Chapter 402: Blizzardmon’s Rebellion

"Jie La, stop it!"

Liszt shouted to stop the still mischievous Jie La, then pulled off the green thorn seedlings from Loki's head before the thorns could grow.

The green glow on its head vanished instantly.

Loki, confused, let out a meaningless squawk: "Cluck!"

They continued on their way.

Tom Hiddleston Avenue had been repaired to be even smoother, with increasingly lush apple orchards on both sides. Since they were transplanted this year, there were no apples yet. But the apple tree was already covered with small green apples, clearly showing that it had at least doubled in size.

The branches and leaves spread out, casting a cool shade.

Under the tree, tables, benches, and rocking chairs were neatly arranged.

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

Jie La flew to the apple tree, clutching a green apple and shaking it. The apple didn't fall, but it had clearly become Jie La's toy, as it liked to swing from it like a swing.

Soon, they arrived at the castle gate.

The housekeeper, Carter, was leading all the servants of the castle, divided into men and women standing on both sides of the gate. Watching the tall and handsome Liszt dismount from the chocobo, he immediately stepped forward and said in his familiar deep, metallic voice, "Welcome home, Master."

Mrs. Mossen, representing the maids, also smiled and said, "Welcome home, Master."

"Yes, I'm home."

He had wanted to express more of his triumphant emotions, but a burst of barking interrupted the atmosphere. Eight large, shiny black dogs rushed over, pouncing towards Hiddleston and Liszt: "Woof woof!"

It was the eight little ones.

After more than a month apart, the blizzard beasts had grown a lot, now larger than big wolfhounds.

"Woof woof!" Hiddleston, perhaps because of the long separation, wasn't very welcoming to his sons and barked a few times to drive them away.

On the other side, Tupo arrived late, calling out to Hiddleston: "Woof woof!"

Hiddleston immediately rushed over enthusiastically, mingling with Tupo, wagging his tail happily. Now, whether it was Tupo or the eight little ones, they could all move freely.

"Storm, Flame, Rock, Wave, Thunder, Light, Ice, Shadow, line up!" Liszt ordered with a stern face.

However, the eight little ones were too busy playing around, completely ignoring his command.

They even started barking at the chocobo, Loki, trying to attack this long-legged, long-necked, big fat bird. Loki hopped around, avoiding the entanglement of the eight little ones.

"Cluck!"

"Cluck!"

The scene was chaotic, with chickens scattering and dogs darting around, completely ruining the triumphant atmosphere that had just been created. The servants hurriedly tried to stop the eight little ones, but with so many people around today, the eight little ones were a bit too excited and couldn't be restrained.

Even one of them, Wave, opened its mouth and spat out a rock spike, attacking Loki.

Loki was good at running but not at fighting, so it could only passively endure the attack: "Cluck!"

At the critical moment.

Liszt shouted with a gloomy face, "Hiddleston!"

Hiddleston instantly left Tupo and rushed over, "Woof woof!"

"Take down these eight mad dogs for me!" Liszt made a subduing gesture, which immediately made Hiddleston understand what it needed to do.

Turning around, it swiftly pounced on the most boisterous one, Waves, slapping it and sending it tumbling. After stopping, it lay on the ground, whimpering, too scared to move.

After subduing Waves, Hiddleston continued to violently subdue Rock, Light, and Snow, finally making the eight little ones behave, all lying on the ground not daring to move—they still had obedience to Hiddleston, a blood relationship, and fear of the stronger among their kind.

"Someone, tie up these eight mad dogs, plus Tupo, and take them to their respective kennels," Liszt said somewhat angrily. "Not training for over a month has completely disrupted their behavior. It seems the castle has been significantly troubled by them during this time. Mr. Carter, has anyone been injured because of them?"

After all, they are blizzard beasts; once they go mad, they are hard to control.

When he set out on the expedition, Liszt thought his training had been effective, and the eight little ones would listen to the servants who raised them. Now it seems, that was not the case. Mr. Carter sighed, "Today is the day of your triumphant return, we didn't expect to report these things. In fact, the second week after you left, the eight baby blizzard beasts became somewhat restless. In the following two weeks, they gradually learned to release rock spikes, making them very difficult to manage."

Thus, the eight blizzard beasts were locked in their kennels and not let out.

But a few days ago, they successfully escaped and began to rampage around the castle. Yesterday, they even rushed into the town's residential area and injured several people.

"Barton the stableman was pierced in the calf by a rock spike. Although he survived, one of his legs is permanently disabled. Several members of the town patrol were also injured and became disabled. If it weren't for the magician Cris Truth stepping in, more people might have been injured."

"My mistake," Liszt sighed heavily. "Ensure Barton and the injured patrol members are well compensated; do not be stingy. List all damages caused by the blizzard beasts outside the castle, and ensure the castle directly compensates for them. Also, build a separate shed for Loki."

"Yes, my lord."

He then turned to Gort and other officials, "I'm quite tired today; the banquet will proceed as usual, with no official business discussed. You organize the affairs of Flower Town and report to me in detail tomorrow... Also, prepare to raise four thousand gold coins, I urgently need them."

Three days later, it will be the day of his promotion to viscount.

Starting from viscount, he officially joins the ranks of middle nobility. At this time, the finances of the castle and the territory need to be gradually separated to prevent accounting chaos—because a viscount has the power to enfeoff nobles, which is equivalent to establishing a simple bureaucratic system.

Gort responded, "As you wish, my lord!"

"Then everyone disperse, I will feast and chat with you all about the Iron Horse Island campaign at the banquet," Liszt directly dismissed everyone, ready to put aside all troubles and rest for a while.

After ensuring all the blizzard beasts were locked in their kennels and Loki had adjusted to the new environment, he entered the castle.

Mrs. Mossen handed him a cup of brewed milk tea.

He drank it all in one go.

The familiar taste and feeling quickly soothed his frustration over the rebellion of the eight little ones. He originally planned to retreat to the study to adapt to life back in Flower Town through contemplation. But he soon remembered he hadn't yet visited the mermaid Acheronides to complete his task.

So he mounted Loki and quickly headed to the seaside.

The seaside villa had been well taken care of. He entered the room and blew the horn.

There was no response for a long time.

Acheronides probably wasn't nearby, possibly having swum to other places: "I'll come back tonight."

...

Not finding Acheronides, Liszt went straight to the magic workshop. His potions were running out and needed replenishing, otherwise, his potion-taking process would be interrupted.

Although interrupting for a while wouldn't cause much of a problem, he still hoped his cultivation path could be as perfect as possible.

"Lord Baron, congratulations on your victorious return," said Cris Truth, the head of the magic workshop, who had grown accustomed to life in Flower Town. The delicious and abundant food had made her slightly plump.

Liszt smiled slightly, "It was just a battle destined to be won."

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