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    The blizzard beast in front of him was still very small, and Liszt didn't have the time to care for it all day. He simply converted the entertainment room into an air-conditioned room and entrusted the task of caring for the eight newborn blizzard beasts to Mrs. Mo Sen, the housekeeper, and Macy, the most attentive maid.

    Despite their small size, the blizzard beasts ate no less.

    The milk Liszt had left over for the day was barely enough for them. When they grew a bit more, he estimated that he would have to feed them with stored dry milk powder.

    After a busy day, the little blizzard beasts ate and slept, showing no signs of premature death.

    It seemed they would all grow up healthily.

    The next day, he rose early again, practicing his knightly lessons, and dragged Parris, who was getting fatter by the day, into an intense combat session. The surging battle aura pushed Parris to the point where she could hardly resist transforming before he finally ended the morning training—he had long been dissatisfied with the lazy Parris, paying her a monthly salary of one gold coin not to eat but to train.

    He said sternly, "Compared to our first combat, your strength has significantly declined. Your reactions, speed, and skills have all noticeably regressed."

    Parris panted; the combat had taken a heavy toll on her stamina: "As much as I don't want to admit it, Lord Baron, it's because your strength has been continuously improving."

    "Why do you think so?"

    "Because the flames on your sword are getting fiercer with each passing day, and your total battle aura is constantly breaking through," Parris said, although she had gained weight, her cognitive judgment had not declined.

    It was true that her strength had regressed a little; she had to admit it. The increase in weight had reduced her agility, but Liszt's progress was the main reason for the one-sided battle. Without transforming into the Black Dragon Thrall, when the light and shadow manipulation didn't work, she was completely no match for Liszt.

    Sheathing the Red Blood Sword, Liszt glanced at Parris's heaving chest.

    Liszt nodded slightly: "Battle aura training, if you don't advance, you retreat. I am indeed improving, but that's not an excuse for you to allow your strength to decline... In a few more days, even if I don't suppress your light and shadow manipulation and use a regular longsword, you still won't be my match."

    Parris, though a bit disgruntled, eventually nodded: "I understand. I will train harder to try and improve my strength so as not to fall behind you."

    Seeing the female mercenary's realization.

    Liszt patted her shoulder approvingly: "A person's greatest reliance is always on themselves, and don't forget, you should set an example for your sister." In his eyes, although Parris had experienced much hardship, she was still a young woman of twenty, still naive.

    "Hmm." Parris twisted her body, seemingly wanting to dodge Liszt's gesture but held back.

    "I'm going out. You don't need to follow me; consider these few days as your break." With that, Liszt turned and left; he had to continue patrolling the seaside to find his Song Siren.

    Watching Liszt ride away with his retinue of knights, Parris was momentarily lost in thought.

    Unconsciously touching her shoulder that had been patted, she murmured to herself: "It seems Lord Baron prefers slimmer women; I... really should eat less."

    ...

    Flower Port.

    The Flower Ship had not yet returned, and Liszt had not found the Song Siren's song either. It seemed the Song Siren was not in the waters of Flower Town.

    "I should save money to buy another sailboat and sail to Black Horse Island to search."

    He raised his hand in a wish, thinking in his heart: "According to the current ship market prices, an ordinary two-masted sailboat like the Flower Ship costs more than 500 gold coins. A better two-masted sailboat would cost over a thousand gold coins, and a superior three-masted sailboat at least two to three thousand gold coins. As for the fast court ship, it would cost at least five or six thousand gold coins."

    In terms of fixed assets, Liszt could afford a good sailboat. His fixed assets, when added together, amounted to tens of thousands of gold coins.

    Not to mention, a space gem alone was invaluable.

    However, much of his wealth was illicit, and his liquid funds were extremely scarce. The money to buy slaves was exchanged from mithril. Mithril, with its strategic value, could not be bought, and using it for gold coins was not worth it.

    "I'll just save up gold coins slowly. I have my Flower Soap, and Flower Brew is about to be launched; I'm not far from making money."

    The snowflakes continued to fall.

    The sand of the shore had all turned white.

    However, the sea had not frozen, and the waves continued to surge up and recede. The Black Dragon horse stepped slowly along the snow-covered shore. Liszt’s gaze remained fixed on the sea surface, searching for any possible sighting of the Song Demon, but the sea was pristine, not even a plank in sight.

    There were, however, some seagulls. Flocks of them skimmed the sea surface, hunting fish.

    "Perhaps I could start by purchasing some small rowboats, training the fishermen of Oyster Village to go out to sea. The seafood business has been sluggish. The sea fish and crab business should be sustainable. We could dry some fish for sale... Very few lords go out to sea for fishing these days."

    Freshwater fishing was not uncommon. While serfs didn’t dare venture into the sea, ponds and small rivers were familiar territory.

    Certain migratory fish from the sea were also frequently caught. The lamprey and the salmon, a specialty of the salmon family, were both migratory fish. People often considered these fish to be gifts from the sea, blessings of the glory of knighthood.

    There were ferocious sea monsters in the sea, yet the fish actively came ashore. If this wasn’t a gift from the sea, a blessing from knighthood, then what could it be?

    As he walked, he arrived near the beach by the fragrant coconut tree and caterpillar fungus. It was here that a ship with keel-fixing technology had been salvaged, along with five large boxes of sunken treasure. Now that he thought about it, the ship must have been from the Magic Goat family.

    The fragmented magic books were likely purchased by the Magic Goat family’s mage, and even the 36D spirit in the keel-fixing compartment was probably placed there by the mage.

    "It’s possible that Curtis Truth was behind it. She had been researching soul separation techniques, and the 36D spirit might have been a human soul she extracted."

    Curtis Truth and her ghost ship had vanished, leaving behind little of significant value for further study, except for the magic book and some puzzling items like the sheep-head flag, the figurehead, and the sapphire ring.

    Still, Liszt intended to keep the 36D spirit. One day, he might want to research lich techniques.

    There were too many unknown mysteries in this world.

    If he could live for five hundred years, he would certainly want to ride his dragon to try and understand this world—far more magnificent and fantastical than Earth.

    In the evening, Liszt finally awaited the return of the Flower Ship.

    Marcus returned with the Flower Ship. Currently, about six hundred serfs had immigrated to Black Horse Island, all engaged in the construction of Port Town.

    As there was no food supply, the Flower Ship needed to make repeated trips to transport provisions.

    "I didn’t expect that my lord had undergone such a perilous journey. There are actually ghost ships in the world, and it was the ghost ship of the long-extinct Marquis Cohen." Marcus was deeply moved, though only for a moment.

    But when he saw the eight young Storm Beasts, he was overwhelmed with excitement. "Blessings of the glory of knighthood! The future of Flower Town can be entrusted to them!"

    "Marcus teacher, the cost of raising a blizzard beast like Hiddleston is probably not much less than that of a Knight Squad. Currently, Flower Town is still financially strained, and we need to develop vigorously."

    "Yes, my lord, Flower Town alone certainly cannot afford to raise nine blizzard beasts, but we have Black Horse Island. There will be no output from Black Horse Island this year, but once the new batch of serfs arrives and the farmland is opened up, the income from Black Horse Island will be enough to support your lordship's pursuit of glory!"

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