The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

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Chris Truth had advanced to Grand Magician.

The tofu hadn't been made yet, but good news had already arrived; upon seeing Chris, who had come to report the happy news at the castle, Liszt's mood was equally excited.

He indeed had opinions about magicians.

It was not because magicians liked to mess around with explosions or the like, but because their quest for truth made them disregard any taboo. Those lunatics at the Goat Assembly even dared to slaughter dragons—what else was there they wouldn't dare to do? Liszt did not wish for such a group of lunatics to exist within his territory.

However, Sea Sprite Ake, the Water System Grand Mage, was different; he was Liszt's own, a direct source of ocean wealth. The Light System Mage, Black Dragon Childe Paris was also different, the new leader of the Patrol Knights, who, even though turned to be a magician, had no interest in exploring truth.

Last but not least, Chris Truth, a true human Grand Magician who was comprehensive in her knowledge, was also different.

She had indeed said she would dedicate herself to truth, willing to explore it for the rest of her life, but after all, Liszt had saved her life. With such a relationship, it would curb her crazy thoughts. Besides, after spending time with her, Liszt also felt that Chris was just a normal scholar.

She indeed liked exploring truth, but she didn't harbor any insane, twisted ideas.

Under Liszt's continuous influence, she had integrated into life in the territory, often going for baths, dining out, enjoying nature, and even developed a liking for comedy plays.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

She lived the life of an ordinary person.

Liszt was reassured, "Congratulations, Chris, you've finally achieved your wish and become a Grand Magician. I will also fulfill my promise and build you a Mage Tower on Black Horse Island that belongs to you."

"Thank you, Viscount."

"You've been helping me make magic potions; it is I who should thank you."

"Serving you is my unquestionable duty," Chris said modestly without any pride in making magic potions, "I've heard that the territory's finances are somewhat difficult; I'm not in a hurry for the Mage Tower. I hope you, Viscount, can solve the territory's financial issues first and build the Mage Tower later for me."

What a considerate act.

"No worries," Liszt said with relief, "Recently, the glass produced in the territory has begun to be sold externally, and it's a very profitable industry. Plus, the earnings from Fresh Flower Brew are also ready to be collected; the territory's finances have become healthy again. I had been planning to build a new castle, and now it's the perfect time to build your Mage Tower."

"Ah, Viscount, you should build the castle first; my Mage Tower can be built later."

"No need to argue, let's build the Mage Tower first," Liszt said definitively.

All at once, Chris was touched, her eyes sparkling, "Viscount, you are really too kind to me... I hope to serve you forever."

Liszt simply smiled, without a word.

In fact, a big part of the reason he chose to build the Mage Tower first was to let the territory's architects accumulate experience in constructing new style buildings through the Mage Tower—having rubber, glass, ironwood, rock, bricks, and the modern architectural knowledge in Liszt's mind.

Of course, new style architecture should be built.

He planned to build a castle with a name for himself, designed in the neoclassical style—the most typical example being The White House.

This world's traditional castles are buildings dominated by the idea of sustainable defense.

Yet Liszt had no interest in this, finding that castles only made strategic sense in certain locations. On a small island like Black Horse Island, the enemies faced would only be pirates. Pirates wouldn't besiege a castle on an island for dozens of days, so there was no need to build a castle that could withstand a siege for half a year.

He had originally wanted to design a seaside castle and had even planned out the location.

However, after synthesizing the architects' opinions, a castle soaked in seawater would be too damp. So, he moved the castle's location slightly inland from the shoreline and decided to build it in the style of The White House. He also planned to excavate a canal leading to the sea, allowing Ake to come and go freely.

The castle's scale might be designed on the standard of a four-story building.

If the pressure testing is completed, it might well be a five-story building. Even though he would be living alone, it didn't stop him from building the castle as a synonym for luxury—"What should be enjoyed, must be enjoyed; there's no need to shortchange oneself."

Thus.

Before that, he decided to build a Mage Tower first, which would be a good opportunity to test whether the new architectural style would have enough strength to support each layer of structure.

"Chris, first solidify your realm as a Grand Magician. In a few days, follow me to Black Horse Island. Select a suitable location and build the Mage Tower," he said.

"Thank you, Lord Viscount." Chris's face flushed with excitement. "I plan to focus on magic arrays and simultaneously craft magic equipment, hoping to help the Viscount create the Calming Wind Pearl and Water Calming Pearl in the future."

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"I'm looking forward to it."

After sending away Chris Truth.

Liszt directly summoned the Smoke Mission.

"The mission has changed."

As expected, Chris advanced to Grand Magician first, and the Smoke Mission changed accordingly. A new mission was released immediately, and Liszt's eyes lit up.

"Mission: The comedic actor Avril Mask, who has come to perform in Fresh Flower Town, loves the clean and tidy streets here, which inspire many creative ideas in her. However, she is perplexed that she can only perform in comedies. Why not help her realize her artistic dreams?

Reward: Loki's new magic."

"Loki is about to possess a second type of magic, which indicates that it truly has become an Intermediate Dragon Beast. Low-level magical beasts and dragon beasts can only have one type of magic!"

Liszt looked forward to the new magic of the Landwalker Bird, so naturally, he would take on the mission immediately: "Comedic actor Avril Mask? No longer wants to perform comedies, asking me to help her achieve her artistic dreams... If she doesn't want to perform comedies, then why not let her try opera, Peking opera, Huangmei opera? I know both 'Princess' Husband' and 'The Match of Heaven Fairy'!"

However, Huangmei opera and Peking opera obviously don't quite fit the aesthetic of the Duchy of Sapphire.

After some thought, he decided to call Avril Mask over and ask her in person. It just so happened that North Valley City's comedic troupe was performing in Fresh Flower Town today—thanks to the prosperous life in Fresh Flower Town, the civilians here had money to spend, and their desire to consume was gradually increasing, spending a lot on theatrical tips.

This attracted several comedic troupes.

"My lord, Avril Mask has arrived in the castle's living room to wait," a servant informed him.

"I know."

Liszt went downstairs and in the living room, met the comedy actress with artistic aspirations. She was a tall, blonde woman, quite good-looking. She seemed a bit older, probably over thirty years of age.

"Avril pays her respects to the respected Lord Landlord," she greeted.

"Rise," Liszt gestured with a wave, "So your surname is Mask. Does that mean your family has been in comedy performances for a long time?"

"Yes, Lord Landlord, since my grandfather's time, we've been performing comedies."

"I've had enough of comedies."

Avril couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah!"

"Comedies are interesting to watch occasionally, but the same ridiculous appearances and childish actions every time can be boring. Avril, haven't you ever thought about innovating? Performing comedies all day long, don't you think the audience gets enough, don't you get enough yourself?" he asked.

"Lord Landlord... Avril does have some complaints about performing too many comedies, but please rest assured, Lord Landlord, Avril will go back and rearrange something fresher to entertain you," she assured him.

"I do not wish to watch comedies; I want to see some normal performances. Avril, I have an idea that I need you to realize. Of course, you may refuse, and if so, I will look for other comedy troupes," Liszt said with a faint smile.

Avril quickly became anxious: "Please instruct me, Lord Landlord. Avril's troupe is the best in North Valley City; we can definitely meet your needs!"

"I would like you to perform plays."

"Plays?"

"It's a form of drama where the performance is primarily based on dialogue. You could bring folktales, love stories, and the like to the stage," Liszt explained briefly—truth be told, he didn't particularly enjoy plays, but to complete the Smoke Mission, he had to give Avril a hint.

Of course, if it had to be done, it should be done well.

He decided to buy out Avril's comedic troupe and turn it into a drama troupe, rehearsing a couple of classic plays to enrich the cultural life of the territory.

Perhaps he could even take the opportunity to glorify the great Lord Landlord of Black Horse Island through the plays.