The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

The Little Princess wasn't particularly tall, standing around one meter sixty-five. A smile brought out two shallow dimples, truly giving her the appearance of a beauty.

Nobility and temperament coexisted within her, but whenever Liszt looked at her, his mind was flooded with definitions of a socialite, which made it impossible for him to associate her with purity.

Thus, he was unable to link her with innocence.

"Meioubao, Angela, I wish you happiness in your marriage," he lifted his glass, offering his blessing.

Angela's eyes twinkled with a smile, "Thank you."

Meioubao had been in an excited state these past few days and, hearing this, laughed, "I don't have time to talk more with you now. After the lunch banquet ends and the guests have left, we'll have a good chat."

"Alright."

Surrounded by the young nobles, the Meioubao Couple left, and the thought that had surfaced in Liszt's mind about finding Lady Martha for a chat also settled down.

Carrying his plate, he prepared to find a corner dining table to enjoy his lunch alone.

Before he found a seat, a familiar voice came from behind him, "Viscount Liszt, it's been a long time."

He turned his head and found the speaker was a well-known socialite wearing a Bird Lady Hat, and she was also Duniko Hyacinth, with whom he'd had one wild night.

"It's been a long time." Liszt's thoughts suddenly became complex, though he managed a faint smile on his face.

After exchanging greetings, the next few seconds became somewhat awkward for them as they both felt there was nothing more to say. The passion of that day had vanished with the lightest breeze after the cessation of their correspondence. So, Duniko said, "My friend is waiting for me over there."

"It's fine, please go ahead."

A single encounter.

A brief exchange, and they parted ways.

Taking a deep breath as he found a seat, Liszt was struck by some inexplicable emotions—Duniko was the first woman with whom he had left his bachelorhood behind. Even though it had been a night of indulgent passion without any real emotion involved, there were still some unusual thoughts deep in his mind.

But, what's in the past is past.

Upon meeting again, they inevitably fell into the same awkward silence as before.

"Perhaps I'll never learn the carefree indulgence of the nobles here," he mused, eating his Magical Beast Meat, yet feeling a dissonance between his soul and the festivity of the banquet.

For most nobles present, attending a wedding was more of a social event.

But he was genuinely there just to attend the wedding.

He looked around, seeing nobles gathered in groups of two or three, busily networking with wine glasses in hand, too preoccupied even to take a bite of the roasted meat. He also saw his brother Levis laughing and chatting with a wine glass in hand, just like the others. As for his sister Li Vera, she was sitting face to face with a male noble, engaging in conversation.

"Hey, our Master Pianist, hiding here for some peace and quiet?" Joanna Evening Primrose approached, plate in hand.

Liszt wasn't in the mood to engage with this socialite who had made passes at him before, which made his tone somewhat cold, "I just want to have a serious lunch."

Joanna remained oblivious, "Everyone is so keen on networking, and all you think about is having lunch?"

"For a knight, breakfast, lunch, and dinner must all be taken seriously. Especially for a knight like me who is in a period of training and improvement."

"Really, you are different from others. No wonder you could compose 'With You.' Did you know? I admire you very much."

Liszt responded perfunctorily, "I'm honored."

But Joanna leaned in closer, licking her tempting red lips, "Actually, I'd like to admire you from a much closer distance. Very close."

"Sorry, I didn't quite catch that."

...

After embracing his Little Princess in the afternoon, the Grand Duke, along with a large group of Nobles, left Red Crab Island without lingering for long. The bustling Long Taro Castle quieted down quickly.

A night went by.

The family of Liszt also declined to stay longer and said their goodbyes to leave.

"We should've stayed a couple more days, tomorrow is my birthday, and I was hoping to invite the Little Princess to my birthday celebration too," Levis expressed regretfully on the road.

"Meioubao just got married; they should be given time to be together, and you, you need to prepare for your marriage to Loria," the Earl said, riding on his horse.

Liszt, too, was riding the Landwalker bird Loki, casually following the group.

Nobles should travel by carriage, but everyone preferred to ride their mounts, relying on the rushing wind to alleviate the heat. Thus, only Lady Marie, Li Vera, and Lidun were inside the carriage.

Before long.

The Earl suddenly looked at Liszt: "Liszt, why are you so quiet?"

"What?" A distracted Liszt came back to his senses, "I was just thinking about some things, Father, Brother, what were you discussing?"

"We were talking about your piano performance, the way you played 'With You' at dinner, even the Princess couldn't stop praising, and her friends had flames in their eyes, they almost wanted to devour you... but what surprises me more is that you didn't respond to Joanna's flirting; she is very beautiful," Levis looked at Liszt with an expression reserved for treating the cognitively challenged.

"I've already said that now is the critical period for training, I must put all my effort into cultivating Dou Qi, and I have a feeling I will become a Sky Knight before you," Liszt stated.

"You've only been using medicine for so long, and you want to surpass me?"

"I've found the most suitable way for me to use medicine, and I have my own unique insights into cultivation. My bodily talents are also gradually showing themselves. Brother, if you continue to indulge in worldly pleasures, you are bound to be unable to catch up with me," Liszt looked up at an angle of forty-five degrees toward the sky.

The light of the Sun draped over him, as if coating him in a layer of rosy glow.

Levis clicked his tongue in disbelief: "Do you truly have confidence that you will become a Sky Knight faster than I will?" His heart was skeptical, but the vibe that Liszt gave off didn't seem like he was boasting, and although Liszt could sometimes be a forced "cold humorist," he usually spoke with substance.

The Earl also looked over.

Liszt did not lower his head, still maintaining the posture of looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle: "Yes, I am very confident, because the glory of the Knight shines upon me, I am the Son of Glory."

His confidence did not come from blindness.

However, in Levis' eyes, this was a sign of arrogance: "You might have some misunderstandings about Sky Knights, maybe Father will tell you the difference between Earth Knights and Sky Knights."

But the Earl said: "Levis, as for the difference between Earth Knights and Sky Knights, I believe Liszt is very clear about it... As to who will become a Sky Knight first, I cannot judge. But your attitude towards cultivation is clearly not as devoted as Liszt's, and excessive indulgence indeed harms the foundation of a Knight."

Levis gave a sheepish laugh: "I haven't indulged excessively..."

Seeing such a scene.

A smile couldn't help but appear on Liszt's face. Calling himself the Son of Glory just now didn't fit his usual low-profile style, but he had a purpose in saying it—he was laying the groundwork for his future advancement, becoming a Sky Knight before the age of twenty would surely be astonishing.

If he didn't lay the groundwork now, it would be troublesome to explain later.

So, displaying his talent appropriately and showing an attitude favored by the Knight's glory would make it easier for others to accept it. At least for now, the Earl already believed his younger son had the talent to challenge becoming a Sky Knight.

"A good change."