Chapter 420 Emily’s Pony

Arriving at the cornfield, Liszt saw the corn stalks with blooming tassels. At the top of the stalks, which were as tall as a person, there was indeed a large, fluffy tassel.

In the vision of the Magic Eye, there was no sign of magic power. This was not the emergence of a spirit bug, but simply a mutation of the corn stalks.

"The hint from the smoke mission is about grain mutation, referring to this tassel on the corn stalks?" he pondered, observing the mutation of the corn stalks, which didn't seem to be evolving into the corn he had hoped for. "It seems more like it's evolving into red sorghum?"

Honestly, the patch of corn stalks in front of him looked a lot like sorghum.

Except that the tassels of the corn stalks were yellow.

"Carefully protect this patch of corn stalks, do not harvest them, wait until they mature to figure out what's going on," Liszt instructed before leaving the cornfield.

Whether the corn stalks had mutated into corn or sorghum still needed time to verify, but he felt a bit disappointed, as sorghum is not a high-yield crop.

He was still hoping for corn cobs.

However, there was still hope: "Once I plan the industry transition, there are new mutant varieties of corn stalks waiting, perhaps this is the corn cob."

Returning to the castle,

Good news arrived right away. Barton, the one-eyed man, was responsible for the delivery, helping the Fire Dragon mare give birth to a healthy foal. It was a male foal, with a black and red coat, looking quite spirited, though still very weak and trembling as it walked.

"My lord, this foal comes from excellent stock; it's truly remarkable. It has its mother's quiet agility and its father's strong physique. It will surely grow into an outstanding warhorse," Barton said excitedly.

"Very good!"

Liszt, equally excited, reached out to touch the foal hiding beside the Fire Dragon mare. Although he no longer needed such a mixed-breed horse, warhorses were undoubtedly a nobleman's treasure. There were no large-scale horse farms on Coral Island, and a qualified warhorse required several gold coins to purchase.

However, it was worth celebrating that in the Iron Horse Island battle, many knights had upgraded their horses—they couldn't take the spoils of war, but no one could stop them from upgrading their gear.

It could be said that the knights under Liszt, whether Earth Knights or squire knights, had all accumulated a set of high-quality steel armor and robust warhorses from the battlefield.

These equipments were not counted in the military merits, belonging to the knights' own private distributable property.

"Barton, take good care of it, and other mares will also give birth. These foals need to be taken care of properly," Liszt instructed.

But Barton said, "My lord, you should arrange for knights to come and train these foals as soon as possible."

"Train it now? It's too young. Wait until it's two or three years old to start training."

"My lord, actually the most suitable time to train a foal is right after birth. The first few months of a foal's life are the most crucial for its development. Before I ended up in the Sapphire Duchy, I started raising horses, and saw many knights from the mainland like to train foals right after birth."

"Is that so?" Liszt was a bit surprised; he hadn't heard of such a thing.

For knights, with mana, any wild horse can be tamed, so they rarely systematically train horses. Just like Liszt tamed the Black Dragon and Lightning, he rode them, broke them in, and gradually built a decent relationship.

However, Barton's opinion was also a reference.

Training a foal early on helps it get used to human interaction, so he planned to give this foal to his only female follower—the girl Emily to train.

"My lord, can I have this foal?" Emily, back from training at the knight's square, was called to the castle stables and asked excitedly.

Liszt nodded: "Of course, you can try to tame it. By the time it grows up, you will be about the right age to charge."

He had been keeping an eye on Emily's cultivation, and found that she was indeed exceptionally talented. Compared to Parris's sister Maggie, her progress was quite terrifying, already far ahead of Maggie—this was even with Parris desperately helping her sister, providing her with a lot of meat, even some blizzard beast meat.

Therefore, Liszt was increasingly looking forward to Emily's future.

Perhaps he could really cultivate a female Sky Knight as his follower, which felt pretty cool when he thought about it.

"Thank you, my lord. Emily pledges her life to serve you!" With her beloved foal, Emily's young face was serious.

"I accept your loyalty, Emily," Liszt said with a smile.

That afternoon, Emily stayed in the stable to bond with the foal instead of going home. She even named the foal Sara—a nice name.

There wasn’t much to see in a little girl training a horse.

Liszt went back to the castle and made himself a cup of tea.

As he was about to relax with a book, the housekeeper, Carter, knocked and came in: "My lord, Advisor Gort is here with the town officials to report on their work."

"Is today the day for work updates?" Liszt pulled out a schedule from his desk and glanced at it.

The schedule was written in bold ink.

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6:00 AM to 6:30 AM—Get up and get ready.

6:30 AM to 7:30 AM—Walk and feed the dog, birds, and horses.

7:30 AM to 8:00 AM—Have breakfast.

8:00 AM to 10:00 AM—Train in mana skills on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Sundays; practice archery on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays.

10:00 AM to 11:30 AM—Train Hiddleston and the eight others.

11:30 AM to 12:30 PM—Have lunch.

12:30 PM to 1:00 PM—Read, have tea, and relax.

1:00 PM to 1:30 PM—Take a short nap.

1:30 PM to 3:30 PM—Read on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Sundays; check on the territory on Tuesdays and Saturdays; hear reports from officials on Thursdays.

3:30 PM to 4:00 PM—Play piano.

4:00 PM to 6:00 PM—Take medicine and train in mana.

6:00 PM to 7:30 PM—Free time, with occasional combat practice.

7:30 PM to 8:30 PM—Have dinner.

8:30 PM to 9:30 PM—Enjoy the sea view from the beach villa.

9:30 PM to 10:30 PM—Read, have tea, and reflect on the day.

10:30 PM to 6:00 AM the next day—Sleep.

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Most of the time, he followed this schedule. Though the timing wasn’t always exact, and interruptions were common. The days he strictly followed the schedule were few and far between.

He put the schedule back and said, "Then show them into the study."

"Yes, my lord."

A series of footsteps followed as Gort and the officials filed into the study, each finding a seat. Half an hour was enough for them to report on their respective responsibilities—in fact, there were no major issues, as political matters were often discussed during daily dinners.

Then, Liszt brought up the topic he had prepared: "What are your thoughts on the industrial transfer from Flower Town to Black Horse Island?"

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