Charles, Eric, and the others' descendants would still need many years before they could follow Russell and build their careers.
But right now, Russell urgently needed a squad of knights to follow him into the snowfields, hunt Snow Ghosts and even Snow Demons, cultivate the Black Oil Dragon egg, and provide Little Dream Dragon with additional supplies—he could not rely entirely on Little Dream Dragon to hunt for itself.
"Charles."
"My lord."
"You know many people. Find a suitable lady for Grove and help him settle down here." Russell assigned Charles a task.
Charles readily agreed. "Rest assured, my lord. There are plenty of young women in Glimmering Town for a Great Knight like Grove to choose from."
After the fierce battle of the second Battle of the Fall, Grove's loyalty had been proven. He truly was a laid-back Great Knight who preferred taking things easy, but at least he never held back in battle. Russell was therefore preparing to cultivate Grove next.
After all, he was about to open up his own Warm Enclave, yet he had only Eric, a single Phantom Beast Knight, under his command. It was rather shabby.
If possible, he would also go to the Volcanic Oasis in the future and recruit some knights.
Of course.
Cultivating young knights himself was equally urgent.
I've already been developing quietly, yet I'm still growing too fast. My team can't keep up with the pace, and talent is in short supply! Russell lamented inwardly. He had thought it would take three to five years before he became a Phantom Beast Knight.
Who could have imagined that less than a year after crossing over, he would already be on the verge of becoming a Wyvern Knight?
It had to be said.
The gift the Shadowflame Dragon had given him