The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

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It is commonly believed that the lifespan of a dragon is one thousand years.

As for whether this is credible, Liszt has no way to discern the truth and can only tentatively believe that this information is real. Before the age of one hundred years, a dragon is considered young, from one hundred to eight hundred years old a dragon is adult, and after eight hundred years old, it becomes an elderly dragon. Elderly dragons leave their living area to fly to the Valley of Dragons.

What he can discern now is that dragons do not necessarily die in the Valley of Dragons—an Evil Dragon could be killed by a Dragon Slayer. The Fire Dragon of Black Horse Island belongs to the Evil Dragons, and its death was mysterious; it may not have died of old age but possibly was murdered.

Then again, even if a dragon dies, it seems to be capable of resurrection, its life appearing to be a cycle of rebirth.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Raising a dragon really costs a fortune, but now I'm wondering, those Evil Dragons that no one rears, what did they eat to grow up when they were young?" Liszt was full of doubts. Asking the Little Fire Dragon was obviously not going to provide answers, as smart as it is. It only knows what to eat and what not to let people ride.

In the Maple Leaf Duchy's Red Maple Mountain, there resides a Light Dragon.

When the Light Dragon came to Red Maple Mountain and what it ate to grow into an adult, an invincible adult dragon, even the people of the Maple Leaf Duchy do not know.

There are some other places that seem to be inhabited by Evil Dragons, which occasionally invade human towns.

In the depiction of Knight's Novels, Evil Dragons snatch humans' riches, eat people, and livestock. However, no author describes where these Evil Dragons came from; they are usually the protagonist, the righteous knight who passes by somewhere, hears about people being threatened by an Evil Dragon, or a Noble being coerced by one.

Then the protagonist steps in to help, eliminating the Evil Dragon.

In the end, they win the beauty and return home.

The Dragon Rearing Manual that the Marquis of the Bull often consulted does not record anything about young dragons. It seems that young dragons are a vacuum zone—All dragons that humans have contact with are adult dragons, and the dragons raised by various countries are also adult dragons. As if the dragons ridden by Dragon Knights are all adult dragons.

"There must be Dragon Knights who have found young dragons and then established a companionship to succeed in Dragon Riding... Just I do not know why they chose to conceal the information about young dragons," Liszt looked at the clear flame pattern on his chest in the mirror, frowning, "Perhaps... they have the same idea as me?"

He dares not reveal that he has a young dragon.

Other Dragon Knights might also dare not expose themselves during the young dragon stage—But why still not disclose the situation of the young dragons after they become adults?

"Perhaps it's not that no one has disclosed it, but the information about dragons has been hidden by the dragon-rearing families?"

This thought made more sense, after all, families that own dragons certainly would not want those without dragons to get them, they would undoubtedly want to monopolize the dragons of this world.

The Little Fire Dragon in the mirror yawned and then started to cry out "oh ho," "oh ho"—it was hungry.

Liszt ignored it.

This Little Fire Dragon had too strong a digestive ability; in the few days since its return, he had already secretly fed it more than a dozen cows. But one cow only kept it full for four hours. After four hours, on time, it would cry "oh ho" out of hunger, sometimes even waking Liszt up in the middle of the night to eat a cow.

Gradually, Liszt discovered that it would cry out, but it was fine even if not fed for half a day.

So he consciously controlled the Little Fire Dragon's eating time, a pity though, he could control it from eating cows, but he couldn't stop it from consuming magic potions.

Every day it consumed five times the amount of Magic Potion that Liszt used for practice, and if not given, it could whine all day long. With such a consumption rate, Liszt simply couldn't afford it—Even after advancing to a Sky Knight, even though the loss rate of Dragon Dou Qi was slow and with the diminishment from "Breath Decay", he still needed a huge amount of Magic Potion.

He and the Little Fire Dragon combined were equivalent to the consumption of six Sky Knights taking Magic Potion together.

Even a regular Marquis Family could not easily provide for six Sky Knights to consume Magic Potion together. Not to mention that Liszt was only a Viscount, with his territory just beginning to be developed.

It was unimaginable how to meet such an enormous consumption of Magic Potion.

I don't even know what wild Little Fire Dragons eat to grow up.

Since increasing revenue wasn't working out, the only option was to cut costs, and after much deliberation, it seemed that controlling the Little Fire Dragon's food intake was the key — providing it with more inexpensive meats and reducing its dependency on magic potions.

"The Little Fire Dragon might suffer from malnutrition..." he said with a self-mocking laugh, "but what else can be done, given that its rider is about to change his name to Liszt Jones..."

Jones would be penniless!

There was a twinge of guilt.

Thankfully, he knew how to comfort himself, "Since it won't let me ride it anyway, why should I worry about feeding it till it's full, hehe."

After lifting his spirits, he soothed the Little Fire Dragon's roaring and dressed himself. He walked to the window and gazed at the apple tree sprouting new leaves outside, lost in thought.

Knock knock knock.

A knocking at the door.

Butler Carter's voice came from outside, "My lord."

Liszt didn't turn around, simply responding, "Come in."

Once Carter entered, he asked, "Is Mrs. Morson feeling better now?"

"After taking the Serpent Blood Fruit Potion, her fever has subsided, and she has just gone to sleep," Carter replied.

Just a while ago, Mrs. Morson had probably caught a fever. The local folk healer's treatments were futile. In the end, Liszt had to make a decision and, according to the prescription detailed in "Aris's True Herb Classification" related to Serpent Blood Fruit, prepared the Serpent Blood Fruit Potion.

After Mrs. Morson took it, her condition quickly improved.

Not only is Serpent Blood Fruit effective in treating snake venom, but as recorded in "Aris's True Herb Classification", it also has healing effects on many common illnesses.

Now, looking back, the decision to desperately kill the Six-Headed King Serpent and use its blood to irrigate the four Serpent Blood Fruit Bugs was indeed useful. Turning them into commonly used potions could save many sick serfs' lives — in this world, the normal mortality rate of serfs was not low, with most dying of illnesses.

Once the production cost of the Serpent Blood Fruit Potion could be lowered, it would definitely form a profitable industry.

However, since commoners couldn't afford expensive medical fees, and Liszt's conscience wouldn't allow him to sell the potion at a high price, being able to make a slight profit above cost without wasting the effects of the Serpent Blood Fruit Bugs was already enough.

"Mr. Carter, tell Mrs. Morson to rest assured, take her time to recover, and no longer toil over the castle's affairs. Her most important task right now is to get well," he instructed.

Carter said with a smile, "My lord, I'm afraid the thing Mrs. Morson misses the most is not being able to brew the milk tea for you anymore."

"Indeed, Maisie's brew has a touch less finesse, it's not quite as exquisite and well-balanced as Mrs. Morson's milk tea, where the aroma of the black tea fruit and the scent of milk blend perfectly," Liszt said, slightly exaggerating. In reality, he was just accustomed to Mrs. Morson's milk tea.

Milk tea was quite simple, just a mix of milk and the fruit of black tea brewed together, but the brewing time, temperature, and proportions all influenced the final taste. Enjoy new adventures from empire

After discussing Mrs. Morson,

Carter reported the reason for his visit, "March 9th is your birthday, my lord, and now that you are illustrious as a Sky Knight, ruling over everything in Black Horse Island and Fresh Flower Town, the celebration for your birthday needs to be grander than last year's. I have come to consult with my lord on how to approach the grandeur."

"Well... Mr. Carter, I'll leave it to your discretion," Liszt said with a smile. At the moment, all his thoughts were on the Little Fire Dragon; he had no real expectations for his birthday.

Moreover,

hosting a birthday celebration would waste so much money. He wondered if it was possible to recoup half of the costs by receiving presents — currently, Liszt Jones was indeed poor!

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