"Ha ha ha, it's lively here." Before Clay Dragon Ross had even landed, Baron Roman's hearty laughter rang out.
With a leap, Baron Roman jumped down from the wyvern's back.
Everyone promptly saluted him. "My lord."
"No need for formalities. Keep doing whatever was so lively—I'm just here to join the fun." Baron Roman walked into the center of the field.
Then he looked at Russell. "A fledgling leaving the nest—commendable courage."
Russell replied with a faint smile, "My strength has improved, so naturally I wanted to prove myself. That is why I asked Lord Marcus for a spar."
Lord Marcus lightly struck his left chest. "My lord."
"Since Russell has challenged you, deal with him properly." Baron Roman smiled. "Don't hold back. Give Russell a good beating and let this boy understand that the strength of a High Phantom Beast Knight is beyond question."
"Yes, my lord!" With Baron Roman's order, Marcus no longer had any reservations.
Baron Roman then said to Russell, "Learn well from Uncle Marcus. You have too little combat experience. You must understand that truly powerful knights are never made by single-minded training alone—they are tempered on the battlefield!"
"Yes, Father." Russell nodded.
At that moment, his eldest brother Roland also arrived on a Nightmare Ghost Horse with a group of knights. They had all come to watch the excitement.
"Go, Russell! Your big brother is backing you!" Roland said with a chuckle.
No sooner had Roland arrived than Old Lord Sali of Gray Cat Manor flew over in the form of a massive crow phantom.
After landing, the crow phantom faded away and became his Phantom Beast—the Black Feathered Crow.
"My lord, you are here too." Old Lord Sali performed a Knight's Salute. "I had just started lunch when I heard Russell was challenging