The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 865 - 0862: Kuchi and Poppy (Second Update)

Chapter 865: Chapter 0862: Kuchi and Poppy (Second Update)

“Who is the principal of the School of Moon Slayer?” Liszt asked after Hippolyta had been taken away.

“Baron Rick Footprint.”

“Rick.” Liszt remembered that Rick had been his classmate at the Knight Academy, followed him since the Fresh Flower Town era, and had been seriously injured and nearly died on his first battlefield. After that, he had lingering physical issues and started on the administrative path, “Tell Rick to educate Hippolyta well. He’s someone I’m particularly focused on.”

“Understood, Your Highness!”

As the Moon Slayer Tribe continued to be integrated, the serf population from the tribe on his territories had exceeded two hundred thousand, including as many as four thousand ancient mages. The knights, magicians, and civilians who had migrated from the Flame Territory—that is, the “Flame People”—totaled less than twenty thousand.

Such a disproportionate ratio made the rule of the Flame People perilous.

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Although, in terms of high-end combat strength, he and Ach alone were sufficient to suppress any disturbances, they couldn’t be everywhere, and stability still needed to rely on the Flame People. However, as the number of Moon Slayers increased, the control that the Flame People had over them was bound to diminish.

Given the spread of the Moon Slayers on Flame Island, there were certainly millions of them, or even tens of millions, as they were scattered throughout most of the forests on the island.

Even if they opened a Magic Gate and maximized immigration, it would be difficult for the number of Flame People to quickly rise to several hundred thousand.

The abundance of Moon Slayers and scarcity of Flame People meant that Liszt felt he had to adopt more secure means to control Flame Island. His plan was to assimilate the Moon Slayers, to integrate them into the knight system and make them loyal citizens to him. At the same time, he wanted to divide the Moon Slayers, to break their collective unity.

Standing on the castle balcony, looking at the still bright Sun that, however, provided little warmth.

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He was very clear in his mind, “Equality for everyone is not realistic, the hierarchical disparities under the knight system must be maintained, but the contradictions between the various classes could be dissolved through channels of ascent… Nobles, Flame People, Moon Slayers, these are three classes, but each class must have a route to nobility…”

His gaze shifted toward the distant plantations where a Knight Squad was patrolling. In the fields, serfs from the Moon Slayer Tribe, under the supervision of Flame People stewards, were busily turning over the soil, preparing for the upcoming spring sowing: “Especially young Moon Slayers like Hippolyta can be cultivated to join the Knight Class in appropriate numbers.”

As for the ancient mage class of the Moon Slayers, they would be broken, prohibited from killing Elf Bugs to produce Magic Dust. Indeed, Moon Slayers had no better innate magic abilities than Flame People.

Of course.

The cultivation of a Moon Slayer Knight Class still had to prioritize talent; those without talent would continue to be serfs.

“Young people are the true future candidates for knights in the Burning Legion. They will embrace the new concepts I bring, rather than continuing to adhere to the rigid knight system.”

“Angchi, Angchi, Kuchi!”

The calls of the Potato Great Spirit Kuchi interrupted Liszt’s thoughts, bringing him swiftly back to reality. He saw Kuchi pulling another Great Elf of similar height, flying toward him.

“Liszt!” Kuchi arrived at the balcony, chuckling merrily.

Kuchi, who had been captured by the Holy Tribe and had endured a miserable time until Liszt rescued him, was only then able to be completely happy. He was recently assigned by Liszt to help the newly arrived elves get accustomed to their new life at Flame Castle.

Elf Bugs had been successively rescued from various Moon Slayer Tribes.

But there were only Great Elves and Little Minor Elves, the one big and three small ones brought by Hippolyta. On the head of the Great Elf was a small tree sapling with large leaves, and hanging from it was a small bunch of bananas—it was a Banana Greater Elf. Bananas are a fruit and are much loved by Shovel-Tusked Giant Elephants.

The arrival of the Banana Greater Elf provided a stable food source for the Shovel-Tusks.

“Poppy, say… Liszt.” He teased the Great Elf, whose eyes were filled with curiosity and who was a bit shy due to the recent contract, and could not speak the Serpent Script.

Its name was Poppy.

That was the name Hippolyta had given it, and Liszt, thinking it was nice, had not changed it.

“Hippo, Poppy.” Poppy mumbled in its own language, then compelled by the contract, tried to say, “Liszt, Hippo, Te?”

“It’s Liszt.” Kuchi corrected from the side.

“Liszt, Liszt, Liszt.”

“Liszt.”

“Liszt, Liszt, Liszt.”

“Poppy is so dumb,” Kuchi mocked, then continued to correct, “Liszt, Liszt Flame, Kuchi’s Liszt!”

Poppy seemed to understand that he was being mocked and shouted angrily, “Hippolyta, Poppy.”

“Alright, go play off to the side.” Liszt didn’t care about Poppy’s learning progress, once the elves planted the cordyceps, they could do whatever they wanted; there was no real teaching purpose.

On this occasion, besides the Banana Greater Elf Poppy, there were also three Minor Elves, which were the Rafflesia Minor Elf, Silver Fan Grass Minor Elf, and Big Fluff Ball Minor Elf.

Among them, the Rafflesia is a parasitic plant that generally lives on the roots, stems, and branches of other plants, somewhat similar to mushrooms. But it’s indeed a plant, with flowers as big as a washbasin and belonging to magic potions. In other words, the Rafflesia Minor Elf is a magic potion type of Minor Elf, highly valuable.

The only downside is that it’s difficult to cultivate, requiring it to parasitize a large tree.

Silver Fan Grass is an ornamental plant, its mature fruit looks like silver coins or small silver fans. Big Fluff Ball is also an ornamental plant, related to onions but of a different family, with a plant stalk in the middle that grows a cylindrical, nearly man-high flower stalk topped with a purple onion flower ball, which is quite interesting.

The value of these two Minor Elves has yet to be discovered.

Furthermore, there’s no need to mention the two Elf Bugs—up to now, the Elf Bugs rescued from the Moon Slayer Tribe have exceeded forty, and most have not shown any value.

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In Coral Island, within a small tavern near the docks of Fresh Flower Town.

Two guests dressed as merchants were sitting in the corner of the tavern, quietly speaking with each other.

“Did you find out everything?”

“Did you bring the Gold Coins?”

“Don’t worry, you won’t be short on money, here you go!”

“Hehe, with Gold Coins, everything is easy to discuss… It’s all clear, that knight returns to Black Horse Island two to three times a week, the timing isn’t fixed, but the pattern remains mostly the same. The other magician has never appeared, staying on Flame Island and not returning.”

“What’s his mount, and what does he do every time he returns?”

“The mount hasn’t been spotted, but each time he transports a batch of goods, sometimes it’s food, but that’s hard to inquire about. Moreover, he always stays a night at Thorn Castle and leaves the next day. I didn’t dare to ask too much; I’m still unclear on the specifics of how the goods are transported.”

“Keep digging, I want to have a clearer grasp of that knight’s whereabouts!”

“Hehe, Black Horse Island has strict household registration management. I’m risking being hanged to get this information for you. If you want me to continue investigating, you’ll need to pay more!”

“As long as the information is valuable, remember, money is not an issue!”

Moments later, the two merchants took their leave, each departing Fresh Flower Town after purchasing a batch of goods—one heading towards Black Horse Island, the other towards Coral City.

The merchant heading to Coral City arrived at the docks, then immediately penned a letter and handed it over to another merchant to take along, sailing all the way to the Eagle Kingdom. Eventually, the letter arrived at a majestic castle, near which, on a mountainside not far from the castle, a Bronze Dragon was deep in sleep.

The castle’s master opened the letter, expressionless as he read its contents, then burned the letter.

Sitting in silence in a chair, it was a long while before he quietly murmured, “Liszt Flame… The humiliation you’ve inflicted on me, I will return it tenfold, just wait…”

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