The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

This chapter is an additional update as a reward for the Alliance Hierarch "Battle Song of Glory," who has given so many rewards that Old White has been completely drained, how pitiful!

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After staying for the night at Tulip Castle, the next day when Liszt left, he went to Lady Penelope's small castle as agreed and chose a potted plant from her balcony to take back with him.

However, after carefully checking with the Eye of Magic, he was disappointed to find that these potted plants showed no signs of magic feedback.

Not a single one was nurturing an Elf Bug.

But he still let the servants casually take away a pot that looked like many small stones.

"This is Lithops, look how pretty they are, each split stone is a plant of Lithops; this pot contains twenty-five of them. May the glory of the knight watch over you, and perhaps, amongst these, one that blooms will nurture a Little Minor Elf, my handsome young man."

Lady Penelope bestowed her affectionate blessing.

In the past, she thought Liszt looked too much like Melissa Taro, a woman she detested, but now the more she looked, the more incomparably handsome Liszt seemed to her.

Taking a pot of Lithops with him,

Liszt said his goodbyes to Lady Penelope. On the way, he briefly examined the Lithops — each plant resembled two split stone halves, with very smooth edges. In the crevice between the two halves, some had a flower blooming, the color of which was different from the stone, making it quite unique.

Upon returning to Fresh Flower Town, he handed the potted plant over to Butler Carter, instructing him to have someone take care of the plant.

He certainly did not intend to expend effort on a potted plant that was of no use.

"Lately there doesn't seem to be anything that requires my concern; I might as well work on "The Conjectures on the Nexus of the Magic Net, Elves, and Dragons" and try to finish this magical theoretical masterpiece, establishing my status as a theoretical Archmage."

Standing in the study equipped with a Temperature Calming Pearl,

he could see the small town in the distance.

The town was bustling with activity; many merchants in disheveled attire moved about freely, hinting at the initial success of the trading town. There were also many serfs pushing wheelbarrows through the streets, transporting goods — the wheelbarrow had been Liszt's secret tool, but its exposure happened quite rapidly.

It was inevitable; the technology behind a wheelbarrow was not complex, and one could figure out the principle behind it with just a glance.

After all, everyone had seen horse carts and flatbed carts; the structure of a pushcart was not unfamiliar.

It was simply a matter of two wheels being replaced with a single one.

As soon as the wheelbarrow began to be widely used on Black Horse Island, woodshops on Coral Island started replicating them, and now wheelbarrows were being used in every city on Coral Island.

Thus, there was no longer any point in keeping the wheelbarrow a secret.

In the castle, a servant carried a bucket to a nearby well to draw water. Since Drillmaster Fred Wells arrived, wells had been gradually drilled in every town, and naturally, one was drilled near the castle of Fresh Flower Town. The servants no longer needed to go to the town to fetch water.

"The once dilapidated, impoverished town is now thriving; it feels quite fulfilling," Liszt felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

But he soon chuckled wryly to himself, "Strictly speaking, the role I personally played seems quite minimal, with most of the success stemming from the Smoke Mission."

He thought this over, touching his conscience.

Although he usually prided himself as a prodigy, Son of Glory, the youngest Sky Knight and the youngest Dragon Knight in the Duchy of Sapphire,

Liszt never really considered himself a genius. Before transmigrating, he was just an ordinary office worker, and he didn't become a strategist or a martial arts prodigy overnight after crossing into a different world. He also didn't aim to arm himself with radical theories to revolutionize the other world.

He simply quietly integrated into the noble class, striving for his dragon-riding ambition while savoring the luxurious life.

Most of the time, he went with the flow, following the Smoke Mission without any long-term plans or well-thought-out development strategies, doing whatever came to mind. Another transmigrator with effective execution might have already started overthrowing the rule of the Sapphire Family.
Stay tuned to empire

As for him, he was content with his Viscount title, basking in everyone's flattery.

Of course, everyone has their own way of living, and Liszt didn't see himself as a great man, nor did he believe that the poor masses of the different world needed his salvation. Just like on Earth, when he saw news about China aiding Africa, it would ignite anger within him—his own country still had a multitude of impoverished people, yet it found the time to care for Africa.

Though the country had strategic reasons for aiding African nations in order to obtain resources, as an individual, his scope was limited; he only saw the people of his own country.

After crossing into a different world.

It was hard to establish a sense of belonging, his concern extended only to the precious people around him, truly, no one else—and his care for serfs was mostly out of sympathy. Seeing others in suffering always tugged at his heartstrings.

"Heh."

He shook the cup filled with Banpo milk and dismissed these thoughts: "I didn't expect to become so sentimental... I haven't even ridden the Little Fire Dragon Leo yet, where do I find the time for such emotions."

Thinking about it.

He summoned the Smoke Mission.

The mission was still the same; the Abandoned Cordyceps had not yet been properly settled—Golden Cordyceps, Monkey Head Mushroom, and Horse Bladder Fungus had their greenhouses built and the plantation started; the Black Truffle greenhouse was selected to be in Horse Ranching Town, nestled between two hills with a slightly drier climate, suitable for the growth of Black Truffles.

Only the Blue Pine Mushroom was left without a chosen site to build its greenhouse.

In fact, the serfs planting the Blue Pine Mushroom were very anxious, having searched every corner of Black Horse Island but finding nowhere ideal to cultivate it.

Under Liszt's repeated urging, they reluctantly picked Thorn Town as the planting site.

By late June, when the Blue Pine Mushroom greenhouse was completed, the Smoke Mission finally concluded: "Mission completed, reward one Lithops Elf Bug."

"Huh?"

The surprise hit Liszt hard when he saw the mission's reward: "Seriously? Do I have magic in me or something? Am I possessed by the power of the Smoke Dragon, or is Lady Penelope possessed by the Smoke Mission? Dragon Kui Bug, Fig Bug, Green Yuanbao Bug, and now there's a Lithops Bug!"

Without a doubt, among the twenty-five Lithops in that pot, he found the one that was in bloom and nurturing an Elf Bug.

He shook his head.

He didn't bother to ponder who was truly the Son of Glory, deciding in his heart: "From now on, Lady Penelope's potted plants are under my care, Liszt!"

The Smoke was slowly reforming into a new segment of Serpent Script.

"Mission: The original name of Fresh Flower Town originated from the discovery of a new Tulip variety, but now only a few Red 'Saint Dance' and Yellow 'William I' Tulips remain and are gradually withering. Investigate and resolve the cause of the withering red and yellow Tulips. Reward: Two Elf Bugs."

His eyes gleamed, and Liszt smiled.

It was a familiar formula. Based on his past experiences with the Smoke Mission, the withering red and yellow Tulips were undoubtedly nurturing Elf Bugs.

"Two Tulip Bugs at once, nice!"