At the end of October, the weather turns cooler.
The atmosphere in the castle is getting more and more depressing, mainly because Liszt, as the owner, is in a worse and worse mood.
Flower Town is thriving, and more than 400 new serfs have quickly integrated in. A large amount of grain can be harvested every day during the autumn harvest, and the warehouse is full.
In this atmosphere, he should be happy.
However, the news coming back from the caravan made him very uneasy, and his tone was slightly gloomy. "Harpagon, Flower Caravan covers the seafood business in so many small towns, and has established a huge information channel, but you can't even find a different Bramble?"
Harpagon knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.
An elite Earth Knight, with angry words, a territorial ruler, and an extremely dissatisfied attitude, made him extremely stressed.
"Lord, I'm sorry, Harpagon has disappointed you. I have asked everyone in the caravan to announce the news to the outside world. If you can provide the new variety Bramble, you will receive high rewards. However, the Bramble sent are all ordinary varieties, and there is no variety that meets your requirements."
"Have you searched all the areas covered by Flower Caravan?"
"Birch City, Elm Forest City, Snake Spear City, Gravel City and the surrounding towns have all been searched. If we continue to search, we have to go to the villages below the town."
"Then go to the villages and ask them one by one." Liszt's temper was not directed at Harpagon, but no matter what, he was very irritated. "You can directly withhold one-tenth of Flower Caravan's funds for the cost of searching for the new variety Bramble."
Harpagon replied carefully, "Yes, Lord, Harpagon must search carefully!"
Grandet got a promotion, so he got the opportunity and was promoted to the captain of Flower Caravan. He didn't want to be dismissed by Liszt for failing to do things well and go back to farming.
"Go down and do some work."
Liszt waved his hand and asked Harpagon to leave.
Then he sat on a chair and rubbed his temples with his hands. Not only did Flower Caravan get nothing, Shylock's Thorn Caravan also got nothing, and he scolded him away. I thought that through the caravans all over Coral Island, I could find the new Bramble by just asking, but who would have thought that I would not find it.
"The caravan offered a large reward to find the new variety Bramble. Those civilians who got the news will definitely search frantically... no results for several days, indicating a high possibility that there is really no new variety Bramble on Coral Island... Now we can only wait for news about Marcus."
He asked the caravan and Marcus soldiers to search in two directions.
The purpose is to discover more Bramble varieties to increase the chance of Thorn Bug breakthrough. The more pheromones collected, the greater the possibility of evolution.
"If there is no good news for Marcus, where should I look for it?"
Coral Island is not available, so he can only look for it on the outer islands. As a minor noble, his social circle is basically on Coral Island. The count is a noble directly entrusted by the Grand Duke, and most of the surrounding islands are followers of Marquis and Marquis. The relationship with Coral Island is not very harmonious.
It is very taboo for followers of different lords to have casual contact with each other.
But there is an island that he can enter and exit at will - Red Crab Island.
Liszt is the descendant of the Long-Yam Family, whose mother is Red Crab Island lord, Grand Duchy, one of the seven Marquis, Long-Yam Castle The daughter of Merlin·Long-Yam, the owner of. When he first went to visit Marquis Merlin, he was recruited by the Long-Yam Family, who had a small population.
"If I ask grandpa Merlin, no, I just need to ask cousin Meiopal for help, I should be able to complete the task."
The huge Red Crab Island is equivalent to one province in China. How can we not find several different varieties of Bramble? I'm afraid there are many different varieties of Bramble in the hedge of Long-Yam Castle.
Think of this.
The irritability in his heart subsided slightly. "If one day, Coral Island can no longer survive, I will go to Long-Yam Castle. I believe that grandpa will at least arrange a viscount fief for me."
However, Red Crab Island's family has a big business, so Coral Island may not be as easy to get along with.
No matter how close a cousin is, they can never be closer than a close relative.
Suddenly, he thought of Athena·Salmon again, and his mood could not help but warm up a little. "It has been a few months, I wonder if Athena has held hands with other nobles... Ah, I think of running under the sunset that afternoon, that was my lost youth." He had a good impression of this noble lady who boldly showed love to him.
But soon.
The beautiful memories were interrupted by a shrill wail.
The sound came from the falcon room outside the castle, and it was the tortured Curly Blessing.
The irritability that had just subsided came back again. He stood up directly, walked out of the castle, and came to the falcon room. Elkeson was sitting opposite the falcon platform, his eyes filled with red bloodshot eyes.
Seeing Liszt arriving, he hurriedly said, "Liszt Baron."
"Mr. Elkeson, Curly Blessing, haven't you bowed your head yet?"
"Your Wind Peregrine Falcon, its inner arrogance is beyond my imagination." Elkeson explained with some embarrassment. He thought that the eagle-breeding process was completely stagnant.
Wind Peregrine Falcon Curly Blessing, I would rather starve to death than lower my head.
Liszt suddenly saw red blood stains on the corners of Curly Blessing's mouth. "Did it vomit blood?"
"Yes, its body is in danger of being starved for a long time. If you try to boil the eagle several times, it still won't succeed... Sorry, Liszt Baron, this is a situation that I have never encountered when training ordinary falcons."
"In other words, Curly Blessing might starve to death?"
"It is possible, but it is also possible that if it survives for a few more days, it will lose its head. You know, after all, Warcraft is just a kind of wild beast. They will succumb to the threat of death. By that time, with a few more trainings, it will be your qualified pet."
"Kaji..." Curly Blessing, who was vomiting blood on the Falcon Platform, let out a shrill scream.
But there was no sign of surrender in its eyes, and it was still stubborn. Liszt looked over, as if he could see disdain for fate through those eyes.
destiny.
It's probably the sequelae brought about by Smoke Dragon. Recently, he often associates everything with fate, and has a tendency to develop in the direction of a magic stick. He always wants to understand the cause and effect of fate.
Fortunately, the materialistic values ingrained in me since childhood are still being defended.
"I don't think Curly Blessing will surrender to anyone." Liszt shook his head. Wind Peregrine Falcon is not a caged bird. He has been able to see Curly Blessing's yearning and desire for the sky since he was a child. "Mr. Elkeson, the training is over here. I need you to Flame Mushroom Magic Power Please pay more attention to the potions."
"What?"
Elkeson was stunned. "Liszt Baron, give up now, all the previous efforts will be in vain, and as it grows up, it will no longer have a second chance to survive."
"Don't worry, I will pay you according to the work you have done." Liszt decided to be willful and leave the beautiful picture of Huang Qingcang to his imagination.
He said, untying the rope Curly Blessing on the Falcon Platform.
He also personally brought meat and water to feed Curly Blessing. Curly Blessing is a monster with strong recovery power. It only took half a day to recover a lot of energy.
"Fly, Curly Blessing!"
Opening the door of the Falcon Room, Liszt pushed Curly Blessing. Curly Blessing was obviously not used to the current situation. He turned around and looked at Liszt, with confusion and twinkling in his eyes.
But after a moment of hesitation, it finally flapped its wings and jumped off the falcon platform.
Flap your wings and fly.
Snap.
fell down.
But it soon figured out the instinct of flying through failure. For the last time, it kicked off its legs, jumped from the ground, flapped its wings, shook off two feathers, and successfully flew into the sky.
"Gaji!"
He left one last cry and disappeared into the blue sky and white clouds without looking back.