The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

Now on Coral Island, Liszt could go wherever he wanted without anyone being able to stop him, especially when it was a return to his own territory. Declining the banquet invitations from his noble colleagues, he led Retainer Knights directly to Fresh Flower Town at a fast pace.

The significantly grown Landwalker bird Loki finally had the chance to fully release itself.

"Take Douson and the Eight Tiny Ones back to Fresh Flower Town, I'll go ahead alone, no need to follow me!" he instructed the Retainers and servants, then calmed the Blizzard Beasts and mounted Loki, who started running like the wind.

"Faster, Loki!"

"Clatter!"

The intelligent Landwalker bird understood many of Liszt's commands. Immediately it broke into a sprint, its approximately 1.7 meters tall legs were like stilts, exceptionally stable, and even when running so fast that only the afterimages of its legs were visible, it still remained unruffled.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The wind howled past his ears.

By Liszt's estimation, Loki's speed at the moment was at least over 300 kilometers per hour because it had been only twenty minutes since they left Tulip Castle before they saw a small town on the outskirts of North Valley City—a distance of less than a hundred kilometers from Tulip Castle to North Valley City.

"Originally, when Loki did not use magic, its top speed was 200 kilometers per hour, and it could only maintain that for ten minutes; now it can reach 300 kilometers per hour and sustain it for twenty minutes," Liszt silently calculated as he watched Loki, whose speed had noticeably decreased as it reached its physical limits.

He let Loki rest for a while in the small woods beside the road.

Gave it some wheat grains and water.

After a quarter of an hour, Loki started clattering again, announcing that its strength had been restored. Liszt then continued to ride it to complete other data measurements.

A vertical leap from a standstill measured six meters high and thirty-five meters in length.

A sprinting leap reached eight and a half meters high and ninety meters long.

Such data were already impeccable. However, when Liszt permitted Loki to use the Light Body Skill, its statistics became even more astonishing—the running speed peaked at 500 kilometers per hour, like a flash of lightning, Loki swiftly traveled from North Valley City to Fresh Flower Town.

They stopped by the edge of the Thorn Forest at Thorn Ridge.

During the sprint leap, the height reached a staggering twenty meters, with the horizontal span exceeding two hundred meters—it almost looked like low-altitude flying.

"Sky Knights can soar a hundred meters into the sky, Loki is slightly behind, but its speed is faster; it's almost my perfect mount... If only it could fly, it's a pity those long wings still haven't learned how to fly," Liszt thought proudly, yet with a hint of regret.

The inability to fly was always a flaw.

When he rode Loki onto Douson Avenue, the Patrol Team quickly spotted him, and the news swiftly spread throughout the town. At the Castle gates, Butler Carter was already hurriedly leading the servants to welcome the master's return.

"Welcome home, master."

"It's been a while, Mr. Carter, Mrs. Morson, and all you ladies and gentlemen," Liszt greeted the servants with a smile.

He handed over Loki to be led away for feeding and entered the Castle while chatting with Butler Carter.

Without any delay, he headed straight for the Worm Room.

"Woah!"

"Woah!"

Jela, already aware through Mind Connection that Liszt was home, flew out, shouting at Liszt—it was unsatisfied with Liszt's lengthy absence, though amidst the displeasure was joy for his return.

"Jela, it's been a while."

He patted the small thorns on Jela's head and settled it onto his shoulder.

Then he saw the Corn Grass Bugs in the Fat Pupa Stage that had been carefully protected. The originally greenish-yellow bugs had now turned grey-yellow, their skins dull and motionless.

But Liszt could sense the strong vitality throbbing beneath their skin.

He cast his Eye of Magic, and saw the chaotic magic power suddenly boil like water, continuously forming bubbles. Bubbles burst one after another, followed by indescribable changes in nature. The Corn Grass Bug, already huge in its Fat Pupa Stage, also swelled up in an instant.

Excitement flowed from it, deeply affecting Liszt's emotions.

Butler Carter stood behind him, witnessing the transformation, and exclaimed, "Master, has it evolved successfully?"

"Yes, Jela's birth was just like this!" Liszt said with a radiant smile, truly a complete surprise; his Corn Grass Bug had started its final evolution just as he returned.

Time trickled by.

The Corn Grass Bug had grown as thick as a calf's leg.

And then.

As if sensing something, he suddenly widened his pupils and saw the Corn Grass Bug's grayish-yellow skin turn pale and suddenly split open. A tender, pale yellow little hand emerged from beneath the skin, followed by an arm, and then a plump little head poked out.

There was also a small corn cob on top of its head.

The exquisitely beautiful Minor Elf had revealed its face.

With curiosity about the world, it looked around and finally fixed its gaze on Liszt, opened its little mouth, and cried out crisply, "Chirp." Its cry, different from Jela's clearer sound, was somewhat similar to Nami's delicate voice.

"Wow!"

Jela, seeing the newborn Minor Elf, quickly flew up, wanting to pounce towards it.

But Liszt grabbed her and placed her on a table beside him, issuing a "do not move" command, and she pursed her lips in disappointment.

Afterward.

Liszt smiled and waved at the newborn Minor Elf.

The Corn Minor Elf then crawled out from the ruined skin, its chubby body wobbled, and a pair of transparent wings unfolded, it took flight, circling the room once before landing on Liszt's palm: "Chirp."

The husk the Corn Grass Bug left behind.

Before Liszt could touch it, it turned to dust and vanished without a trace.

"Such a gentle Minor Elf, I can feel your tranquil heart," he mused, looking at his third Minor Elf, his emotions brimming, "Mr. Carter, look, isn't it incredibly beautiful?"

"Yes, Master, it's unbelievably beautiful; I feel so fortunate to have witnessed the birth of a new Minor Elf in my lifetime," Mr. Carter said, his voice choked with emotion. The birth of the Thorn Minor Elf was a surprise, the Mangrove Minor Elf he had only heard about, apparently, it was reared outside.

Now this Corn Minor Elf, he had witnessed its entire birth process.

He regarded Liszt as his dearest person, happy for Liszt's growth, and he couldn't help but shed tears of joy for Liszt having a new Minor Elf.

"Wow!"

Jela cried out from the table.

But neither Liszt nor Carter paid attention to it, still admiring the pale yellow, incredibly beautiful Corn Minor Elf—it should be called the Corn Grass Minor Elf, but following the successive births of Stick Corn, Oil Corn, and Corn, "Corn" had become a large family.

This year's harvest of Grain Corn, Oil Corn, and Stick Corn seeds had already been saved, waiting for extensive promotion and cultivation in the next spring planting season.

Though their effects were yet unclear, there was no doubt that all three types of corn were excellent.

Even if the variety wasn't great, the Corn Grass itself was high-quality forage.

The Corn Minor Elf had significant value.

Carter quietly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and composed himself before asking, "Master, have you decided on a name for it?"