Chapter 465 - 253: The Frost Goddess’s Chosen 2
Chapter 465 - 253: The Frost Goddess’s Chosen 2
"Raine, you’re probably the first person to make a request so quickly after receiving the Friendship Medal."
"No more words needed. If you ever face any difficulties in the future, both Humbert and I will do our utmost to assist!"
"Thank you, Lord Krom," Raine said with a smile.
Though his intention was mainly to obtain the Monster Skill of the Blue Dragon, his actions inadvertently provided some support to the Dwarf Kingdom.
Unexpectedly, this gesture deeply moved both Humbert and Krom.
Soon, the griffon soared into the sky.
Below, the people waving goodbye grew smaller until they became indistinguishable.
"Raine! Raine, let’s head to Warwick City! I’ve heard that Warwick City is known as the Gourmet City of the Fadir Wetland Kingdom, and don’t forget that Aaron has invited us over!"
"Warwick City?" Raine raised an eyebrow, pondering for a moment.
Going wouldn’t hurt.
It wasn’t so much for the gratitude and gifts possibly offered by Earl York for saving his son, but rather his impression of the young man named Aaron, which was quite positive.
On one hand, Aaron’s attitude towards his companions speaks volumes about his character; on the other, his exceptional talent promises a bright future if he grows smoothly.
After all, he’s a real genius without a Golden Finger.
"Alright, let’s go," Raine nodded.
"Wow, great!" Laisa beamed. "By the way, Raine, I’ve mastered two more signature dishes from the Iron Hills recently. Can you guess what they are?"
Laisa hadn’t been idle these past few days. Besides having mastered the Iron Hills specialty ’Meat Beans Stew’, she also learned two new dishes while Raine was busy creating Class Skills — Stone-Grilled Lamb Chops and Cave Mushroom Stew.
The Stone-Grilled Lamb Chops feature thick-cut lamb cooked on a rock grill with mineral salt, imparting a unique rock aroma, making it quite a delicacy.
As for the Mushroom Stew, while common across the continent, the Iron Hills have a unique edible mushroom called ’Long-neck Mushroom’.
When used to stew wild mountain goat meat, its aroma blends with the meat’s, creating a thick white broth with an alluring fragrance.
"I can’t guess," Raine shook his head, smiling. "What is it?"
"You claim you can’t guess without even trying!" Laisa feigned anger.
"Uh... well..."
Laughing and chatting, the two flew toward Warwick City.
...
Half a day later.
Warwick City.
Inside Earl York’s castle banquet hall, the air was lively, the long tables brimming with an array of fruits and flowers.
Nobles, dressed in their finest, mingled, glasses in hand, chatting in small groups.
In a corner, Aaron, who wasn’t fond of such gatherings, stood with his companions.
"Aaron, why did Earl York decide to hold a banquet at this time?" the young Mage Damian, holding a magic staff, frowned.
After the incident in Daogen Town, Damian had come to Warwick City at Aaron’s invitation.
When Aaron learned of the powerful threat facing Warwick City and the York Clan, he naturally shared it openly with his companions.
"I asked my father, and he said the Earl of Cumbria took it seriously after receiving the message, and personally brought elite reinforcements. He also suggested making a bigger show, like hosting a banquet," Aaron explained.
Even he shared Damian’s confusion.
Despite the strong support, hosting a dance while the external threat looms doesn’t seem wise. If they attack during this time, the casualties...
The Earl of Cumbria surely understands this.
Could it be he intends to scare off the Dragon Rider?
"Did they suggest it?" Damian frowned, shaking his head in puzzlement.
"By the way, will Lord Raine be attending?" Priest Flora asked.
"Miss Laisa replied they’re on their way, they should arrive today or tomorrow morning," Aaron smiled, recalling this.
Back in Warwick City, Aaron wanted his father, Earl York, to invite Raine and thank him for saving his life. However, he realized his father didn’t seem to value the matter much.
Aaron soon understood the seriousness of their family’s situation and suggested offering substantial payment to invite Raine, but his parents refused.
After persistent inquiry, he received the butler’s investigation report.
But Aaron, having witnessed Raine’s real combat prowess, found it hard to believe what the report claimed.
Because back then, Red Dragon Mage Davenport and the four summoned Elite Flom Demons had combined strength close to the Transcendent level, yet Raine defeated them with ease.
This was something he personally, and his team, witnessed; there could be no falsehood!
Thus, in Aaron’s eyes, if Raine agrees to help, it might resolve his family’s crisis smoothly.
However, his parents’ lack of appreciation meant he couldn’t offer enough to persuade Raine.
This left Aaron quite conflicted.
’If Lord Raine arrives, how should I bring up the matter?’ he wondered.
Suddenly, a commotion erupted at the banquet hall entrance.
"The Earl of Cumbria is here!" a noble shouted.
The bustling crowd fell silent, halting their chatter to gaze at the door.
Aaron looked over, seeing an Earl around fifty, dressed in noble attire with a mustache, entering with his father, Earl York, both smiling broadly.
A retinue of formidable guards followed behind them.
At this moment.
Aaron felt a slight vibration from his pouch, quickly realizing what it meant. He swiftly retrieved the Communication Crystal Stone from his chest.
Listening for a few seconds, Aaron excitedly told his companions, "They’re here! Miss Laisa said she and Lord Raine are at the castle gate! Let’s go greet them."
"Lord Raine is here? Wonderful!" Flora’s eyes sparkled with delight.
"Shouldn’t we inform your father, Earl York? Considering Lord Raine’s status, wouldn’t it be rude if the Earl doesn’t greet him personally?"
"I know it’s rude, but can my father leave now?" Aaron smiled wryly. "Forget it, let’s go welcome Lord Raine ourselves."
The four of them immediately hurried outside.
Meanwhile, the Earl of Cumbria’s eyes glinted shrewdly.
"Remember the surprise I mentioned?" he whispered to Earl York.
"Hm?" Earl York looked puzzled.
"I invited an Extraordinary Strong Person," the Earl of Cumbria revealed.
"An Extraordinary Strong Person? Who...?" Earl York started, then elated, but soon doubt crept in as he eyed the guards around the Earl of Cumbria.
Although their aura was around Class Levels six or seven, they clearly weren’t at the Extraordinary Level.
"This eminent person will be here soon," the Earl of Cumbria said with a sly smile.
Earl York, noticing the unconcealed taunt in the Earl of Cumbria’s smile, felt a foreboding within.
"Roarrr!"
A low growl suddenly echoed above the castle and reverberated into the spacious banquet hall.
This brought back the silence in the bustling hall.
"It’s the Dragon Rider!" a few guards who experienced the last battle turned pale.
"Don’t panic!" Earl York shouted firmly.
"Looks like the esteemed guest has arrived," the Earl of Cumbria stated meaningfully.
"You!"
Earl York’s eyes widened, turning sharply to the Earl of Cumbria.
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