Chapter 17 (2/2)

“Other than furs and meat, the bones and guts can be sold to stealthy sorcerers. I know where to find them. They are always collecting monster entrails and mysterious plants, although it’s hard to say how much they will offer.”

Goltai suddenly chuckled. “It’s a pity that this is a female dog. If it were a male one, it would provide great nutrition.”

Liszt said, “Then let’s skin the dog and sell it later. The guts should be marinated, too. Mr. Goltai, are there any sorcerers on Coral Island?”

“I don’t think so.”

“In that case, let’s keep the guts to ourselves, too.”

“Haha. We will all be able to enjoy it then. Praise the generous Baron Liszt!”

…

At night, a minor barbecue party was held in the castle.

The servants, the squires, Liszt, and his teachers enjoyed the delicious meat and talked about the future.

Liszt was actually not into the festivities. He was a quiet person at heart.

However, such was the castle life. Everybody needed to vent their depression now and then, and a party was the best opportunity for that.

After everybody enjoyed enough, the servants cleaned up the forks and cups, and Liszt went upstairs to the abandoned entertainment room, which had been modified into a home for the little dog. The dog would be kept here until it opened its eyes to ensure that the first creature it saw was Liszt.

So, Liszt had to wash and feed it in person.

The little dog trembled all the time, so Liszt named it Dudderson.

“Hello, Dudderson, here’s your milk.” Liszt delivered milk to Dudderson. The bag of the milk had been specifically reshaped.

Smelling the milk, the dog’s desire for food eclipsed its fear of the strange environment. Dudderson crawled over and swallowed the milk hard.

Although it was only the size of a poodle, it gulped like a wolf.

In the blink of an eye, the milk was finished.

Thanks to the milk, Dudderson grew familiar with Liszt’s scent. Liszt was now about to touch it, and it did not back off at all. One might think that Liszt was only raising a common dog instead of a monster.

“When will you open your eyes?”

As if it understood what Liszt said, Dudderson groaned.

In a trance, Liszt saw mist again. It soon changed into some words. Mission accomplished. Reward: a baby Rampant Earth Dog.

So, Dudderson is the reward. I’ve figured out the mechanism of the misty missions.

As he considered, the misty Ophidian words changed.

Mission: As an earth knight, you have to lead the charge on horseback. Please practice techniques with intermediate combat aura and become a real knight capable of fighting. Reward: a meager dragon-bred horse.

A dragon-bred horse? Liszt’s eyes glittered.