Chapter 222 Have You Heard of Dragon’s Minion?

The strategy of advancing when the enemy retreats is to make a loud noise when you are in the right and the other party is in the wrong, but it should be moderate; otherwise, if they get provoked, they might resort to violence.

"If I have offended you, Baron, I apologize." Swan's face was obscured by a veil, making her expression unclear, but her eyes avoided meeting Liszt’s gaze, "But I must take my sister with me. If I heard correctly, you do not oppose family reunions."

"Do you really have a sister who was sold to Flower Town, or are you here with ill intentions?" Liszt gauged the situation and gave the other party a way out.

Swan took the opportunity to respond, "Do you think I would come to such a remote island nation, on a remote island, to a remote town, with ill intentions?"

Liszt pointed to a few rest rooms on the training ground, "Let's talk in the rest room."

The male servant Thomas added wood to the stove in the rest room, then stood up and left, standing guard outside the door with Hiddleston. Inside, only Liszt and Swan sat by the fireplace.

"Flower Town is my territory, and you are the first uninvited guest in the castle. I will provisionally believe that you are here to find your sister. Then, why did you sneak into my study and spy on me?"

"I said before, I originally planned to kill the lord who sold the serfs and then take my sister away," Swan spoke calmly, seeing the disbelief on Liszt’s face, she added, "Don’t look at me like that. Once my power is unleashed, even your father, the Sea Wave Sword Saint Lee William, couldn’t stop me."

Liszt was genuinely surprised, "Are you a Sky Knight or a Great Mage?"

If she were truly that powerful, his so-called strategy would be walking a tightrope. Fortunately, he glanced at Hiddleston outside the door and managed to calm down.

"Neither," Swan suddenly smiled lightly, with a teasing tone, "Have you heard of a Dragon Changer?"

"A Dragon Changer?"

Liszt had never heard of it.

Swan smiled again, this time with a more mocking flavor, but it seemed to be self-deprecating.

She reined in her smile and continued, "I saw my sister in the kitchen; she seems quite happy here and even praised you in private. So, I went upstairs to see what kind of lord could earn the genuine praise of his people. I intended to leave after a quick look, but you uncovered my invisibility spell."

She had indeed harbored murderous thoughts, though she abandoned them.

Liszt still felt uncomfortable inside, unsure if she was telling the truth. Fortunately, as an adult soul, he could control his emotions and responded magnanimously, "So, it was just a misunderstanding. Now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, which maid in the castle is your sister?"

"Maggie, she is training outside."

"So, it’s Maggie, the young girl." Liszt breathed a sigh of relief. At least it seemed they had reached an understanding. He called out to the door, "Thomas, tell Rom to bring a young girl named Maggie here."

"Yes, sir."

A short while later, Rom brought Maggie in.

Maggie curiously glanced at Swan, then greeted Liszt, "Sir, what do you need?"

Liszt waved Rom away and looked at Swan, gesturing for her to speak first.

Swan nodded, indicating she would speak.

Taking a deep breath, she reached up and pulled off her veil, revealing a beautiful face. By Liszt’s standards, on a scale of ten, she would score an 8.5. Her face and features were delicate, but a few freckles marred her beauty.

Such a face was not a surprise, but it certainly didn’t disappoint.

As soon as she removed her veil, Maggie’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Until Swan spoke, using Wind Speech, "Maggie..."

"Sister!" Maggie also called out in Wind Speech.

Then the two embraced tightly.

It was a touching scene.

But Liszt was speechless, "Can someone translate for me? I understood that Maggie called her sister, but what did Swan say?"

Watching the sisters, who seemed to have endless things to say, all in Wind Speech, he regretted not inviting old Grandet over. Without a translator, he had no idea what they were saying.

But soon,

Whatever Swan said, Maggie suddenly hesitated, speaking hesitantly.

Liszt quickly interjected, "Maggie, what is your sister saying?"

"Sister hopes... I go with her... home," Maggie explained haltingly in Serpent Tongue, "But, sir, Mrs. Harriet is my mother now."

Swan also switched to Serpent Tongue, "But I am your sister, your real sister. Mrs. Harriet is only your contractual mother."

"I..." Maggie stammered, unable to continue.

Liszt immediately called out, "Thomas, please ask Mrs. Harriet and Mr. Harriet to come here."

He then said to Swan, "You are Maggie’s sister, and no one can change that, but I think we should inform Mrs. Harriet. She genuinely considers Maggie her daughter."

Swan gave Maggie a long, deep look and slowly nodded.

The atmosphere became silent. Neither Swan nor Maggie spoke, and Liszt maintained a smile. When Maggie glanced at him, his smile grew warmer, clearly showing that the young maid had grown fond of Flower Town and did not want to leave with her sister.

It wasn’t long before the Harriets, including their son and daughter-in-law, arrived.

Mrs. Harriet, who had been hinted at by old Grandet, appeared with tears in her eyes, "Maggie, my daughter, oh God, are you leaving me?"

Maggie lowered her head, ashamed yet touched, "No, Mom."

Mrs. Harriet hugged Maggie tightly, "Really? You won’t leave Mom? That’s great. Oh, this is your sister, the mage sister you mentioned?"

"Yes, she is my sister, Parris."

"Great Mage, please accept my respects," Mrs. Harriet hurriedly bowed.

Swan didn’t know what to say. She was only nineteen this year, the same age as Lvera, and could only nod, "Yes, I am Maggie’s sister, Parris, but I am not a mage."

"Ah, Lady Parris, I have no objection to you taking Maggie with you, but truly, I will miss her dearly. I have always wished for a daughter. I heard that Maggie’s birth parents have passed away—I apologize for bringing this up—but I hope to fulfill my duty as a mother and care for Maggie as she grows."

Mrs. Harriet, who ran the general store, was quite the talker, rambling on and on. This made Swann, or rather, Parris, feel as though taking Maggie away would be a crime.

Liszt stood to the side, maintaining a smile.

In his heart, he thought: "Parris, a fine name. If her background is clean and her strength is as great as she claims, keeping her around might not be a bad idea… Still, what exactly is a Dragon Acolyte? Such a mysterious profession. I’ll need to ask her more about it later."

Now, the issue was no longer how to recruit Parris, but whether he was willing to do so.