdue the terrifying Rock Armored Earth Dragon, they were so frightened that they knelt down on the spot, not daring to raise their heads.
"I'll let you off this time, but if there's a next time, you'll be hanged at the gates of our territory and used as wind chimes!"
Richard knew it was only natural for them to run away, but he couldn't be swayed by the proper attitude, which is why he made a threatening remark.
His cold tone made the serfs kowtow repeatedly, and none of them dared to utter a single complaint.
It is impossible for everyone to be equal.
The three major human empires all practiced feudal rule; he would be foolish enough to want to go to war with them.
Developing your fiefdom well and enjoying a leisurely life of flying eagles and riding horses in the future is far more practical than getting bogged down in these trivial matters.
Really.
Why risk your life like that!
...
The serfs were dealt with.
Richard ordered the remains of the guard who was killed by the Grand Canal to be burned on the spot, so they wouldn't become animal excrement a few days later.
"Karl, does he still have family?"
He simply erected a grave, using a broken longsword as a tombstone.
Richard picked a few unidentified white wildflowers from the woods and placed them in front of the tombstone. Larks in the woods sang a mournful song to send him off.
"Yes, his wife is a weaver in Benlang Territory, and they have a young daughter."
Richard nodded.
He took out a gold coin and handed it to Karl.
"If you have the chance later, please pass this on to his wife and also convey a message for me..."
I'm sorry.
Richard wasn't familiar with these guards; he couldn't even remember the names of several of them.
But no matter what you say.
The other party lost their life because of him, so compensation is essential.
...
"My lord, this..."
Carl took the gold coins in a daze.
His tone was somewhat incredulous.
"Isn't this too much? Even if an ordinary infantryman in the Wolf Army dies in battle, the compensation is only one silver coin..."
The currency here is quite valuable; a kilogram of staple food costs only three to five copper coins.
Ten silver coins could support an ordinary family of three for half a year, but this Mr. Richard gave a hundred times that amount!
Richard patted him on the shoulder.
He gestured for him to put the gold coins away, then his gaze swept over the other eight guards, and he said loudly:
"remember!"
"You are no longer soldiers of the Wolf Pack, but members of my Chiffon Clan, so some rules may be different."
talking.
He flipped himself onto the back of the rock-armored earth dragon, looking down at the guards, his white fox fur robe fluttering in the wind.
"As you can see, I am a magician, and the Chiffon Wasteland will surely prosper in my hands in the future."
"If you pledge me absolute loyalty, I will bestow upon you wealth and power that even the wolves cannot provide!"
...
Upon hearing this, all the guards, including Karl, were filled with excitement!
They were originally mediocre soldiers in the Wolf Army; apart from Karl, the others were ordinary people who had not even comprehended the power of life.
Assigned by the Earl to assist the wolf cubs who had left home in clearing land and building a nest in the wasteland, this was actually no different from exile.
But they never expected...
The wolf cub that needed protection turned out to be a powerful mage who could subdue a Star-level monster in the blink of an eye and was incredibly generous with his money!
Now he's asking everyone to pledge their loyalty, is that something to consider?
Nine guards knelt on one knee.
Stand up straight.
They swore an oath in unison.
"A testament to light and life!"
"We swear to serve Lord Richard Chiffon to the death, and if we are disloyal, may we be endlessly burned by the flames of the stars!"
"May chiffon cake live on forever!!"