Chapter 20 (1/2)

Seeing off the exhausted Marcus, Liszt dropped his irrelevant thoughts. One of the responsibilities of nobles was to expand their connections, and the Taros were an important connection for him. However, he was not a diplomatic guy; he preferred to stay in his own territory.

I’d better practice the techniques and accomplish the misty missions first.

He opened Furious Fire first. The book taught ways to build up the fire-natured combat aura and powerful techniques with both texts and illustrations. Furious Fire highlighted area attacks.

Area attacks are more suitable for the battlefield. However, shouldn’t my knights lead the charge for me while I command them from behind?

Thinking about that, Liszt opened Dragon Drill.

The book focused on one-on-one battles and was not suitable for a battlefield. Liszt soon decided to practice Dragon Drill. He was more worried about assassinations than he was about wars. So, the second technique was better.

It’s decided then… I could still take a look at Furious Fire when I have more time.

No techniques were significantly better than others in this world. Talent and personal understanding mattered most.

A civilian could turn into a great expert, and the son of a great expert might be unremarkable.

…

The next day, Liszt practiced Dragon Drill and waited for the merchant caravans to come.

Three days passed quickly.

The rain stopped.

Good news came nonstop.

The peanut insect in Peanuton was about to mature. Carl Hammer reported excitedly, “My lord, the bud on the peanut has a slit that reveals a pink peanut insect. It will wake up soon and is already shivering.”

“Is that so? I’ll go there!”

By the time Liszt arrived, the bud had entirely blossomed. A plump pink elvish insect was crawling on the wormgrass with infinite curiosity about the world.

The farmers of Peanuton watched the insect curiously and nervously.

Liszt spread the jade powder he carried before the insect. The insect sniffed and soon began to devour it. After the powder was finished, the insect wriggled to Liszt’s finger, feeding on the powder there.

Then, he felt a slight pain as the peanut insect bit his finger.

That moment, a mental connection was established between Liszt and the peanut insect. It was a contract of service that was born with the elvish insects.

“Come with me, little buddy.”

Liszt put the elvish insect in a jade box and planned to feed it in his castle while leaving the wormgrass in Peanuton.

“Here’s the fifth elvish insect. There will be a harvest in Peanuton soon.” Feeling happy, Liszt reminded Old George, “Old George, take good care of the wormgrass. Don’t forget irrigation and fertilization. The more you fertilize the peanuts, the more you will harvest.”

“Rest assured, my lord, we will definitely water and fertilize the peanuts frequently as you instructed!”

He collected the peanut insect.

Another good thing happened. The baby Rampant Earth Dog in the castle finally opened its eyes on the seventh day and saw Liszt. It lunged at him and rubbed against his pants intimately.

“Dudderson, you have to live outside of the castle from now on.”

Pulling the rope on Dudderson’s neck, Liszt summoned Thomas.