"Are you that confident, sir?"
Felena found it even more amusing.
Lear smiled.
"Your Highness's reputation is praised even by the children of the Ninth District. Why would you deceive me for a mere blue crystal grass?"
Philena's sapphire-blue eyes narrowed slightly.
That was obviously a lie, but what amused her was the unwavering confidence and determination in the other person's eyes just a moment ago.
It seemed as if if they dared to break their promise, the other party could really do something about it.
He smiled and looked at the silver-helmeted knight who was still excited beside him.
"Rekel, take your men and retrieve the Blue Crystal Grass. Set off immediately."
Upon receiving the goddess's personal command, the knight's spirit and energy surged dramatically.
He knelt on one knee, his gaze burning with passion.
"As you command, Your Highness!"
The resolute and determined tone of his voice deeply moved Lear.
For the people of this world, to be able to speak a single word to such a noblewoman of the empire would be an immense honor.
However, he, who was not on the list, did not feel honored at all; on the contrary, he felt a little amused.
Just stand up and kick?
Her long, flaxen hair flowed in the air, making Felena appear mysterious and extraordinary.
Slowly raise your head to look at the sky.
""
He chanted a spell in a low voice.
The next moment, a clear eagle cry rang out across the sky.
A huge black shadow swooped down from the sky.
It casts a huge shadow on the ground.
Whew~
The air howled, wings flapped, and cyclones swirled wildly.
The dark figure slowly descended to the ground.
It has the head of a falcon, the body of a lion, and a pair of eagle wings with a wingspan of over ten meters growing from its back.
His amber eyes shone with the sharpness of arrows.
The sharp, hook-shaped beak of the bird exuded ferocity.
Griffin!
The foundation upon which the Griffin Empire was founded!
It is also the most powerful force in Loran City.
Every adult griffin possesses the power of a high-ranking knight, with a maximum level of 12!
This is the rank required to command a small unit within the Royal Legion!
The griffin stands on the ground, its shoulder height exceeding 3 meters.
The lion's body is filled with explosive power.
Just standing in front of such life, one can feel the suffocating sense of oppression.
Even when facing a large wolfhound that is a meter tall and weighs over a hundred kilograms, one can feel the pressure of the beast. The pressure from this fantastical creature, weighing three or four tons, is almost suffocating.
A burning desire rose in Lear's eyes.
Perhaps this is the charm of this world—extraordinary life that does not exist on Earth!
At this moment, he felt a greater sense of accomplishment riding a griffin through the sky than riding a goddess!
Philena seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at Lear.
Somewhat surprisingly, this boy, who had not yet condensed the seed of magic, did not tremble with fear under the oppression of the griffin.
Instead, a different kind of light appeared in his eyes.
It's like seeing a toy you've been longing for!
Griffins, such ferocious creatures, are killing machines on the battlefield, yet an ordinary person treats them like toys?
His eyes narrowed slightly.
She couldn't quite figure out where the other person got such confidence.
"Go, Rekel."
The knight in the silver helmet raised his head high, like a general returning from a victorious battle, and under the envious gaze of all the soldiers, he mounted the ferocious magical creature.
The griffin and the lion stomped their bodies on the ground, their wings flapping wildly.
The cyclone exploded, sending rocks flying and causing vegetation to shake violently.
The lift from the air currents propelled this enormous creature rapidly into the sky.
Chu~
After a clear eagle's cry, it disappeared into the sky.
Philena looked at Lear with a meaningful look and said softly.
"Your name is still unknown."
"Lil Els greets His Highness."
Lear touched his right shoulder and gestured again with a noble greeting.
Els?
This surname is completely unfamiliar, yet it has become a pioneering lord, though some know a thing or two about it.
Their ancestors must have had a glorious past. As for their current situation, you can tell by looking at the clothes they are wearing.
Philena nodded.
"Lord Lear, would you be willing to sell me the Lava Fruit seedlings you possess?"
"I need to use it for new research."
"It takes twenty years for a lava fruit to grow from seedling to fruit, and this is the shortest time it takes."
"You can ask someone later if that's true."
After saying that, he added another sentence.
"Of course, I will pay you enough compensation."
It will take twenty years to yield results?
Lear's lips twitched. By the time this thing grows up, it will be too late.
Only top-tier noble families with a thousand-year-old tradition would have the time and energy to cultivate them slowly.
"I naturally trust Your Highness, and if needed, I will sell them to you as well."
As he spoke, he directly separated the 12 lava fruit seedlings covered in mud from the saplings.
I handed it over.
The soldiers around them were green with envy at the sight.
Felena was also somewhat taken aback by what she saw.
He smiled and, without any hesitation, reached out and took the seedling covered in mud.
The fair fingers contrasted sharply with the saplings covered in black mud.
The next moment, the previously wilted saplings seemed to have received a blessing from the goddess of budding, and stood up visibly.
Full of vitality.
"Tomorrow morning is the time for the next batch of pioneering knights to choose their new territories."
"After Your Excellency Lear has chosen the territory, how about I reward you?"
"At that time, it will surely satisfy you."
Lear narrowed his eyes slightly.
"That's only natural."
After agreeing, he said softly.
"However, I am currently in dire financial straits. May I borrow 100 gold coins from Your Highness for the time being?"
The soldiers who had been silently observing the area were all taken aback, wondering if they had gone deaf.
Is this guy asking the princess for money?!
It's one thing for some down-on-his-luck nobleman who popped out of nowhere, some scoundrel who crawled out of the slums, to hand over filthy saplings to His Highness, but to actually dare to shamelessly ask his own princess for money?!
How dare you use such filthy things to insult a princess?!
They felt their goddess was being defiled!
Damn it!!
Philena was completely baffled by Lear.
As the princess of Loran City and a level 16 archmage, she has encountered many strange people, but this is the first time she has met someone who asks her for money.
What kind of head is that?
He waved to the maid behind him, both amused and exasperated.
"Jasmine, fetch 100 gold coins for Lord Lear."
She gave him a half-smile as she spoke.
"Does Your Excellency have any further requests?"
Lear praised it highly.
"Your Highness is so generous!"
"atmosphere!"
"Truly admirable!"
Philena chuckled.
"I'm glad you're satisfied. You can come find me again tomorrow after you receive your assigned territory."
He then looked at the maid behind him.
"I will give instructions, and someone will escort you into the manor."
Lear nodded.
"Then I thank Your Highness in advance."
At that moment, the blonde maid named Jasmine stepped forward, took out a cloth bag from somewhere, and handed it to Lear.
"These are 100 gold coins."
Lear reached out and took it, opened it to check, and after confirming that everything was correct, he put it in his pocket.
Seeing the other party's uninhibited manner, Felena smiled.
This guy.
With the start-up capital in hand, Lear was not willing to linger. After exchanging a few polite words, he took his leave and departed.
Philena and her maid watched as Lear disappeared from sight so cleanly and efficiently, and they had a strange feeling. Was this guy just here to get those 100 gold coins?
The two exchanged a glance, both finding it somewhat amusing, unsure how to describe their inner feelings.
Standing before you is the eldest princess of Loran City. You can ask for anything, but you want gold coins?!
Lear had achieved his goal and didn't care what others thought.
He had inquired about the price of the lava fruit tree seedlings before he came; these 12 seedlings could fetch more than 30 gold coins elsewhere.
Another piece of news: Blue Crystal Grass, which can be sold for 50 gold coins, is not bad. He didn't expect this prince to give him any extra rewards anyway.
These 100 gold coins have exceeded the budgeted income.
Know when to stop while you're ahead; even if you earn less, you'll never lose money.
A smart gambler isn't someone who has the best hand, but someone who knows when to leave the table. The smartest gambler is someone who never gambles, but now he has no choice but to do it himself.
As for the supplies that Felena promised to give him, that was an extra bonus.
The substantial profits he made from the two 2-star messages filled his pockets in just half a day.
Can we make use of the two pieces of information worth 1 star?
Lear shook his head. There were no good channels; these two items were indeed of limited value.
While pondering, his gaze fell upon the fifth 6-star golden intelligence: Swamp Godhood!
On the morning of July 8th, the dragon will emerge from all corners of the world!