By the time Riding the Dragon Youth Journey reached Guangguang River Valley, it was already late November. The weather was gradually turning colder, and another Ice Age was approaching.
Russell had already settled the affairs of his territory.
In truth, there was not much to settle. Blackfire Land had yet to fully expand, and snowmelt blocked access from all sides. They would have to wait until the surrounding caverns stabilized and trade routes between territories were opened before sending people over to develop it.
As for Wuyou Snake Manor, little had changed.
Russell had already made preparations to move to Blackfire Land within three to five years and return Wuyou Snake Manor to the Fluorite Mushroom Family—he had been granted the title of Grand Duchy Nobleman and was no longer Baron Roman's vassal.
Everything was ready. He could head out to search for Snow Demons and devote himself to raising Little Dream Dragon.
"My lord, aren't you going to wait a little longer? Riding the Dragon Youth Journey has been confirmed for a performance at the town theater," Charles asked with a smile. "Because of this play, countless knights throughout the Shadowflame Grand Duchy now want to follow you."
"I've already read the script. It's complete nonsense, only vaguely resembling my experiences. It's not worth watching at all."
Russell was somewhat resistant to the idea. "Dramatization isn't fabrication, and adaptation isn't reckless invention."
"My lord, it's only entertainment. Everyone knows the play differs from your actual experiences. But that doesn't stop them from imagining your journey and your success this way, or from placing enormous expectations on you."
"What do they expect from me? To cut off Snow Giant Da's head the way Suluo cut off Snow Giant A's head in the play?"
Russell shook his head with a laugh.