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Chapter 480

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Once again soaring, Liszt landed on the deck of the Tulip. This time, he controlled the impact of the fall and did not trample on the newly repaired deck.

The Count was already waiting at the bow.

After seeing Liszt land, he took a deep breath and exclaimed: "I am proud of you, my son!" After saying this, he suddenly realized that he had said this to Liszt several times during this time. The pride that Liszt brought him was one thing after another.

"Thank you, father."

"When we return to Tulip Castle, I will hold a grand banquet for you and announce the good news to all the aristocrats and commoners of Coral Island."

"As you wish."

Liszt readily accepted the good advice.

Then he accepted the congratulations of all the aristocrats on board. Everyone knew that the Grand Duchy of Sapphire was a rising aristocratic star. At this moment, no one doubted whether Liszt could reach the current achievements of Count Leewilliam in the future. He could create a new family at any time.

Creating a family and carrying forward the bloodline was an incomparably glorious thing for the aristocrats of this world.

Liszt did not understand before, but after communicating with the Count, he realized that the Count was looking forward to such a thing. It meant that the Tulip family would continue to grow and achieve new achievements. Just like when the Count changed the family name to Tulip, it was a glorious moment.

Then.

The sailboat his followers were riding quickly approached. Markus and others boarded the Tulip and offered a song of loyalty to Liszt.

It was lively for a long time.

Even though the ship was simple and crude, a banquet was still held. Everyone drank until they were drunk. Liszt was no exception. He was very excited, and the aristocrats kept urging him to drink. He drank one cup after another until he finally fell asleep on the table.

The night passed.

As usual, he woke up early in the morning. As an ordinary Sky Knight, his body's strong resilience made him not feel the slightest hangover.

In high spirits, he watched the sailboat sail towards Coral City's port.

He really wanted to fly over and show off his new identity, but he restrained this impulse. The image of nobility needed to be maintained, and one could not be too complacent. Disembarking from the ship, he immediately mounted Loki, a chocobo that had grown a size, and set off behind the Count.

Along the way, there was no doubt that he received far more attention than the count.

It was not only because he was handsome and had an outstanding temperament, but also because Rocky, who was under him, was extraordinarily valiant. His body had doubled in size, and he was almost four meters tall. His legs were almost 1.7 meters tall, and his neck was 1.5 meters tall. His body was less than one meter tall, but compared to his previous round body, his body was more flat and streamlined.

The biggest change was its wings. They grew longer and longer, reaching a wingspan of six to seven meters.

Because the changes occurred during the voyage, he has not re-calculated Loki's current physical condition, but from the appearance alone, he has conquered everyone's eyes.

Loki used to walk beside Dosen, but he still seemed a little indifferent.

But now that Loki and Dosen were walking side by side, the average person would not be able to tell which was the intermediate World of Warcraft. Dosen's tonnage and area were larger, while Loki's height and body length were longer.

Each had their own merits, and they were evenly matched.

However, Loki's bloodline evolution had not yet been completed. He still had room for growth, and his momentum was just around the corner, surpassing Dosen. After all, he would be an intermediate Dragon in the future. Fortunately, two Bloodline Fruits in a row allowed him to successfully evolve World of Warcraft, and he did not explode and die.

"Perhaps the smoke mission is stirring the threads of fate, changing the fate of Dosen and Loki." Liszt could only understand it this way.

Surrounded by civilians on both sides of the road, the triumphant Knight rode tall horses, and slowly galloped towards Tulip Castle with their heads held high. Every triumphant return was a good opportunity to promote the dignity of the Knight. The solidification of the aristocratic and civilian classes, under such edification, continued to build.

Although he tried to deny it in his heart.

But Liszt still enjoyed the feeling of riding a horse through the streets. What people pursue in life is nothing more than fame, fortune, and beauty. Now such a scene is not the best reward for "fame". Everyone wants to be the focus of attention, the difference is whether they can become it or not.

Now he had the opportunity to become, and he did become the focus.

The whispers of the commoners always revolved around him and his mount, Loki. There were also many children whose envious gazes followed his back all the time.

"When I grow up, I want to be as powerful as the Lord Knight, riding a big bird!" A child announced loudly.

The older companions laughed in unison, "Haha, you're still riding your own pet."

"Maybe you can ride a big bird when you're dreaming! That's World of Warcraft, World of Warcraft's big bird, it can eat you in one bite! "

A young man, obviously well-informed, proudly showed off, "Don't even think about it, that's the great Tulip family's bloodline, the ruler of Black Horse Island, Lord Viscount! He is the son of glory of Coral Island, and no one is more favored by the glory of the Knight than him. "

The child said "Ah" and stopped talking.

When young and ignorant, everyone has a dream that doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, but growth means compromise. In constant compromise, gradually deviate from their dreams, and can no longer become the person they want to be. Fate does not need to be attacked, it only needs to slowly wear down the fighting spirit.

Eventually, the bowed head will announce that not everyone can hold the throat of fate.

Of course, if the heart does not give up, hope will not disappear. The world still leaves a glimmer of hope for progress for civilians. Driving countless civilian Knight to flock to the battlefield for this glimmer of hope. Some people would remain on the battlefield forever, dying on the battlefield, while others would return in glory.

There was no doubt that Liszt was also a man of glory.

By the time they reached the intersection of Tulip Castle and Coral City, the team to greet them had already assembled at the intersection. Just like the last triumphant return of the Iron Hoof Island, Madam Penélope, Madam Marie, Lvera, Levis, and the Loria couple were all standing at the front of the team.

"Mother, I have made you worry." Leewilliam dismounted first and bowed to Madam Penélope. Every time he saw his mother come to greet him, he would bow like this.

The aristocracy is full of exchanges of interests.

There is also affection.

Madam Penélope smiled and said, "I am not worried about you, you always stand on the winning side and have never disappointed me, from the beginning to the present."

Immediately after the count, Liszt, who had dismounted from the bird, also walked over quickly: "Grandmother."

"Strong young man, Liszt, you have become taller and more handsome!" Madam Penélope was very happy. She pulled Liszt's hand and chattered, "In the past, when Leewilliam went to the battlefield alone, I was not worried about his safety, but worried that he would be lonely outside. Now that he has his sons to accompany him, father and son fighting side by side, he will no longer be lonely. "

Leewilliam faintly smiled: "Mother, Liszt can already fight side by side with me. You definitely can't imagine what kind of surprise he will bring us!"

"If you have something to say, quickly say it, don't delay." Madam Penélope bluntly scolded.

The others also paid close attention, waiting for the count to finish his words.

The count had long been accustomed to Madam Penélope's attitude, so his smiling expression didn't change in the slightest: "Liszt has been promoted to Sky Knight!"

Boom!

The team to greet them in triumph instantly became restless.

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