The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

Had Liszt been a bit more libertine, he could have perhaps convinced Sherry to stay the night in Fresh Flower Town.

However, he was, after all, a gentleman of integrity.

They merely chatted about their childhood, mostly with Sherry talking and him listening, since the memories of his predecessor had become blurry, and many details had faded from his memory.

A little while later.

Sherry proposed to take her leave, “Brother Liszt, may I visit Fresh Flower Town again?”

“You’re very welcome.”

“If Brother Liszt visits Coral City, you can come and find me anytime. I’m now helping Mother with some needlework at home and have a lot of free time.”

“Sure.”

“Then I’ll head back first. My parents are waiting for me in the carriage.”

Liszt kept a smile on his face, “Be careful on the road.”

As Sherry turned and walked towards the carriage, and when she almost reached it, she turned her head back, wanting to see if Liszt was watching her.

However, what she saw was Liszt by the dog kennel, seemingly frolicking with that huge Fierce Earth Dog. What should have been a frightening Intermediate Magical Beast acted just like a little dog, circling around him.

She suddenly felt a sense of loss.

With the coachman’s assistance, she got into the carriage.

“Sherry, how was your chat with Liszt?” asked Frank’s wife as the carriage set off.

“I don’t know, Mother. Brother Liszt was very polite in his speech. It’s hard to describe, but it felt as if we were meeting for the first time, without that familiar feeling,” Sherry responded.

“After all, you haven’t seen each other for several years, and now you both have grown up.”

“Perhaps,” Sherry’s spirits lifted again, “Brother Liszt is still as handsome as he was when we were kids, and his smile warms the heart.”

“Then seize the opportunity well,” said Frank’s wife with a smile, “Possessing the Thorn Minor Elf and an Intermediate Magical Beast, Liszt is the most outstanding young man on Coral Island.”

“I will,” Sherry nodded confidently.

Here, whether a man pursues a woman or a woman pursues a man, it was all the same; there was no issue of men taking the initiative and women being passive.

Seeing the relaxed smiles of his wife and daughter, Frank also wore a smile, but there was a touch of regret in his eyes. After serving the Tulip Castle for many years, he understood that the people of the Tulip Family were not the kind to remain contented; Li Vera was more arrogant than the male nobles, and Levis was dead set on marrying up to Marquis Roderick’s daughter.

Marie and her son Lidun vied for Levis’s resources without restraint.

In the past, he had thought Liszt was the weakest and the Earl had been disappointed in him. However, the Liszt of now was gradually showing a firmer temperament.

With the Thorn Minor Elf and an Intermediate Magical Beast, he immediately began to recruit followers, revealing his ambition.

Would such a noble take an interest in his daughter? Frank was somewhat worried. He had learned from Levis that back on Red Crab Island, Liszt had even rejected the daughter of a Viscount, let alone Sherry, who was merely the daughter of an Honored Knight.

Fortunately, seeing how outstanding his daughter was reassured him.

“Perhaps Sherry can win Liszt over. He’s young and has not seen much of the world, always cooped up on Coral Island. Sherry is a graduate from Bull Horn Academy, intelligent too… Even if things don’t work out with Liszt, there are still many nobles on Coral Island who would pursue her,” he contemplated.

With that thought.

He felt at ease, “We’ll stay overnight in North Valley City. I have a few old friends I’ve been wanting to catch up with.”

After all the guests had left,

Fresh Flower Town regained its tranquility, and the castle’s servants began to clean the trampled grass.

Liszt released Douson’s chain, and it dashed around the paddock, chasing the horses. All the horses turned tail and fled at the sight of Douson, except for the Li Dragon Horse, which didn’t fear Douson in the least.

It even dared to kick Douson with its hind hooves.

Douson didn’t dare to mess with the Li Dragon Horse because it knew Liszt had forbidden it from bullying these horses.

Mounting the Li Dragon Horse, he called out, “Douson, follow!”

Then a man, a horse, and a dog, accompanied by a few Retainer Knights, galloped toward the Fresh Flower Farm. The ordinary Tulips on the farm were not expanded in scale; just barely planted. The majority of barren land was being prepared to plant Black Tulips to try to fill the area affected by the Tulip Cordyceps with Black Tulips.

In the wasteland, a simple building came into view.

Douson, excited, bolted toward the structure, where the sound of dogs barking echoed inside. This was the newly built dog park, where twenty female wolves, a breed of excellent pedigree and large stature—useful as guardians and protectors—were housed.

However, upon their arrival at Fresh Flower Town, their fate had immediately plunged into misery.

“Lord Landlord, Old Difo sends his greetings,” the serf in charge of the dog park said after bowing. He then opened the large gate for Liszt to lead Douson inside.

The dog park was vast.

Inside, there were rows of doghouses and iron cages, each containing a large wolfhound.

Apparently sensing Douson’s scent, the wolfhounds, originally barking cheerfully, one by one tucked their tails and hid deeper in their cages.

Yet, Douson was excitedly bouncing around.

Old Difo, intimidated by the formidable Douson, carefully opened the door to the first cage. Douson couldn’t wait and charged in, mating with the female wolfhound amid her pitiful screams for over ten minutes. Compared to the female, Douson’s size was like a Tibetan Mastiff to a Pomeranian.

But, Mother Nature, as the creator, had endowed creatures with richness in creativity, diversity, and adaptability.

The female wolfhound was highly adaptable, or it could be said that everything about Douson had grown except for that… The eye-watering scene came to an end.

Douson maintained its position for a quarter of an hour before happily withdrawing.

Leaving behind the wolfhound sprawled in the cage, her face bearing an expression of utter despair.

“Old Difo, make sure you feed it more and pay careful attention to whether it’s pregnant. As soon as it is, go to the castle and notify us immediately, understand?”

“Old Difo understands,” he assured. “Please rest easy, Lord Landlord, Old Difo has raised dogs for many years. With just these eyes, I can accurately tell which one is with pups.”

“Very good.”

Leaving the dog park,

Liszt took Douson to the Dog Prison to get intimate with the Earth Matron. The Earth Matron’s belly showed no change, but her pregnancy was certain, as confirmed by Old Difo and a few other professionals.

After being released, Douson did not trouble the Earth Matron but played with her instead.

Perhaps due to being of the same species, Douson treated the wolfhounds with indifference after the deed, showing no attachment, but it maintained an unwavering enthusiasm for the Earth Matron.

Liszt squatted next to the Earth Matron, reaching out to stroke her black fur.

The Earth Matron showed no reaction, having surrendered to its fate, forgotten its magic, and begun to enjoy a life where no wind or heavy rain disturbed it, no need to hunt for itself, indulging in daily eating, drinking, and sleeping.