Standing on the Warm Enclave, Russell, now a Wyvern Knight, could feel his strength at its peak.
It could be said—
This Warm Enclave was Russell's root.
"My lord, what should we call our new territory?" Katie suddenly asked. Every Warm Enclave had a name.
Sancha River Mouth, Gravel Territory, Fire Ant Swamp, Golden Plains, Guangguang River Valley, Poplar Desert, Black Court Mountain, and so on.
The Warm Enclave opened up by Black Oil Dragon Rosai was now the Shadowflame Grand Duchy's eighth independent Warm Enclave.
"A name, huh." Russell looked around at the territory that made him feel warm and settled. Smiling faintly, he said, "This land will produce black oil deposits in the future, and it is also a vast plain. Let's call it Blackfire Land."
Blackfire was the flame produced by burning black oil.
Russell did not know whether he could use black oil as fuel to create an otherworldly version of the Industrial Age in this territory.
But that did not stop him from imagining flames and black smoke pouring from towering chimneys across this land.
"Blackfire Land..." Katie savored the name. "It suits it very well, my lord."
"Yes, it suits it very well, my lord," Eric echoed. With his level of learning, he could not think of a better-sounding name.
"But I hope that, in the future, my title will not be granted as 'Baron Blackfire,' much less 'Baron Black Oil.'" Russell laughed. Both titles sounded rather awful, and he would not choose either one.
The Warm Enclave now had a name.
Blackfire Land.
However, Blackfire Land currently lacked the conditions for development. For the time being, it could only wait until his territory had fully expanded.
After making a circuit of Blackfire Land, Russell saw that it was already late and prepared to