My Fusion System

by Stayrr

Traversing into a Fantasy World, Watson became the youngest son of a run-down baron, ranked eight in the family. His mother was confined to her bed by sickness, his father was drinking all day, his brothers and sisters were not doing proper jobs, and even the family’s position of baron was on the verge of being stripped away. As the family’s decline loomed closer, Watson acquired t

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Chapter 33: Fusing Ten Houses Into One Mansion

"Do you really think that there are people in this world who are born with everything?"

Three miles away from Watson's house, a guard was sweating profusely. He was leaning against a tree to cool himself off and avoid the scorching sun in the sky.

There were three similar guards sitting beside him. Two of them had even taken off their upper body clothes and wrapped them around their waists, revealing their strong muscles.

In front of them, more than twenty long carriages were parked quietly. They were filled with items, not treasures or medicinal herbs, but rocks. Some farmers who passed by had strange expressions on their faces when they saw the sheer amount of tattered items in the carriages. They did not even think to look twice.

It was precisely because the items were not valuable that the guards were able to relax and rest.

At this moment, another guard heard their compatriot's questions and said, "I don't know if there are people in this world who are born with knowledge. I only know people should never be compared with one another. Some people are born rich, some are poor, and their talents are the same. If someone who is blessed by the heavens works hard for a year, he will be able to do something that we will never be able to do in our lifetime."

"That's right. Even if I work hard for my entire life, I will still not be able to compare to young master Watson."

The guard who spoke first sighed.

He was the youth who had sprained his ankle in the merchant group two days ago. His name was Gordo.

He was a Bronze-tier warrior at the tender age of 20 and was considered talented amongst the many guards of the merchant group. Gordo's dream was to one day successfully advance to Silver-tier and be respected by others. He was initially escorting the merchant group at that time, and did not pay much attention when he heard that the Garry family had produced a young Silver-tier warrior.

Many farmers were uncultured in that poor and remote place at the border. They might even mistake a Bronze-tier warrior for a Silver-tier warrior.

The result was undoubtedly a great shock to him.

Regardless of whether Watson really was a Silver-tier warrior, the mere fact that he had mastered the rare light-attribute combat aura made Gordo extremely envious. There was no need to mention what had happened after that. He had been reprimanded by the boss for spraining his ankle, and Watson had protected him. The scene of turning waste into treasure, where those materials were fused together to improve their quality, was still lingered in his mind.

Gordo's idol had originally been the kingdom's only Diamond-tier sword saint, but it had since changed to Watson.

He had been pestering Watson for the past two days, hoping that Watson would become his master and teach him how to learn light-attribute combat aura. Although Watson was a child, he was still a Silver-tier warrior, and strength represented status in that world. Unfortunately, Watson had not agreed to it, so he could only settle for the next best thing by helping gather the stones and attempt to make sure that Watson acknowledged him.

This was already the third trip on the third day. The stones he dragged out were at least a few thousand kilograms. Although there were no large mountains nearby, there were more than ten small mounds. If all of them were mined, there would be at least a hundred thousand kilograms of stones.

"Let's go. If we go back late, the boss might get angry again! Moreover, looking at the time, Young Master Watson will be able to build the house today. If we go late, we won't be able to see it."

After resting enough, everyone got up and returned to the surroundings of the carriage. Gordo curled his lips and was the last to stand up.

The term 'young master' was usually used by servants to address their master, and he was the one who called Watson first. The others only learned it after hearing him call that way. Carter and Reynolds were both jealous and helpless with the way the guards treated Watson as their master. Even the two of them wanted to curry favor with Watson, not to mention their subordinates.

At this moment, they were standing in the courtyard. Each of them stood behind Watson and was holding a fan to fan him.

"Young Master, this is the first time I've seen such a strange method of building a house. What exactly are you going to do?"

In the courtyard in front of them, there were seven additional houses made of stone bricks and tiles, other than the original three-story building of the Watson family. Because the courtyard had been demolished two days ago, the eight individual houses were still able to fit in, the reason why so many houses were built in two days was not only because the stone materials that Watson had fused with the stones were strong and neat to handle, but also because the guards built them randomly instead of building a foundation.

Carter did not quite understand why so many weak and independent houses had to be built. If they were to be used for living, Watson was not old enough to leave his parents' house. Carter did not think that they were to be prepared for merchants who had come from afar either, since there was no point building houses for people who did not stay there for long.

"Don't worry, you'll know what I'm going to do soon! Once Gordo and the others come back and several thousand kilograms of stones are fused, two more houses' walls can be produced. As for the roof, just continue to build it with the courtyard fence that has been demolished. We can finally start once ten houses are assembled."

Watson waved his hand, his expression calm.

He had been using ordinary stone as fusion materials for the past few days. Because he was afraid that the fused items would be too good, and that it would cause the two merchants to be unable to move, he had fused a silver jade that was a little stronger than white jade. Silver jade was between Iron- and Bronze-tier ores. The surface of the stone seemed to be made of gold and had a lustrous texture, which sparkled when placed in the sunlight.

These days, Watson's brothers and sisters were very curious about the way the family expanded the house. The eldest brother and Scarlet helped out frequently, which was very normal. However, the sixth sibling Margaret and bedridden fifth sibling Peter would sometimes look down through the window.

They had heard that their father, Edward, had made a fortune on chicken eggs and wanted to splurge, which was understandable, but why was it their youngest sibling Watson who was in charge of supervising them?

In the evening, Gordo and the others returned with more than 20 carts of large stones. When they returned, someone handed them water bottles. Watson walked directly to the 20 carts and started the system fusion.

Pieces of silver jade slabs that were a few meters in circumference were forged and carried down by the guards. Around the original eight houses, two more houses were spliced together. These two houses were solid silver jade slabs on the outside and supported by wooden strips on the inside, the windows and stairs were omitted, and there was no furniture.

From the outside, these houses were more gorgeous than Watson's original small wooden house. However, they did not have a foundation. It was not a big deal if they were hit by a storm, but if they were hit by an earthquake, the buildings would definitely collapse very quickly.

"Young Master, now that we have gathered ten houses, you should at least tell us what you want to do, right?"

Reynolds was trying to outdo Carter, and the speed at which he waved the fan for Watson began increasing.

Big businessmen like them were usually served by others. When did they ever serve anyone else? Because he had been waving the fan for an entire afternoon, Reynolds' hands were almost numb. He was still enduring, because Carter was still by his side. At that point, he no longer wanted to best Carter for a few stone slabs: what he wanted was Watson's favor and the greater benefits that came with it.

"Alright, we can begin."

Watson nodded and extended his right hand towards the ten houses.

The surrounding guards drank water as they wiped the sweat off their faces. Their eyes were filled with curiosity. They also wanted to know what this mysterious young master was going to do.

"System, Fuse."

Facing the ten houses, Watson spat out two words and closed his eyes. This was the first time he had fused with such a huge object like a house. He did not know what effect it would have.

Bang!

As the sound faded, the ten houses suddenly shook and turned into a huge light that collided with each other. The intersection point happened to be the wooden house that Watson had originally lived in. A dazzling huge ball of light appeared, and everyone closed their eyes to avoid it. After the light dissipated and everyone reopened their eyes, everyone was dumbfounded.

The original ten houses had already disappeared in front of them. What appeared before everyone was a building, and no one knew whether that building should be called a mansion or a castle. It covered an area of several kilometers and had a total of four floors. One could see the spacious corridors and rooms inside it through the floor-to-ceiling windows. A conservative estimate of the number of rooms would be around a hundred.

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Chapter 34: Messengers From the Imperial City

"This is too shocking. Even Monte Town's mayor doesn't have this big a house!"

A guard from Lucky Business Group who had seen the mayor's house was practically staring at the mansion in front of him.

"Not only can he fuse ores, he can even fuse houses too. Is there anything in this world that the young master can't do?" another guard lamented.

He finally understood why Watson wanted to build ten houses. It turned out that they were used as materials for fusion. The houses that they had built previously looked quite impressive on the outside, but the foundation was actually not very solid. However, they did not doubt the sturdiness of the mansion in front of them.

The black walls that flickered with a faint luster gave people a majestic feeling. There were a few vines wrapped around them, which diluted the heavy feeling and brought a hint of vitality. Through the bright windows, one could also see the murals hanging on the walls, other than the bedrooms. There were also some exquisite porcelain pieces placed on the ground.

The guard dared to guarantee that the houses that were originally built by everyone did not even have glass, let alone murals and porcelain pieces. When he thought of this, he felt very regretful. Why did he not have the talent for magic when he was born? Could he have done such an amazing thing if he was a mage instead of a warrior?

At this moment, the guards were not only amazed at the magic of Watson's magic, they were also amazed at his taste. After all, anyone could do a fusion of houses, but to fuse it into a low-key, elegant, spacious and luxurious residence was not something that an ordinary person could do.

The pear tree door covered with veins, and the two doorknobs carved into the shape of a lion in front of the door, were the epitome of detail.

[Silver-tier Blackmoon Castle]

[Effect: forged from bronze-tier black jade ore. Cultivation speed increased by 30% if cultivated inside the home. At the same time, you can sleep faster and feel more at ease.]

[Special Effect: domain (if any creature enters the castle with hostility, they will be suppressed. The strength of professionals below silver-tier will be reduced by 50%)]

"This isn't only a place to live; it's also a super-large-scale magic tool!"

Watson looked at the castle that was one floor higher than before. There was a conical dome on both sides of the castle, and he sighed in his heart.

The castle was not unfamiliar to the people of the Middle Ages, but that was only for the higher-ups. Only the royal family and the great nobles could afford to live in a castle. The Miles Manor that Watson had seen before was just a group of bungalows.

"Alright, the castle is finished. Next, it's time to build the chicken coops. Everyone, follow me! If it's fast, it'll be completed in another week. I'll treat everyone to live in the castle for the next few days and have the best bread and meat to eat."

Watson looked at the manor a few times, turned around, and waved his small hand.

The castle was not enough. According to his ideals, his family should adopt the same layout as the Miles Manor. The family's chicken farm should be surrounded by walls, and it would be best if they also surrounded ten acres of farmland. That way, it would be difficult for anyone to break in. Unfortunately, at least ten kilometers of a wall was needed in order to accomplish that. It amounted to a large number of stones, and they still needed those guards to carry them.

"Yes, Young Master!"

All the guards smiled, exposed their arms, and walked out in a mighty manner.

They were so obedient not only because they would be able to enjoy good food and drink, but also because they wanted to see what Watson would do next.

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Time flew by, and soon, a week had passed.

There were many things to do these few days. The merchants under Carter and Reynolds would each transport rocks during the morning, noon, and evening. They would transport three times a day, emptying the rocks in the nearby hills. If that was not enough, they would go to the nearby farms and ask for it as plenty of farms had hundreds or thousands of large rocks. If it really did not work, these guards would even take out a few copper coins.

After a while, the nearby farms all learned of the news that the Watson family was expanding, and some skeptical people even secretly went to take a look.

It just so happened that a week had passed and the bright moon hung in the sky.

Two figures, one tall and one short, came from the middle of the kingdom and appeared on a hill one kilometer away from the Watson family.

There were many hills at the border, so if the farmland here was more than a hundred acres, it would mostly be terraced fields. Even the Misty Forest grew at the foot of a mountain range.

The mountain range where Misty Forest was located was called Dragonspine Snow Mountain. It got its name because the snow did not melt all year round, and it was shaped like a long dragon lying on its stomach. The snow mountain was ten thousand meters tall, and there were countless dangerous magical beasts on it. After crossing it, one would arrive at an extremely cold place, that was the territory of the Winter Kingdom.

And to the east of Watson's house, more than a hundred miles away was the border count's territory, who was in charge of the border. There were a hundred thousand barren mountains outside, and beyond the hundred thousand barren mountains was the Thorn Empire.

The Holy Dragon Kingdom was located in the center of the continent, surrounded by a country on each side. The Holy Dragon Kingdom, which occupied the most fertile land in the center, was always somewhat estranged from other countries. The friction with the Thorn Empire had been greater in the past two years, and had it not been for the natural dangers surrounding the Holy Dragon Kingdom, the kingdom would have been destroyed long ago.

"Sigh, in less than half a year, it will be winter in March! The continuous snowstorms in the past few months will affect the harvest. There are also powerful magical beasts running out of the dense fog forest to steal things and wreak havoc. In addition, the soldiers of the empire are eyeing us from the east. Fortunately, the count at the border is known as His Majesty's chief mage. Although his rank is not high, he is deeply trusted by His Majesty. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to clean up this mess."

The person who spoke was a green-robed young man with pointed boots, two small wings, and a feathered helmet.

Beside him stood a young woman. The white feathers on the helmet fluttered in the wind. That was the symbol of a messenger.

"Stop complaining. This time, the Imperial City received intelligence that the empire's soldiers are getting restless. They asked us to come and inform the border count to increase our vigilance! At the same time, they also asked us to search for some local intelligence and report back." The corners of the young woman's mouth curled up, she revealed a bright smile. "So, have you found any interesting news in the vicinity recently?"

As messengers, their job was to pass on information, go to certain places to gather materials, and report on the situation there, such as whether the taxes were reasonable, whether the border guards were loyal, or whether there were hidden geniuses. All sorts of things were reported, as it was conducive to the control of the country by the higher-ups.

"If we want to talk about interesting stuff, we did find two! There was a Miles Manor near here. A few days ago, the owner of the manor was killed, but no one in the manor went to the law enforcers. Instead, they all said that it was good that he died," the male messenger said.

The female messenger seemed indifferent and replied calmly, "Since no one cares about them after they died, they must have done too many bad things in their lives! Let me ask you, does this Miles have any nobility title?"

"No, he's just an ordinary landlord. He doesn't even have a wife."

"Then it's fine. A few people like him die every year. Even if we do manage them, they're not under our control. Is there anything else?"

"There is indeed one more thing. Should I say it's strange, or should I say that it's difficult to ascertain the truth? In short, it's very troublesome."

The male messenger looked around and carefully lowered his voice, "I heard from the farmers nearby that a down and out baron named Edward has recently earned a lot of money and is using this money to expand his house! It's said that the castle he built is even more magnificent than the houses of the great nobles. It's comparable to the royal palace. Because the overall structure of the mansion is crescent-shaped, it looks like a black crescent moon from the mountain during the day. That's why people call it the Blackmoon Castle!"

"What do you mean it's comparable to the royal palace? It's just the delusion of a country bumpkin who hasn't seen the world. Don't tell me you're the same as a country bumpkin who hasn't seen the world? Forget it, stop talking. It looks like there's nothing interesting around here. Let's hurry up and send a letter to count at the border. Let's hurry back…"

As she spoke, the female messenger began to stride down the hill when she stopped halfway.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the female messenger's wide-open mouth, the male messenger could not help but ask.

Raising her hand, the female messenger pointed not far ahead, her fingers trembling non-stop. "It's the royal palace!"

In the distance, there was a tall building that stretched far and wide. It was surrounded by a wall that was ten kilometers long and more than two meters tall. There were also short spears stuck on top of it. The black wall reflected the bright moonlight, and the faint roar of a giant beast could be heard, leaving them utterly shocked.

The male messenger looked over and felt that this castle was too gorgeous. It was comparable to ten manors combined. Although it was not as grand as the royal palace, it was still shocking to see such a huge thing appear in this place. Of course, he was more dissatisfied than surprised.

"And you just said that I was ignorant. Look, this Blackmoon Castle really does exist, doesn't it?"

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Chapter 35: Watson's Ambition

A banquet was being held in Blackmoon Castle. There were more than 30 people sitting in the huge hall.

Edward and Catherine sat at the head of the table. Next to them were Watson and the two big businessmen. Behind them were their elder brothers and sisters, as well as the guards of the two caravans and the six farmers from Miles Manor. During that time, wine glasses were exchanged, and it was very lively.

"Young Master Watson, everything is done. We will set off tomorrow! Sigh, if it was possible, I'd really like to stay here for a longer period of time."

Carter raised his wine glass and gave Watson a toast while lamenting.

"Yes, this is the first time I'm staying in such a large castle! There are hundreds of rooms, and I sleep in one every day. It'll be different for every day of the year."

Reynolds looked around and said.

One could live comfortably in Blackmoon Castle as well as eat good meat and bread every day. The group of guards were so happy that they did not even think about going home. They treated that place as heaven. If not for the fact that the business group still had a lot of things to deal with in Monte Town, Reynolds would have wanted to stay here for a few years and enjoy the treatment of a great noble.

"Uncles, don't worry. This is your second home. You can stay here as long as you want."

Watson smiled. Using fruit juice instead of wine, he accompanied the two merchants to have a drink.

The two merchants hurriedly thanked him and said, "We'll come again when we have the chance." They praised Watson for being sensible. Beside them, Watson's third and fourth siblings looked at each other as if they had made an important decision, then said in unison, "When you two merchants leave, can you bring us along?"

They had witnessed the development of their family over the past few days. Edward was busy expanding his house, while his elder brother was in charge of teaching Watson. Other than his fifth and sixth siblings, who did not go downstairs, their seventh sibling, Scarlet would occasionally follow the guards out to hunt. Each person had something to do except for Zeke and Zenoah. It had already been their duty to sell the eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. Now that they had a merchant to do it for them, they were bored out of their minds.

Because they had eaten quite a few eggs and had consumed the Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng, their strength had increased to 2000 catties. During the past two days when they had nothing to do, they followed Vincent and learned how to train their combat aura, but it did not take long for them to give up.

It was not that they did not have talent, but they were just not interested to train. Their main interest was doing business. Since the two merchants were here, they decided to follow the two merchants to Monte Town to learn some advanced business methods. With that, they would be able to better manage their family businesses in the future.

"You guys want to go to Monte Town? You're more than welcome. With the help of these two little brothers, our Travelling Wind Business Group will definitely develop better." Reynolds' eyes lit up when he heard that. He had been fretting over how to build a good relationship with Watson and win against Carter when the opportunity presented itself right there.

Zeke and Zenoah were Watson's older brothers. As long as he became friends with these two, he wouldn't have to worry about Watson not taking care of him a little more.

"How shameless can you be, Reynolds? Who said that these two little brothers must join your Travelling Wind Business Group? It's obviously better to join our Lucky Business Group. Young Masters Zeke and Zenoah, you are free to choose. Who do you want to follow?"

Carter put down his wine glass heavily and pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

It was normal for Reynolds to take this opportunity to build a good relationship with Watson. However, did he have to be so brazen as to act as though Carter did not exist?

Zeke and Zenoah looked at each other, revealing a sly smile.

"I want to go to the Lucky Business Group (Travelling Wind Business Group)!"

Zeke had chosen the Lucky Business Group, while Zenoah had chosen the Travelling Wind Business Group. The two brothers had telepathy, and they always synced with each other regardless of what they did. On that occasion, there was a rare disagreement.

Watson watched from the side and nodded to himself. These two brothers were really smart.

If they chose the same group, the other merchant would definitely be unhappy. It would be better for each of them to choose one. This way, they would be able to help the two merchants fight. After all, on the surface, the merchants groups were the ones in charge of teaching them. If, after a year, Zeke or Zenoah were to be outclassed because they weren't skilled enough, it was the merchant that would lose their reputation.

"Good, good, good. Then Zeke will follow our Lucky Business Group! Don't worry, I'll definitely impart all my knowledge to you within a year at most," Carter hurriedly said.

"Little Brother Zeke, don't worry. If you follow the Travelling Wind Business Group, I guarantee that you won't be inferior to your brother in terms of business-mindedness after a year." Reynolds also said the same thing.

Those who could become great merchants were obviously intelligent people. After thinking for a moment, they understood what Zeke and Zenoah's intentions were. However, they did not really mind, as it would still be beneficial to them.

"Reynolds, speaking it all you're good it. The total assets of the Travelling Wind Business Group that you spent ten years to build are not as much as my assets. You better not overestimate yourself!"

"Carter, you're the one who's all big talk, isn't that right? We'll see what the result is like."

Carter and Reynolds looked at each other. Their gazes collided in mid-air, creating an invisible spark. There was a faint sign that they were about to start a fight.

Such scenes happened a few times a day, and Watson was tired of watching it. In order to let his ears rest for a while, he stood up and said, "Everyone, eat slowly. I drank too much fruit juice. I need to go to the toilet first."

After he finished speaking, he left the hall. Behind him came the sound of two businessmen arguing with each other, accompanied by the sound of slapping the table.

After leaving the mansion, Watson turned his head to look at the majestic castle that stood in the darkness. The corners of his mouth curled up, "Third and fourth brothers are going out to study. During this period of time, I'll use the money I earned to expand the house once more! I also have to quickly recruit people. A few hundred bedrooms are not good to be left empty."

Who would have thought a month ago that the family would develop to that extent? Even Watson did not expect it.

He had one ambition, and that was to expand the scope of the castle. With the castle as the center, there was Miles Manor to the east, boundary stones to the west, and Misty Forest to the north, he would annex all the nearby farms and would build a town more prosperous than Monte Town.

He did not tell his family about this idea. Otherwise, even his father, Edward, who was the most resilient, would be shocked to death when he heard it.

In the past, Watson only wanted to feed his family and let them live a better life. That simple desire had since changed. He wanted his family to become the largest town at the border and never again be bullied by anyone.

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Outside the fence near the chicken farm.

Two messengers from Imperial City were lying on top of the fence, secretly looking inside.

"Am I seeing things? This family actually has Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens."

Through the short spears and barbed wire erected on the fence, the female messengers discovered that behind the fence was a breeding farm, which was divided into two by a high fence. On the left side of the fence, five Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens.were pacing about, and the stone-built chicken coop was filled with colorful eggs. It was like a treasure trove. On the other side of the fence, the breeding farm was empty, and no one could see what was being raised.

"Only the great nobles are qualified to raise Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens. Five chickens… could it be that some great noble came to the border to develop? Why haven't I heard about this? I must report this to the higher-ups."

The female messenger's eyes were burning, and she reached out to wipe the wall, "And this wall, it seems to be a Bronze-tier ore, black jade. How much does it cost to build a wall that is ten miles long using Bronze-tier ores? Even the border count who is in charge of the border is not that wealthy."

The male messenger's words came from behind, "I heard that this place was originally the territory of a poor baron. Perhaps it isn't that a great noble migrated here, but that the baron made a fortune."

"Don't talk nonsense. How could a poor baron make a fortune? Even if he made a fortune, how could he build such a magnificent castle in such a short time?"

The female messenger had a look of disbelief on her face. She felt that someone had pulled her calf and asked, "Why? Do you think what I said is wrong?"

There was no sound. The feeling of her calf being pulled became stronger and stronger.

"What are you doing?"

The female messenger turned her head angrily and found the male messenger lying on the wall. He had a pale face and was trembling as he pointed at the ground below.

Under the wall, a little golden lion was pacing slowly. It was baring its teeth at the two of them, with its body emitting the terrifying aura of a Gold-tier magical beast.

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Chapter 36: Recruiting Subordinates

Ten minutes later, Golden Flash strutted across the farm and wiped its drooling mouth with its claws.

There were two sneaky people outside just now, peeping in. No one knew what they were up to. After it sensed their auras, it only took two steps out before the two people fled in panic.

It would have to tell its master about this later. Perhaps its master would reward it with its favorite Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs. As the only Gold-tier magical beast in the family with combat strength, its master had given it the responsibility of guarding the manor and it could not disappoint its master.

After taking two steps, the Golden Flash came to a palace that was more than a meter tall. It was entirely made of black jade. That was the nest where it stayed.

In front of the palace, two Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens had just climbed over the fence next door. They bowed their heads respectfully to it, flapped their wings, and put down two colored eggs as tribute.

Two days ago, a human guard tried to steal the eggs, but was discovered by Golden Flash. The Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens, who were initially hostile towards it, changed their minds about it. Other than Emperor Cluck, who still looked down on him arrogantly, the other birds now treated it as one of their own.

Golden Flash walked into the palace and lay on the soft ground made of feathers. He pointed with his claws and signaled for the two Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens to come in. He hugged them on both sides, revealing a human-like expression of enjoyment.

Being by Watson's side was blissful.

It never had such treatment back in Miles Manor. It now lived in a comfortable nest, and when it was hungry, it would call out twice and someone would respectfully bring it cooked food. When it was tired, it could hug female beasts. That was life, or rather, the pinnacle of beast life.

It had just scared the two messengers and did not make a move. It was not that it did not eat people, but after living a pampered life, it no longer cared about raw meat. Raw meat was fishy, unpalatable, and never as delicious as cooked and fragrant roasted meat.

Golden Flash was enjoying it when footsteps suddenly came from outside.

It raised its head and saw that it was none other than its master, Watson. Its eyes immediately lit up, and it quickly ran out and climbed onto Watson's shoulder. If it wanted to live a more comfortable life, it had to work harder to please the young master.

"Golden Flash, I just heard your warning cry. Did something happen?"

Watson used his fingers to smooth Golden Flash's silky hair and asked.

Watson had originally left the mansion with the intent of going back after taking a short walk outside. He had not expected to hear Golden Flash's voice. After spending so many days together, he had already been able to understand the meaning behind Golden Flash's cry.

Golden Flash whimpered softly and used its small claws to draw a few times on Watson's shoulder.

"You said that there were two outsiders who were leaning on the wall to look and were scared away by you?"

Golden Flash hurriedly nodded and raised its small head arrogantly, as if it was saying, "See, I'm awesome.".

"Well done. Tomorrow, I'll get someone to prepare two more pieces of roasted meat and give you an extra meal." Watson stroked Golden Flash's head and looked pensive "Could it be a thief that came here in the middle of the night? Forget it, even if it's a thief, they won't be able to steal anything with Golden Flash around."

These days, the family had been building a castle, attracting many people from the nearby farms to come and visit. Everyone was envious. Some farmers even sent people to send out large amounts of wheat and magical beast meat to express their goodwill. Now, there were still 300 catties of meat and 500 catties of wheat piled in the kitchen. The meat would last an entire month even if he ate it every day.

After seeing Golden Flash, Watson was even more determined to recruit people. Although the castle only covered a few kilometers now, in the future, the area would expand to dozens of square kilometers, or hundreds of square kilometers. Golden Flash alone was definitely not enough to protect it.

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The next morning, Zeke and Zenoah set out with the two business groups. Their mighty caravans disappeared into the dust like a long dragon.

The two business groups took away the sixteen pieces of Arcana Mithril that Watson had fused. It would be half a month or a month before they met again, and by then, the family would have tens of thousands of gold coins and a lot of materials. The family was short of ores to expand, and after recruiting people, they had to make weapons for the guards. As a result, they needed some weapons as well as needed farm tools for farming.

They could just leave all that to Zeke and Zenoah, as they were well aware of what their family lacked.

Watson stood beside his parents and waved at the people from the caravan to send them off. The family suddenly lost more than twenty people, and became quiet, which made him feel a little disappointed.

Watson was not in high spirits and therefore went to the farmland.

Since he had just cleared the weeds, the wheat seeds that were scattered in the farmland had not yet sprouted. Watson urged his light-type combat aura to promote photosynthesis. Then, he cast a Bronze-level spell, the Rainstorm, to moisten the farmland for a while. After that, he went to the breeding farm to tend to the magical beasts.

The Sun was setting, and it was almost evening. It was about time for Watson to practice his combat aura, so Vincent followed along.

Ever since Watson became a Bronze-tier warrior, there was very little that his eldest brother could teach him. Instead, his eldest brother wanted to learn light-type combat aura from him.

After the integration of the system, knowledge would automatically appear in his mind. It was equivalent to having mastered a set of light-type combat aura cultivation methods. If his big brother could convert fire-type combat aura into light-type combat aura, his strength would still be several times stronger even if his realm did not increase. However, whether or not Vincent could actually master it would depend on Vincent's own talent.

A month passed by just like that.

A piece of news spread from the Blackmoon Castle and swept through all the large farms nearby.

"Have you heard? Blackmoon Castle is recruiting people. They say that you'll be able to eat meat for every meal as long as you become one of their guards. You'll be paid one gold coin a month, and those who perform well will have a chance to get the eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken."

A guard said mysteriously in front of a small farm one kilometer away from Blackmoon Castle.

The farms at the border were distributed according to the land. Farms existed wherever there was good land. The distance was several kilometers, and the nearest one was only separated by a wall. For example, there were two farms a few hundred meters away from the farm where the guard was.

The companion beside the guard curled his lips when he heard that. "This news of yours is outdated. What's the point of eating meat? I heard that becoming a guard of Blackmoon Castle gives you a chance to be personally guided by Young Master Watson in your combat aura training. You know who Young Master Watson is, right? He's a famous young Silver-tier warrior. Unfortunately, Blackmoon Castle only needs Bronze-tier professionals. I'm afraid I won't have the chance. The one person in our farm who has the qualification is our captain."

"What are you guys mumbling about during your work time?"

At that moment, a bald man walked out from behind the two guards and reprimanded them with a cold face. "Aren't you afraid that the farmer will deduct your wages?"

The two guards kept quiet and quickly straightened their backs. Speak of the devil, that man was their captain.

"Oh right, what you guys said just now, about the recruitment of people in Blackmoon Castle, tell me in detail," the bald man asked again after glancing around and seeing that there was no one else there.

Tch!

The two guards secretly despised him, but they did not dare to show disrespect and therefore told him everything they knew.

Similar things happened in many farms around.

"Have you heard? Blackmoon Castle is recruiting."

"I heard about it long ago. I'm preparing to go there. Are you going?"

"Of course I'm going. Aside from the eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken and the opportunity to learn combat aura, the salary of one gold coin a month and meat for every meal is enough for me to go. I must go. I don't even have the chance to eat meat once a week right now."

The news spread like a storm. Some people were happy while others were sad. The ones who were happy were naturally the Bronze-tier professionals. The ones who were worried were the people who were not strong enough and the small farmers. They did not have many subordinates to begin with, and Blackmoon Castle's actions probably meant that many were going to leave.

That day happened to be the day that Blackmoon Castle recruited guards. Early in the morning, more than ten guards with extraordinary bearing stood at the gate of the castle. They were discussing excitedly while waiting for the castle gates to open.

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Chapter 37: The Selection Competition

Allen tidied up his newly bought clothes and had an irrepressible smile on his face.

Beside him stood many guards who had come to Blackmoon Castle to apply for a job, and he was one of them. Unlike the others, or rather, the advantage he had over the others, was due to having known Watson for a long time.

"When Lord Watson left Miles Manor the last time, he only took six farmers with him. I didn't have the chance to come along then, so no matter what it takes, I must become a member of this place," Allen muttered softly.

He had been very happy in Miles Manor for the past month. Ever since Miles died, more than ten guards and dozens of farmers had listened to his commands in the huge manor, allowing him to experience the joy of being a master.

"I caught a total of two hundred magical beast cubs this month. I can take this opportunity to offer them to Lord Watson!"

As Allen muttered, he glanced at the castle in front of him with a face full of undisguised envy. "I didn't expect Lord Watson to build such a magnificent building at the border in just a few days! Sigh, if it were possible, I would have insisted and changed places with those farmers."

If he could live in such a gorgeous building, he would rather give up his status as the head of the guards in Miles Manor. Being the head of the guards was nothing. Was he able to eat the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken's eggs and have a Silver-tier warrior guide him personally?

…

There was a clamor outside.

At the same time, in the castle of blackmoon, on a flat ground with a radius of several hundred meters, Watson was wearing a small black shirt. He held a wooden sword made of twigs and hacked at the air.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Every time the sword fell, a golden light flashed across Watson's body. Wherever the wooden sword passed, deep scratches appeared on the ground.

It was a training ground specially built by Watson. Most of the time he would train there with his big brother Vincent.

"It's probably already ten thousand times now," Watson muttered. He casually threw the wooden sword in his hand, wiped off his sweat, and opened his arms.

With a bang, two golden wings opened on his back, incomparably dazzling. At the same time, the small shirt on his body rapidly changed, forming a black armor. The flowing steel on the wings was also covered with a layer of iron armor.

Those were not Phoenix Wings, but light-attribute combat aura wings.

Immediately after, two flaming wings spread out from Watson's back, covered by the patches of the ancient Knight's armor.

A total of four wings, gently flapping, making Watson look like a god.

"I've finally reached Silver-tier after a month."Watson sighed.

In the outside world, the news of a person becoming a Silver-tier warrior within a month would send chills down everyone's spine.

The reason why Watson's strength had risen so quickly was not because his talent far exceeded that of an ordinary person. It was because he had given his eldest brother a thousand gold coins this month to allow the latter to head out and buy a large number of combat aura training manuals. After learning those combat aura training manuals and fusing the combat aura he had cultivated, Watson finally became a silver-tier warrior.

Watson possessed five types of combat aura: earth, fire, water, wind, and light. However, it was unfortunate that fusing the five types of combat aura still ended up with light. If he could fuse them into the dark attribute, Watson would be able to gather every single combat aura.

"Watson, there are a lot of people outside. They said that they're coming to Blackmoon Castle to apply for the position of a guard! Big Brother has already gone over. Do you want to go out and take a look?"

At this moment, his seventh sibling Scarlet ran in from not too far away and spoke excitedly while holding a sparkling silver longbow in her arms.

The longbow in Scarlet's hands was simple and unadorned. It was inlaid with seven types of gemstones: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple. The bowstring was semi-transparent, and one could tell that it was not an ordinary item just by looking at it.

While Watson had his big brother go out to search for battle spirit cultivation methods, he had also asked him to buy some ordinary bows and arrows. He had fused them with a Silver-tier longbow called Hunting Moon God and gave it to seventh sister.

When Scarlet had just obtained the Silver-tier longbow, she could not help but hug him and kiss him on the cheek. During those few days, she had gone to Misty Forest alone and hunted quite a number of hens. As a result, the number of five-colored fragrant chickens in her family's farm had increased by another one and became six.

Initially, Watson had asked his big brother to search for high-grade magic. Unfortunately, there were many warriors cultivating at the border and too few mages. His big brother went dozens of kilometers away and did not even notice any magic above Bronze-tier, so Watson could only begrudgingly stop at Silver-tier mage for the time being and shift his focus to warrior.

At this moment, Watson smiled and nodded upon hearing Scarlet's words. "Why yes, we have to go and take a look. If these people can pass the test, they will be our family's guards in the future. Since we'll become family, it wouldn't be right if we don't get familiar with each other! Let's go, Scarlet! We'll go together."

…

Rumble!

Blackmoon Castle's gate opened with a loud bang.

Vincent wore his Thornvest on the outside and a simple training tunic on the inside. He carried the Stormsword on his back as he walked out.

Not only was his body much sturdier compared to a month ago, even his mental state was different and his gaze was filled with sharpness.

During that month, he had been accompanying Watson and asking him about the cultivation method of light-type combat aura. He was lucky to have a bit of talent in the cultivation of light-type combat aura, and he had since grasped the foundations. Although he was not as freakish as Watson to have advanced directly to Silver-tier, he had reached peak Bronze-tier and his strength had increased by more than ten times. At the very least, he was practically unmatched among other Bronze-tier warriors.

"Today is the day that Blackmoon Castle recruits guards. If you want to enter the castle, you need to pass the trial! The contents of this trial is very simple. I'll stand here without moving or fighting back. You'll pass if you can move me."

Vincent stood at the door and said proudly as he looked around at the people in front of him

Some of the guards who came to apply for the job were already in their forties or fifties. They were much older than him and exuded a condensed aura. In the past, he could not even win a one-on-one fight with this group of people, but as of that moment, Vincent only had one thought for these people: weaklings.

"This person looks so strong. Could he be the Blackmoon Castle's eighth child, Watson? That can't be. I heard that Watson is a ten-year-old child." A guard sensed the terrifying aura from Vincent's body and muttered in puzzlement.

They were already Bronze-tier warriors, and those stronger than them would no doubt be Silver-tier. It was very unlikely that there were two Silver-tier warriors in Blackmoon Castle.

"Could it be that Watson is gifted to look more mature? I heard that some geniuses are gifted from birth. For example, they can speak as soon as they land on the ground, and they can run freely at the age of one. Watson' ability to become a Silver-tier warrior at the age of ten is one such example. There's nothing wrong with looking like an adult at the age of ten," someone beside him explained.

Watson was not only a Silver-tier warrior at the age of ten, but he was also a Silver-tier mage. Such a genius was accepted by all even if he had three heads and six arms. Being slightly taller did not make much of a difference.

"What did he just say? He's just going to stand there and let us fight, and if he moves a little, he'll lose? That's a rather big statement to make, even if he's a favored child of the gods."

Some people were discussing whether the person in front of them was Watson or not, and even more people were angered by Vincent's words.

Bronze-tier warriors were considered strong at the border, and Vincent's words did not even spare them any dignity.

Vincent did not care what these people thought. He raised his head and looked at the huge sun in the sky. "It's getting late. Let's finish the selection earlier and arrange jobs for those who pass earlier. Who will go first?"

"I'll go first!"

As soon as his voice fell, a muscular man with a full beard and a sledgehammer that was as tall as a man stood out. "I'm William. I've been a Bronze-tier warrior for twenty years. I'm currently at the peak of Bronze-tier warriors. Please enlighten me."

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Chapter 38: Is He Even Human?

"William, is he the one known as the 'Monstrous Bear', the one who can smash a small hill with a single hammer?"

"It is said that he was born with a divine strength of three thousand catties. Even a Bronze-tier warrior of the same level would not be able to block a single blow from him! And even if Watson was a Silver-tier warrior, he would definitely be injured if he stood still and allowed William to attack."

..

There was a commotion amongst the dozen guards when William stepped forward.

William's reputation was very well known within a few hundred miles of the border, and many did not favor Vincent's chances. If William could smash a small hill, then a body of flesh and blood would be smashed into meat paste in just a short, especially if it was standing still.

"William, right? Come on," Vincent chuckled and gestured with his finger towards William.

"Are you sure you don't want to release your combat aura armor? This hammer of mine might even seriously injure you."

"There's no need to go through so much trouble."

"How arrogant. I won't hold back."

William widened his bell-like eyes and waved the hammer that weighed hundreds of pounds towards Vincent. The hammer broke through the air with a muffled sound and went straight for Vincent's chest. The huge force even created a whirlwind and blew away the stones on the ground.

The hammer in his hand was an Iron-tier weapon. A weapon of the same level, such as a sword for example, would break if it came into contact with it. At that moment, William did not use his full strength and used only half. After all, the opponent was the master of Blackmoon Castle, and it would not be good if the master was injured.

Bang!

The hammer and Vincent's thorny vest collided. Vincent's body swayed and did not move. On the contrary, William's hands trembled. He took two steps back and sat on the ground as confusion filled his eyes.

He felt a force that was not inferior to his coming from Vincent's body, which cancelled out the attack.

"Failed. Next." Vincent swept the dust off his body without even looking at William.

The Thornyvest on his body was originally a Bronze-tier defensive equipment, but when he bought a longbow for his seventh sibling, he also bought dozens of sets of armor. He asked Watson to help him re-forge the Thornvest, and had it upgraded to Silver-tier. The rebound effect had increased from 50% to 100%, and a mere bronze grade warrior could not even break through his defense.

"William actually lost, and he lost that quickly?"

The surrounding guards looked at this unexpected scene with a face full of disbelief.

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, William also came back to his senses. His face was red as he shouted, "I didn't use my full strength just now. It doesn't count."

He held back on Vincent earlier so that the latter would not be injured, but Vincent ended up being repelled without even moving. Whether he passed the selection or not had become secondary, as he did not want to lose his reputation after bragging.

"Rules are rules, but since you're not convinced, let's do it again."

Vincent's expression was calm as he beckoned with his hand again.

"WAAAAA!"

As he shouted, William raised his hammer and rushed toward Vincent. His body was covered with a thick layer of earth-attribute combat aura. He was like a mad bear who could overturn a horse carriage, let alone a person.

Vincent's gaze turned solemn after seeing that scene. A bright color burst out from his body and was covered with a layer of shining golden combat aura armor. It was a light-attribute combat aura.

Bang!

After an even heavier sound, William was sent flying again. He flew for a few meters before landing heavily on the ground. A crack appeared on the hammer.

Everyone rubbed their eyes and gasped. Some sharp-eyed people recognized the combat aura on Vincent's body and cried out in surprise.

"This is light-attribute combat aura. As expected, he's Watson!"

Many of them had come because they had heard that Watson had mastered light-attribute combat aura. Light- and dark-attribute combat aura cultivation methods were very precious, especially when it came to publicly teaching them. There might be more than one Silver-tier warrior in Blackmoon Castle, but there could only be one person who cultivated light-attribute combat aura.

Everyone firmly believed that the person in front of them was definitely Watson.

"What else do you have to say? Why don't I give you another chance?"

Vincent asked. William, who was lying on the ground, got up with a resentful expression and waved his hand with a red face. "No, there's no need."

He had already used his full strength, but he was still unable to do anything to Vincent. He would not allow further tricks to be played on his pride.

"The first person was eliminated. Who else wants to try?" Vincent looked around. The many guards in front of him all took a step back with a pained expression on their faces. William might not be the strongest among them, but he was the one with the greatest strength and the fiercest attacks. If William was unable to do anything to Vincent, they would certainly be faced with humiliation if they were to go up.

"No one is willing?"Vincent was a little disappointed as he shook his head and sighed. "Since no one is willing to give it a try, I announce that…"

Just as he was about to say '…no one has passed the selection', he was interrupted by a voice from behind him.

"Big Brother, wait a moment."

Watson brought Scarlet out of the castle with a helpless expression on his face. "Big Brother, you're wearing Silver-tier defensive equipment and you've trained light-attribute combat aura. It's normal for these people to be unable to move you. The conditions you set are too harsh."

Watson had just arrived not long ago to witness the process of the duel between Vincent and William.

The border was such a remote and desolate place that it would have been good enough if they could gather more than ten bronze grade warriors. Who else would come back to apply for the job in the future if so many people were eliminated at once? It was not that there were no geniuses in the border who could defeat Vincent in Silver-grade defensive equipment, but rather, such geniuses would not just simply become a servant to guard houses.

"Watson, why did you come out?"

Seeing his younger brother, Vincent was first puzzled, then explained, "I'm doing this for the sake of the family. If these people couldn't even defeat me, what's the use of recruiting them into the house other than feeding them our rice? How are they going to guard the house? How are they going to protect you?"

The person in front of everyone was not Watson, but Watson's older brother?

Everyone's eyes widened upon hearing the conversation between the brothers. Watson was a genius who had recently become famous at the border. If he had become a Silver-tier warrior at such a young age, his big brother must have been even stronger. It was unsurprising that they could not beat him.

"So you're wearing Silver-tier armor. No wonder I can't beat you with my hammer. You're cheating! If you have what it takes, take off your armor. See if I can make you move. However, this time, I won't fight you. I want to fight Watson."

William, who was just about to give up, shouted as his eyes lit up.

If he could not win against the elder brother, he would definitely not lose against the younger brother. Indeed, he still had a chance.

Vincent frowned and turned his head to say something, but Watson waved his hand to stop him. "Big Brother, forget it. Since he's so persistent, let's give him another chance!"

Turning his head, Watson said, "Your name is William, right? I won't make it hard for you."

As he spoke, Watson took off his small black shirt and threw it on the ground, revealing his smooth muscle lines and slightly tender upper body. "This shirt I'm wearing is Gold-tier armor. For the sake of fairness, I'll take it off for now."

Gold-tier armor!

Everyone present there widened their eyes. They were already extremely envious when Vincent earlier said that he was wearing Silver-tier armor. They had not expected Watson to wear something even better. Gold-tier armor was often heard in legends, but it was the first time they had seen it. One such equipment was worth at least a thousand gold coins, and they wondered where Watson had gotten that much money.

They all had a sudden realization after raising their heads and looking at Blackmoon Castle behind Watson.

Anyone who could afford to build a castle would certainly not lack the funds to get Gold-tier defensive equipment. At that thought, they became even more eager to join Blackmoon Castle. With such wealth, they would still be able to get a set of Bronze-tier equipment, and it was enough to make them happy for a long time even if they could not get Silver- or Gold-tier defensive equipment.

"I'm coming now."

William also looked begrudgingly at the shirt on the ground and licked his dry lips.

"Hold on a bit."

Watson gestured for him to stop. The light on his body circulated and a layer of combat aura armor appeared. It went from gold to red, then yellow to green, and finally, it turned sky-blue, "You're cultivated earth-type combat aura. I'll use water-type combat aura to defend, which will increase your chances of winning."

In this world, the six attributes had a restraining relationship. Light and dark attributes countered each other. Earth-type combat aura countered water-type combat aura, water-type combat aura countered fire-type combat aura, fire-type combat aura countered wind-type combat aura, and wind-type combat aura countered earth-type combat aura.

Under the situation where the attributes countered each other, the superior party's battle strength could be doubled.

"Did you see how many types of combat aura Watson used just now?" A guard nudged the person beside him, unable to close his mouth.

The person beside him carefully answered, "There seemed to be five types."

There were six types of combat aura in total. Watson had exclusive possession of five. Training two types of combat aura at the same time would require more than double the time spent by an ordinary person, not to mention five. What kind of talent was that? Was he…still human?

"You can begin."

After doing all this, Watson beckoned William in satisfaction with his hand.

William's face alternated between green and white, and he could no longer take another step forward. After pausing for a moment, he dejectedly put down his fist. "I… Admit defeat."

What was there to begin? Watson had mastered five types of combat aura, and he had deliberately chosen one that was restrained by him. This was looking down on him.

When he had seen Watson replace Vincent, he had thought that Watson might not be as good as his big brother, and that he might be lucky enough to win. It all seemed incredibly stupid of him. It was not unreasonable that the famous genius was Watson and not Vincent, because Watson was both young and a monstrosity.

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Chapter 39: Eager To Present Gifts

"Are you sure you don't want to give it a try?"

Watson asked with a strange expression.

He felt that the difficulty had been reduced significantly and he did not expect William to admit defeat. Did he not sufficiently lower the difficulty? Should he try using only half of the combat aura?

As Watson began thinking of that, a group of guards had already started discussing.

"This test is too difficult. It seems that we are not qualified to enter Blackmoon Castle."

"Yes, even William admitted defeat on his own accord. We are only bringing shame upon ourselves! As expected of the young genius who is famous at the border. He has mastered five types of combat aura. Who would dare to go up against him? It won't be easy for us to get close to him, let alone make him take a step back."

Although they really wanted to enter Blackmoon Castle, the reality was plain for them to see. Many people had given up, and Vincent's words rang true. If they could not even make Watson take a step back, what was the use of people like them becoming guards? To have their master protect them instead?

That would be too awkward.

No one dared to go forward. Only one of them tidied up his clothes and walked out.

"Young Master Watson, I want to try this trial."

Watson looked up and saw the person who walked out. He revealed a surprised smile. "Allen, why are you here? I didn't expect you to apply. We're all familiar with each other. Forget about the test."

When Allen heard this, he was ecstatic in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface, "Rules are rules. How can you break them so easily? Young Master Watson, don't worry. I haven't been sitting around idly for a month. I've caught two hundred magic beasts. After I pass the test, I'll return to Miles Manor and bring these two hundred magic beasts here."

Allen didn't mention how hard he had trained. Instead, he said something about magic beasts, which made the surrounding guards confused. But soon, someone realized that this person was blatantly bribing them. Allen's meaning was very clear. As long as he was allowed to pass, he would offer up 200 magical beasts.

200 magical beasts, even if they were Iron-tier magical beasts, would at least be worth dozens of gold coins.

"I can't possibly."

Watson scratched his face bashfully and withdrew the combat aura on his body. "Come on."

Allen came to Watson's side symbolically and gave him a gentle push. Watson immediately took two steps back and said, "Not bad. To be able to make me take a step back, you have passed."

"Which farm is this Allen from? How could he defeat Watson so easily? Could it be that he's a hidden Silver-tier warrior? Why haven't I heard of him before?" Someone asked in puzzlement, getting a fierce kick from the person beside him, "Idiot, shut up!"

Shady business!

All that shady business was conducted in plain view. Did they think the others there were blind? Only a fool would not be able to see through it.

Behind Watson, Vincent looked at this scene with black lines all over his head.

He had heard of Watson's encounter at miles manor and knew that Allen had already defected to Watson. It was only natural that he would enter Blackmoon Castle. However, it was still important to put on a good show in front of all those people.

"I didn't expect you to improve so much in the past month, Allen. You're now officially a member of Blackmoon Castle."

Watson chuckled. He felt that Allen was quite smart. He knew that he had to bribe his way through the exam. In fact, he was not satisfied with the guards in front of him. However, if these people were like Allen and were willing to give up the property that fancies his interest, it was not impossible for him to go easy on them.

Watson looked at Allen and saw him winking at him. Although Allen's strength was not good, he was smart. With proper training, he could rest assured about the safety of his family.

Watson did not worry any longer and said, "Allen, as the first person to pass the trial, you'll get a set of Bronze-tier armor and weapons later. After you bring the magical beasts here, you'll also get a Bronze-tier magic beast! Other than that, you can get three Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs every day, and you can get ten gold coins a month…"

One Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken egg every day?

Bronze-tier weapons, armor, and mounts?

Was that for real?

Watson said a bunch of tempting rewards. After a pause, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's not wait any longer. Let's do it now! Big Brother, take a hundred Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs and give them to Allen."

"I understand." Vincent also understood that his eighth brother wanted to make such big promises to win over the hearts of the people. Without saying anything else, he returned to the castle. A moment later, he walked out with a basket of eggs. The number of eggs in the basket was neither too much nor too little and there were exactly a hundred of them.

Seeing this scene, the guards knew that what Watson said was true. Their eyes instantly turned red. A hundred colorful fragrant eggs, that was a hundred gold coins. The value of the eggs was more than two hundred Iron-tier magic beasts. Allen had already made a profit, and he even had three eggs to eat every day in the future. Such treatment was something none of them dared to imagine.

Some of them moved their noses and sniffed the fragrance in the air. They licked their lips as they felt a lot more comfortable.

"Young Master Watson, I suddenly remembered that my family has an ancestral bronze-tier enchanted necklace that is worth fifty gold coins," a guard stood out and said righteously.

"Although my family does not have any valuable jewelry, I have a twelve-year-old sister who is about the same age as young master Watson. She can be a little handmaiden to serve you tea and water." Another guard stepped forward.

The rest of the people looked at each other and started to discuss among themselves.

"Young Master Watson, I don't have anything valuable in my family, nor do I have a cute sister. Do you think I'm…"

The guard who spoke seemed to feel that there was something strange in the gaze of the people around him, he added, "Why are you all looking at me like that? I'm not saying that I want to give my body to the young master. I'm saying that I have the strength. As long as the young master is willing to recruit me into the castle, I'm willing to capture ten Iron-tier magical beasts every day!"

Watson smiled at the excited crowd. "Everyone, don't be anxious. Come one by one! Big Brother, please write down the conditions that these people have promised."

Half an hour later, Vincent was holding a long gift list in his hand. On it were written various benefits. Some people gave jewelry worth dozens of gold coins, some gave their younger sisters, and some gave land, food, and weapons.

Among the dozen guards in front of him, Watson chose ten who were under the age of forty. These people were still young and had a lot of room to improve their strength in the future. As for those who were in their fifties or sixties, Watson could only apologize even if they gave a lot of gifts.

He accepted the gifts to make a fortune, but also to improve the strength of these guards. When those guards delivered the items, ordinary armor would be fused into Bronze or Silver-tier defensive equipment. Wheat would be fused into high-quality ingredients that could improve the strength of the guards

Watson made up his mind. The better the items these people gave, the more benefits they would get. If he only needed to move his fingers to arm a team of guards and make them all feel grateful, there was no reason for him not to do so.

"The test this time has ended. I want to apologize to those who failed. The next recruitment will be in a month's time! Those who are interested can inform their friends. If they can pull someone over and successfully pass the selection, they will receive a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken egg."

With a wave of his hand, Watson dismissed those who had been eliminated. He led his big brother and the ten selected guards into Blackmoon Castle. The excited voice of his seventh sibling Scarlet could faintly be heard beside him, "Watson, can you share some of the many gifts you received? You're really too cunning to have them present you gifts if they want to join the castle. If they come here a few more times, we'll make a huge profit without having to do anything."

"Shh, seventh sister, Don't talk nonsense! This is clearly called wisdom. How can you call it cunning?"

Boom!

The gate of Blackmoon Castle closed with a loud bang, leaving a few people who looked at each other blankly.

"What are you still standing there for? Quickly go back and ask if there are any Bronze-tier warriors we know who are willing to join Blackmoon Castle."

Some people came to their senses and gritted their teeth and left in a hurry. They had no hope of joining Blackmoon Castle, but it was fine to introduce other people over. How could they possibly miss out on a chance for them to get Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs for free?

They had never heard of such a thing before. Similarly, the wealth of Blackmoon Castle once again breathed new life into everyone's worldview.

The border had been peaceful for decades, but a big storm was about to occur.

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Chapter 40: Accepting Benefits

Three days later.

"It's time. Everyone, take a rest. It's time to collect the eggs."

At the edge of the training field in the castle, Watson waved his hand with a basket of eggs in his hand.

When the ten guards who were sweating on the training field heard this, they immediately put down their wooden swords and walked eagerly to Watson's side.

It had been three days since they entered the castle. Ever since Watson had appointed Allen as the captain and the others as the ordinary guards on the first day, they had not been busy guarding the house these few days. Instead, they had been training together under Watson's orders.

Those who passed the test were qualified to let Watson teach them light-type combat aura. Unfortunately, only one in 100,000 people could practice light-type combat aura. Those ten people had been learning for a few days but were still unable to condense a single bit of light-type combat aura, leaving them on the verge of giving up.

Other than that, they did not have anything to worry about here. Instead, they were very happy. Each of them had their own house in the mansion, and they could eat meat until they were full every meal.

In the past, they had never received such treatment on other farms. It was already good enough to be able to eat meat once every few days, and the place they lived in was also crowded with a few people. Now that they were tired of training, they could go back and take a good bath. They could lie on the soft bed and cover themselves with feather blankets, they no longer had to worry about being woken up by the snoring sounds.

This place was simply heaven. Everyone was rejoicing that they could pass the selection.

"William, nine eggs."

"Liszt, nine eggs as well."

"Allen… Allen has already received his eggs this month. Come back next month."

Watson quickly distributed the eggs. The family's chicken farm now had six Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens and the daily net output was 600 eggs. They could not finish such an amount, and there was still plenty left after distributing them to the guards.

After receiving the eggs, the guards held the multicolored eggs in their hands and panted heavily. Once again, they firmly believed that joining the farm was the right thing to do.

"I've taught you everything that can be taught. Now, it's up to each of you to understand! "I hope that all of you can enter Silver-tier as early as possible. Tomorrow, you'll have a day off. You can go back and visit your families. At the same time, you can bring the things that you promised me. If you can't do what you promised, I don't want such people."

Watson smiled at the ten guards.

"Don't worry, Young Master Watson. We will not miss a single thing that we promised."The guards hurriedly agreed.

It was easy to go from frugality to extravagance, and difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. They had experienced a beautiful life there. No one would be willing to go back to living a hard life. They would not only bring the things that they promised Watson, but give more too. A few of them had even decided to give up all of their assets.

Compared to the benefits Watson brought them, the things they gave Watson was completely insignificant.

…

The next day.

"Captain Allen, tell us quickly what it's like inside Blackmoon Castle."

In Miles Manor, a few guards surrounded Allen. Someone brought him tea and poured water, and someone massaged his shoulders and legs, asking curiously.

"You don't need to call me captain from now on."

Allen leisurely drank his tea and waved his hand, "I'm no longer a member of Miles Manor. From now on, I'll leave this manor to you! As for Blackmoon Castle, I dare say that it's the most comfortable place at the border. I've just gone there and obtained a hundred Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs. I believe that after eating them all, I'll be able to break through Bronze-tier and reach Silver-tier in less than a year."

He was originally a peak Bronze-tier warrior. Ten Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs had increased his strength by 1,000 catties. In addition, Watson had taught him a large amount of combat aura cultivation techniques over the past few days, and after comprehending them, he had already gained some enlightenment.

"A hundred Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs!"

The guards behind him who were helping to massage his legs had eyes filled with unconcealable envy, "I heard that there are hundreds of rooms in the castle of blackmoon. Every guard who enters can be assigned a room. The bed in the room is so big that two people can lie down, and there's also a bathtub! The food is good too. There's wheat bread and meat for every meal. I wonder if it's true?"

"Of course it's true."

Allen nodded, "These are the worst rooms you're talking about. There's more than just a bed in one of the better rooms! For example, there's a fireplace in the wall. It's very warm when it's lit. You don't have to worry about anything in winter. There's a red carpet on the ground, so it's not a problem to walk barefoot on it. The chandelier above your head is brighter than all the lights in our manor put together. The lighting at night is the same as during the day. There are even gems inlaid on it…"

It had to be the kingdom of heaven!

Someone was moved by Allen's description and could not help but ask, "Allen, we can be considered to be acquainted with young master Watson. When you go back, can you tell him to let us become guards as well?"

"Blackmoon Castle only recruits professionals above Bronze-tier. If you want to go, all you need to do is train hard! Alright, stop pressing the button. Go and feed the 200 magica; beast cubs in the breeding farm. I'll set off tomorrow and send these magical beasts to Young Master Watson."

Allen waved his hand. The rest of the guards could only rue their lack of training in the past as they went to the breeding farm to take care of the magical beasts.

…

On the other side, at the residence of a guard named Liszt.

Liszt was 25-years-old that year and had barely entered Bronze-rank. He initially did not have much hope of entering Blackmoon Castle, but fortunately, Young Master Watson was kind-hearted and eventually accepted him. The price was that he had to send his sister over to be a maid.

"Big Brother Liszt, are you sure you want to take me to that castle? I don't want to go, I'm scared…"

An 11- or 12-year-old girl, who was a little thin and weak but had a beautiful face, grabbed Liszt's hand weakly.

Going to an unfamiliar place was already uncomfortable. In addition, there were many stories about evil people among the nobles. If they did not treat the handmaidens as human beings, they would be thrown onto the bed for shameful acts. If the handmaidens made a minor mistake, they would be beaten and scolded; if they made a huge mistake, they would be killed.

Liszt's parents were also present. At this moment, they looked worried. "Liszt, what is the logic in becoming a servant and getting more benefits? Is this so-called Blackmoon Castle reliable? Don't push Wendy into the fire pit."

"Father, Mother, don't worry. This family is very kind. They are even more generous to us subordinates! I'll receive ninety Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs every month. If converted into money, it would be a hundred gold coins. Wendy isn't just going to live in a big house if she went there. She can also eat meat and wear new clothes every day. It's much better than living here."

Liszt looked around the shabby home and explained.

Live in a big house and wear new clothes?

"Brother, I'll go." Wendy's eyes lit up as she hurriedly agreed.

"Is it really that good?"

The two old men were also moved. "Liszt, why don't you take us there too! We can go there at the same time and take care of Wendy."

"I need to seek Young Master Watson's opinion on this matter."

Liszt sighed. His parents were reluctant just now, but were immediately interested after hearing that they could live in a big house. If they knew that everyone had their own room, that they could bathe every day in the summer, and that they could heat up the stove in the winter, perhaps the old couple might be even more excited.

…

At another farm not far away.

The owner of the farm held on tightly to a man with a big waist.

"William, you can't leave. You're the strongest guard under me. What would I do without you? If you really can't do it, I'll give you a raise. is ten gold coins a month okay?"

"Let go, I want to go back to Blackmoon Castle! Ten gold coins a month, are you trying to get rid of a beggar?"

William was carrying a sledgehammer in his left hand and a large package in his right hand. There were more than ten sets of armor and swords in it. His eyes were wide open.

He was the one who had started the challenge, but he had failed both times. He thought that he would definitely be rejected. In the end, he decided to give away the weapons that he had exchanged over the years and was successfully accepted.

Who would want to stay in a lousy place if they could enter Blackmoon Castle?

"Alright now, we'll meet again. Don't make this unpleasant! How about this, I'll give you ten gold coins and you'll let me go."

William took out ten gold coins from his pocket, threw them in front of the landlord, turned around and strode away.

Those ten gold coins were his salary for this month. Watson had already paid him in advance on the first day he entered the castle. Money did not interest him. He was far more interested in what Watson had promised him: as long as he sent all that armor over, he would be able to exchange them for a set of Bronze-tier armor and weapons.

Bronze-tier armor and weapons were stuff that he wanted in his dreams.

After seeing William leave, the farmer picked up the gold coins on the ground. He wanted to cry, but the tears would not come.

Similar scenes happened in many farms.

A day later, the ten guards who had left the Blackmoon Castle returned. Some brought more than 200 magical beasts, some carefully wiped the necklaces in their hands, and some held hands with a pretty little girl. Everyone was waiting for Watson to come out and take all their offerings. It was very lively with the roaring of magical beasts as well as the heated discussion.

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Chapter 41: Crazy Fusion

"Allen gave out two hundred and forty magical beasts, of which one hundred and twenty were lions, and one hundred and twenty were rock-armored Demon Tigers."

"William gave out fifteen sets of black-iron armor, and Ten Swords."

"Liszt gave out one little handmaiden."

"The others gave out a hundred sets of armor."

Half an hour later, Watson stood at the entrance of Blackmoon Castle, counting the things that his guards had given him, and rubbing his hands together.

Other than these, there was also a set of bronze jewelry. There were more than twenty pieces of black iron jewelry, and 300 pounds of meat and 300 pounds of rice noodles each.

So many gifts had piled up into a small mountain, adding up to at least a hundred gold coins.

"Young Master Watson, the items have been delivered. is the reward promised to us…"

Allen stood respectfully in front of Watson, his face full of excitement.

Others might not know, but he knew the power of Watson's fused magic. With so many magic beast cubs, he could easily fuse a few of them and turn them into bronze-grade magic beasts.

"Don't worry, I'll take a look first."

Watson waved his hand and sorted the gifts according to the Magic Beasts, weapons, defensive equipment, jewelry, and food.

There were 240 magical beasts, 100 armor, 10 long swords, and more than 20 jewelry. The food weighed 600 pounds.

"What do you think Young Master Watson is doing? Young master said that he's going to make bronze-grade armor and weapons for us. is he going to use these things as raw materials?"

A guard asked in confusion.

"I don't understand either. We'll find out later."

The people standing next to him also didn't quite understand.

The things in front of them were all that many of them had. Logically speaking, these things weren't worth mentioning to Watson. If it weren't for Watson's words when they left Blackmoon Castle the day before yesterday, as long as the things were free.., they wouldn't have moved all the things in their homes here.

Now that they saw that Watson was so interested in these things, perhaps it was as they had guessed. They wanted to use these things as materials to create a higher level weapon. However, once a weapon was created, it would be fixed. For example, a black iron longsword.., if one wanted to advance to bronze rank, not only would they need to use a forging table to melt it, they would also need to add all sorts of precious ores into it.

It could be said that the time required to advance a black iron longsword to bronze rank was several times more than directly forging a bronze weapon. They believed that Watson would know about this. Moreover, they had lived in Blackmoon Castle for a few days, they had never heard of a place that could be forged here.

In the crowd, Wendy held Liszt's hand and looked at Watson weakly, her big eyes blinking.

"This is the youngest young master of Blackmoon Castle. He doesn't look like a bad person. Instead, he's a little handsome…"

Although Watson was only ten years old, he often exercised. He was about the same size as a fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenager. His tender cheeks were just beginning to show their edges. His brown hair swayed in the wind, and his sky-blue eyes were like the sea.

Wendy felt that it was not so hard to accept being this young master's maid. She suddenly thought of something, and a trace of redness appeared on her face.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Watson sorted out the different types of gifts. The corners of his mouth rose, and he smiled.

"First, give each guard a mount."

With a wave of his hand, he activated the fusion.

The lion and the rock-armored tiger cub that were closest to him instantly turned into two rays of light and collided.

[ Congratulations, master, for the successful fusion. You have obtained 120 bronze-grade Liger Beasts. ]

Following the system notification, over 200 magical beasts shrunk to over 100. The Liger beasts were nearly three meters long. One Lion Head and one tiger head shook, emitting a soul-shaking roar.

"What… What's going on?"

"How did the Magic Beasts merge together? Is this magic? or Am I Dreaming?"

Several guards stared at the hundred or so tall bronze-level magic beasts in front of them. They were both terrified and somewhat shocked.

To be able to directly merge the Magic Beasts together and raise their quality, they had never even heard of such a thing, let alone seen it before.

Allen glanced at his fellow guards who were unable to take care of themselves. He stuck out his chest arrogantly and curled his lips, thinking to himself, 'what a bunch of ignorant fellows. What is this? The truly powerful things are still to come.'.

"Everyone, come and collect a bronze-grade liger beast. The rest will be sent to the breeding farm later."

"Yes, Young Master Watson."

The guards only came back to their senses at this time. They walked over in joy. Some fondly stroked the Liger Beast's head, while others hugged the two heads of the Liger Beast and kissed them. In response to their actions.., the Liger beast obediently let out a "Wu Wu"sound and intimately rubbed against their masters'bodies.

This was a bronze-rank magical beast. Even if they could capture it, they wouldn't be able to tame it so meekly, much less with the strength of these bronze-rank guards. In an instant, everyone had a deeper understanding of Watson's strength, thinking of being able to ride the awe-inspiring bronze-rank magical beast to patrol the vicinity of the castle in the future… some people wiped their saliva.

While the guards were immersed in a beautiful vision of the future, Watson did not idle around. He began to fuse armor and weapons.

With ten sets as a group, he fused ten sets of bronze-ranked armor and a bronze-ranked longsword.

Bronze-ranked gale force armor

Effect: resists the attack of a bronze-ranked professional.

Additional effect: gains 30% strength and 50% speed increase.

Bronze watchman longsword

Effect: breaks through the defense of bronze class players.

Additional effect: Can Store Dou qi and release a protective shield that covers the entire body and is several times stronger than the strength of the Dou Qi armor.

The Gale Force armor was completely black. There was a long white cloak on the back with green wind-like patterns embroidered on it. The helmet was rhombus-shaped and was completely closed. Only a narrow gap was revealed in the eye, making it look mighty and domineering.

As for the bronze longsword, the front of the hilt was carved with mountains and rivers, and the back was carved with rivers. The blade was thick and heavy, and it was as wide as a palm. It was also very extraordinary.

"Young Master Watson has fused another bronze weapon and armor!"

"Oh my God, are these armor for us? They look so cool."

The guards who had just been immersed in the joy of obtaining a magical beast were now staring at the armor and weapons in front of them, drooling.

"One set of armor for each of you. Allen, as the captain of the guards, this only bronze longsword is yours."

Watson handed out the armor and weapon.

Allen glanced at the long spear on his back and threw away the weapon that had followed him for more than ten years without saying a word. He took the guardian sword from Watson. Although he had used a long spear before, he had a bronze longsword in his hand.., there was nothing wrong with changing to swordsmanship.

After a moment, Allen changed into the Gale Force armor. He held the helmet in his left hand and the guardian sword in his right hand. His long blue hair fluttered in the wind and the cloak on his back fluttered. He attracted a lot of envious gazes and became the most beautiful young man in the crowd.

"As expected of Lord Watson. I feel that after wearing this armor, not only my strength has increased a lot, but my speed has also increased a lot."

Allen posed a few times to earn enough eyeballs. Then, he tried to move. The steps he took were so fast that a phantom appeared. His clenched fists creaked. The heavy armor looked like he was wearing no clothes.

This made Allen Sigh. It was good to get to know young master Watson first. Didn't he see that young master Watson would give him all the good things first?

Allen wanted to try the guardian sword in his hand again to attract more attention. At this moment, he noticed that everyone's eyes were away from him and turned to look at Watson.

"Young Master Watson is going to cast fusion magic again. Look, he has fused a hundred pounds of wheat into a golden wheat. This fragrance… could it be a bronze-grade ingredient?"

"Look quickly, young master Watson has fused a piece of jewelry. Judging from the intensity of the ripples, it should be a silver grade jewelry."

"Oh my God, Young Master Watson has fused another piece of bronze grade magical beast meat! HMM? Why did I say so much again?"

At first, the guards were still shocked by Watson's methods. Later on, they were already numb. They stared blankly at Watson's actions and did not say a word.

Everyone suddenly had the idea that the young master was not human.

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Chapter 42: Winged Golden Chimera

Today was an important day in the Blackmoon Castle.

Ten figures wearing black armor and white capes appeared in the castle. They rode on tall magical beasts and patrolled the territory in an awe-inspiring manner.

These guards had a common name — Blackmoon Knights.

In the later generations, the Blackmoon Iron Knights had shaken the entire border and even the kingdom. The famous Blackmoon Iron Knights had taken shape at this moment.

"I have to say, this set of armor is very comfortable to wear. With this set of equipment, I can fight ten bronze-rank warriors of the same level."

The two blackmoon knights walked side by side, strolling under the tall walls of Blackmoon Castle. One of them said excitedly.

The other replied, "Who isn't? I really hope that a few blind thieves can come to Blackmoon Castle to steal something and let me practice! Oh right, did you get the bronze-rank wheat and magical beast meat that young master Watson gave out just now?"

The knight who spoke at the beginning sounded a little regretful, "No, the ingredients that young master Watson gave out were a total of six catties. According to the value of the items that we gave out, they were distributed to the top six people! "If I had known earlier, I would have handed over more things even if I had to borrow money. Sigh, it's said that when all these ingredients are eaten up, it can increase one's strength by a few hundred catties."

Based on the gifts they had given, Watson had long made a list of gifts. The people on the list would receive different levels of rewards from top to bottom. This had been decided long ago.

"It doesn't matter. There's still a long time in the future. As long as we work hard, there will always be opportunities to receive more rewards."

"What you said makes sense. Looks like we have to work hard."

The two knights encouraged each other and left the place.

..

At the same time, Watson also came to the breeding farm.

Behind him were the remaining 110 liger beasts that he had fused with.

The gifts that the guards had given him had almost all been used up. Other than these wealthy magical beasts, the items that Allen had given him were the most valuable. That was why he had just given the silver-tier necklace that he had fused, 'Silver Moon's guardian', to Allen.

The effect of this necklace was to summon a silver crescent-shaped protective shield to block the attacks of silver-tier champions. It could only be activated once a day. If it was activated at night, its defensive capabilities would double. With Allen's current strength and these equipment.., he was no longer weaker than an ordinary silver-tier warrior.

Using the items that he had given him, Watson had not only successfully armed a team of knights, but he had also left a surplus. The guards had made a profit, and he had earned even more. Watson had decided that in the future, when he recruited more guards, he would adopt this mode of gifting, he did not believe that anyone would resist the temptation and not work hard to gather resources.

"Jinshan Shan, come out."

Standing outside the breeding farm, Watson waved his hand, and a golden stream of light ran out at an extremely fast speed and jumped onto his shoulder.

He rubbed Jinshan Shan's head and smoothed the hair on his body. During this process, Jinshan cast a glance at the more than 100 Liger beasts behind Watson. Feeling its gaze, the Liger beasts all knelt on the ground, expressing their submission, they did not even dare to breathe loudly.

Jin Shan was very satisfied. He raised his head proudly, as if he was happy for the hundred plus new subordinates he had. However, Watson's next sentence made his expression stiffen.

"Jin Shan Shan, I'm going to fuse these Liger Beasts."

"Wu Wu…"

Jin Shan played with Watson with his claws in a wronged manner, as if he was protesting.

It had been transformed by Watson after fusing with more than a hundred liger beasts. What if it fused with a new chimera and fought with it for territory? It could also monopolize the spacious farm and have colorful fragrant chickens on both sides, would it be the "Little Emperor"in the castle?

"Don't worry, I'm going to let these Liger beasts fuse with you and become a part of you."

Watson was amused by Golden Flash's human-like actions and explained.

The Super Fusion system that he had mastered had a function, which was that before fusing, he could select a main body and retain the main body's consciousness. Other creatures that were fused would become a part of the main body's power.

"Ao!"

Golden Flash heard it, nodded, and called out, as if to say that there would be no problem.

"System, initiate fusion."

[ congratulations master, the fusion is successful. You have obtained a gold-tier magical beast, Golden Chimera. ]

Golden Flash, who was in Watson's arms, had a flash of light on his body. More than a hundred liger beasts disappeared, turning into two long wings on both sides of his shoulders.

Spreading his wings, golden flash shook his head and landed on the ground not far away from Watson, revealing his true form. His huge body, which was ten meters tall and five meters tall, did not change. His three heads and the Python tail on his back were raised at the same time, and his two sides.., the huge wings, which looked like they were made of gold, flapped, causing the ground to be filled with dust.

"More than a hundred liger beasts can fuse with another Jinshan! In other words, this time, I have fused with two gold-tier magical beasts, and the result is only a pair of wings on Jinshan's body?"

Watson was not very satisfied with this result. He asked the system in his heart. It must be known that he had fused with a five-colored fragrant chicken with a thousand hens previously.

[ magical beasts can be divided into ordinary and elite. Ten ordinary wild beasts can fuse into an ordinary black-iron-grade magical beast, ten black-iron-grade magical beasts can fuse into a bronze-grade magical beast, and so on… Elite-grade magical beasts can fuse into two, and the lion and the rock-armored demon tiger are elite-grade magical beasts. ]

Watson nodded and asked, "According to this theory, wouldn't it take ten thousand hens to fuse into a five-colored fragrant chicken?"

Hens were not even ordinary magical beasts. Logically, a thousand hens could only fuse with a silver-tier magical beast, but what he had fused with was a gold-tier five-colored fragrant chicken.

[ although the five-colored fragrant chicken is a gold-tier magical beast, its strength is only bronze-tier, so it's easy to fuse with it! Other than that, there are many other factors to consider in the fusion process. The more magical beasts of the same bloodline fuse with each other, the harder it is to improve. There are risks in the fusion of magical beasts of different bloodlines, causing them to mutate and lose some of their characteristics. The stronger one is, the more difficult it is to fuse with them. Of course, the most important thing in the fusion process is still luck. ]

The system said a lot of things. After analyzing it carefully, Watson came to a conclusion — it was all about luck. He had said a lot of things in the beginning, but this last one could be summarized.

You couldn't fuse the Best Magical Beast or item that you wanted?

That was your bad luck. You couldn't blame the system.

Of course, this didn't mean that the system's fusion had no rules to follow.

For example, "The more magical beasts that share the same bloodline, the harder it is to upgrade.".

The Golden Flash was a magical beast that had fused with the blazing lion and the rock-armored demonic tiger. It was a magical beast that had reverted back to its ancestor. Gold-tier was already at the peak. If one wanted to become stronger, one would need to fuse with a new powerful magical beast and activate a new bloodline. However, this way, the Chimera would mutate, it would lose a certain characteristic.

Mutating did not only have good aspects. Occasionally, it would also have bad effects. For example, if the Chimera was fused with the five-colored fragrant chicken, there might be a giant five-colored fragrant chicken with wings and three heads. Its ability to lay eggs would be enhanced, its strength would be weakened to a certain extent.

A chicken that could not lay eggs was not a good chicken. Similarly, a chimera that did not have strong combat abilities would be useless even if it was kept. Since the Golden Flash was a fusion between a lion and a tiger-type magical beast, fusing with this type of magical beast would be the best solution.

"System, if I want to raise the strength of the Golden Flash to platinum-level, how many Gold-type magical beasts like the Golden Flash do I need to fuse with?"

[ if I'm lucky, I need a hundred ]

A hundred?

The corner of Watson's mouth twitched. A hundred golden flash was equivalent to tens of thousands of lion and rock-armored magical tiger. And that was only if he was lucky. There were only a total of lion and tiger-type magical beasts in the entire misty forest.

Gold was a watershed in the cultivation system. Those below gold could only be considered entry level. Those above gold were the true powerhouses. They could shatter mountains and fill seas. Take platinum-rank powerhouses for example. The entire Holy Dragon Empire could count them with two hands, each of them was extremely famous. Watson had originally planned to fuse with a platinum-rank magical beast. In the future, he would be able to walk unhindered in the kingdom.

Now it seemed that he was a long way from that goal.

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Chapter 43: Fusion, Rainbow Phoenix Chicken

Half an hour later.

After fusing the two-winged golden chimera, Watson sat on its back and enjoyed the pleasure of flying.

After the fusion, golden sparkle gained the ability to fly with humans. Watson was high in the sky, enjoying the pleasure of the wind blowing against his face. The feathers on golden sparkle's back were very soft, and sitting on it was like sitting on a soft blanket.

The blue sky, white clouds, brushed past his face.

"How exciting."

Watson opened his right hand, his brown hair fluttering in the wind, and his eyes were blown so hard that it was difficult for him to open them.

Since ancient times, humans had had the dream of growing wings and flying into the sky. Silver-tier warriors could turn their combat aura into wings and fly hundreds of meters high in the sky. As for Golden Flash, a gold-tier monster, its flying height and speed were even faster. Watson roughly estimated that.., the golden flash could carry at least ten people and fly thousands of meters in the sky at supersonic speed.

"Look, there seems to be a meteor streaking across the sky."

A few farmers stood in the field and watched as a long white line streaked across the sky, leaving behind a white wave of air, accompanied by bursts of sonic booms.

"Meteor, where is it?"

Someone raised his head as well. With sharp eyes, he realized that it was not a meteor flying over his head, but a huge magical beast. On the body of this magical beast sat a young child.

"Am I Dreaming?"

In the blink of an eye, the magical beast in the sky had disappeared.

Half an hour later, Watson, who had experienced the thrill of flying, returned to the farm. He patted the Golden Mountain on his broad back and immediately shrunk his body to the length of an arm. He quickly ran into the depths of the farm.

Feeling the softness of his legs, Watson's face was pale, but the corners of his mouth were trembling with excitement. This was his first time flying on a magical beast in another world. It felt much better than flying.

Since he had already fused with the winged golden chimera, he was ready to fuse with the five-colored fragrant chickens.

There were six five-colored fragrant chickens in the farm. Watson did not know what kind of surprise would come when these chickens were fused together.

In front of the chicken coop, Watson looked at the six five-colored fragrant chickens that were walking slowly with their heads held high and their chests puffed out. He activated the system fusion.

With a loud rumble, all the five-colored fragrant chickens transformed into rays of light that collided together, forming a huge shadow.

Very soon, the shadow faded, revealing a colorful hen inside. Perhaps it was not appropriate to say this, but this chicken was no longer a chicken, but a magical beast that was similar to a phoenix.

It was more than twice its original size and was only as tall as a person. Its body was covered with colorful feathers, making it look like a rainbow. It had two more colors than the ordinary five-colored fragrant chickens from before. Moreover, the feathers covering the five-colored fragrant chickens.., it was originally only the length of a finger, but now it was the length of an arm, and it had a long tail behind it.

When Watson looked over, the information of the five-colored fragrant chicken after it was fused appeared in his eyes.

Gold-tier magical beast, seven-colored Phoenix Chicken

Ability: possesses the strength of a silver-tier magical beast

Additional effect: produces a thousand seven-colored Phoenix eggs every day. When consumed for the first time, increases strength by 5,000 jin. Fifty years of lifespan. If consumed too much, there is a chance of producing a trace of Phoenix bloodline.

"Not bad. Although fusing with six rainbow-colored fragrant chickens is far from meeting the requirements to advance to platinum-rank, the quality has also improved quite a bit. Now, one chicken can lay 1,000 eggs. Moreover, the quality of these eggs is much better than before. Each of them can be sold for at least 10 gold coins!"

Looking at the rainbow-colored Phoenix Chicken in front of him, Watson seemed to be sizing up a small treasury.

After appreciating the posture of the seven-colored Phoenix Chicken, Watson returned to the bedroom.

On the way, he saw guards riding tall liger beasts and wearing tough and sharp clothes. When these guards saw him, they bowed their heads to show their respect.

"Greetings, Young Master Watson."

"I just heard that the chicken coop was emitting a strong light. Did Young Master Fuse with something new?"

Someone asked jokingly.

In the Blackmoon Castle, everyone deliberately avoided Watson's age. They didn't treat Watson as a child, but as someone of the same age as them. Sometimes, they even felt that Watson was more mature than them.

"He didn't merge with anything. It's just a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken."Watson scratched his head shyly. After greeting the guards, he turned around and left.

Looking at his back as he left, the guards were dumbfounded.

Rainbow Phoenix Chicken… forget it?

Although they lived at the border, they had heard of the rainbow fragrant chicken and Rainbow Phoenix Chicken. It was said that the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken was a superior magical beast of the rainbow fragrant chicken. Only one out of ten thousand rainbow fragrant chickens could be born.., its value was immeasurable.

"As expected of young master Watson, he always brings US surprises! Fusing with the rainbow phoenix chicken, does that mean we have a chance to eat the Phoenix Egg?"

A guard could not help but sigh. He was knocked on the head by his companion. "If we have time to think about this, we might as well do more work."

Even though he said that, the guard who knocked on his companion's head had a fiery look in his eyes.

Those were the eggs of the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken. If he could eat one of them… it would be a great pleasure.

Soon, Watson returned to his bedroom in the castle of blackmoon.

Today, he had fused a large number of weapons and high-quality ingredients for the guards. After that, he had fused a magical beast, which made him feel a little itchy. He suddenly remembered that there were still 100 longswords in his bedroom that had not been fused, these longswords had been plundered along with his armor. He had only fused one gold-tier ancient Knight's armor, and the rest of the longswords were left.

These weapons would take up both space and space in his house. It would be better to fuse them together.

Watson felt that since he was a silver-tier warrior, he should also properly train up a decent weapon as a defensive item.

At this moment, after returning home, he took out the 100 sets of longswords in his bedroom and activated the system fusion. With a burst of fierce light, the ordinary western-style longsword condensed into a brand new blade in his hand.

It was black with golden patterns engraved on it. It was also equipped with a scabbard.

Watson looked down and found that this sword was actually a gold-tier weapon. The blade was so smooth that it could be used as a mirror. With a gentle wave, it could leave deep marks on the ground.

Gold-tier weapon, the King's sword

Effect: can break through the defense of a gold-tier player and increase its own attack power by 1,000%

Additional effects: excitement (when there are allies within a ten-meter radius, all allies receive a 500% damage bonus) , King's Wind (summons a destructive-level storm)

Holding this sword, Watson's eyes lit up.

Now that he had a suitable weapon, it was time to consider the future development of Blackmoon Castle.

..

A month passed in the blink of an eye. As winter approached, the weather gradually became colder.

Watson was only wearing a small black shirt. As he walked in the field, the farmers inside greeted him one after another.

"Good morning, Young Master Watson."

"Young Master Watson, are you here today to use your light attribute combat aura to achieve that photosynthesis effect?"

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Chapter 44: Crystal Wheat

They all felt that Watson was a magical person. Despite his young age, he knew a lot of knowledge that they did not know, such as "Photosynthesis"and "Aerobic respiration".

These farmers originally came from Miles Manor, but now they all regarded themselves as people from Blackmoon Castle.

In their opinion, it was a very fortunate thing to be able to join Blackmoon Castle. Since the news of Watson recruiting guards spread out, many farmers within a few hundred miles of the manor were eager to join.

Every time these farmers went out and met their friends and family, they were no longer as humble as before. Instead, they could hold their chests high. Although their wages were not as high as those guards, they could still earn a few gold coins every month.

Watson waved his hand at the few people in front of him and said, "Don't be so polite with me. How's the growth of the crops in the farmland?"

Wheat was originally a double-ripened crop. In the Holy Dragon Kingdom, with some fertile soil and a suitable climate, it could even reach three-ripened a year. The wheat seeds that Watson sowed were bronze-grade, in addition, he had to come here every day to persistently use his light-attribute battle spirit and use photosynthesis to accelerate the ripening of the wheat.

In the current field, wheat stubble grew in cages. The original seeds had already turned into green tender buds, shining with a jade-like light. who had ever seen a wheat as clear and transparent as crystal?

Watson decided to name this new type of wheat crystal wheat.

Walking into the field, he casually picked up a wheat seed and sized it up. Behind him, a tanned farmer was responsible for answering his question.

"Young Master Watson, the wheat in the field is growing very well. I think it will mature completely in another month."

The person who spoke had a warm smile on his face.

This was bronze grade wheat. How could they normally see it? It was good to follow behind Young Master Watson. Even if they were not paid to see so many new things, they would still be satisfied.

Watson held the wheat seed in his hand, and the corresponding information appeared in his eyes.

Bronze grade crystal wheat

Effect: one pound of wheat can increase one's strength by 100 pounds, and it can dispel pain

After reading it, Watson nodded in satisfaction and said, "When the wheat is fully ripe, I'll give each of you 10 pounds of wheat as a reward for helping me plant it."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but smile.

He was generous and generous, which was what they admired most about Watson.

Just as Watson wanted to continue admiring the farmland, his eldest brother, Vincent, suddenly called out anxiously from behind.

"Eighth brother, third brother and fourth brother have returned from the direction of Monte Town. They also brought back a large amount of materials. Do you want to go over and take a look?"

"Wait for me, I'll go back right away."

It was already more than ten minutes after Watson returned home. In the spacious living room on the first floor, Watson saw his two older brothers, Singh and Xinwa, who had been away for a month.

Because the two of them belonged to different merchant groups, they wore different clothes. The Lucky Merchant Group wore a set of fiery red clothes, while the wind traveler merchant group wore green clothes with capes.

Sitting on the sofa in the hall, Singh and Singwa sipped the tea in their teacups.

When they saw Watson, the two of them put down their teacups at the same time and stood up, giving Watson a bear hug.

Compared to a month ago, the two brothers'figures were obviously thinner, but they had grown taller instead. Moreover, there were some corners on their cheeks, making them look mature. Even their big black, smart eyes.., had become more spirited than before.

Watson and the two brothers hugged and separated. He secretly thought that the two brothers'trip to Montevideo was indeed not in vain.

It was said that in the past week, the two brothers had learned all the business skills in the Chamber of Commerce. They had also introduced new ideas, which made the two big businessmen exclaim in admiration.

"Eighth brother, I originally wanted to give you a surprise this time. I didn't expect that you would give us a bigger surprise instead."Singh looked at the somewhat unfamiliar room and the murals with a sentimental expression.

The Living Environment at home was better than he had imagined, even more gorgeous than the top-grade hotel he stayed in in Monte Town.

In this month, he sold all the Arcana mithril he had brought with him in Monte Town, and sold it for tens of thousands of gold coins. Most of the gold coins were used to buy materials, including some rare ores, there were 1000 sets of armor and weapons, and 100 pieces of jewelry.

And that was not the most precious of them all.

The most precious things were the two carts of herbs they brought back, which were worth five thousand gold coins. Ever since Watson had fused the seven treasures glazed ginseng, the two brothers had been obsessed with it. The two carts of herbs were given to Watson for fusion.

"Eighth brother, help us fuse with a seven treasures glazed ginseng later. We have great use for it."

Third Brother Singh patted Watson's shoulder. His eyes blinked and were filled with mystery.

Singh licked his lips as well, as if he was reminiscing about something.

This time, when they went to Monte City, not only did they see the prosperity of the town, but they also experienced the "Gentle countryside"of the town under the guidance of the two big businessmen. They gave up their lives there for the first time.

Before this, Singh and Sinwa had never understood why their father Edward and Mother Catherine often hid in their rooms to have sex. Now, they also experienced the joy of being men.

The reason why the two of them could grow up so quickly was largely because they lost their virginity.

Wasn't it just losing their virginity? Was it worth being so excited about?

Watson was disdainful of his two brothers seeking seven treasures glazed ginseng at such a young age.

In his previous life, he had seen all kinds of clubs and beauties. In this world, his body was only a little over 10 years old and had not fully developed yet, so he did not think about these things now.

After spending about 10 minutes, Watson took out a small part of the two carts of medicinal materials and fused them into two seven treasures glazed ginseng, giving them to his two brothers.

After receiving the seven treasures glazed ginseng, he placed it in front of his nose and sniffed it. The two older brothers revealed an intoxicated expression on their faces.

Amongst them, Xin wa laughed wretchedly, "Eighth brother, in a few years, when you look as strong as us, we will bring you to Monte Town and find you two beautiful girls. We will also let you enjoy them. You might not understand, but that feeling is really too intoxicating!"

"Oh, that's right."Xinwa seemed to have remembered something and continued, "I remember there were many more people in the house, and one of them seemed to be a little handmaiden of the same age as you."

Watson knew who fourth brother was talking about.

It was a month ago, when he was recruiting guards, a guy named Liszt sent his 12-year-old sister over.

This little sister was called Wendy. She had light green long hair and snow-white skin. Besides being a little thin and weak, it was obvious that she was a beauty.

When Wendy first arrived at the castle of blackmoon, she was still not used to living there. After that, she became Watson's personal maid.

"Master Watson, the hot water is ready. May I take your Bath Now?"

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Chapter 45: Bathing Together

Wendy stood at the door in a black and white maid's outfit, the lapels of her clothes wide open. Although a twelve-year-old girl had yet to develop, it was already beginning to show.

Holding her hands on her abdomen, Wendy carefully looked at Watson.

Ever since Liszt brought her from that house, her life was much better than before. Not only did she have abundant food to eat every day, but she could also sleep on a soft bed and occasionally take a bath. After so many days, not only did her body grow a little taller.., her originally pale cheeks also became rosy.

Girls developed early. Although Wendy was only twelve years old, she already looked like a fourteen or fifteen year old girl.

Beside Wendy was scarlet.

Scarlet was fiddling with the silver grade longbow that Watson had forged for her last time. She shot a malicious glance at Watson and curled her lips, she said, "Wendy, there's no need for you to be so nice to my little brother. Instead of helping him to bathe, why don't you come out with me and hunt some pheasants and wild rabbits! Who knows, if you're lucky, you might even be able to hunt a black iron grade magical beast."

Ever since Wendy appeared at home, Scarlet had been like a little girl who had her beloved thing stolen. She often appeared by Watson's side. If Watson showed too much affection towards Wendy, scarlet would be very unhappy. However, in private.., these two girls, who were of similar age, were friends who talked about everything.

"Sister Scarlet, you should go hunting. I don't know anything, so I won't cause any more trouble."She respectfully shook her head at Scarlet. Wendy looked at the two older brothers in front of Watson, who were relatively more mature.., noticing that the other party was sizing him up with a look of interest, she lowered her head.

"Alright, I'll be leaving first."

Scarlet glared at Watson again before turning around to leave.

Watson scratched his head. He did not know why scarlet suddenly felt so hostile towards him. Could it be that she was jealous because she saw him getting close to another girl of the same age?

Thinking of this, Watson couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that it was a sin to be too outstanding as a man. Although he was only ten years old, he was still a man.

However, he and scarlet were blood-related siblings. It was impossible for him to have any ill intentions.

"You're Miss Wendy. You're indeed a beautiful girl."

Singh and Xing Wang whistled. With a mocking expression, they dragged Wendy into the room and closed the door.

"Watson, no wonder you're not interested in the beauty we talked about. You've already hooked up with one at home! Tell us, how did you two meet?"

The two brothers surrounded Wendy, looking at her from head to toe with sparkling eyes.

Wendy's nervous face and neck turned red. Goosebumps appeared on her pink forearms. She was twiddling her fingers, not knowing what to do. The corners of her eyes sparkled as she answered in a low voice, "Brother Liszt brought me here. He asked me to be Lord Watson's maid. We, we…"

Wendy could not continue speaking.

"Third brother, fourth brother, that's enough. You're scaring me."

Watson pushed his two older brothers away, spread his arms, and protected Wendy like an eagle protecting its young.

"Eighth brother, I'm just asking. Are you turning your arm outward already?"Singh had a profound expression.

Xinwa sighed as well. "Sigh, we were too excited. No wonder eighth brother is so protective of her. This Miss Wendy looks really good. I didn't expect eighth brother to know how to start a relationship with a child at such a young age."

They had gone through a change from a boy to a man during their trip to Monte Town. They had thought that they would be able to show off to Watson when they returned. They did not expect that Watson already had a good partner by his side, yet they were still single, this made them feel a deep sense of defeat.

"In our family, the most beautiful person is scarlet! I feel that Miss Wendy is not inferior to scarlet. Watson, Tell Me, which of the two of them is more beautiful?"

The disappointment only lasted for a moment before Xinwa once again asked.

"I feel that… if I have to say it, Wendy is still more beautiful."

In order to prevent his two older brothers from pestering him, Watson cleared his throat and said.

In any case, seventh sister wasn't around, so he would definitely praise the girl in front of him. This kind of method of pleasing a girl was naturally a tried-and-true method in his previous life. If scarlet were standing here, he would definitely say that scarlet was pretty, as for who was prettier, he couldn't tell.

Wendy was the type of girl who lived in a small family. Her green hair was like jade, and her slender body was large in places and small in places. She had a soft and weak temperament, and just looking at her made a man feel protective.

As for scarlet…

An image appeared in Watson's mind. She had a neat purple ponytail, flat breasts, and was always chattering and full of vitality.

Compared to this "Energetic"type of girl, Watson liked Wendy more.

As expected, after hearing his words, Wendy stole a glance at him and lowered her head shyly.

"Eighth brother, are you sure?"Singh was about to ask with a smile when his expression suddenly froze.

Watson nodded. "Of course it's true. Let's not talk about anything else. Seventh sister doesn't have any here at all. I don't think she has much room for growth in the future! I like big, European Women."Watson reached out and rubbed his chest, slapping it with a muffled sound.

"Eighth brother, I think that Scarlet's place is quite big too."

Xinwa also swallowed his saliva.

"How is that possible? I'm telling the truth! If someone were to hug seventh sister from behind, they might be troubled because they can't distinguish between the front and the back."

As Watson said this, he suddenly noticed that his two older brothers were looking behind him in a daze. Even Wendy raised her head and looked past him, her pink lips slightly opening.

Sensing that something was amiss, Watson turned around and saw a gloomy yet beautiful face.

"Watson! Watson! Sen!"

"You dare to say that I don't have breasts? You Dare to say that my chest is like my back? who dares to say that about my sister?"

"Since you dare to say that about me, don't run away if you have the guts. Stop right there!"

Scarlet, who had just left, had returned at some point in time. She even pushed open the door and listened to every word Watson said. At this moment, under the pursuit of seventh sister, Watson could only cover his head and scurry away.

..

Half an hour later.

Watson lay in the warm water and leaned against the wall of the bathroom. He let out a long breath. "Phew!"

This was the first time he had taken a bath in this world. Previously, his house had only had a small bathroom that was more than ten square meters. If his eight children wanted to take a bath, they would have to queue up. They might not even get a chance to take a bath for a few days, so they had to take a quick bath.

Now, the house had become a castle. There were four floors in total, and there was a bathroom on each floor. No one had to fight over it anymore.

Watson's bathroom was located on the first floor. It was more than a hundred square meters in total. It was paved with black tiles. One could feel the smooth touch with a light touch. Silver sprinklers hung on both sides of the walls, there were stones under the pool that could produce heat by themselves to ensure heating.

The entire bathroom was spacious and bright. Ordinary nobles would not be able to afford such a bathroom.

Watson tossed and turned in the bath that was more than 10 meters in length and width a few times. Such a large bath could already be used as a small swimming pool. Speaking of swimming, it was already autumn. He planned to build a swimming pool in a few months, he could swim in the water next summer.

Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard the sound of someone changing their clothes behind him. Watson frowned. Could it be his seventh sister, Scarlet?

He had already come to the bathroom, yet he still didn't let him off. He was too difficult to deal with.

Having decided to stop his sister, Watson stood up and turned around, looking into a pair of somewhat weak eyes.

The two of them were stunned at the same time.

Wendy was wrapped in a snow-white towel and holding a bar of soap in her hand. When she saw Watson's smooth body and something indescribable between his legs, the soap in Wendy's hand fell to the ground. The towel then spread out, revealing her white body.

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Chapter 46: The Second Round of Recruitment

Ten minutes later, Wendy returned to her room—her face was red.

She had been in a hurry to escape, so she did not have time to change her bathrobe. Wendy leaned against the bedroom door and covered her chest with her hands—her heart was pounding.

The scene still echoed in her mind. Wendy had wanted to scrub Watson's back because that was what her brother, Liszt, had told her to do. As a nobleman's maid, she had a responsibility to serve her master—she would have to cook for him, help him with his bath, and even warm his bed.

Wendy was still young, so no one would expect her to warm her master's bed, but she could still help with the bath. However, she did not expect it would be that awkward.

"Young Master has a huge penis! No, no, Young Master's body is really strong. No!"

Wendy suppressed the wild thoughts in her mind and took a deep breath. Suddenly, she was a little worried.

It was Watson's kindness that let her live in such a huge castle. Liszt even proposed to move their parents to the same place, and Watson had agreed.

Wendy respected her young master. What if he wanted to terminate her job because he was not satisfied with that matter?

"Young Master is a good person; he won't punish me that easily, right? If he really needs to do something about it, then he can deduct my salary!"

She was Watson's only maid, so her salary was higher than her brother's—about 50 gold coins a month.

"But I left without doing anything. Would Young Master really not blame me?"

Wendy still worried about her gains and losses when someone knocked on the door. She opened it and saw Liszt.

When he noticed that she was in a clean white bathrobe, he frowned and said with a straight face, "Why are you dressed like this? Did you take a bath? This is Blackmoon Castle. Don't be act too casually and treat this as your home."

Liszt was one of the first batches of guards that Watson had recruited. Other than Allen, who had the highest talent, he had been eating three Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs every day. His strength had increased by more than a thousand catties, and he was at the peak of bronze tier warriors. He was only a step away from silver tier, so Watson appointed him as the vice-captain of the guards.

Of course, Liszt did not dare to let Watson down, so when Wendy went to the castle, he had warned his sister not to cause any trouble and to serve the family dutifully, especially when it was Watson.

So, when he saw his sister in the corridor in a loose bathrobe, his mind thought about the situation if some burly guards had found her. However, he did not want to think of the implication. He already saw Wendy as his young master's woman.

"You are right, Brother. I know I'm wrong."

Wendy's face reddened when her brother reprimanded her. She did not dare to refute him. Instead, she rolled her wet jade-green hair with her fingers.

How would she explain it?

Perhaps she had bumped into the young master while he was taking a bath and saw something she could not describe? If that were the case, Liszt would be even angrier.

"Forget it; it's not a big deal. But, you should be more careful next time!" Liszt said as he sat on the soft sofa in the room. He picked up a cup of unfinished tea on the table, took a sip, and looked around the room.

It was quite a good room, much better than hundreds of rooms in the dark castle. It had two smaller rooms and a living room. Each room had a soft bed with a curtain on the side. There was a set of solid wood tables and chairs in the living room, two sofas, and a fireplace in the right wall, and the floor was covered with a red carpet. Some charcoal had been added to the fireplace as it was already autumn.

Liszt nodded in approval. He was the vice-captain, and he did not even get such treatment. At least Wendy had a single room, but he had to live with his parents.

"Wendy, it is good that you can live in such a nice place and eat delicious food every day. However, you must not slack off and let Young Master Watson think that you are a lazy person! In addition to cleaning the floor and the room daily, you also have to trim the trees outside, and…" Liszt mentioned all the work that he could think of.

At that moment, he was the only one who could bring his family members to Blackmoon Castle. The other guards were extremely envious of the special treatment he enjoyed, and they were all secretly troubled. So why did they not think of sending their daughters or sisters there?

Many of the guards had taken a few days off to go home and bring their female family members there. Liszt knew what was in their mind. As the first batch of maids to live in the castle, Wendy was blessed with exceptional conditions, and she might even become the head housemaid in the future.

Liszt was the vice-captain of the guards, and Wendy was the head housemaid—they would be able to achieve great success.

When it was time for the patrol, Liszt gave Wendy some serious advice before he turned around and left.

On the one hand, he was there to teach Wendy; on the other hand, it had already been a month. He had been busy with training every day, and he was always a little worried when he saw Wendy occasionally.

After Liszt left, Wendy sat back on the sofa. She dragged her hands across her fair cheeks and looked at the flames in the stove across from her.

"Brother is right. I can get 50 gold coins every month. This is something that our parents can't even earn in ten years. I want to do more for Young Master. At least, I want to be worthy of my salary!"

Wendy made up her mind as she clenched her fists. If she were to encounter the young master while he was in the bath, then she would not run away. Instead, she would take one with him. Of course, it would be better if she did not need to do that, but at least she could take a bath.

..

Three days passed by in the blink of an eye.

Zeke and Zenoah stayed for two days after their return. They asked Watson to fuse 100 sets of weapons and armors that they had brought back into bronze equipment in sets. Then, they fused all the medicinal herbs into high-quality medicine.

A Black-iron armor was only worth a few dozen silver coins, but the price would increase tenfold after it became bronze. Watson managed to fuse more than 100 sets of bronze equipment and weapons and about 100 pieces of bronze jewelry in two days. There were also thousands of herbs that ranged from bronze to gold tier.

Those items were worth at least 100,000 gold coins. Then, Zeke and Zenoah went to Montevideo with those bounties.

With these bountiful gains, his third and fourth brothers headed to Monte Town.

Watson noticed that his two brothers had gotten used to their roles as merchants, but that did not stop them from running around. Before they left, they even said that they would bring a girlfriend home. Naturally, they would not want Watson to overtake them on that front.

Watson smiled when he heard that.

"Good morning, Young Master Watson."

Wendy stood in front of him as she trimmed a crooked tree in the yard.

"Good morning," Watson lifted his hand in response.

Ever since Wendy caught him while he was taking a bath a few days ago, he did not dare to go to the bathroom. He was also embarrassed whenever he saw Wendy. On the contrary, Wendy, who had always been very shy, took the initiative to serve him tea during dinner. Then, after that, she would wipe his mouth with a handkerchief. When it was bedtime, she would accompany him in the bedroom and talk to him until he fell asleep. She did not chase him away.

Her actions made Scarlet extremely jealous. Every time they ate, Watson had to endure her sister's glare at him. Even the rest of the family members had strange expressions on their faces.

"Young Master, would you like a bath after your morning exercise? I can boil the water now." After she said that, Wendy was prepared to run back to the castle with the scissors in her hand, but Watson stopped her. "Wait! No need! I don't want to take a bath because I have more important things to do later."

When Watson recruited his guards, he mentioned that Blackmoon Castle would recruit more people next month. That day was their second round of recruitment. He believed that many potential guards were waiting patiently outside the castle, and Watson looked forward to meeting them.

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Chapter 47: All Members Are Eliminated

More than 20 bronze tier warriors chatted in groups of twos and threes outside the Blackmoon Castle; they looked nervous.

All of them had gifts. Some had magical beasts, and some had armors and weapons. Some even had carts filled with meat and wheat. It was not an exaggeration to say that some carts had dismantled beds, tables, and chairs on them—perhaps they had torn down their furniture and brought them there.

Most of the bronze-tier experts within a ten-kilometer radius were there.

Three old men, who had also applied for the job last time, were also there; they chatted with each other.

"I brought four people this time. Young Master promised me four Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs," one of them said.

"Hey, it's too early for a celebration! Young Master Watson said that it's not enough to just bring people here. We still have to pass the test. Even though I only brought three people, they are already bronze tier warriors in their 30s. They had a lot of room for development in the future. They'll definitely get three eggs," another person said.

While everyone talked, Watson brought Wendy outside of the castle.

As she stood behind Watson, Wendy looked at the guards curiously. She wanted to prepare a bath for Watson, but he rejected her offer. He told her to go and familiarize herself with the recruitment process instead. He said that he would let her handle all the recruitment matters in the future.

Watson looked at the more than 20 bronze tier warriors in front of him, as well as the gifts they carried with them, and smiled in satisfaction.

He had a simple idea when he brought Wendy there. After the two recruitment rounds, those bronze tier warriors who wanted to join him would definitely be there. The rest of the group were either below the bronze tier or fine on their own, so they did not need to go there. He believed that fewer people would apply for the job next month. He also had too much to do, so he could not continue the recruitment process in person.

Zeke and Zenoah had urgent things to attend to, Scarlet was still too young, and his eldest brother was busy with his cultivation. So the only one he could trust and also qualified for the job was Wendy.

"Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedules to participate in Blackmoon Castle's recruitment process. As long as you pass the assessment, you will receive three Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs a day! If someone has brought you here, please let me know who it is. Your guide will also get an egg if you pass the assessment," Watson said to the people in front of him.

"Just as we expected, we can get a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken egg—wait, did Young Master say a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg?"

The man rubbed his hands excitedly when he heard that. Suddenly, he sensed that something was wrong and cried out in surprise.

Did they not say that it was the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken? So how did it become the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken?

The Rainbow Phoenix Chicken was a gold tier magical beast at a higher level than a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. Had a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken appeared in the Blackmoon Castle? The crowd's eyes became more fervent when they thought about that—the reward had exceeded their expectations.

Those who were there to try their luck were determined to get into the Blackmoon Castle. There were also those who were doubtful of the situation. Even a great noble would not have a magical beast like the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken. It was only one short month, and Watson had changed the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken as a reward, so they did not know if he was lying.

"If you're ready, let's start the test." Watson was very satisfied with everyone's expression. He waved to Wendy. "Go and get the captain of the guards, Alan, and ask him to bring a basket of Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs."

Maybe some people did not believe him, but it did not matter. He would act to dispel their doubts.

"Yes, Young Master."

Wendy nodded respectfully before she turned around and walked into the castle. In just a short while, Alan came out; he was wearing armor and riding a liger.

The majestic liger, his grand armor, the guardian sword that hung at his waist, and his long and elegant blue hair—the combination made him look heroic. The crowd breathed heavily and looked envious when they saw him.

Soon, everyone's eyes moved from Alan toward the basket filled in his hand—it had many colorful eggs in it.

The eggs flickered in seven colors and emitted a delicate fragrance. Just one look and one could tell that those were not ordinary eggs. The smell increased their blood flow and their combat aura strength—and that was only the smell. If they were to eat it—well, no one doubted Watson's words anymore.

"Greetings, Young Master. What is your command?"

Allen jumped off the liger, and he knelt in front of Watson. The basket of eggs was still in his hand.

"Allen, get up. You are the captain of the guards, so you will be the examiner for the next test! You don't have to do anything. If they can force you to take a step backward, then it means that they pass."

Watson walked forward and helped Allen up. After he set the same rules as the previous test, he lowered his voice and said, "Don't feel burdened. Just do your best. It doesn't matter even if no one passes."

"Don't worry, Young Master Watson. I won't let you down."

Allen rolled his eyes and turned to face bronze tier warriors in front of him. "Which one of you would like to be the first?"

It seemed that Young Master Watson wanted to use him to establish his authority. He was an intelligent person, so he immediately understood what Watson wanted to do.

Watson hoped that he could show those candidates some authority and make them understand the strength of the guards in Blackmoon Castle. Even if someone passed, they should not be arrogant and undisciplined after they joined the team; it would make them easier to manage.

Allen had only joined Blackmoon Castle the previous month. Even if the guards had improved, it would not have been much. However, his improvement was the fastest—he was already at the peak of the bronze tier. Since his armor, long sword, and jewelry were also from the same tier, those warriors would not be able to make a move against him easily.

"I'll go first."

"I'll go first!"

As soon as he said that, a few people walked out from the crowd. They could feel the combat aura that Alan emitted. He was only a bronze tier warrior. Even if they could not defeat Alan, could they make him take a step backward?

The rules that Watson had set were too simple. It was clear that he had looked down on them—that was what some of them thought.

However, the reality was cruel.

It only took one minute for a few candidates to retreat with an ugly expression. They had used all of their might, but Allen did not budge. On the contrary, their fists landed Alan's armor, and it had hurt.

Alan crossed his arms and looked at them disdainfully. "Anyone else? Let's continue!"

The rest of the candidates gritted their teeth as they rushed forward.

Ten minutes later, there was no one left beside Allen; all of them had failed.

"I didn't expect that none of you could make Allen retreat. According to the rules, if no one passes the assessment, then all of you can go back." Watson pretended to be disappointed and sighed. The crowd's expression changed; some of them had torn down their houses because they wanted to join the Blackmoon Castle. They had brought all of their properties there, so they would not have a place to stay when they returned home.

That was especially true for those old men who had participated in the test before that. They thought that the test was easy and that they would pass as long as they brought gifts with them. However, the result had been different, so some of the candidates were resentful.

The three old men also had a bitter expression on their faces. They thought that they would get the eggs as long as they brought some people to participate in the test. That was what had happened the last time. Who knew that Watson would change his routine? That was great—their eggs were gone. Their candidates would definitely think that they were swindlers.

If no one passed the test, then would those applicants not think that they had been scammed?

Then, Watson spoke.

"Well, logically speaking, everyone should be eliminated, but don't worry, I'm a soft-hearted person! If you're below 50 years old, then I can be swayed to keep you here."

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Chapter 48: You Won't Suffer or Be Fooled

"Really?"

"Young Master Watson, you're not lying to us, are you?"

Many of the candidates widened their eyes in disbelief when they heard that.

Only the gods knew what they had experienced. They had arrived there with troubled hearts; they did not know if they could pass the test. Many of them were relieved when they heard Watson's rules. They thought they could pass the test, and it had slapped them right on their faces. Then, just as they were about to give up, Watson said that they had passed.

Did he play them?

After they had experienced the ups and downs of their short life, they were dumbfounded.

"You have seen how strong Allen is; he is the vice-captain of the guards! He had been only a bronze tier warrior, just like yourself. He has only joined Blackmoon Castle for a month, but his strength has risen to this level. I think you should understand what this means."

Watson pointed at Allen with a serious expression.

"Young Master Watson is right."

Allen puffed out his chest—he cooperated with Watson and said, "I wasn't even as strong as you, and I was the weakest among the bronze tier warriors. However, now, I can suppress all of you. This is thanks to Young Master Watson and also his Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs! If you join the Blackmoon Castle, you'll be as strong as me in one month!"

"Did you hear that? Those who want to join the Blackmoon Castle can come here to collect the eggs."

Watson thought that Allen was brilliant.

Only four of the 20 candidates stood there helplessly while the rest rushed toward Watson like a swarm of bees.

Those four people had wrinkles on their faces. They were over 50 years old; they did not pass the test, and they were envious, but there was nothing they could do about it. They were only bronze tier warriors, and they might stay in that realm for their entire lives. So it was expected that Watson would not want them.

"Are these really the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs? Even though I have never seen a magical beast of this level, the waves and fragrance that these eggs emitted should not be wrong."

The candidates, who had run toward Watson, held the eggs carefully in their arms. They looked delighted.

Some even rubbed their cheeks against the eggs as their mouths drooled. "I want to swallow these eggs. No, I should bear with it. I want to boil these eggs and eat them bit by bit."

Alan stood at the side and curled his lips. He did not comment on how excited those people had looked. He remembered the same feeling when he was there the previous month. Watson had given him the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken then, but it had been changed to the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs. He was a little envious. If only he had been there a month later.

Would Watson have given him a hundred Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs?

"Alright, those who have received their eggs can follow Alan back to the castle."

Watson looked at the basket in Alan's hand. "The recruitment process will continue as usual next month. I will choose one of the new recruits to be the examiner. If he can't do what Alan did and eliminate all the candidates, then I will send him away! Also, we have a competition in the castle every month, and the top ten winners will get additional rewards, and the bottom three will lose their monthly salary. Those who rank last for two months in a row will have to leave by themselves."

There were 27 applicants at that time. Three of them were old men who had been there the last time. Another four men were eliminated because of their age. So, only 20 men remained, and when they included the castle's original guards, there were a total of 30 people.

Watson wanted to turn his guards into knights who were not inferior to any army. The Blackmoon Knight name was a symbol of his hope. Those knights only sought quality and not quantity.

One should not think that everything was fine after they joined the Blackmoon Castle. He did not like to do business at a loss. Even though he had a fusion system and it was not difficult for him to fuse high-level materials, he did not want to waste anything. Those people had to go through many rounds of elimination before only a few elites were left.

As expected, those people who were excited as they held the eggs to their chest experienced a change in their expression.

They did not dare to deny that there were people who coveted the luxurious treatment of Blackmoon Castle and wanted to fool with their new status. However, they did not dare to have such thoughts anymore. If they did not work hard, they would be eliminated; there was no other place that would give them a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg, but there were too many guards like them.

There was no need to think too much about which they would choose.

"The rest of you, I can't let you join because of your age! But—"

Watson raised his voice halfway through his sentence, and when he realized that everyone's attention was on him, he continued to say, "But you can still bring people to the test. If they were to join Blackmoon Castle, then you'll become stronger and get the best weapons, armor, and even mounts! It doesn't matter if you can't join Blackmoon Castle yourself, but your friends might still be able to do that. Even if your friends are eliminated, will their friends be eliminated as well?"

Many people wanted to laugh when they saw Watson proclaim the benefits of Blackmoon Castle with a serious expression.

They had only heard rumors about how Watson was a genius silver tier warrior. They did not expect him to be so humorous. He did not seem like a child at all. Everyone was either nervous or disappointed that they were not selected, but his words swept them away.

"In short, you've done the right thing by coming to the Blackmoon Castle! You didn't suffer any disadvantage, and you were not fooled as well."

Watson thickened his skin as he shouted, "Same time next month—the third round of recruitment will be held at Blackmoon Castle! We will not only recruit guards, but also experienced farmers. Bring someone here, and if they pass, you will get a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg. This rule is also applicable to those who have joined the castle. That's all I have to say."

Then, Watson brought Allen, Wendy, and the people who had passed back to Blackmoon Castle.

Rumble!

The gates of Blackmoon Castle closed with a loud bang; it left behind seven bronze tier old warriors with an excited expression on their faces.

They would get a Rainbow Phoenix Egg if their candidate passed the test. What were they waiting for? They had lived at the border for so long, so they had friends.

They were determined to bring with them as many people as possible. Then, the seven old men looked at each other before they dispersed.

They were pressed for time. They did not want to be taken advantage of, so they needed to strike first.

..

After Watson returned to Blackmoon Castle, he decided to fuse some ores to create more walls; he wanted to expand the Blackmoon Castle.

When Zeke and Zenoah left, they left behind a large amount of ores. These ores were suitable materials after they were slightly fused. Many of the surrounding farms had lost their powerful guards. If they were to lose the farmers, it would be difficult for them to continue with the operation.

Initially, Watson's family only had ten acres of land, so there was no need to recruit more farmers. However, he wanted to bring guards and farmers from across the border, and the other farms would be left with only an empty shell. He would want to make an offer to buy those lands from the farmers, and he could unify the nearby area in one fell swoop.

"One year, no, half a year! Blackmoon Castle will become the biggest force at the border, and we will build a town that is no weaker than Monte Town."

Watson clenched his fists as he looked at the sun in the sky.

It was bright—Blackmoon Castle was like the sun as it slowly rose at the border.

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Chapter 49: Do You Blame Me For Being Rich?

The autumn wind rustled—it was almost October.

It had been more than 20 days since the second recruitment in Blackmoon Castle.

The ground inside the castle was filled with huge dark jade slabs. There were at least a few thousand of them. If they were combined, they would form a wall that was several kilometers long.

About 30 Blackmoon Knights sat on the hill of stone slabs; they wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

"The three-month winter will be here in two months. At that time, magical beasts will come out from the dense fog forest to plunder for food. It is not usually easy to survive the winter, but this year will be different," a guard said.

"Yes, I didn't dare to close my eyes whenever I slept during the winter. I was afraid that once I closed my eyes, magical beasts would come into my house! However, we don't have to be afraid while we're in the castle. I will also bring my family here in a month," another guard spoke.

The castle walls were at least three meters tall. There were also short spears stuck on top of the walls. Ordinary iron tier magical beasts would not be able to climb over the walls, let alone destroy them. As for bronze tier magical beasts that could climb over the walls, they were quite rare in the misty forest.

The three months of winter referred to the Holy Dragon Kingdom's twelfth, first and second months. During those few months, the kingdom would have continuous snowfall, and crops would not be able to grow. Usually, the price of food would soar at that time, and the various large farms would close their manors. They would use the food they had to survive the winter and occasionally organize guards to go out and hunt for some magical beasts.

The three months of winter was a feast for magical beasts, and it was the same for humans. In a world where strength was paramount, it was a dog eat dog world in terms of relationships.

However, things were a little different that year.

After Watson announced that he would recruit guards and farmers, bronze tier guards and above within a dozen kilometer radius expressed their intention to seek refuge. Even quite many farmers were moved, which caused various large farms to panic.

"Young Master Watson had deliberately chosen this time to recruit people. I wonder how those farms that lost their farmers and guards will be maintained in the winter?" The guard who spoke at the beginning sighed with emotion.

"That is not something you should worry about—think about yourselves! If you have the strength to speak, then you have had enough rest. Get up and continue with your training! It's almost time for the guards' grand competition in the castle. When that time comes, don't blame me for being merciless."

In the crowd, the captain of the guards, Allen, hugged his helmet. After he looked around him, he spoke to the group with a cold expression.

After the second recruitment, Allen still had a headache about how to train his men. In the end, Watson came up with a training plan for everyone.

For example, some had to carry thousands of kilograms of dark jade slabs on their backs every day; some had to go to the misty forest once every three days to catch ten iron tier nests; some had to go to the misty forest once every five days to fight against the Golden Flash, and the last three people standing would receive additional rewards.

Those were acceptable exercises; there were also some strange training practices—they had to jump on the ground like frogs with their hands behind their backs or raise their legs high during squats. Finally, when they trained for the formation, Watson would ask them to form a square formation and walk forward, and they had to move in an orderly fashion.

They had their own training methods, especially when they were already a bronze tier warrior. They were not satisfied with the training methods that Watson had given them.

Why would they need to train for formation? Would their orderly movements increase their strength?

Frog jumps were not only comical, but they also did not seem to be much of use either. They might as well fight someone to increase their strength quickly.

However, their thoughts quickly changed.

After more than 20 days of training, they felt that their strength had increased by a lot. For example, William was the strongest man among them, but he was also the slowest. After days of training, William's strength did not increase by much, but his speed and endurance had improved.

The others felt the same. They had only wanted to lean toward a specific ability. Those who were quick would only think about how to make themselves faster. Those who were good at defense would only continue to increase their defense skills. However, under Watson's training method, their comprehensive abilities had developed. Among them, Allen and Liszt had broken through to become silver tier warriors two days before that.

Those who complained about Watson's training methods had to keep quiet and follow the exercises wholeheartedly. At the same time, they respected Watson even more. He was a child, yet he could think of such an excellent and effective training method. It was no wonder he could become a silver tier warrior at such a young age.

..

In a spacious room within the castle.

That was Watson's office.

As he leaned against a comfortable chair, Watson enjoyed the warm wind by the fireplace. He picked up a training schedule in his hand.

The training schedule listed the targets for each week according to the day. They had jump training on Mondays, which included frog jumps, high jumps and long jumps. On Tuesdays, it was speed training, a 100-kilometer sprint, and on Wednesdays, it was strength exercises. One would carry the dark jade slab on their back and walk ten laps around the castle. As for Thursdays, they would have obstacle training. Everyone would go to the misty forest to catch some magical beasts. On Fridays, they would train their formation skills. On Saturdays, they would train in actual combat and fight against the Golden Flash. Finally, on Sundays, it would depend on the situation. If they were not tired, then they would continue to train. If they were too tired, then they would rest for a day.

Other than catching magical beasts for selfish reasons, the rest of the training system was the model that Watson had followed in his previous life's army. It was a modern civilization that had lasted for thousands of years. The method that he had developed to stimulate physical strength in that world was at least two eras ahead.

"According to the training method, these people won't be particularly outstanding in any aspect, but their overall strength will definitely be the strongest."

Watson put the training schedule down.

Since the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken had been turned into the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken, it could produce a thousand eggs a day. There were so many that he could not finish them. That was why he dared to train the guards like that. Whoever's body was damaged, he would give them a few Rainbow Phoenix chickens. Those guards only needed to put in ten times or a hundred times the effort. They did not dare to say that they were better than any prodigy. At the very least, they could far surpass people of the same level.

Watson picked up a few more letters on the table.

The letters had been sent in succession over the past two days. The names on the letters were names of the major farmers.

Watson opened one of the letters, glanced at it and found that the contents were very discreet. At first, he praised him for being young and promising. Later, he blamed him for stealing from other people at a high price; that had caused the farm to be in a state of panic. More than half of the people had wanted to leave.

Watson realized that the contents of the other letters were almost the same. Polite people were always courteous to him, but some also insulted him for not being sensible and not giving others a way out. They even threatened him to unite and boycott Blackmoon Castle.

"These people have crossed the line. They can't give their subordinates a comfortable living environment. What does it have to do with me if they can't keep their men? Are they blaming me for being rich?"

Watson folded the letter that he had finished reading and left his seat. He threw all the letters into the fireplace and looked at them as they burned. Then, he called out loudly, "Wendy, come in here."

"Young Master, what is your order?"

Wendy, who was in a maid uniform, walked into the room. Even though her face looked young, her expression was much calmer than before that. It had been almost two months, and she was already a maid.

"Send someone to revise the recruitment process."

"Revise? Young Master, were the previous conditions too generous?"

"No, I think the previous conditions were too artificial! The guards willing to come to Blackmoon Castle and pass the test will each have ten Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs per day. They can bring their families here to stay. All farmers who join us will be rewarded with one Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg per day and ten catties of bronze tier wheat."

Wendy was shocked when she heard it, but Watson smiled as he spoke.

He had never intended to develop things so amicably. Since those farmers had dared to threaten him, then they should not blame him for being rude.

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Chapter 50: Marriage

In the Liszt Manor at the border.

Even though it had the same name as Watson's guard, that was not his manor. A hereditary baron called Wilber Liszt owned the estate, and he was not related to Watson's guard. It was a large manor, and it had hundreds of people. There was a rumor that the family was related to someone at the border.

In that world, only noblemen had the right to a family name; to make it easier to differentiate between those two people, Wilber Liszt would be addressed as Wilber.

"Master Wilber, something terrible has happened!"

The guard, Wesley, dashed into the manor with a pale face.

Wilber sat in the hall with a cup of tea in his hand. His face was gloomy.

He had not been happy for the past few days. The Liszt Manor had been the best at the border, and he had hundreds of subordinates. However, a few days ago, a Blackmoon Castle had suddenly appeared at the border, and they were recruiting people like mad; even he was tempted by the conditions they offered. If he were to serve as a guard, he could get a set of bronze tier defensive weapons and even a mounted horse.

Everyone could get three Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs every day.

Blackmoon Castle did not only have many bronze tier equipment, but they also had many Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs.

He was depressed when he learned the owner of Blackmoon Castle. The castle was by Edward, the down-and-out baron. Edward's eldest son, Vincent, had once worked for him. At that time, he even wanted to marry his daughter, Monica. Unfortunately, Wesley had ruined that.

When Wesley explained it to him, Wilber did not pay too much attention to it. It was only a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. Even though he was tempted, he was not so shameless that he would just snatch it. However, the Blackmoon Castle's power had gotten stronger. It made him a little regretful.

If Vincent had become his son-in-law, then the Blackmoon Castle would be his property. The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken and the bronze tier equipment would also be his. If he had so many resources to unify the border, it was not impossible for him to become a great noble who could stand up to the border guards.

Wilber thought about it. He was a little displeased with Wesley as the man had lusted after the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken and then had fallen out with Vincent.

At that moment, when he heard Wesley's report, he frowned. "Can't you see that I'm drinking tea? Why are you shouting and running in here? Why do you look like that? Where are your manners as a noble guard? Go out and knock on the door again."

"Yes, Master."

Wesley shrank his neck and turned to walk out of the door. After he knocked on the door again, he walked into the room. "Master, I have something to report. May I come in?"

"Tell me, what happened?" Wilber put the teacup down.

"Master, the chief guard told me that he doesn't want to work here anymore. At the end of this month, he will go to Blackmoon Castle."

"What did you say?"

Wilber stood up with his eyes wide open. He raised his hand and swept the teacup off the table; it made a cracking sound. "Why didn't you tell me about such a big matter earlier?"

Wesley had an aggrieved look on his face. Wilber was the one who told him not to speak, and he was also the one who told him not to speak. He felt wronged.

However, he did not dare to defend himself. He could only ask weakly, "Not only the chief guard, but the other bronze tier warriors in the manor also have the intention to go to Blackmoon Castle! Master, what should we do?"

A hint of jealousy flashed across Wesley's eyes.

He also wanted to seek refuge with Blackmoon Castle. Unfortunately, he had a grudge against that family. Even if he went there, they would not take him. In addition to that, he was not a bronze tier warrior, so it was impossible for him to pass the test.

He had looked down upon Vincent back then, and he never expected that kid to be Blackmoon Castle's eldest young master in only two months.

"Those ingrates! I worked so hard to raise them, feed them, and clothe them, and now they want to abandon me? B*stards!"

He was so angry that he cursed loudly.

Wesley did not say anything. He understood the guards' thinking. There were no enemies in the world, only conflicting interests. Those people did not leave earlier because the price offered by Blackmoon Castle was not enough to tempt them. It was not because they had a deep relationship with the manor.

Blackmoon Castle's new recruitment plan had spread to the nearby farms. It stated that everyone would get ten Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs every day if they joined them. One egg was worth ten gold coins, and ten eggs meant 100 gold coins. It was 100 gold coins a day, 3000 gold coins a month, and that would be 36000 gold coins a year.

He did not know if his master had that many assets, and if one could get such good benefits, who would stay? Wesley calculated the figure again, and he was regretful. If he had not used his power to bully others and angered Vincent, and if he had helped them instead, he might have been the chief guard in Blackmoon Castle by then.

He felt that he had missed out on those benefits.

"What should we do? It's almost winter. Without these guards, who will protect the family? I will never allow them to leave."

Wilber was like an ant on a hot pot; he paced back and forth, his tone gradually became irritable.

Then, Wesley said, "Master, I have an idea. Didn't Vincent, the eldest young master of Blackmoon Castle, want to marry Young Miss? And he has served you before this. So perhaps we can betroth Young Miss to him. Maybe he would help us for the sake of our past relationship. And Blackmoon Castle would be equivalent to Master's assets once we become a family."

"You have a point! Go, bring Monica here."

Wilber's eyes lit up as he nodded.

He had not wanted his daughter to marry Vincent. However, he would no longer object to that marriage as Vincent's status was worthy of his daughter.

After a while, Monica reached the room.

Monica was a beautiful woman in her early twenties. She wore a gorgeous long dress and a sun hat that noble ladies favored. Her face was covered in heavy makeup, and she was complaining loudly as soon as she arrived. "Dad, why are you betrothing me to Vincent? I don't like that poor boy at all. I won't agree to it. Did you say you're only doing that to take advantage of the benefits, and I wouldn't really be engaged to him?"

"Did I say that?"

When Wilber saw that his daughter had exposed him, his old face reddened, and his eyes widened. "I could have done whatever I said, but it's different now. Vincent has a huge castle. Do you understand that—castle? Only one person has the right to live in a castle. If you marry him, you'll be its mistress. Aren't you willing to do that?"

"If they have a big bed that's softer than velvet, and if I can eat delicious meals every day and have ten maids to serve me, and if I can wear nice clothes every day. I can consider it if it's something like that." Monica was a little tempted when she heard that. Then, she added her own request. "Oh, right, there's one more thing. I can marry Vincent, but he can't touch me…"

Wesley frowned.

It was true that Monica was a good-looking woman, but no one could bear her unruly character. She had not married into the family yet, and she considered herself as the mistress. It was as if she was not worried that Vincent would refuse her.

Wilber voiced the same concern as Wesley. "Monica, you aren't even married yet, so you should learn to list your requirements appropriately. Otherwise, they might think that we do not possess any noblemen's qualities."

"That makes sense. Let's lower our requirements. I don't want ten maids—two is enough. The other conditions can't be changed." Monica nodded obediently.

"Wesley, take Monica to Blackmoon Castle and familiarize yourself with the environment. After all, it will be our second home soon." Wilber sighed in relief when his daughter had agreed to the marriage. His eyes burned with passion when he thought about the fact that Blackmoon Castle would soon be in his hands.

"Master, what if he refuses to marry Miss Monica?" Wesley asked.

"Would they dare to refuse? We have been around for more than a hundred years; are we not worthy of them?"

Wilber stopped his daydreams. He smiled coldly as he said, "I heard that many farms are dissatisfied with Blackmoon Castle because of their recruitment plans. If they refuse this marriage, I shall join forces with the nearby farms and send troops to destroy the Blackmoon Castle! If they dare to refuse me, then they will have no place at the border."

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Chapter 51: Sylvan—The Border Count

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Fairy Castle, at the border.

That was the border count's residence. He was the ruler there, and the castle was built behind the barrier wall.

The barrier wall was the Holy Dragon Kingdom's easternmost wall. It stretched for hundreds of kilometers and was the first line of defense against the Eastern Thorn Empire. The entire wall was made from bronze tier stone. Scratches from swords and sabers adorned the wall; it was filled with the mottled aura of history.

There was a sentry tower every 500 meters and an arrow tower every 1000 meters. Teams of soldiers in golden armor that was engraved with the Dragon God design patrolled on the wall.

The border count was named Sylvan. He became a rare platinum tier powerhouse in the Holy Dragon Kingdom in his thirties and was the number one sorcerer in the palace. Sylvan's name meant fairy in the ancient elven language, so he was also known as the Fairies Count.

At that moment, in the Fairy Castle.

There were many flowerbeds in the courtyard, surrounded by trees. There was a massive fountain in the middle. In a pavilion near the fountain, a platinum-haired middle-aged man, dressed in gorgeous gold-embroidered clothing, sat upright on a round stone chair. He was fiddling with a tea set.

Time did not leave any traces on the middle-aged man's face. He was a man, but he had a face that was not inferior to a woman's. His purple pupils and sharp ears indicated his identity as an elf.

Two messengers—a man and a woman—were opposite the middle-aged man; they said their goodbyes.

"Count Sylvan, we've troubled you for almost two months. It's time for us to report back to the Imperial City."

"You're leaving already?" Sylvan's hand continued to fiddle with the. "In previous years, His Majesty only sent people here when it was close to the winter, but you're here so early this year. Did something happen in the kingdom that made His Majesty so impatient?"

"Nothing happened in the kingdom, Lord Sylvan; you're overthinking it. As a strong warrior guarding the border, you haven't made any mistake in so many years. So many people praised you for that. His Majesty sent us here early to let us learn about your governance! Don't worry; we'll report the situation here truthfully. His Majesty will be very happy when he hears that you are governing the border so well. The other nobles will also use you as an example."

The female messenger had a pleased and graceful smile on her face as she complimented the border count.

"Is that so?"

Sylvan glanced at her. His amethyst-like pupils were like a mirror that could see through other people's hearts. "I heard that His Majesty hasn't been feeling well recently."

The female messenger's body trembled, and her eyes fluttered. "His Majesty has been ill recently; perhaps he has overworked himself. His Majesty is not even 70 years old; he will live for a long time. Lord Sylvan, you don't have to worry about him."

"Seventy years old. Well, it's not easy for a human to live to this age! Unlike me, who has the bloodline of an elf, my appearance has not changed since ten years ago. Life is beautiful because it's short, and I do envy His Majesty sometimes ."

Sylvan sighed, but at the same time, he also seemed to have mocked himself.

The two messengers understood what Sylvan meant. The elf was born in the Southern Elves Forest. Humans populated the Holy Dragon Kingdom; elves were not only rare, but they were also not welcome. That was also one reason why Sylvan, a dignified platinum tier mage, was sent to guard the border.

Sylvan and His Majesty had always had a bad relationship; it was not a secret. At that time, they had sent the messengers to investigate the situation in advance. Perhaps His Majesty knew that his health was not stable and was afraid that Sylvan would do something odd. The two messengers understood the reason, but they did not dare to say it out loud.

"I heard that a new force called the Blackmoon Castle has risen at the border recently."

Then, Sylvan spoke again.

"Yes, that is true. That castle is really magnificent. But, unfortunately, I only took a glance from outside the wall. If it weren't for the powerful magical beasts guarding the castle, I would have been able to enter it."

The male messenger shook his head as he spoke with a regretful look on his face. "For such a castle to appear at the border, it means that the border is so well-managed that the people there can prosper."

"Are you very interested in Blackmoon Castle, Count Sylvan? I thought that you built the castle."

The female messenger tugged at her companion's sleeve.

The border count would have known that such a large force had appeared at the border. She had seen Blackmoon Castle with her own eyes—it was not something that an ordinary person could build. People said that the family that built Blackmoon Castle were poor nobles. So, how could a down and out noble suddenly make such a windfall? It would only make sense if Sylvan had commanded it.

She had investigated the matter for two months after she was at the Fairy Castle, but unfortunately, she had no results. However, since she was about to leave, she had no choice but to ask about it.

"That castle has nothing to do with me. Even though I am in charge of the border, I don't know everything! Don't you have to go back and report it? You can go now."

Sylvan poured a cup of tea into his cup, put it in front of his nose, and sniffed it.

"Then we'll take our leave."

The female messenger bowed her head respectfully and dragged her male companion, who was about to say something.

"Blackmoon Castle… how interesting."

As he watched those two people leave, Sylvan pinched the teacup slightly, and a crack appeared on the top-quality ceramic. The tea in the cup, which was still steaming, was suddenly covered with frost and turned into ice.

"Nightingale, what do you think about this?"

He casually threw the frozen teacup away. As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow behind him squirmed. A petite woman in black clothes and a veil slowly appeared; she knelt on one knee.

"I dare not make any random guesses."

"It doesn't matter. I've raised you since you were young; you can speak freely."

Sylvan looked at his subordinate with a kind expression. The Fairy Castle controlled tens of thousands of troops; they selected the best among them to form the Shadow Guards to handle matters that ordinary people could not handle. They were at least silver tier warriors, and Nightingale was the leader of the Shadow Guards. She was only 16 years old, but she was already at the gold tier.

"Then I'll say it. Blackmoon Castle may have been planted by the King to spy on you, Count! We know about every farm at the border. None of them could have built a castle in that short period. Perhaps the King feels uneasy about you being in charge of the border for so long."

Sylvan nodded and motioned for Nightingale to continue.

"In addition, some people in the kingdom have said that the King is old and in poor health, so he has the intention to find a successor for his throne! The King has three young princes and a young princess. The border is the farthest from the Royal City and has never been under his jurisdiction. The King is afraid that his children will not be able to manage the border, so he sent a messenger to run an inquiry. It may seem like they did it out of concern, but it is actually to defeat us."

"Nightingale, you have followed me for too long, indeed. Your ability to analyze things is getting stronger! Since you know about this, then you don't need me to teach you what to do next. You can set off for Blackmoon Castle! It doesn't matter if the people there are the King's confidants or not; we'll rope him in. Since the King is going to attack the border soon, I can only be forced to return the favor."

Sylvan narrowed his eyes—his pupils were filled with deep darkness. "Even kings are inhumane wolves. When they need help, the wolf will put on human clothes. When it wears a crown, it will turn around and bite the farmers who had rendered aid! His Majesty is very old now, and he should die."

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"Hey, why are you dragging me?"

When they left the Fairy Castle and headed west, the male messenger stared at his female companion, who had kept her hold on him.

"Shh!"

The female messenger raised a finger at him as she looked around them. She realized that a well-maintained forest surrounded them. There were no guards there. Then, she lowered her voice and said, "Idiot, didn't you feel that the temperature has dropped? Count Sylvan is a fire-element platinum-tier mage, and he is the best at controlling the temperature. I can feel a murderous aura from his body. If we don't leave quickly, we might not be able to leave at all."

The essence of fire-type magic was temperature; whether to increase or decrease the heat, it would work either way. Therefore, ice magic was also a type of fire magic.

"Are you sure? Why didn't I feel it?"

The male messenger looked puzzled.

"That's why you should cultivate properly!" The female messenger flicked her companion's forehead. "If you were like me, a bronze tier warrior who cultivates the fire element, you definitely wouldn't say such things."

The male messenger cried out in pain as he held his forehead and asked, "But, why did Count Sylvan suddenly want to kill us? Did we say something wrong?"

"Well, do you know about the grudge between Count Sylvan and His Majesty?"

"Of course I know about that. I'm a messenger; there is nothing in the kingdom that I don't know! Back when His Majesty was still a prince, he and Count Sylvan were very good friends. He even married his younger sister to His Majesty, the former Queen. Unfortunately, the Queen died before she had any children. Count Sylvan quarreled with His Majesty over this matter and was sent to the border."

The male messenger looked puzzled. Then, he spoke confidently. "From then onward, Count Sylvan did not get along with His Majesty. Apart from any important meetings, Count Sylvan never went to the Royal City. His Majesty would only send people there when it was close to winter."

Sylvan's sister, Avril, was a half-elf. When the King married Queen Avril, it had caused a stir in the kingdom. After all, the Holy Dragon Kingdom did not have a precedent for the non-human queen. Nevertheless, the King resisted the public's objections; he dragged all the nobles who opposed him and beat them up.

Unfortunately, their happy times did not last long. Queen Avril fell ill and died in less than two years. However, the King did not hold a funeral for her. Many people discussed it, but they did not come to a conclusion. After a long time, the matter was considered settled.

Even as a messenger, he did not know the secret behind that, and he did not want to know. The most important rule of a messenger—know what one must know; do not inquire about things one should not know.

Curiosity killed the cat. The more he knew, the more dangerous it would be for him.

The female messenger said, "Since you know the relationship between His Majesty and the border count, you should know what it means to have an extra castle on the border! There used to be only the Fairy Castle. And now, the Blackmoon Castle has risen, and they are recruiting men. It had threatened the count's authority. I suspect that the owner of this Blackmoon Castle is His Majesty's confidant."

"I've asked around about the Blackmoon Castle owner. It belongs to a down-and-out baron named Edward. How is he related to the King?"

"You're an idiot; I've already told you! A down-and-out baron can't build a castle so quickly. There has to be someone behind him! So why don't we make a bet? Let's bet one gold coin to see if this baron is His Majesty's man."

"Let's bet on that."

The two of them made a bet and headed toward the direction of Blackmoon Castle together.

As he faced his companion, who was smiling proudly, he said, "You're going to lose for sure!" The male messenger looked helpless as he said softly, "How can I be wrong? Even though I don't know how a down-and-out baron can rise to power so suddenly, I know that it has nothing to do with the King. Why don't you believe me?"

..

At the Blackmoon Castle.

A long fleet of carriages had arrived at the gate.

"Young Miss, we've arrived at Blackmoon Castle."

Wesley rode his horse to the first carriage and waved his hand. The four accompanying guards immediately took out a wooden stand from the back and placed it at the carriage door.

"This is Blackmon Castle? Hmm… it does look good."

A hand in a light muslin pulled the curtain open. Monica, who was in a boat-shaped hat, placed her hand onto Wesley's arm. Then, she walked down the stairs gently with his help and stood at the entrance; she stared at the building.

Even though she was calm, Monica's peach blossom eyes were staring at the walls of Blackmoon Castle. Her breathing was heavy.

Dark jade stones.

The entire wall was made of dark jade stones.

Wilber's family traded ores, medicinal herbs, and magical beasts. As the family's young miss, Monica knew a lot about ores. She knew how many gold coins it would cost to build a wall of dark jade stone that spanned ten kilometers. Monica smiled as she thought about how she would be the castle's mistress. It seemed like a worthy place for her.

Four guards trailed behind Monica, and they also stared at the castle. They looked like country bumpkins who had entered the city.

"This is Blackmoon Castle. It's just like the rumors—it's really majestic!"

"Master's manor isn't even half the size of this place, right? The walls are even made of black jade stones. I heard that there's a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken that's even more precious than the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. I wonder if that's true?"

"If we can live in such a big castle, it'll be enough to brag to other people."

Wesley's face was bitter. He had been there once a few months ago. At that time, there was only a wasteland, a chicken farm, and a simple three-story wooden house. It was nothing like how it had transformed. He even suspected that he had hallucinated about it.

At that moment, Wesley had to suppress his feelings when he heard the words around him. Instead, he said, "Alright, stop talking. Unload Young Miss' things from the carriage."

"Yes, Sir Wesley."

The four guards walked to the next two carriages and retrieved the things from the inside. There was a dressing table with a bronze mirror, a cabinet filled with clothes, and a big bed covered in velvet. There were also two small pillows on the bed.

When the guards dismantled it, Monica directed it from the side.

"Be careful. My dressing table is very expensive. The lipstick in it is more than you can ever afford.

"And this bed, don't get it dirty. Velvet can't be washed. I still have to sleep on it at night."

As a noble and socialite, Monica was very particular about her living environment. The castle did look good from the outside, but what about the interior? She did not want to be uncomfortable, so she brought her own things with her.

"You are a young miss, indeed; you really have a lot of demands." Wesley carried the big bed as sweat beaded on his forehead. He complained in a low voice, "Why aren't the people in Blackmoon Castle out here?"

Boom!

As soon as he said that, Blackmoon Castle's gate opened with a loud bang. A group of majestic knights in armor appeared on their ligers. They surrounded Monica and the others.

The leader had long sky-blue hair—it was Liszt. He looked serious as he asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"Are you all blind? Can't you see that we are moving things?"?

Wesley had wanted to say that, but he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. The ten knights in front of him emitted bronze tier murderous aura. Even the ligers were enough to scare them.

However, Wesley remembered that he was there on behalf of his master, Wilber Liszt, so he could not be an embarrassment. He immediately held back his fear and puffed out his chest. "Are you a guard with the Blackmoon Castle? Go and tell your master that your young master's fiancée, Miss Monica, is here. Tell them to send someone to welcome her."

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Chapter 53: She's Not Qualified

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"Master Watson, there are a few people outside the castle. One of them is a woman named Monica. She says that she's your fiancée. Would you like to go out and take a look?"

Ten minutes later, Liszt stood in the hall on the first floor of Blackmoon Castle and spoke to his master.

Watson was in front of him; he wore a small black shirt. He frowned.

His fiancée?

How could he have a fiancée? He had never even heard of the name Monica. Did his father, Edward, hide it from him? It should not be the case.

Watson phrased his words carefully. "Liszt, are you sure it's my fiancée?"

"They said Blackmoon Castle's young master's fiancée. Since you are the young master here, so…" Liszt was also a little lost. The woman named Monica looked almost 20 years old, while Watson was only a little over ten years old; the woman was ten years older than the man. That seemed like a May-December relationship, and it made him feel strange. When he saw Watson's blank expression, he felt even weirder.

However, did Blackmoon Castle have another young master other than Watson?

Perhaps the people outside were liars; it was a ruse to covet the Blackmoon Castle's properties and to con them for a place to stay and food to eat.

Liszt said, "Young Master Watson, I think the people outside might be swindlers. If you don't want to meet them, I can chase them away."

"Forget it, let's meet them."

..

Outside the Blackmoon Castle.

The nine remaining guards stayed on their ligers, and they stared at the people in front of them.

"If I'm not mistaken, these people are from Wilber Liszt Manor. The farm where I previously worked had business dealings with them. I've seen their young miss once, and she looks just like this woman in front of me." A guard said in a low voice.

"The name Monica is the same as the Wilber Liszt Manor's daughter. I've heard of her too," another guard said.

The Wilber Liszt Manor was one of the most famous manors on the border. It was very popular within dozens of kilometers radius. They had never thought that their daughter was actually Young Master Watson's fiancée.

If it were any other day, they would definitely leave their mounts and be courteous when they saw people of the Wilber Liszt Manor. However, they no longer respected people from that manor; they were nothing. Was it anything compared to Blackmoon Castle, where one could find a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken and powerful magical beasts that guarded it?

Wilber Liszt Manor was one of the biggest manors around, and yet they will need to send their young miss for a marriage alliance.

"Miss Monica, it's been so long, but Vincent hasn't come out yet. Do you think that it's because he doesn't want to see you?" Wesley glanced at the guard in front of him before he walked toward Monica and asked carefully.

When he had left a few months previously, Vincent had said that he would settle the score with Wilber Liszt Manor and that he would never marry their young miss. If Vincent chose not to come out, then Wilber Liszt Manor would lose respect in front of everyone, and Wesley would get punished. However, Wesley hoped that Vincent would not come out as it would be very awkward if they were to meet again.

"You fool! Who am I? How would he dare not to come out?" Monica raised her right hand arrogantly, which was in a light gauze glove, and knocked on Wesley's head. "The next time you say such disheartening words again, I will tell Father to break your legs."

Wesley shrank his neck; he did not dare to reply to her.

At that moment, there was a commotion at the Blackmoon Castle entrance. Watson had walked out of the castle behind Liszt.

"Greetings, Young Master Watson."

The guards at the entrance turned, unmounted their ligers and knelt respectfully to Watson.

"You're the one who claimed to be my fiancée?"

Watson stared at Monica with narrowed eyes. When he saw Wesley, he understood what had happened. Wesley was the man who had brought men to snatch his Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, but he had managed to chase him away. It was evident they wanted his older brother, Vincent, and not him.

"Miss, this is Blackmoon Castle's eighth child, and Vincent's younger brother—" Wesley explained to Monica.

Wesley remembered the day Watson defeated him and stripped him off his clothes. His face was burning hot, and the humiliating scene made him grit his teeth.

"Since it's not Vincent, then there's nothing more to say."

The arrogant expression on Monica's face did not change. "I don't want to waste time with you. Go and get your master and Vincent before my patience is exhausted! A gentleman should not make a lady wait."

"Are you talking to me?"

Watson curled his lips. "You'd better leave. Eldest Brother won't come out and see you."

The master of Wilber Liszt Manor had ignored his eldest brother, and he had also wanted to snatch their property, one that they needed for their livelihood. However, he must have wanted to revisit the past when he saw Blackmoon Castle's progress. Was there such a good thing?

His eldest brother had said that he did not like that young lady. He had proposed to her so that their family could have a better life. Even though Watson had only interacted with her for a short while, he thought she was unruly and annoying.

"What do you mean? It was not easy for me to move my things from my bedroom to here. You want me to leave?"

Monica's expression changed. She walked toward Watson and raised her hand to slap his cheek. "As a down-and-out baron, it seems that you do not know much about etiquette. I will teach you a lesson now."

However, Liszt, who stood beside her, managed to grab her hand before her palm could land on Watson's face.

"A young lady should not hit someone without so much as a word."

"Do I need you to give me a lesson?"

Monica's eyes widened as she struggled. "You are a servant, and you attacked your master. Wesley, kill this guard for me."

Liszt released his grip and pushed her. Monica stumbled backward until she fell onto the ground. She frowned in pain. Her gorgeous dress was covered in dust, and she looked very pathetic.

However, Liszt still looked polite. "Young Miss, you are not the master of Blackmoon Castle yet. You are not one now, and you will never be one in the future. So, I don't need to listen to you."

"How dare you attack Miss Monica? Do you want to die?"

Wesley gritted his teeth and led his four aides to attack.

However, before they could draw their swords, the nine guards who knelt at Watson's feet stood up in unison. They waved their fists and knocked Wesley and the others to the ground.

It was all thanks to the training plan that Watson had set up over the past few days; the nine guards only needed to raise their legs and jump for a split second. Poor Wesley and the others had yet to draw their weapons when they were punched in the chest. They laid on the ground with blood all over their faces as their cheeks made contact with the ground.

A green wind-element battle spirit appeared on Wesley's body. However, as soon as it came into contact with the guards, the battle spirit shattered. He was only an iron tier warrior. He had no way to fight back against a bronze tier warrior. Furthermore, his opponent was not an ordinary bronze tier warrior.

Wesley knew that the other party did not use battle spirit. His strength alone was more than 3000 catties; it had caused his bones to creak.

"Wesley, I never thought that we would meet again in such a manner! Go back and tell your master not to allow Miss Monica to call herself my brother's fiancée anymore. She is not worthy; she is not qualified for Blackmoon Castle."

Watson glanced at the disheveled Wesley as if he was looking at a dog that had fallen into a mud pit. Then, he turned around with a smile and walked into Blackmoon Castle.

"Let's go."

The guards let go of Wesley and his companions; then, they spat in disdain. Then, they trailed behind Liszt and slowly returned to Blackmoon Castle.

They did not say a single word to Wesley; those people were too weak. They might have been their match if it were a couple of months ago, but those people did not even stir their desire to fight.

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Chapter 54: A Joint Assasination

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"Did Blackmoon Castle's eighth child really say that?"

They were in Wilber Liszt Manor; Wilber threw all the things in his hand onto the floor. The corners of his eyes twitched, and his face was as gloomy as the dark clouds in the sky. "B*stard! We're not qualified for them? You're not worthy to be Vincent's fiancée? They may be lucky, but they are still part of a poor baron's family. What resources do they have? How dare they talk like that? Had I been too polite with them?"

Wesley and a group of guards knelt in front of Wilber. The things that he threw had hit some of their heads. Blood seeped from their foreheads and dripped onto the ground slowly, but they could only remain silent.

Monica was also there. She used her hands to wipe the tears on her face. Her heavy makeup had been ruined.

"Father, you have to stand up for me! I finally made up my mind to be the Blackmoon Castle's mistress, but this is how they treat me? They threw away the things that I brought there and even sent people to beat me up. They are a bunch of barbarians! I don't want to go there anymore. Father, you have to send people to kill those who bullied me. They are insulting you, and they did not give our family any respect!"

Half a day had passed since Monica had gone to Blackmoon Castle. She had returned to the manor under Wesley's protection, and she immediately complained to her father.

Wilber got even angrier when he saw his daughter's appearance. His bloodshot eyes and his beard made him look like a lion that was about to devour someone.

"Wesley, how strong are the Blackmoon Castle's guards?"

"Master, I've asked around. Blackmoon Castle organized recruitment twice, and they have about 30 people now. They even called themselves Blackmoon Knight. Those guards were bronze tier before they were recruited, and now they have a full set of weapons and armor of the same level. With their mounts, I'm afraid we are not their match," Wesley said with difficulty.

It was not a secret that the Blackmoon Castle had recruited people at the border. Any ten men from the Blackmoon Castle would be able to trounce him. One of them could even fight ten of Wesley.

Even though there were a few hundred men in Wilber Liszt Manor, they had only three bronze tier warriors. The rest were like him or even were not as good as him. It would not be easy to deal with the 30 Blackmoon Knights.

Furthermore, Watson was not only a silver tier warrior and mage, but he also had a gold tier lion, a magical beast.

"Master, I think we need to consider this matter from a long-term perspective. If we want to attack Blackmoon Castle, we must have a gold tier warrior! In the entire border, only the border count would have such a strong man. Don't you know the border count, Master? Should we ask him for help?" Wesley asked weakly.

"Gold tier warrior…" Wilber fell into deep thought.

The person who knew the border count was his sister, but she was only a maid in the count's manor. Therefore, he would not be able to talk to the man. The count would not do anything for the family of a maid.

"I heard that there is a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken in Blackmoon Castle," Wilber said after he restrained his anger.

"Perhaps it's true; everyone is talking about it. I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I don't know if it's true." Wesley was puzzled; he did not know why his master would ask that question, though he still answered honestly.

"Blackmoon Castle only had a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken before this; how did they suddenly get a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken? Did they master some cultivation method to upgrade it?"

Wilber rolled his eyes as he thought about the profit.

Everyone knew that a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was hard to come by, but it was not impossible to encounter it in the wild if one were lucky. However, it was quite impossible for one to get a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken and a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken consecutively. So, Wilber suspected that someone in Blackmoon Castle had mastered a special method to upgrade the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. Perhaps they had also gotten the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken via that method.

The border count would have a price, and the cultivation method for a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken would be worth a mention.

If there were such a method and Wilber could master it, then he could open a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken farm and be the second Blackmoon Castle. At that time, even the border count would have to have to follow his orders.

"Blackmoon Castle! I was kind enough to betroth Monica to you. If you refuse this marriage, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Wilber gritted his teeth and muttered as he waved at Wesley. "Go to the nearby manors and get me all the farmers who are upset with Blackmoon Castle. I want to talk to them! Also, I want to send a letter to Fairy Castle. I will spend 1,000 gold coins to get the border count to send a gold tier expert to destroy Blackmoon Castle in one fell swoop."

Even if Blackmoon Castle did not have a way to cultivate a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, the castle and the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken were already worth at least 100,000 gold coins. Wilber knew that it was a good deal.

..

At the Blackmoon Castle.

"Watson, your actions are a little reckless. These people were here for me. Just let me get rid of them! If you do this, Wilber Liszt Manor will definitely hate you to death."

It was dinner time, and the Watson family was at the dining table. Vincent wiped his mouth with a handkerchief as he spoke worriedly.

He was cultivating in his room when Monica was there that day. It was already too late when he found out about it.

Other than the Watson family, Alan and Liszt were also at the dining table. Wendy was also there. She was dressed in a maid's outfit; she stood behind Watson and helped to serve the food.

They were able to eat with Watson and his family; it meant that Watson treated them as his own—it was an honor.

"Young Master Vincent, don't worry. With our current strength, even if thousands of iron tier warriors attacked us, we would still be able to defend against them."

Liszt knew the etiquette; he ate without a word. He did not say anything as Allen stuffed the bread into his mouth and said, "Of course, I'm not bragging. We're strong today because of Young Master Watson's wisdom and talent. He did not only master fusion magic, but he also has outstanding knowledge—"

"Alright, stop flattering me."

Watson had a strange expression on his face as he said, "Eldest Brother, you don't have to worry. If they want to attack Blackmoon Castle, then let them come."

If Wilber had dared to attack them, then Watson would make sure that he did not have the chance to go back.

When the Blackmoon Knights trained, they went to the misty forest to capture more than 200 magical beasts. Those beasts were then fused with the Golden Flash; the beast had evolved into a six-winged golden chimera. Even though it was only a gold tier beast, its strength had far surpassed that of an ordinary gold tier magical beast.

"You are right. I will use this silver tier longbow to protect the castle and educate the bad guys."

Scarlet took the longbow from her back and waved her fists.

Ever since she had obtained the silver tier longbow, it was no longer difficult for her to hunt small animals. Therefore, she was not satisfied with only hunting common animals. Instead, she wanted to place her target on humans. How could shooting small animals be as good as shooting people?

Watson thought that his sister had done quite well, and he continued to comfort Vincent, "Eldest Brother, after you're done, take a bath and then sleep. Leave the rest to me."

When he saw that Watson was so confident, Vincent suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and nodded at his brother.

After dinner, Watson returned to his bedroom. Wendy followed him into the room and helped him take off his clothes. Then, she said, "Young Master, do you want to take a bath? I can go boil some water now."

"That's a good idea…"

Watson nodded. He was about to say that he had been tired all day and wanted to take a shower to relieve his fatigue. At that moment, he smelled a strange fragrance in the air that he had never smelled before.

Only he and Wendy could enter his bedroom, so the strange smell proved that a stranger had been there. That person must be a gold tier expert since he could sneak into the compound without alerting the Golden Flash.

Watson's expression turned serious; he was nervous.

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"Wendy, we'll talk about the water later! Stand behind me and don't make a move."

Watson stretched his hands to protect Wendy behind him. He looked at the large bed in the bedroom, and his expression became serious. "Who's there? Come out!"

A black shadow appeared on the soft, velvet bed and swayed gently as Watson spoke.

The shadow disappeared, and a petite woman in black appeared on the bed. Her collarbone and shoulders were covered with a dark red veil that showed only hints of her snow-white skin.

Watson could not tell the woman's age. She wore an inverted triangular veil, and she had short black hair and dark blue eyes. At that moment, her veil swayed gently as she looked at Watson. "It's commendable that you found me so quickly."

Her voice was like a bird singing softly, and it was also like a clear spring that flowed between the rocks—it was very pleasant.

Gulp!

Watson swallowed his saliva. He could tell from the woman's voice that she should not be very old. Unfortunately, she also exuded a fatal sense of threat.

Everyone knew that he was a silver tier warrior and mage. Only a gold tier warrior would be able to pose a threat to him. It seemed like the woman was extremely talented, or perhaps she was from a major faction if she could become a gold tier warrior at such a young age.

Did Wilber Liszt Manor hire her as an assassin?

Watson thought that was the case; he had only offended them. However, he did not believe they could hire a gold tier warrior.

No matter who she was, she was not a good person since she had hid in someone's bedroom in the middle of the night.

Watson rolled his eyes and nudged Wendy with his shoulder. "Wendy, you should go out. I'll have a private chat with this lady."

"Young Master—"

Wendy grabbed the corner of Watson's clothes weakly. Her light green eyes were full of gratitude.

She knew that Watson said that because he wanted to bear the danger alone; he did not want her to get hurt. As a maid, her duty was to guard the young master and not let him get hurt. Unfortunately, she did not have that ability. Wendy felt powerless and somewhat ashamed. If she were a powerful warrior, she would be able to defend Watson.

"Go!"

Watson's tone was urgent. Wendy gritted her teeth and quickly pushed the door open and left.

She would be a burden if she were to stay there. She might as well go and get help.

Then, Watson closed the door and tidied his clothes. He pretended to be calm and said, "Who are you and why are you in my bedroom?"

When Wendy left, the woman did not stop her. Watson felt that she would not kill him immediately; he could communicate with her.

Nightingale looked at Watson with great interest.

She was Lord Sylvan's Shadow Guards leader, and she was one of the best gold tier warriors. She had killed many people, so her body had a strong murderous aura. A gold tier warrior would feel uneasy when they had to face her, let alone a silver tier warrior. It was already good enough that he did not kneel in front of her.

The young man looked only a little over ten years old, but he could resist the pressure from her body. His expression was very calm, and there was a maturity in his eyes that did not belong to someone his age. That piqued her interest.

Nightingale pondered as she shook her calves. Then her body melted into the darkness before she appeared from the shadows and stroked Watson's neck with her slender fingers.

"My name is Nightingale, and I am from Fairy Castle. I am under orders to kill you."

The warm wind blew as those words entered Watson's ears gently; they made him shudder.

Teleportation!

That woman was a gold tier warrior, indeed!

In that world, gold tier warriors were considered elites. If combat aura represented a silver tier warrior, then the representation of a gold tier warrior was the ability to break through space to perform simple short-distance teleportation. Of course, the teleportation distance would depend on the warrior's strength—from several meters to a hundred meters.

Nightingale had been less than ten meters away from him, and then she had appeared behind him; she was not an ordinary gold tier warrior.

Those views flashed through Watson's mind in an instant. When he felt Nightingale's hand on his Adam's apple, he calmed down instead. "Miss Nightingale, I don't think I've aggravated the Fairy Castle! If I remember correctly, the Fairy Castle is the border count's residence. Why would such a prominent figure send someone to assassinate me?"

"You'll have to ask yourself that." Nightingale's pleasant voice echoed again.

"I don't understand. Can you explain more clearly?"

"I'll ask the questions, and you'll answer them! You're the King's confidant, right? His Majesty sent you here and gave you many resources to build Blackmoon Castle at the border. Isn't that right?"

"The King? I built Blackmoon Castle by myself. What does it have anything to do with the King?"

"Since you don't know the King, then where did you get the large amount of bronze tier ores used to build the castle and the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken in your house?"

"I used fusion magic to create them."

"Fusion magic?" Nightingale frowned.

As a Shadow Guard, she had a unique interrogation method. She could judge whether a person was lying based on their heartbeat and body temperature. That was also the reason she placed her hand on Watson's artery on his neck. Watson's heartbeat did not increase, and the temperature of his skin did not rise. Therefore, he must have been telling the truth.

However, what was fusion magic? She had heard of other magic besides the six basic elements, such as spiritual magic and space magic, but she had never heard of fusion magic. Could it be some lost magic?

Nightingale was very familiar with magic as she was the platinum tier mage, Sylvan's subordinate. She knew that there were many countries that specialized in magic in ancient times. They were once glorious, but they eventually died out. Therefore, many strange magic skills were lost in the long river of history. They were called lost magic, and the magic that was passed down was only the tip of the iceberg.

"Your words are not enough to make me trust you. What is fusion magic? Where did it come from?"

"It's a long story. It was a snowy winter, and an old man fainted in front of our house. I moved this old man into the house. To thank me, he taught me fusion magic—"

Watson felt the killing intent behind him weakened. He raised his hand and moved Nightingale's petite hand away from his neck. "I've said what I needed to say. Do you have any questions?"

His heart pounded, and the temperature on his body rose by one degree—the boy had lied.

Nightingale frowned, but she did not care. Except for the origin of the fusion magic, everything else sounded normal. Sylvan did not send her there to kill the boy; she only needed to determine his identity. If the King had sent Watson, then she should threaten him and turn him into Lord Sylvan's subordinate.

The situation was beyond Nightingale's understanding. Watson was not the King's man, and he said that he had built this castle with his own strength?

What should she do?

Nightingale thought it was better if Watson was not the King's spy. It meant that he would more likely join Lord Sylvan's camp. Furthermore, his fusion magic had built a castle in such a short time, so it was obviously magical. "I believe that Lord Sylvan, who likes to study magic, would be very interested in this."

Nightingale put down her hand as Watson looked at her in surprise. Then, she said, "Are you willing to join the border count and be his follower?"

Chapter 55: Nightingale—The Assassin

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Wendy, we'll talk about the water later! Stand behind me and don't make a move."

Watson stretched his hands to protect Wendy behind him. He looked at the large bed in the bedroom, and his expression became serious. "Who's there? Come out!"

A black shadow appeared on the soft, velvet bed and swayed gently as Watson spoke.

The shadow disappeared, and a petite woman in black appeared on the bed. Her collarbone and shoulders were covered with a dark red veil that showed only hints of her snow-white skin.

Watson could not tell the woman's age. She wore an inverted triangular veil, and she had short black hair and dark blue eyes. At that moment, her veil swayed gently as she looked at Watson. "It's commendable that you found me so quickly."

Her voice was like a bird singing softly, and it was also like a clear spring that flowed between the rocks—it was very pleasant.

Gulp!

Watson swallowed his saliva. He could tell from the woman's voice that she should not be very old. Unfortunately, she also exuded a fatal sense of threat.

Everyone knew that he was a silver tier warrior and mage. Only a gold tier warrior would be able to pose a threat to him. It seemed like the woman was extremely talented, or perhaps she was from a major faction if she could become a gold tier warrior at such a young age.

Did Wilber Liszt Manor hire her as an assassin?

Watson thought that was the case; he had only offended them. However, he did not believe they could hire a gold tier warrior.

No matter who she was, she was not a good person since she had hid in someone's bedroom in the middle of the night.

Watson rolled his eyes and nudged Wendy with his shoulder. "Wendy, you should go out. I'll have a private chat with this lady."

"Young Master—"

Wendy grabbed the corner of Watson's clothes weakly. Her light green eyes were full of gratitude.

She knew that Watson said that because he wanted to bear the danger alone; he did not want her to get hurt. As a maid, her duty was to guard the young master and not let him get hurt. Unfortunately, she did not have that ability. Wendy felt powerless and somewhat ashamed. If she were a powerful warrior, she would be able to defend Watson.

"Go!"

Watson's tone was urgent. Wendy gritted her teeth and quickly pushed the door open and left.

She would be a burden if she were to stay there. She might as well go and get help.

Then, Watson closed the door and tidied his clothes. He pretended to be calm and said, "Who are you and why are you in my bedroom?"

When Wendy left, the woman did not stop her. Watson felt that she would not kill him immediately; he could communicate with her.

Nightingale looked at Watson with great interest.

She was Lord Sylvan's Shadow Guards leader, and she was one of the best gold tier warriors. She had killed many people, so her body had a strong murderous aura. A gold tier warrior would feel uneasy when they had to face her, let alone a silver tier warrior. It was already good enough that he did not kneel in front of her.

The young man looked only a little over ten years old, but he could resist the pressure from her body. His expression was very calm, and there was a maturity in his eyes that did not belong to someone his age. That piqued her interest.

Nightingale pondered as she shook her calves. Then her body melted into the darkness before she appeared from the shadows and stroked Watson's neck with her slender fingers.

"My name is Nightingale, and I am from Fairy Castle. I am under orders to kill you."

The warm wind blew as those words entered Watson's ears gently; they made him shudder.

Teleportation!

That woman was a gold tier warrior, indeed!

In that world, gold tier warriors were considered elites. If combat aura represented a silver tier warrior, then the representation of a gold tier warrior was the ability to break through space to perform simple short-distance teleportation. Of course, the teleportation distance would depend on the warrior's strength—from several meters to a hundred meters.

Nightingale had been less than ten meters away from him, and then she had appeared behind him; she was not an ordinary gold tier warrior.

Those views flashed through Watson's mind in an instant. When he felt Nightingale's hand on his Adam's apple, he calmed down instead. "Miss Nightingale, I don't think I've aggravated the Fairy Castle! If I remember correctly, the Fairy Castle is the border count's residence. Why would such a prominent figure send someone to assassinate me?"

"You'll have to ask yourself that." Nightingale's pleasant voice echoed again.

"I don't understand. Can you explain more clearly?"

"I'll ask the questions, and you'll answer them! You're the King's confidant, right? His Majesty sent you here and gave you many resources to build Blackmoon Castle at the border. Isn't that right?"

"The King? I built Blackmoon Castle by myself. What does it have anything to do with the King?"

"Since you don't know the King, then where did you get the large amount of bronze tier ores used to build the castle and the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken in your house?"

"I used fusion magic to create them."

"Fusion magic?" Nightingale frowned.

As a Shadow Guard, she had a unique interrogation method. She could judge whether a person was lying based on their heartbeat and body temperature. That was also the reason she placed her hand on Watson's artery on his neck. Watson's heartbeat did not increase, and the temperature of his skin did not rise. Therefore, he must have been telling the truth.

However, what was fusion magic? She had heard of other magic besides the six basic elements, such as spiritual magic and space magic, but she had never heard of fusion magic. Could it be some lost magic?

Nightingale was very familiar with magic as she was the platinum tier mage, Sylvan's subordinate. She knew that there were many countries that specialized in magic in ancient times. They were once glorious, but they eventually died out. Therefore, many strange magic skills were lost in the long river of history. They were called lost magic, and the magic that was passed down was only the tip of the iceberg.

"Your words are not enough to make me trust you. What is fusion magic? Where did it come from?"

"It's a long story. It was a snowy winter, and an old man fainted in front of our house. I moved this old man into the house. To thank me, he taught me fusion magic—"

Watson felt the killing intent behind him weakened. He raised his hand and moved Nightingale's petite hand away from his neck. "I've said what I needed to say. Do you have any questions?"

His heart pounded, and the temperature on his body rose by one degree—the boy had lied.

Nightingale frowned, but she did not care. Except for the origin of the fusion magic, everything else sounded normal. Sylvan did not send her there to kill the boy; she only needed to determine his identity. If the King had sent Watson, then she should threaten him and turn him into Lord Sylvan's subordinate.

The situation was beyond Nightingale's understanding. Watson was not the King's man, and he said that he had built this castle with his own strength?

What should she do?

Nightingale thought it was better if Watson was not the King's spy. It meant that he would more likely join Lord Sylvan's camp. Furthermore, his fusion magic had built a castle in such a short time, so it was obviously magical. "I believe that Lord Sylvan, who likes to study magic, would be very interested in this."

Nightingale put down her hand as Watson looked at her in surprise. Then, she said, "Are you willing to join the border count and be his follower?"

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Chapter 56: If You Can't Beat Him, Join Him

"Wendy, you said that someone sneaked into Young Master Watson's room and wanted to harm him?" Liszt looked serious and nervous.

Wendy nodded weakly. "Brother, gather the guards to save Young Master, quickly!"

Wendy did not stop from the moment she left Watson's bedroom. Instead, she ran all the way to find her brother. She only trusted the young master and her brother in the castle.

"Stand here and don't move. I'm going to find someone now," Liszt said anxiously. He turned around and walked along the corridor; he knocked on the guards' rooms one by one to inform them of the matter.

Within a short time, the corridor was filled with 30 bronze tier guards. Each of them had a serious look on their faces.

"Someone had snuck into Blackmoon Castle without anyone noticing?"

"And this person wants to harm the young master; what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

It was because of Watson that they were able to increase their strength significantly in only two short months. If Watson died, who would give them bronze equipment in the future? Who would give them Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs? They were the best family at the border. They all liked the young master; he was young and kind.

"Wait a moment. If this person could sneak in alone, he must be powerful. We might not be his match."

Liszt waved his hand and said, "I'll bring the others to save the young master. At the very least, we must make sure that the criminals do not dare to act rashly! Captain Allen, please go to the farm and bring the gold tier magical beast that the young master keeps there. Should we inform the young master's family about this matter?"

Liszt recalled that Watson's eldest brother, Vincent, was also a silver tier warrior.

"Leave this matter to me. You should also bring the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken here! As for informing the young master's family, forget about it. The young master is in danger; if his family is also harmed, how are we going to explain it?"

Allen and Liszt exchanged a look. Then, they quickly went on their way.

They were the only silver tier warriors in the team, and so everyone looked to them to act. Allen thought it would not be enough only to have the Golden Flash. Even though the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken did not have much combat power, it was comparable to a silver tier beast. Plus, it was extremely valuable. Perhaps they could use it as a bargaining chip.

Watson's safety was the most important thing.

"The rest of you, follow me."

Liszt did not look at Aaron's departing figure; he waved his hand and led the remaining guards toward Watson's bedroom.

Wendy tugged the corners of her skirt and jogged all the way. She did not want to be left behind.

With a worried expression on her face, she muttered softly, "Young Master, please be safe."

..

Meanwhile, in Watson's bedroom.

"I see. I didn't expect His Majesty to have such a grudge with the border count."

Watson sat leisurely on the bed; he took a basket from the headboard. There were a few boiled Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs in it.

"Do you want one?" Watson asked Nightingale, who sat next to him with her legs crossed.

Nightingale had asked him if he wanted to join the count's camp, but Watson did not answer her. Instead, he asked for the reason the count wanted him.

Nightingale told him about the feud between the border count and the King. Back then, the border count had helped His Majesty ascend the throne; he even betrothed his sister to the King. However, the count's sister had died a few years after she became the Queen. Afterward, the King had banished the count to the border and never spoke to him again.

After he heard Nightingale's tale, Watson could guess the reason for her visit. A castle had appeared so suddenly at the border, and the border count was confused about that. So, he thought that the King had sent Watson as a spy. After all, he did build a castle in only a few short months. Only those from the royal family could have done it; no other noblemen could have achieved the same thing.

Watson felt odd. He did not expect that his castle would attract the attention of someone like the border count. It seemed like the count had such strong control over the border and also many spies.

Of course, Watson did not regret it. He had made plans to expand rapidly. He knew he would have to face the border count eventually anyway. It was an excellent opportunity as any. At least, Nightingale was there with good intentions; it did not matter if he used it to flatter the border count.

"This is a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg?"

Nightingale looked at the egg that Watson handed to her; her expression changed.

Before she snuck into the castle, she did some research about the men there and their strength. That was why she could sneak in so easily. Of course, that was because she was a gold tier warrior and had the ability to teleport.

She knew that the family had Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs, but she did not expect Watson to give one to her so easily. Furthermore, they were all cooked. It seemed that Watson had eaten it regularly.

"That's right. These are Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs. I usually eat them as snacks." Watson nodded.

He had eaten those eggs for several months; they were no longer much help to him. However, those eggs were delicious. They had a milky fragrance and a strange texture. He would eat two after he exercised to relieve his tiredness. Wendy would usually leave them by the bed for him. She knew that he would always eat one before he went to sleep.

"Watson, you haven't answered my question. Do you want to join Lord Sylvan's army?"

Nightingale peeled the colorful and tender egg, lifted her veil, and put it into her mouth. Her pink lips collided with the egg white; it looked very tempting.

Watson took another look and asked, "Do I still have a choice?"

Nightingale had told him about the feud between the border count and the King. She was not afraid that he would spread the news, so she definitely would not let him go.

He could not beat the border count, and even he was not Nightingale's match. Well, if he could not beat him, then he could only join him.

"Unfortunately, you have no choice!"

"But please rest assured. You are a smart man and have mastered magic. The border count will definitely give you an important position! You should know that whoever passes the noblemen test will be awarded the title of nobility. It is a difficult examination, but Lord Sylvan has a certain reputation in the kingdom; he can talk to the examiners. Therefore, it's not difficult for him to let you pass the examination and become a baron. Then, your family won't have to worry about losing the title of nobility."

Nightingale stuffed the egg into her mouth as she glanced at him. Her eyes narrowed into beautiful crescent moons. She licked her delicate red lips and said, "It is as I expected of the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs; they're so delicious. Give me two more."

They were really tasty.

Watson shrugged and handed two more eggs to Nightingale.

The price of joining the border count was to oppose the King. No matter how he thought about it, he was at a disadvantage. He could only pretend to be courteous with the count and use the improve his strength so that he could defend himself when the King attacked them.

He did not expect the lady assassin to be a food enthusiast. After a while, she had finished all the five Rainbow Phoenix eggs in the basket. She even wiped her mouth and reached her hand toward Watson.

"Is there any more? Give me some more."

"I—"

Before Watson could answer, the door flew open with a bang.

Liszt led about 20 guards to rush into the room. When they saw Nightingale reach out toward Watson, they thought that she would harm their young master, so they roared angrily.

"Stop! Don't hurt Young Master Watson!"

Liszt reacted swiftly—the pair of green wings on his back spread open. The feathers on them were like grass that swayed in the wind. They shot out and connected into green vines in the air as they moved toward Nightingale from three different directions.

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Chapter 57: The Shocked Nightingale

"Fighting technique, triangular vine strangulation!" Liszt shouted. The emerald vines formed by his combat aura were like snakes.

Like mages, the warriors in that world also had skills—they were called fighting techniques, which usually corresponded to the training system. The fighting technique that Liszt had used was a bronze tier fighting technique. However, the effects of various levels of fighting techniques were different.

Iron tier fighting techniques could only emit a sword aura with lethality of several meters. Bronze tier fighting techniques could transform the shape of their fighting aura into plants or animals. Silver tier fighting techniques were even more powerful—they could summon wings of fighting aura to appear on their back. Unfortunately, Watson was not familiar with anything higher than that.

Watson opened his mouth as his eyes followed Liszt's movements. However, before he could say anything, Nightingale had already raised her head, withdrew her palm, and flicked it at Liszt.

Bang!

Liszt's combat aura transformed into three vines with a muffled sound, which then shattered in the air. Liszt's body shook, and his combat aura wings dissipated. He took a few steps backward, but Nightingale's body did not move at all. Then, she withdrew her slender right hand slowly.

Then, the other guards snapped back to their senses. One by one, they held the weapons to their waists; they were ready to attack Nightingale.

They knew that the assassin who had infiltrated Blackmoon Castle would be powerful, but they did not expect that they would be so overpowering.

Liszt was already a silver tier warrior, and with the support of a bronze tier fighting technique, his attacks were comparable to warriors of the same tier. He might not be able to withstand it, but Nightingale could resolve it quickly. That was in line with their understanding of gold tier warriors.

"Let go of Young Master Watson. If you think you're so capable, then come at us." The guards roared as they rushed toward Nightingale.

Then, Watson reacted; he waved his hand. "Wait, don't panic! Miss Nightingale is not our enemy."

"Young Master Watson, are you sure?"

Liszt rubbed his sore shoulders; he was a little suspicious, and his eyes flashed with confusion.

Did Wendy not ask for their help because an assassin had taken control of their young master?

It seemed like the situation was not what he had thought. Nevertheless, the fact that Young Master Watson had stopped them from attacking Nightingale was the best proof they needed.

It was not only Liszt; the other guards were also a little confused. They stopped in their tracks, and their hands that held their weapon also slowed.

At that moment, a low roar echoed from outside the door. Allen rushed into the room with two magical beasts. One of the beasts had six golden wings on its body. It was covered in gorgeous feathers and looked like a small lion, and its golden eyes were filled with the dignity of a high-ranking magical beast. The moment the beast appeared, the air in the room shifted—it had grown heavy.

The other magical beast was a hen—it was more than one meter tall and covered in seven-colored feathers. It had a crown-shaped crest on its head and a long feathered tail on its back. It looked like a cross between a chicken and a phoenix. It looked around the room valiantly.

The moment Alan rushed into the room, he immediately shouted, "Who is the assassin? Do you see these two magical beasts beside me? One of them is a gold tier magical beast, and the other is a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken. I'm willing to exchange them for Young Master Watson's safety. If you're still not satisfied with this, then I'm willing to hand over all of my assets, such as the armor that I'm wearing now and the Guardian Sword."

As he spoke, Allen observed Watson. He realized that the young master's expression had looked strange, and his companions in the room had also stared at him with peculiar gazes. There was not the tense atmosphere that he had imagined; it made him a little confused.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Allen put on a serious expression. "I know. You must think that I am surrendering to the assassin. You're mistaken. I was trying to distract her! As guards, you should be brave enough to face any danger. You shouldn't just stand there and do nothing. As Young Master Watson's most loyal servants, if it were me, I would definitely raise my sword at the first moment. I swear that I won't let anyone who threatens the young master go. If you want to attack the young master, then you'll have to step over my dead body first."

Aaron spoke earnestly, but he did feel anxious.

The assassin must be a gold tier warrior since they managed to infiltrate the Blackmoon Castle. He might not be able to fight them. Even though he needed to protect the young master, he had to consider his strength as well. That way, even if the young master died, he would still be able to live. He was not afraid of death; he only wanted to maximize the benefits.

The other guards covered their faces after they heard his words; they looked embarrassed to stand next to him. Alan had wanted to give up all of his assets, so his words were really not convincing.

Watson looked at Alan and shook his head. The man had usually looked serious, so he did not expect him to be a clown. He said, "Well, you don't have to be so worried. Nightingale is the border count's subordinate. She's here with his goodwill."

Watson explained Nightingale's identity and the content of their conversation in ten minutes. He indicated that he would join the count.

All the guards were relieved when they heard that. If it were possible, they would not want to be enemies with gold tier warriors.

They also admired Watson's courage. He had managed to face Nightingale with calmness even though he did not know who she was, and he also managed to make her reveal her background. That was not something a ten-year-old child could have done.

Furthermore, they noticed how Nightingale continued to ask Watson for Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs as he explained the situation to them; Watson had grown a little impatient.

They sighed. Their young master was really bold. He had dared to treat a gold tier master so casually. That had to be the confidence of a genius.

"I'm sorry, Miss Nightingale. I've offended you just now," Liszt said.

He was relieved and happy when he realized that the border count had sent Nightingale; she was not there to assassinate Watson.

He did not expect such a big shot like the border count to notice their young master and even recruit him as his subordinate. What did that mean?

It must have meant that the young master had extraordinary talent. Blackmoon Castle would have a better development at the border if they had the border count's support.

"It's okay; I didn't reveal my identity," Nightingale replied as she observed the guards.

She knew that Blackmoon Castle was rich and powerful and that the family had hired many bronze tier guards. There were also two high-quality magical beasts in the castle. However, she did not expect that those bronze tier guards would have a complete set of bronze tier armor and weapons, even she was not so well-equipped.

The guards emitted an aura that no ordinary person could have. Other than the Shadow Guards, she was sure that none of the other border count's subordinates was that strong. It was hard to imagine that such an elite force had appeared in a new and rising power; that made her even more curious about Watson.

Did Watson have other secrets besides the fusion magic? Nightingale looked at Watson with a profound glance. She felt that the young man might be more capable than she thought; he was far from simple.

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Chapter 58: Conditions You Can't Refuse

That night, Watson introduced Nightingale to his family.

They were at the dinner table; Edward and Catherine were very enthusiastic when they heard about Nightingale's background. They asked Wendy to cook more Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs for Nightingale.

The eldest brother, Vincent, looked at Nightingale a few more times with a serious expression.

He heard that she had some conflicts with the guards after she had snuck into the castle. However, no one mentioned it to him. He knew that they did that because they wanted to protect him, but he still felt uncomfortable. Nightingale was not only a member of the Shadow Guards, but she was also an assassin. What if something had happened to Watson?

As he thought about that, he sat up straight and turned to Watson, who sat next to him. He said, "Watson, the next time something like this happens, I hope that you won't hide it from me."

Watson gave him a wry smile and said, "I won't." He did not mean to hide it from his brother; it was the guards who had made that decision.

On the other hand, Scarlet had acted oddly with Nightingale. She seemed to be on her guard, but at the same time, she also seemed to be dissatisfied. She pouted.

Scarlet looked down at her flat chest and then at Nightingale's full bosom. She whispered, "Forget about Wendy. Why is there another one here?"

She had always been Watson's eldest sister. She felt as if her cute little brother was about to be snatched away.

"I didn't expect that the Blackmoon Castle had already attracted the border guards' attention. But, Watson, I have to say, you handled this matter very well."

Edward used a knife and fork to peel a Rainbow Phoenix egg on his plate as he said softly, "I have been very worried about your future since you are the youngest in the family. However, your ability and maturity has reassured me. I want to wait a few more years until you're 13 or 14 years old; you'll be able to participate in the kingdom's noble assessment and become a real baron! Your mother and I also trust that you'd take care of the family's affairs."

Edward's eyes lit up as he thought of something. "With Miss Nightingale's guarantee, Watson will definitely become a baron. I want to take advantage of my good health to have a few more children with Catherine. Perhaps the Garry family can become a great noble family at the border in the future! This is partly because of Watson and also because he had inherited my excellent genes."

Catherine rolled her eyes at him. "What inheritance? What advantages do you have? If you want to say that, then Watson inherited that from me."

Then, Catherine turned her head and smiled brightly at Nightingale.

That smile did not mean respect for a strong person, but it was how a mother-in-law would look at her future daughter-in-law.

Even though Watson was still very young and was not even at an age where they would discuss marriage, she still had to prepare for it. They had many children in the family; they would have to pawn their items if they wanted to discuss marriages for all of them. Furthermore, it was likely that Watson would not stand a chance. However, they had two new ladies in the castle, and Catherine thought that both of them were pretty good. So it was time to make some plans for Watson.

Wendy was Liszt's sister. In terms of status, she was not worthy of Watson. However, in the tradition of the nobles, personal maids had to do housework and sleep with their master. In Catherine's eyes, Wendy, who was the same age as Watson, had already been destined to be Watson's.

As for Nightingale, she was from Fairy Castle. If she were with Watson, then the Garry family would be able to build a relationship with the border count. Of course, Nightingale, who had taken off her veil, looked to be around 15 or 16 years old; she was older than Watson, so the two of them might not be suited for each other. Then, Catherine thought of her eldest son, Vincent—she would be good for him.

When she thought about that, Catherine's attitude toward Nightingale became more enthusiastic.

After the meal, everyone had already learned Nightingale's background. Her parents also agreed with the conditions that she had brought. The guards no longer targeted Nightingale; they only looked at her curiously and sighed when they thought about how she was the border count's subordinate. She was so young, and she was already a gold tier warrior while they were only bronze tier warriors. They felt very ashamed.

After the meal, Watson wiped his mouth elegantly with a handkerchief. Then, he said, "Miss Nightingale, if you're not in a hurry to go back and report to the border count, I think you should stay here for a while! Of course, we will provide for you while you are here. However, there's a small price to pay."

"What is it?" Nightingale asked.

"I would like you to help me train my guards, the ones who fought you just now, until your return to Fairy Castle. During this period, if you can help one of the guards to advance successfully, I'll give you silver tier equipment. And if you can help everyone advance, then I'll give you a full set of gold tier equipment, including a mount. What do you think of this condition?"

That was an irresistible offer.

Nightingale thought about it carefully and put a peeled Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg into her mouth. Then, she smiled charmingly.

"Lord Sylvan didn't set a time limit for me to stay here. I think I can linger for at least a month. Your offer is very generous, indeed. Very well, I agree! However, I want to add one more term. Give me at least ten Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs every day."

Praise the fairy! That was the best thing she had ever eaten. Even the border count did not raise magical beasts of that quality. However, she felt that her strength had improved slowly. If she were not worried that the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken could not lay too many eggs daily, she would want to have a hundred eggs every day.

As the border count's subordinate, Nightingale was very curious about Blackmoon Castle's real strength. Besides the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs, she stayed to gather information. She was also interested in Watson's so-called fusion magic.

Since he could equip the guards at the castle with bronze tier weapons and armor, it meant that Watson's magic was effortless to activate. It could not only fuse with magical beasts, but it could also fuse with armor and ores. Who knew there was such a magical skill in the world?

Watson also smiled in satisfaction.

Nightingale was a gold tier elite. She was the strongest person he had ever met. Even though the guards at the castle had improved their strength, it was still not enough. The training program he had developed was only effective for the short term, but Nightingale was a different story.

The experience shared by a gold tier warrior would be beneficial. He could also learn a lot from her.

At the same time, he did not know much about the border count. He could use that period to deepen his friendship with Nightingale and get some helpful information from her. Most importantly, he knew that the owners of the nearby farms were unhappy with how quickly Blackmoon Castle had expanded. Since Nightingale was there, they would not be able to invade his castle even if they joined forces and had a gold tier master with them.

Watson and Nightingale looked at each other maliciously, but their faces remained elegant.

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Wilber Liszt Manor.

Wilber sat in the hall; he was surrounded by more than a dozen chairs. There were many well-dressed people with him—they were owners from nearby farms. Most of them were unhappy with Watson's unfettered expansion.

Wilber's face was gloomy as he looked at the people there. "I believe you all know why you're here! This morning, Blackmoon Castle rejected my daughter Monica's betrothal. This is not only an insult to me but also a slap to my family's face. I believe all of you must have the same thought. Blackmoon Castle thinks nothing of us, and they are full of malice. I know that you won't sit idly by and let them continue so arrogantly!"

All the farm owners' lips twitched when they heard that.

It was true that they did not like Watson, but they were not as shameless as Wilber. He had wanted to use his daughter to build a relationship with Blackmoon Castle, and they were furious when they chased away.

However, there was no need to say such words to him. When they heard Wilder's words, several farm owners spoke one after another.

"It's one thing for Blackmoon Castle to recruit guards, but now they're recruiting farmers. They're not giving us a way out! Without these people, how are we going to survive the cold winter? I'm willing to send 200 people to attack the Blackmoon Castle."

Another person said, "We don't have many people on our farm, and more than half of them had joined Blackmoon Castle! "Therefore, I can only send a hundred people. If we don't have enough people, perhaps we can combine our resources and hire a few elites. We can assassinate the Master of Blackmoon Castle! Coincidentally, I know a silver tier bounty mage from Monte Town; he is good at these types of problems, and he has a fair price too—only 100 gold coins for an attack!"

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Chapter 59: Folson—The Silver Tier Mage

Monte Town.

As one of the top cities on the border, Monte Town had two gates—one on the east and one on the west—and a huge green wall that covered dozens of kilometers. A white flag on the wall fluttered in the wind; it was embroidered with the silhouette of a goshawk. Even though Monte Town was a city in the Holy Dragon Kingdom, it had a unique belief system. The people there believed in the Great Elf Barbatos, who represented the Wind God and advocated freedom and equality.

It did not matter if one were an adventurer, a commoner, or a noble; one would receive the same fair treatment in Monte Town. Therefore, an endless stream of merchants would come and go to the town every day. There were only two other towns comparable to Monte Town at the border—one was the Fairy Town near the Fairy castle, and the other was Torch Town in the south.

At that moment, outside the tower that housed the Mage Guild near Monte Town's eastern gate, Folson shook his sea-blue robe and played with a silver metal plate that hung on his neck.

The metal plate was made of rare and precious arcane silver, and there was a slim staff engraved on it.

The color of one's robe symbolized attributes, and the metal plate symbolized strength. It signified Folson as a silver tier water-elemental mage.

"The annual assessment is over, and I'm still a silver tier mage this year! It's a pity. I found a mysterious relic in the Misty Forest some time ago, and I got half a gold tier magic scroll from it. If I can comprehend it fully, I might be able to become a gold tier mage in three years, no, two years if I'm quick! Then, I will no longer only be an elder in the Mage Guild, but a vice president."

The Mage Guild was an official organization that recorded every mage in the kingdom. Once they were registered in it, they would receive a card that symbolized their status and be given an elder or vice president position. They also get to enjoy a salary like the noblemen.

Silver-tier mages could become elders in the Mage Guild and receive ten gold coins a month. They only needed to spend two days a week to teach the new mages in the guild.

Of course, ten gold coins a month was not enough for a powerful mage to do anything. A good magic staff made of elven tree branches or stained with the blood of an Asian dragon would cost several thousand gold coins, and an ancient magic book would cost at least 1000 gold coins. Unfortunately, they could only get ten gold coins a month. Even if he worked hard for ten years, he could not afford those items.

Therefore, Folson was also a bounty hunter.

He stood in front of the Mage Guild entrance and sighed. Then, suddenly, his face changed, and he stretched his hand outward.

A loud cry echoed from the sky. A black and white owl flew over quickly and landed on his shoulder. Its big round eyes shone brightly, and its body emitted the energy waves of a bronze tier magical beast. It held an envelope in its mouth.

"Haig, you're back! Let's see what you've brought me this time!"

Haig was the name of the owl. A mage would need time to cast powerful spells. So, they would keep some magical beasts as messengers or guardians. The owl was a bronze tier owl with strange eyes that could see through the darkness and the wind and grass within a few kilometers. It also could transform into a colossal monster when necessary.

Folson took the letter and saw that Zangwill signed it. "It looks like a letter from an old friend."

He smiled. Zangwill was a farmer at the border. A few years ago, he had asked him to kill the magical beasts that had escaped from the misty forest during the winter.

It was a simple letter, not something that Folson had guessed. It was not a request for protection in the winter. Instead, it was a plea for him to go to the border to kill the leader of a faction called Blackmoon Castle.

The letter said that the reward was 100 gold coins, and depending on the situation, there might be an additional rebate as well. There were quite many guards in Blackmoon Castle. The mission was a little complicated, but Folson was allowed to bring companions. The reward for his companions was also 100 gold coins, and the maximum number of people he was allowed to bring was five.

"Five people, 500 gold coins! Zangwill is really generous. This is equivalent to one-tenth of his assets."

Forson rubbed his fingers; a layer of blue water covered the letter. It eroded the envelope until there was no trace left of it.

"I've never heard of a force called Blackmoon Castle at the border. It must have risen in the past 200 months; what a domineering name! Well, a country bumpkin can't build a castle. They must have added the word castle to show off their wealth. This is a good assignment. With these additional gold coins, I can buy two sets of recovery potions and restore the half-dissolved gold tier magic scroll."

He made up his mind; Folson turned around and returned to the Mage Guild.

There was a bounty posted on the guild wall; it was a yellowed paper. There were also others with rewards that ranged from one to dozens of gold coins. Some guild members would issue missions that were too difficult for them to complete. If Folson did not have any personal mission, he would consider taking one from the Mage Guild.

Of course, as an elder, he did not need to negotiate with the employer when he did those missions, nor did he need to hand any commission to the Mage Guild. He also had the right to transfer personnel directly.

He walked to the front desk and said in a dignified voice, "I want to issue a mission. It requires five bronze or iron tier mages, and they must be water-element mages. The reward is one gold coin each. As an additional reward, I will teach them a bronze tier water element joint attack spell."

"Elder, please wait a moment. I will get the records of all water-elemental mages in the guild for you."

The beautiful lady behind the counter responded respectfully. She retrieved a stack of yellowish goatskin parchment from under the table and spread it in front of Folson. The information of each mage was recorded on it.

Soon, Folson selected five mages and asked the lady to bring them to him.

Zangwill's reward was 100 gold coins per person. He had hoped that Folson would find a reliable partner, but the mage only wanted to keep the money for himself.

The five chosen mages—three men and two women—were all under 30 years old and wore corresponding strength badges. The men were bronze tier mages, and two women were iron tier mages. At that moment, they were a little nervous and excited when they gathered together.

It was an honor to be assigned to do a mission by an elder.

"I'm going to the border to assassinate the leader of a force called Blackmoon Castle. It is about two days from Monte Town, and the exact location is… well, you're all from the border, so you're more familiar with that place. That's why I chose you! The God of Magic said that only a battle can transform a mage. So I hope you can all gain something from this mission."

Folson drew a triangle on his chest with his hand. His tone was full of charm—an indication that there was no danger in that mission. He did not feel any threat because Zangwill had made it very clear in the letter—the leader of Blackmoon Castle was only a silver tier warrior.

A silver tier warrior would not be able to withstand a single blow from a silver tier Mage.

"Yes, Elder Folson."

"Please rest assured; we will not disappoint you," the young men and women answered hurriedly.

The beautiful woman with long brown hair draped behind her back and an oval face frowned as she muttered softly, "The location that Elder Folson described is my home, but I have never heard of a Blackmoon Castle? Could it be a fluke, or has a new faction stood close to my home?"

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Chapter 60: Teaching Dark Combat Aura

Wilber Liszt Manor.

One could hear the sound of owl wings flapped in the wind. The strange-eyed owl flew in a graceful arc and landed in the hall at a breakneck speed; there was an envelope in its beak.

There were more than a dozen farm owners in the hall. One of them was a middle-aged man with fiery red hair and a beard. He reached out and took the envelope from the owl's beak. He placed a small dried fish in a copper bowl and put it in front of the owl.

When the owl lowered its head and started to pick at the dried fish in the bowl, the red-haired middle-aged man turned his head and smiled at the people in the hall. "This is a bronze tier owl, and it is also my old friend, Folson's beloved pet! It loves dried fish. If you feed it once, it will allow you to pet its head. You will definitely fall in love with this feeling."

Zangwill opened the envelope and finished reading the letter; then, he smiled.

"Folson said that they would arrive the day after tomorrow. He brought three bronze tier and two iron tier mages. In addition to that, he is a silver tier mage. He has a method to boost his spell to a gold tier spell temporarily. He only needs one spell to destroy the Blackmoon Castle! Such a powerful team of mages, and we're only spending 500 gold coins on them. Isn't that a good deal? Don't you think so too?"

"Zangwill, what you said makes sense. I am willing to pay a portion of the 500 gold coins."

"Me, too."

The other farmers responded one after another; their expression had softened.

Zangwill was with a silver tier mage and had managed to invite him there. They had to contribute to the cause.

It had been two days since their last meeting. It would typically take four days to travel to Monte Town. However, the strange-eyed owl had completed its round-trip in two days. That was the power of a bronze tier magical beast.

"Master Wilber, we have gathered everyone in the manor—about 5000 people! Those who intend to join Blackmoon Castle or those who are blinded by benefits have been thrown in prison."

A fat farmer turned his gaze toward Wilber, who sat at the head of the table with a gloomy expression, and said, "I've already equipped the soldiers with the best equipment that I can provide. I guarantee that every tenth person will have a piece of iron tier equipment! At the same time, I've also gathered a group of 100 iron tier warriors and equipped them with a complete set of iron tier equipment. Some of them are even qualified to use bronze tier equipment."

Among the 100 iron tier warriors, there were 20 bronze tier warriors. They were the elites from different farms.

Many of those guards had wanted to join Blackmoon Castle. However, some farmers had promised to give them 100 Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs each if they could break into Blackmoon Castle, and they had agreed.

The farmers did not even consider if Blackmoon Castle had that many Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs.

They had a large force—5000 men, 100 elites, and a strong team of mages. No one would be able to defeat them.

How many men did Blackmoon Castle have? Was it 30 men? Or was it 50 men? Those farmers could only think of how the castle would be stained with blood in only two days.

"Well done! I've sent someone to deliver a letter to the border count at the Fairy Castle yesterday to ask for his help. I believe we'll get a reply soon."

Wilber nodded in satisfaction.

As soon as he finished his words, a muffled bang was heard; everyone there trembled. Even the owl, who had lowered its head to eat the dried fish, raised its crest and widened its round eyes; it had sensed some kind of danger.

The ground cracked from the point closest to Wilber; it revealed a hole that did not belong in that world. A giant palm with flowers, grass and rock veins appeared in mid-air; it was icy-cold, but the words were burning.

[I have sent Nightingale, a gold tier warrior. She is at the border. You can seek her help.]

The words burned for a moment before they quickly disappeared.

Everyone present, including Wilber, held their breath. They did not even dare to breathe.

They only relaxed after the words had disappeared. Then, someone said, "Making words appear in the air from thousands of kilometers away—is this Count Sylvan's power? I heard that he is a platinum tier elite who specializes in fire, earth, and water-elemental magic. Apart from that, he also uses mysterious spatial magic. It seems that the rumors are true."

"I think a platinum tier mage can't affect another space from thousands of kilometers away! The one who carved the words must have been the count's magical beast. It's a gold tier rock giant that can move underground quickly," another person said in awe.

"No matter what, the border count has given us a response. This time, we have a gold tier warrior and a team of silver tier mages. Even if Blackmoon Castle has a gold tier magical beast to guard it, it won't be enough to defeat them."

Wilber's expression was wild as he waved his arms excitedly. "We'll attack Blackmoon Castle in two days. I hope that you can keep your men in line and not leak the news to anyone else! We also need to look for this woman, Nightingale."

..

At the Blackmoon Castle.

"Your posture is not right; raise your hands a little higher. It is best to use your calves to move your waist and then move your shoulders. Then you'll be able to burst with more strength."

"The cultivation technique that you're practicing and the way you circulate your combat aura is too simple! If you can control your combat aura to consciously enter tiny places like your fingers or the ends of your hair, if you persevere, the depth of your combat aura will increase by several times fold."

Allen, Liszt, and about 30 guards were on a huge training field in front of the castle. They were posed in various positions, and Nightingale was there to comment on them.

The woman sat on a bench as she peeled a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg. Then she stuffed the boiled egg into her mouth and licked her lips in satisfaction.

Watson had not lied to her. She had a constant supply of Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs daily, so she did not keep to herself. Instead, she was there to share her experience. It had only been two days, but the guards had sudden enlightenment. Their strength had increased by a lot, and some of them were already on the verge of breaking through to the silver tier.

"Nightingale, what do you think of my men?" Watson asked proudly as he stood behind Nightingale.

"Not bad. As long as they persevere, they can become elites," Nightingale said without a glance backward.

Watson smiled; he was happy. Nightingale was the border count's subordinate. One could only imagine the guard's strength if she would call them elites.

Watson lowered his head; he noticed the dozens of colorful Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs in the basket next to Nightingale's hand. His heart ached as he complained, "Miss Nightingale, I may have to consider reducing your pay. I can't afford you eating the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs as a snack, no matter how rich I am."

Nightingale could eat a lot; she consumed at least 100 eggs a day. He wondered why she was so thin if she could eat that much.

That was not the point. The point was that the Rainbow Phoenix chicken could only lay 1,000 eggs a day, and there were 10,000 eggs in the house. After he deducted those that his family ate and the rewards he would give to his guards, they only had some left for sale, but it was not much.

A Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg cost ten gold coins, and 100 eggs were 1,000 gold coins. Therefore, Nightingale did not consume eggs but gold.

"As a man, oh, wait, you're only a boy! Well, don't be so stingy. Perhaps I can share my dark combat aura with you."

Nightingale rolled her eyes, but she did not eat any more eggs. Instead, she stood up.

A swirl of dark combat aura appeared in her left hand; it was like a shadow that swayed unsteadily or like an abyss that could devour everything. "I cultivate a rare dark combat aura, and the cultivation method is the gold tier Abyss Shadow Demon's technique. Once you make it to the gold tier and above, you'll be able to control the shadow and make yourself invisible. A gold tier cultivation method for 100 eggs a day sounds reasonable, right?"

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Chapter 61: Advancing To Gold-Tier

"It's definitely not a loss to exchange 100 Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs with a normal gold tier cultivation method because gold tier cultivation methods are usually worth thousands of gold coins, and when it comes to dark-elemental combat auras, the value is ten times higher."

Watson rubbed his chin, and his eyes revealed a brilliant light.

"It's not that I don't believe in your credibility, Miss Nightingale, but I'm not sure if I have the talent to cultivate a dark-elemental combat aura. I hope you will let me see the cultivation manual that you've mentioned, and then I'll decide whether to accept your proposal."

"Very well." Nightingale thought carefully before she nodded in agreement.

Watson's request was not excessive; it was in line with his cautious character. Furthermore, she had eaten many Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs in the past two days purely as a reward. She should let Watson see the cultivation technique that she was cultivating.

After she made up her mind, Nightingale stretched her slender right hand outward. A ball of fiery black fog slowly emerged from the shadow that swayed behind her. It carried an old yellow book with a few mysterious symbols outlined in ancient words.

She controlled the book to fly toward Watson; Nightingale said, "This is the cultivation technique that I practice. You only need to flip through the first half. Before you become a gold tier warrior, it's best not to go through the second half. This is my advice for you—Just flip through the first half. If you're lucky, you'll only need a few days to obtain an iron tier dark-elemental combat aura."

Watson glanced at Nightingale in surprise. He did not expect her to hide her cultivation technique in the shadows. However, it seemed that her shadow moved like a living thing with enough space to hold items. That showed the magic of Nightingale's combat aura. When a warrior reached a high level, he would be similar to a mage in some areas. Watson believed that there were more magic places for him to explore.

"I hope I have the talent to cultivate a dark-elemental combat aura," Watson said.

It did not matter if he did not; for the warrior cultivators, it was not difficult for them to cultivate. Even if they did not have the talent for combat aura, they could grasp its particular element as long as they worked hard. The only difference was their speed to achieve that; for example, those who had the talent to cultivate light-elemental combat aura could obtain it in a day, and those without skill might need a month or even a year.

That was why many guards gave up on training in light-elemental combat aura even though they had spent so much time on it. It would only make them weaker if they trained so forcefully.

Watson did not have such concern. He wanted to train in dark-elemental combat aura not to become stronger but to complete the fusion for his combat aura as he had always done. He had used four types of combat aura to fuse the light-elemental combat aura, and with the addition of the dark-elemental combat aura, he would have gathered all kinds of combat aura. He did not know what that combination would produce.

He opened the book in his hand with anticipation. On the first page, he saw many complicated black symbols—they were difficult to understand. He did not recognize them, but the corresponding meaning appeared in his mind.

Bang!

It was a soft sound; Watson's hand on the book did not move. A faint black flame emerged from the shadow and burned quietly; it made his shadow look as if it was alive and slightly distorted.

Nightingale, who was next to him, casually put a peeled egg into her mouth and nodded discreetly.

'This guy is quite talented in cultivating dark-elemental combat aura. He has already contracted a faint hint of it in such a short time. I think he will become an iron-tier dark-elemental warrior in a week! In less than a year, he will be able to upgrade it to silver-tier. I heard that he is a silver-tier warrior, and he has the talent to master both light and dark-elemental combat aura at the same time. Amazing!'

Nightingale looked at Watson as if she was looking at a rising star. In her heart, she praised Count Sylvane for his foresight. No wonder he valued Blackmoon Castle so much. It turned out that he had already foreseen the strength of its owner; as long as Watson grew up healthily, he would definitely dominate the border and become a person comparable to the border count.

When she decided to pass on what had happened in the castle to the border count, a sudden change occurred.

Watson, who had just mastered a trace of dark-elemental combat aura, suddenly shut the book in his hand and closed his eyes. He frowned slightly in pain, and his eyebrows changed to a golden hue at the speed of light. His brown hair was also covered in a layer of flame that burned rapidly.

Behind him, the shadow squirmed, and the black flame covered his legs and lower body with another layer of darkness.

The shadow and the light formed a clear boundary.

[Master, you have failed to fuse with the light and dark-elemental combat aura for the first time. Please choose to either give up or continue trying! If you decide to continue, it may significantly increase your strength, but it might also harm the world.]

The system notification echoed in his ears. Watson felt a tearing sensation from within his body as the corners of his mouth twitched. He had not expected that fusing with light and dark-elemental combat aura would be so difficult. That was the first time he had failed to fuse something; he felt that the light and dark elements were even more opposing than the water and fire elements. It was like hope and destruction could not be mixed at all.

A slight contact with them would cause a complete annihilation. It was like a volcano had erupted, and it caused Watson's flesh and blood to break.

"Continue trying."

Watson clenched his teeth as he constricted a hint of dark combat aura again.

The system said that the fusion of light and dark combat aura would cause harm to the world, but he did not believe it at all. He was only a silver-tier warrior. He was not even worthy of the border count's attention, let alone the world. The system must have wanted to scare him, but he did not care. If he had to harm the world to get stronger, then so be it.

[Second fusion failed.]

"Continue."

[Third attempt failed.]

[Failed…]

The system continued to repeat the sound of failure until Watson's eighth fusion. Then, finally, the echo of a successful notification rang in his ears.

[Congratulations, Master, on the successful fusion. You have created an element that does not belong to this world—chaos. Because it is your first time creating an element that does not belong to this world, you have received an additional gift. You have obtained a world-class tool—the Source of Chaotic Magic.]

[Congratulations, Master, the combat aura in your body has been successfully converted into chaotic elements. Your strength has been raised to gold-tier. ]

'So the fusion of light and darkness is chaos… This world does not have such an element. No wonder the system kept failing. To create an element that does not belong to this world is comparable to the gods from the myths. No, even the gods can't do it. Well, at least the creator could do it. This system that has been bound to me is too powerful.'

Watson sighed. He had always used the fusion system as fusion magic. It seemed like the system was even more powerful than he had imagined. There were many secrets that waited for him to explore.

The thought flashed through his mind, and the huge change that came with his body interrupted his thoughts.

After Watson fused with the chaotic aura, a pair of flaming red wings appeared on his back. Those were Phoenix Wings, followed by a pair of holy wings that shone with dazzling radiance. Finally, a pair of dark wings that looked like bat wings appeared on his back.

There were three pairs of wings; each was different and exuded a distinctive and powerful aura.

Then, the three pairs of wings disappeared simultaneously and merged into two clusters of gray air currents. They looked like a god's pupils that overlooked the world.

The moment those gray pupils appeared, the guards who had been training around Watson knelt, one after another. They dared to look at Watson. If they were to see the young master, even for a single moment, they would feel a piercing pain in their eyes.

"What happened?"

Nightingale had just picked up another Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg. Before she managed to put it in her mouth, the egg dropped and rolled on the ground. She opened her mouth wide; she ignored the egg. She just looked at Watson. She noticed an obscure gray pillar of light had appeared on Watson's body; then, it had shot straight toward the sky.

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Chapter 62: Change The World

The gray pillar of light was a dim glow that seemed to be hidden by the sunlight. It was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish it.

Nightingale was a gold-tier elite. She could barely see it because she was close to it.

"What the hell is this—"

Nightingale stared at the gray light on Watson's body. When it flew into the sky, it vaguely formed an illusory symbol that was hollow and full of jagged lines. Her eyes stung when she looked at it, and she could not help but cry.

She did not notice that there were two different figures under the illusory symbol. They were the sun, which represented light, and the moon, which represented darkness. Furthermore, other signs had appeared under the figure of the sun—they were symbols of earth, fire, water, wind and others as well.

Earth, fire, water, wind, light, and darkness were the six basic elements of the world. However, at that moment, a new element called chaos had emerged with them. The moment it appeared, it had merged with the world and spread to the surrounding area.

..

In Blackmoon Castle's farm.

The Golden Flash retracted its six pairs of wings as it paced in front of the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken Chicken; it wanted to display its supremacy. However, the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken had ignored it.

Back when Watson had not fused the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, except for Emperor Cluck, the other hens had treated the Golden Flash with respect, and the chimera was already used to that. When the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was fused, it had inherited Emperor Cluck's personality. The Golden Flash was unable to accept that, so it had worked hard to conquer that arrogant chicken.

At that moment, an invisible wave came from outside. It changed the structure of the air, which caused the Golden Flash's body to tremble. Its widened golden pupils were a loss, and then fear appeared. His body grew larger until it became its true form—the six-winged golden chimera with its three heads and python tail. It looked toward Watson's direction.

At that moment, it sensed its creator's aura.

The Rainbow Phoenix Chicken, a descendant from an ancient divine beast's bloodline, the Phoenix, was not much better. It also lowered its proud head.

That aura was noble and ancient. Even if it were a real Phoenix, it would have to show respect.

..

The aura spread from Watson's body to the entire world. Ordinary people would only feel as if the temperature of the air they breathed had dropped. There was nothing unusual, but the stronger the person was, the more they would sense that fluctuation.

In the Fairy Castle at the border.

Sylvan stood in the pavilion as he reached out to grab the void.

The air was lit with six basic elemental magic symbols—earth, fire, water, wind, light, and darkness. A dark-gray illusory symbol of an eye had appeared in the middle of those symbols.

"Chaos—the seventh basic element has appeared in the world! Who had such strength to change the world's composition by himself? Were they a diamond-tier elite, or someone great from a particular profession, or even a god that fell from the sky?"

Sylvan made a bold guess; the corners of his lips curled into a bitter smile.

He was a platinum-tier elite, and he had mastered thousands of spells. Other than some lost spells that had been forgotten by history, there were also some high-level grand spells. There was nothing that he did not know; his obsession with magic stemmed from his noble, elegant, and to a certain extent, obsessive-compulsive disorder as an elf.

"I am certain that someone used a terrifying power to change the world. The person who created this new path is not far from here. Likely, he is also in the kingdom! It seems I should send a shadow guard to investigate this matter. As the strongest mage in the kingdom, I want to master the magic related to this element as soon as possible."

The basic elements of the world were not fixed to earth, fire, water, wind, and darkness. Instead, they were more diverse.

Sylvaine had once investigated a ruin that contained records of a lost country from a thousand years ago. Those documents unearthed in the ruin mentioned that the world had experienced at least five eras. When the world was born, the creator had conceived 22 basic magic elements.

When that civilization was lost about a thousand years ago, there were only eight basic elements left in the world. They were earth, fire, water, wind, darkness, light, and poison. Those basic elements had originated from a certain substance in the center of the world known as the source of magic. A violent natural disaster or an attack comparable to the strength of a god could damage the source of magic and cause the world to lose a specific magical element permanently.

The lost civilization from a thousand years ago had fought for territory with two other civilizations. The aftermath of that battle was too intense, and thunder and poison's magical sources were damaged. It had resulted in a series of disasters that led to the destruction of all three ancient kingdoms.

Since the source of magic could be destroyed, of course, it could also be repaired. Sylvane understood that point. He guessed that the chaotic element had once existed in the world due to self-cultivating mages. He only wanted to know the characteristics of the chaotic elements.

"I don't know. What is the power of the magic created from the chaos elements?" Sylvan muttered to himself.

He knew that some of the newly repaired sources of magic were not very strong—they were only at gold or platinum tier. In other words, those who practiced that magic would reach the limit when they attained the platinum tier. However, since there were too many competitors, they might not even reach the gold tier. After all, there were only so many resources.

The source of magic that had been reborn would have taken millions of years to recover fully. Sylvan had reason to doubt the element's real power. However, when he saw the symbol of the chaotic elements above the sun and the moon, he thought it had looked like a god looking at the world. He dispelled the uneasiness in his heart; his eyes were filled with enthusiasm.

..

At the Mage Guild headquarters in the Holy Dragon Kingdom.

An old man with a floor-length beard and a pointy hat on his head laid in a room filled with stars.

Suddenly, a star in the void lit up; it caused the old man to open his eyes and jumped.

"Someone had created a new element called chaos, using it as a support to change the world's composition."

The old man reached out and pulled the shining star toward himself. A star wrapped in gray fog appeared in his hand. It looked like an ornament, but it also looked like the image of an ancient star on the ground. "This element is ranked higher than the light and dark elements. Oh, my! Which mysterious ancient existence has awakened such a terrifying source of magical power?"

"We have to inform all the mages in the kingdom about this. We have to control this new power."

The old man threw the star with a flip of his hand. He lifted his foot, and a tall bronze door that sparkled with starlight appeared in front of him. Then, it disappeared with him.

..

The ripples caused by Watson's body had spread throughout the Holy Dragon Kingdom and affected the entire continent and the surrounding ocean.

No one knew how far the Holy Dragon Kingdom was from the ends of the world.

Magma churned on the ground, surrounded by towering volcanoes that occasionally spewed scorching flames. Huge golden pupils flashed and disappeared beneath the cracks in the depths of the magma. Then, one could hear the roar of a giant dragon.

"The world has changed! I am the great Dragon King, Constantine, the king of bronze and fire that symbolizes destruction, and I shall be reborn!"

Meanwhile, in an endless, violent sea that was far from land.

Dark clouds converged and gathered lightning. The sea had risen a hundred meters and condensed into a whirlpool.

A fish-tailed beautiful woman with a golden trident in her hand and a triple crown on her head looked into the distance. "Another source of magic that composes the world. Is this good or bad for our race?"

The leaders of all the races in the world, elites that surpassed the platinum tier, were nervous because of the changes they felt. They did not know that the person who did that was only a ten-year-old child, and he had done it accidentally. The boy, Watson, did not even know what he had affected.

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Chapter 63: Praise to Young Master Watson

The strange phenomenon in the sky lasted for a few minutes before it slowly dissipated.

The gray fog behind Watson's back, which looked like eyes, had disappeared into the air too. The tearing feeling in his body subsided slowly, followed by a surging power that flowed like the sea.

Watson clenched his fists. The place where his knuckles touched the air emitted a creaking sound as if it was crushing the air.

"I'm a gold-tier warrior now." Watson sighed. Then, he looked around. Other than Nightingale, who remained surprised as she sat on the bench, the other guards knelt in front of him. They did not dare to breathe loudly; they did not even dare to look at him.

Sure enough, the system had scared them. It said that the fusion of light and dark aura would cause harm to the world. It seemed like things were fine.

The sky was still blue, and the grass on the ground was still green. The number of people around them did not change.

Watson was relieved; he began to check his body. The light and dark elements in his body had turned into a gray ball of gas. The gas had gathered in Watson's lower abdomen; it surrounded a semi-transparent sphere that looked like a star.

Watson remembered that the system said that he had fused with elements that did not belong to the world, and he had obtained a world-class item—the Source of Chaotic Magic.

What was the source of that magical power?

What was that world-class item?

When he thought of that, the corresponding knowledge suddenly appeared in his mind.

The Source of Chaotic Magic was a world-class item.

The item that could make or break the world was called a world-class tool. It was a fabulous piece of equipment that was not inferior to the gods.

Basic Information: The chaotic element was the seventh element that made up the world. It had three characteristics—annihilation, obliteration, and distortion.

Strength level: Only at gold tier. It could be recovered by absorbing high-level items or beasts. It would grow on its own.

Ability: Could bestow others with the talent to learn chaotic magic or chaotic aura. The student would absorb power from the master. Then, after the student died, the power would return to the master's body.

After he read it, Watson swallowed his saliva.

"I didn't expect this so-called world-class item to grow on its own. Does this mean it will become infinitely strong in the future?"

Unfortunately, the source of magic had just been born; it was still too weak. Of course, if he were to give it a lot of good things, it might be able to improve rather quickly. With his resources, he would be able to achieve that.

The source of magic also had the ability to bestow talent to others. Since chaos was created when one combined the light and dark elements, it was definitely stronger than light and darkness. Watson was prepared to wait for the source of magic to replenish its energy. Then he would distribute its characteristics to his family and subordinates.

The power of the magical source was not equal to Watson's strength, but it limited his power. For example, if Watson were at gold-tier, then the source of magic would be platinum-tier. Conversely, if the source of magic was gold-tier, then Watson could not be platinum-tier. Therefore, before he could distribute it, he would need to consider the matter carefully and choose the right person.

After he inspected the magical source, Watson raised his head and lifted a finger. His finger released a wisp of faint, gray fog, turned into a thin sword, and destroyed a huge rock.

That was right—it was destroyed!

Normal combat aura could hack a rock into two pieces, and some stronger warrior could even ground the rock into powder. Watson was different. His chaos combat aura could obliterate and annihilate; when he touched the rock, its color had gradually diminished as if an eraser had erased it.

When she saw that, Nightingale's lips trembled as she picked up the Rainbow Phoenix Egg that had fallen onto the ground. She dusted it and tried to put it into his mouth, but it was as if the egg and her lips were misaligned. She was a gold-tier elite, but her hands shook so much that she could not hold anything.

What happened?

Did Watson cause that phenomenon that shook the heavens and earth?

"It seems that I need to report this matter to the border count as soon as possible!" Nightingale thought. She did not understand what the elemental symbols in the sky meant. She only knew that Watson's strength had increased by many times fold; he seemed to be at the same tier as her.

After she stuffed the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg into her mouth, Nightingale asked Watson carefully, "Did you advance just now?"

"Yes, Miss Nightingale. I became a gold-tier warrior by accident! It seems like the cultivation technique that you taught me is very valuable. I promise to give you 100 Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs every day, effective from now."

"He has advanced?"

When Nightingale saw Watson scratching his head shyly, the egg in her hand dropped to the ground again. She did not reach down to pick it up.

"Young Master Watson has advanced!"

The guards looked at each other in disbelief and excitement.

"Young Master Watson is only ten years old this year. It was already scary enough that he was a silver-tier warrior, but now he has advanced… He is a ten-year-old gold-tier warrior!"

Some of them sighed. They were almost 40 years old, and they were still only bronze-tier warriors. Yet, their young master was already two tiers ahead of them. It was truly infuriating.

Allen also snapped back to his senses. As the captain of the guards, he was the first person to connect with Watson. He knew that Watson was very powerful, and his mental resistance was even stronger. At that moment, he simply praised him.

"Praising Young Master Watson is like praising the sun! There is no one else who has such talent in the entire Holy Dragon Kingdom. Even the current kingdom's sword saint is only a diamond-tier elite. I think that Young Master Watson will only need five years to surpass him! Therefore, please allow me to be your loyal and devout servant. From now on, you are the god in my heart. I will pay my respects to you after every meal."

After Allen finished his sentences, he kowtowed three times in front of Watson.

Many of the guards also reacted and praised Watson. Of course, they were not as exaggerated as Allen. Some even looked at the captain with anger; they thought that the guy was too good at flattery.

"It was only my luck! Plus, Miss Nightingale's teaching has been very useful. All of you must learn well from her. If you can break through to another tier, then you will be rewarded handsomely."

Watson waved his hand; he was embarrassed by Alan's excessive actions.

"Miss Nightingale's teaching is great, indeed, but it is also because of Young Master Watson's outstanding talent! The next time you bathe, Young Master, please don't throw the water away. And don't throw away the food that you can't finish. You can give them all to me so I can get a little bit of your genius luck, Young Master Watson!"

Allen said those shameless words seriously. Even the expressionless Liszt's lips twitched as he took a few steps away from him.

Watson felt a little helpless. He thought that he might have advanced too quickly. A ten-year-old silver-tier warrior was quite acceptable, but his gold-tier status would attract unwanted attention. However, those issues were quite trivial. It was mainly because he did not want the guards' adoration every time he advanced in the future. He did not want them to become little fanboys who coveted his leftovers and bathwater.

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Chapter 64: Completion Not Guaranteed

Wilber Liszt Manor.

"Have you found the woman named Nightingale?"

Wilber sat in the living room when he asked the two guards.

Previously, there was a strange fluctuation in the sky; it was as if something had changed. He did not find anything weird, so he did not care about it. Since the border count sent him the news, he had asked the farmers to disperse; each of them had sent men to inquire about Nightingale. As soon as they had found the border count's subordinate, they would set up an ambush and wait for the bounty mage, who would arrive in two days.

"Master, we learned that Miss Nightingale is in Blackmoon Castle."

What?

"Miss Nightingale has snuck into Blackmoon Castle? That was fast." Wilber tapped his fingers with a gloomy face. Miss Nightingale was the border count's subordinate. Why would she be in Blackmoon Castle? Did the border count want to build a relationship with Blackmoon Castle? No, if that were the case, he would not send people to support them. Perhaps the count wanted Miss Nightingale to choose.

Wilber thought about that. As the owner of a manor, he was not a fool. He knew about the nobles' dirty water. Since the border count had sent Miss Nightingale long ago to Blackmoon Castle, it was apparent that he wanted to recruit them. Nightingale was probably there to destroy them if they did not comply.

That must have been the border count's plan. He would not be at a disadvantage no matter what happened.

"The border count can make a backup plan, but I don't have that luxury! Send someone to contact Miss Nightingale later. Be careful not to let anyone from Blackmoon Castle find out. Forget it; I'll write her a letter. Just say that I'll prepare 1,000 gold coins as her reward."

Wilber looked troubled after he had written the letter.

A thousand coins was not a small amount for him, but he was willing to pay the price if he could destroy Blackmoon Castle.

The guards took the letter and said, "Yes, Master." Then, they left the manor. Wilber stood up and paced the floor. His gloomy face was covered with a layer of laughter. "Watson and Blackmoon Castle—you're finished! No matter what the border count thinks, I will destroy you when I get Nightingale to my side! The count is hundreds of kilometers away, so he can't do anything about it."

Wilber's gloomy laughter echoed in the hall.

Meanwhile, at Blackmoon Castle's training field.

Watson performed the teleportation technique for everyone.

Teleportation was the symbol of a gold-tier warrior. After he had advanced to the gold tier, he had to try it.

At that moment, a faint, gray fog emerged from under his feet. It left clear footprints on the training field ground. Then he appeared about ten meters away with a swoosh. Then, with another stomp, he appeared on the other side several meters away; his speed was so fast no one could catch him.

Nightingale had mastered the dark-elemental combat aura. Her speed was not swift, but she could turn herself into a shadow, which was quite strange. She could appear behind her enemy unpredictably. In terms of speed, she was not as fast as Watson.

The chaotic-elemental combat aura that Watson had mastered was stronger than the dark-elemental combat aura. He did not touch anything when he teleported, but the huge rock in his trajectory had disappeared so mysteriously like a piece of paper that an eraser had wiped.

The guards were stunned; they swallowed their saliva.

"Is that Young Master Watson's current strength? He's too strong. I feel that this is beyond the scope of an ordinary gold-tier warrior. I wonder who is more powerful? Is it Young Master Watson or Miss Nightingale?"

Nightingale stared at the place where Watson had teleported and frowned deeply. She had taught him dark-elemental combat aura, so she knew everything about it.

She should have known that would happen.

She felt that the combat aura in Watson's body was completely different from what she had taught him.

Were there really geniuses in the world who not only could master what they learned but also innovate their skills?

"Well, don't just stand there and watch. I'm almost done with my training. It's your turn next!" Watson wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to walk toward Blackmoon Castle. He was ready to let Wendy prepare a bath for him.

As the chaotic-elemental combat aura was relatively special, he was afraid that he would hurt other people when he teleported, so he told them to watch from the side. He had a general understanding of his own strength, so it was time for his subordinates to continue their training.

As they watched Watson leave, everyone looked at him as if he were a monster in human skin. Their gazes at him were very strange.

Someone exclaimed, "Young Master Watson's talent is too shocking. When can I become a gold-tier warrior like him?"

Someone else said, "I think I can become a gold-tier warrior, but it's impossible for me to be like Young Master Watson."

Watson returned to the castle amidst the crowd's exclamations. After Wendy had prepared the bath for him, he laid in the spacious tub for a long time to get rid of his fatigue.

After that, it was dinnertime; Watson was very quiet at the dining table.

Besides his family members who accompanied him daily, Allen, Liszt, Wendy and Nightingale were also at the dining table. However, it was not a peaceful meal as everyone at the table continued to ask Watson about his advancement to the gold tier.

"Watson, I heard you were lucky enough to fuse the light and dark combat aura and advance to gold tier?"

Vincent's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Eldest Brother, you don't have to be so surprised; I got lucky, that's all," Watson replied.

Vincent had a strange look in his eyes; no one knew what was in his mind, so he did not say anything else about it.

When he realized that he had managed to muddle through the conversation, Watson lowered his head and ate his rice.

Then, Scarlet, who was chewing her food, looked at him with a strange look. "Are you sure that you have fused your light and dark combat aura to advance? Are you sure that fusing these two types of combat aura will allow one to advance in rank?"

"I'm not sure."

Most people would not be able to advance after they fused their combat aura. On the contrary, they might even be in danger. Perhaps he could do that easily because he had the system.

Edward, his father, sat at the head of the table. He did not eat. Instead, he stared at Watson. "Watson, are you sure you've reached gold tier now?"

"I've told you many times. Why don't you believe me?"

Watson looked like he was about to break down. After dinner, his family still pestered him and asked him all sorts of questions.

Nightingale was still with them until she heard a strange sound; her ears twitched.

Nightingale hid in the shadows; she avoided Watson and the others before she gradually disappeared from the castle's blind spot.

Outside the castle, a man dressed as a farmer looked into the compound sneakily; he hesitated as he thought about whether he should go in.

Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"You are Miss Nightingale, aren't you? I'm Master Wilber's man. He hopes that you can help us attack Blackmoon Castle. He is willing to give you 1,000 gold coins. He also said that this is the border count's order."

The farmer took a letter from his pocket; Wilber had signed it.

Nightingale took it and read it carefully. The corners of her lips curved into a mocking and disdainful smile. "Go back and tell your master that I've accepted his request, but I can't guarantee that I can complete it! Tell him to send the money as soon as possible in the next two days."

If Nightingale had gone to Wilber Liszt Manor first, and if she had not eaten a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg, or if Watson had not advanced to gold tier, then she might have made a different decision. Unfortunately, there were no ifs in the world.

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