Having just transmigrated to this world, Liszt felt he should keep a low profile and settle down as a country Baron, taking care of his basic needs.
As his quality of life improved, his class stance shifted, and he began to embrace the aristocratic knightly system, but he was unwilling to go to the battlefield, preferring to focus on developing his own power.
Now, Flower Town is developing rapidly, and the Thorn Sprite is about to be born. His thoughts are changing again, and his impulse for glory and his desire for his own island are deepening step by step. His reluctance to go to the battlefield has been replaced by the desire to go to the battlefield, handle logistics, and make contributions in the chaos of war.
He is becoming like a true aristocrat.
To be swallowed up by this world, or rather, to actively integrate into this world and into the knighthood.
"Some people are proletarian fighters who dedicate their lives to the liberation of all mankind. I admire such people, but I will never imitate them." Liszt's mind remained clear. Integrating into the world was not passive, but an active result. "My life goal is to ride a dragon, to become my own master."
He wanted to be a king, not a vassal.
The existence of the Smoke Mission, the modern knowledge in his mind, and the upward mobility channels preserved by the social system gave him enough confidence to achieve his great goals in life.
He walked to the window, but Benedict Cumberbatch, who used to squeak and Curly Blessing on the windowsill, was no longer there. A flicker of nostalgia crossed his eyes, but it was gone in an instant.
He then turned his gaze to the distance.
Just as Curly Blessing wouldn't want to be a pet, he wouldn't want to be a servant, even a servant to a king.
I can accept being corrupted and degenerate by aristocratic life, but I will not allow myself to kneel before anyone other than heaven, earth, and my parents.
The road is winding, but the future is bright. "First, set yourself a small goal: find a secretary... cough cough, no, I mean, become a viscount!"
The chivalric system in this world has a medieval style, with lords, vassals, and land at its core. Although its social customs and cultural production are vastly different from those of medieval Europe on Earth, its productivity, centered around dragons and elves, also differs from that of Earth.
But in essence, it is a modified form of medieval European feudal serfdom.
A feudal lord established an economic system on his land that exploited and enslaved serfs, and it was an extremely cruel exploitation—serfs and freemen had almost no means of production, because the real means of production were dragons and elves, but both were firmly monopolized by the nobility.
This system is highly exploitative.
But compared to the Dark Ages, built by barbarians on the corpse of the Roman Empire, and the serfdom system in western Tibet with its legend of the "Sister Drum," the feudal serfdom system in this world was much milder.
At least serfs and commoners still had a sliver of upward mobility.
Battle Qi is like the imperial examination in ancient China—most people can't pass the imperial examination, but there are always a few commoners who can change their fate by relying on it. In this world, most people don't have enough to eat and don't have enough nutrition to cultivate battle qi, but there will always be lords who select commoners with good physical qualities to train.
With enough battle aura accumulated over generations, it's not difficult to train an Earth Knight.
With a few more generations of hard work and a bit more opportunity, one could secure a place in the nobility—this is the path the Tulip Family followed to rise to prominence. Judging from their surname, the ancestors who originally bore the surname " Tile " were probably either free men or serfs, certainly not related to nobility.
My great-grandfather was born with superhuman strength and was chosen by a nobleman to be trained as Retainer Knight, serving the newly established Sapphire Family.
He distinguished himself in several wars and was Baronet Knight, thus entering the ranks of the nobility. From then on, several generations worked hard, and by his great-great-grandfather's generation, he became Baron, and by his great-great-grandfather's generation, he became a viscount. Finally, in Leewilliam's generation, he became a duke of the Grand Duke Sapphire.
Their surname was also changed to the noble " Tulip ".
"However, while it's said to be accumulated generation after generation, it's essentially based on mutation!"
As the saying goes, the rich rely on technology, while the poor rely on mutation. This mysterious and elusive existence of fighting spirit requires the accumulation of nutrients. If you want to become stronger without nutrients, then the only option is to mutate your body.
For example, the great-grandfather of the Tulip Family had superhuman strength, which was a kind of mutation—probably just being strong, which later generations far-fetchedly attributed to superhuman strength.
"Now, I no longer need to rely on mutation; I can rely directly on technology."
Technology is nourishment, technology is a magic potion.
Upon arriving at the Flame Mushroom workshop, Liszt saw a magician smoking. "Mr. Elkeson, is my Flame Mushroom Magic Power potion finished?"
"Sorry, not yet, but I'll be done soon, it won't take long," Elkeson replied.
Liszt was slightly annoyed that Lister had the leisure to smoke instead of working, but he didn't show it. "Do you have any ready-made Magic Power potions? Give them to me first."
"Have."
He quickly brought out a large box containing Magic Power potions wrapped in strips of cloth.
Liszt unwrapped a strip of cloth containing Magic Power potion, revealing a crystal tube about the length of a thumb and the thickness of a little finger, filled with a pale red, viscous liquid.
Such a small piece should sell for at least one gold coin.
" Baron Liszt, you can try its effects. Although I'm not the designated potion maker of Tulip Castle, I'm still confident in my potion-making skills," Elkeson said smugly, flicking his cigarette ash.
Liszt nodded.
He opened the stopper of the crystal tube, used his Magic Eye to observe for a moment, then tilted his head back and drank the Magic Power potion inside in one gulp. The potion, like jelly, poured directly into his mouth, leaving not a drop.
It melts in your mouth.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a surge of Flame Magic Power rising from his stomach, impacting his limbs and bones. The entire impact lasted for a full three minutes before gradually subsiding. Liszt's eyes shone brightly; he felt his long-dormant battle qi suddenly surge upwards.
He couldn't help but exclaim, "That was so much fun!"
"I'm glad you're satisfied."
"Mr. Elkeson, then I won't disturb your work any longer. Please feel free to tell me what you need, and I will try my best to meet your needs." After saying this, Liszt took Dousen's hand, picked up a box of Magic Power potions, and returned to the castle.
Starting today, my journey as a frequent medicine user officially begins.
One day later.
Marcus, who had been away on business for several days, finally returned to Flower Town.
And he brought the news that Liszt was most concerned about. "My lord, I have not failed you!"
"So, where can I find any new varieties of Bramble?"
"I contacted Tulip Castle and Gravel Castle, but couldn't find the new variety of Bramble. Only Beer Castle on Beer Island has the new variety of Bramble. Trick Trike said he would welcome you to visit Beer Castle at any time, and Sir Aubrey also asked me to deliver a letter to you."
Aubrey is Trick's son and heir to the Beer Castle. He and Liszt became acquainted through the seafood business and had a good relationship.
Upon hearing that a new species of Bramble had appeared on Beer Island, Liszt breathed a long sigh of relief, "In that case, I need to take the Thorn Bug to Beer Island."
Marcus replied, "You can go, of course, but you don't have to. I've brought back the new variety of Bramble, which can be planted directly in Flower Town."
Liszt was very pleased with this thoughtful gesture. This was a qualified subordinate who knew how to share the burden of his leader. "Is that so? Then hurry up and plant them. The Thorn Bug's pupal stage is almost halfway through, and it urgently needs assimilation!"
A moment later.
Not far behind the castle, the new variety of Bramble had been planted. After watering and fertilizing, Liszt placed the Thorn Bug on them.