Phantom Beast Paradise covered a vast area.
A quarter of the island on which the entire Red Castle stood belonged to Phantom Beast Paradise, where large numbers of Phantom Beasts were bred in captivity.
At its peak, Phantom Beast Paradise had as many as two hundred Phantom Beasts.
There were still one hundred and fifty Phantom Beasts in Phantom Beast Paradise now. Every year, Red Castle organized the Knight Order to capture them in the wilderness and forests. Basically, after being kept for half a year or so, they would be bought and then contracted by knights.
Very few Phantom Beasts remained in captivity at Phantom Beast Paradise for more than three years.
Once such a Phantom Beast appeared, there were generally two outcomes. If its breed was valuable, it would most likely be released back into the forest to continue breeding; if it was not valuable enough, it would be slaughtered for Phantom Beast materials.
Russell had originally only come to go through the motions and complete the annual ritual required of the Grand Duke.
He had never expected any surprises. After all, he had carefully inspected the Phantom Beasts here long ago. There were no Phantom Beasts with dream-related talents, nor were there any Phantom Beast Pseudo-Dragon Descendants. They were all ordinary Phantom Beasts—if there had truly been anything special, someone would have picked it out long ago.
Yet this time.
The moment he entered Phantom Beast Paradise, before he could inspect the Phantom Beasts, a warm burning sensation came from his left palm.
The M-shaped Mark began to flicker on its own.
"Hm?" Russell asked in surprise. "Ice Cream, did you find something in Phantom Beast Paradise?"
Although Little Dream Dragon was still lightly asleep, Russell spent every day with her and had already become quite adept