The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

The Thorn Minor Elf’s entrance was not as shocking as one might expect. In fact, the sleepy little fellow paid no heed to these nobles but merely sat on Liszt’s shoulder, nodding off.

It had just been born, full of curiosity about everything, and stayed up late causing a ruckus last night, which left it a bit out of sorts.

But this didn’t prevent the nobles from praising the Thorn Minor Elf with loud applause, casting looks of envy, jealousy, admiration, and desire at Liszt and the little elf on his shoulder.

The applause clearly disturbed the Thorn Minor Elf.

It suddenly flew up, facing the clapping crowd with a fierce expression, waving its fists, and cried out loudly, “Wah, wah, wah!”

Obviously, this didn’t intimidate anyone; instead, the applause grew more vigorous.

The lively little elf clearly delighted the crowd more than a dozing one.

“It’s so beautiful.”

“A beautiful creature.”

“I swear I can see it shimmering with the glow of gold coins.”

“The glory of the knight shines upon the Tulip Family; Baron Liszt inherits the nobility of the earl!”

“Exquisitely beautiful, just as cute as those little elves at Tulip Castle.”

Seeing that its intimidation was ineffective and these humans were still buzzing loudly, the Thorn Minor Elf became furiously angry. It stretched out its little pink fists and opened its chubby little palms, letting out a loud “Wah!”

Suddenly, streaks of light flashed by.

Heading towards the people.

The light rapidly landed on many people’s clothes, sprouting green, tender shoots at a visible pace, which started to grow and branch out.

“Oh, my goodness!”

“It’s seeds from the elf!”

“The Thorn Minor Elf has sprinkled seeds on our clothes!”

The nobles quickly stood up, slapping off the tender shoots from their clothes, causing chaos at the banquet for a moment.

Just then, Liszt suddenly spoke, “Come back, little one!” Instantly, the Thorn Minor Elf pursed its lips and, somewhat reluctantly, flew back to him, landing back on Liszt’s shoulder.

The growth of the shoots on the nobles’ clothes also ceased.

Which they removed with their hands,

Soon cleaning them off entirely.

Since she was close to Liszt, Lady Penelope wasn’t sprinkled with seeds. She laughed at the minor elf, “Such a mischievous little one, reminds me of the earl’s elves, a few of them are just as naughty.”

“I like such little elves; they’re wilder, more enterprising.” Li Vera chimed in. Her clothing had been sprinkled with a few seeds, but she quickly slapped them off without damaging her garment.

“If I had a minor elf, I’d be willing to be fooled by it every day,” a baron from North Valley City quipped, shaking his collar.

“Minor elves won’t fool their own masters; they just like to play.”

“Mischievousness shows that it’s full of life.”

After Liszt and the others tidied up their clothes and sat down again, he smiled apologetically but insincerely, “I’m very sorry, it has just been born and is still a little temperamental about being disturbed by strangers. I have restrained it now; please forget the earlier prank and let us continue the banquet.”

The nobles all expressed that they didn’t mind.

Whether they truly didn’t mind was not important.

Goltai cleared his throat and continued presiding over the celebration, “Our mischievous protagonist, as everyone has already seen, is without a doubt a vibrant Little Minor Elf, a treasure bestowed upon Fresh Flower Town and Baron Liszt by the glory of the knights!”

“So, what is its name?” asked a noble lady suddenly.

“What’s its name…” Goltai looked towards Liszt.

Liszt took over the topic, “It’s called Jela, this name signifies—the rise of Thorn, the prosperity of Thorn begins with it.”

“Jela?”

The crowd savored the name.

“Good name, it fits the temperament of the Thorn Minor Elf very well.”

“Indeed, it’s a good name, albeit a bit feminine, but since Little Minor Elves have no gender, any name would do.”

“Jela, is this how it’s written… Je…la, such strange Serpent Script, but it’s quite interesting, a name full of character.”

Everyone thought the name was fine, even if they found it unpleasant internally, they would still outwardly consider it fine.

Only Lady Penelope complained, “Jela? It sounds like names such as Marie, Melissa, can you change it, Liszt?”

Sitting beside her, Lady Marie revealed a smile that was both awkward and politely restrained.

Liszt too felt embarrassed; Melissa was his mother, and this old grandmother really did spare no one’s dignity. He could only say, “Grandmother, Jela likes its own name.”

“Wah!”

The Thorn Minor Elf, sensing Liszt’s call in his heart, cried out to him.

“If you like it, then that’s fine,” said Lady Penelope without insisting further, perhaps she was just taking the opportunity to express some opinion of her own.

The introduction of the Thorn Minor Elf Jela heightened the atmosphere of the celebration.

It was also about time for dinner, and after Carter sought confirmation, he signaled the servants to bring out drinks, pouring a glass of red wine or fruit wine for each guest.

Liszt picked up the red wine in front of him, looked around, and slowly began, “Thank you all for attending the naming ceremony for Fresh Flower Town’s Little Minor Elf… The birth of the Little Minor Elf signifies something we all understand, especially one backed by a Magic Potion… My father and brother are already on the battlefield, extending the glory of the Tulip Family.”

The nobles watched the young, handsome baron.

Listening intently.

Liszt’s speech was mediocre at best, lacking literary grace, but he was simply sending a signal: “I, Liszt Tulip, as a bloodline of the Tulip Family, enjoy the family’s protection and am also obliged and determined to seize glory for the family!”

He paused.

Then, raising his voice, he said, “Fresh Flower Town may be just a small town, but with the Thorn Minor Elf, the Black Tulip, the Flame Mushroom, and the Rapid Growth Magic Thorn, everything is within sight. And I will recruit a group of followers to help me manage Fresh Flower Town and form a Knight Squad to charge into battle!”

After a moment of thought.

He added, “Fresh Flower Town has the capability to seize glory from the battlefield, have you seen the Fierce Earth Dog at the Castle gate? It… has eaten the Bloodline Fruit and evolved into an Intermediate Magical Beast! And it, it’s utterly loyal to me; it will become my most important partner on the battlefield!”

Intermediate Magical Beast!

This was the first time Liszt had publicly announced the bloodline level of Douson.

In an instant, he heard the surrounding nobles sharply inhaling through their teeth at the dinner table. An Intermediate Magical Beast did not hold as much value as a Little Minor Elf, this was common knowledge. But, if such a beast existed as a pet, it was a different matter entirely.

At the very least, its importance was equivalent to half a Sky Knight and could be considered a weapon on the battlefield!

The significance of this Intermediate Magical Beast was nearly on par with that of a Little Minor Elf.

“Douson is an Intermediate Magical Beast?” Li Vera exclaimed in disbelief, then breathed a sigh of relief. Any shame she felt for being humiliated by an Intermediate Magical Beast silently dissolved away.