Russell and Nicholas chatted pleasantly for several hours, reaching agreement on many details. These details would be perfectly presented in Nicholas's new work—Thunder from the Dragon Domain—striving to make every reader and viewer feel as though they were there.
"Lord Russell, please rest assured. I will complete Thunder from the Dragon Domain as soon as possible." Nicholas took his leave.
Russell personally saw him to the door. "No rush, take your time. I understand writers like you—art needs plenty of time to be polished... In any case, Nicholas, you must get the details of Thunder from the Dragon Domain right."
Nicholas bowed in thanks and said with heartfelt admiration, "After speaking with you, my mind is already filled with details. I will strive to faithfully recreate everything you—no, everything the protagonist Suluo experienced!"
"Very good. I look forward to it."
"Please stay here, my lord. Nicholas will take his leave." Brimming with confidence, Nicholas left Red Keep and returned home to Furious Wind City, where he buried himself in writing.
With the many details Russell had provided, he could not wait to write the scene of "Suluo trampling Count Loxao beneath his feet"—a scene Russell had repeatedly stressed must be rendered in detailed realism.
"Hiss, I wonder whether Count Oscro will send someone to chop me up when he sees this?" After finishing it and savoring his manuscript, Nicholas could not help but shudder.
But he soon calmed down. "Lord Russell has already guaranteed that, once Thunder from the Dragon Domain is published, I can stay in Blackfire Land for a while to lie low. And... Lord Russell will publicly deliver a speech on 'creative freedom.'"
Thunder from the Dragon Domain was merely an interlude.
Russell soon intended to take his leave and escort the sixty-five thousand serfs back