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61: Desna left

Looking at the large pieces of Demon Bear meat on the tray, Sinclair, who had already become an Apprentice Knight, couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Before this, he never imagined he would be able to eat such high-level magic beast meat in his lifetime.

Even the previous Black-Haired Wild Boar meat was only something he could eat because of Lord Lister's grace.

With a heart full of gratitude, he carefully cut off a piece of meat with his dinner knife, then used a fork to spear it and bring it to his mouth.

As he bit down, the rich juices instantly exploded in his mouth, and an indescribable deliciousness filled his entire taste buds.

Under his meticulous chewing and savoring, the resilient piece of meat was finally swallowed down his throat and into his stomach after a good while.

The next second, a scorching warm current began to spread from his stomach, quickly rushing to every meridian in his body.

Then, a surge of unknown energy began to frantically wash through his physical body; the burning and stimulating sensation made him snap his eyes wide open.

Once he became aware, he hurriedly put down his plate and began to operate the Breathing Technique he had learned, guiding this unknown energy to flow through his body.

As the burning sensation grew stronger, his blood seemed to flow like surging hot lava, the aura traveling between his meridians became more powerful, and his muscles and bones felt as if they were being tempered a thousand times over.

Minute by minute passed, but Sinclair, immersed in his cultivation, had long forgotten the passage of time.

As a beast roar rang out, he successfully condensed a Fighting Spirit Seed within his body.

But he still didn't stop; a moment later, the same beast roar rang out again.

Bronze Rank 1! He had advanced to a Full Knight!!

A look of fanatical excitement suddenly appeared on his face.

But at this moment, no one was paying attention to his breakthrough; instead, everyone was immersed in their own cultivation, including Lister.

The heavy sound of breathing gradually drowned out the lively atmosphere, and the entire tent suddenly became eerily quiet.

Soon, one beast roar after another rang out, and the quiet environment became lively once again.

Mutual congratulations and praises for Lister echoed throughout the tent.

"Lord Lister, thank you for your grace!"

"I offer you my most sincere praise, great Lord Lister!"

"Knight Prit of the Radiant Knight Order, thank you for your benevolence, Lord Howard."

Lister was full of smiles and responded to each one.

The effect of this banquet was better than he had expected.

Besides his own breakthrough to Bronze Rank 4, Spartacus also advanced to Bronze Rank 4.

And the four knights from his initial core team—Dewey, Langman, Bulk, and Hill—had all stepped into Bronze Rank 2.

As for the Apprentice Knights Sinclair and Marjorie, they went from never having condensed a Fighting Spirit Seed to advancing to Full Knights (Bronze Rank 1) in one go.

Although the three of them—Red, Locke, and Carlyle—did not break through, they were not far from it.

There were also two or three other knights who broke through, who belonged to Ellis's Radiant Knight Order.

Ellis, who had witnessed the whole process, couldn't help but be a little surprised; such a high success rate for breakthroughs was rare even in the Baron Territories of high-ranking noble descendants.

But once he thought of Lister's generous handiwork, he felt relieved again.

As the banquet continued, halfway through, as a small personal thank you to Lister, Ellis went out of his way to guide Red's cultivation, making Red incredibly excited.

The banquet lasted until very late, the lively and cheerful atmosphere echoing in the darkness for a long time... Early the next morning, Lister woke up early. Although he had drunk a lot of wine last night, for someone who was already a knight, it didn't have much of an effect.

After having breakfast, with the assistance of his personal maid Norse, Daisna packed her luggage to leave, though there wasn't much.

Accompanied by Lister, the three of them came outside the castle to the spacious and comfortable carriage he had prepared long ago.

At this time, Ellis was already waiting there with the Knight Squad.

Glancing around, Lister took out an unremarkable black box from his storage ring and handed it to Daisna, saying, "This is a gift I made myself; it's for you."

"You made it yourself?" Daisna took the heavy box in surprise.

Nodding with a smile, Lister said gently, "Get in the carriage."

Hearing this, Daisna's expression returned to calm. She gave a soft 'en' and said nothing more, turning directly to get into the carriage.

Seeing this, the tall and straight Ellis gestured to Lister and then shouted loudly, "Everyone, mount your horses, we are heading back."

As the words fell, Ellis and all the knights behind him moved crisply and uniformly, leaping onto their horses.

The next second, the sound of horsewhips hitting horsebacks rang out, and the carriage carrying Daisna and the little maid Norse began to move slowly.

Watching the carriage gradually move away, when it was about ten meters away, a head suddenly popped out of the small window on the carriage.

"Lister, in a month, the Tulip Territory will hold a grand celebration for the birthday of the 'City of Dawn' Aetheria. You'll come to visit, right?"

Lister smiled and said loudly, "Of course, I will definitely go to see you."

Hearing him say more bluntly that he would come to see her, rather than simply responding to the visit, Daisna's little face immediately flushed Red, and she shrunk back into the carriage.

Unfortunately, that bright and moving smile could be seen by no one except Norse.

Ellis, at the very front of the convoy, couldn't help but show a gossiping and suggestive smile.

If Lister had seen this, he might have thought that the deep and cold Ellis from last night had been replaced by someone else... With Daisna's departure, everyone's life in the castle returned to its previous state.

Accompanied by the cold wind, Lister still took Red to inspect the territory in the morning.

The farming area was as lively as usual, with farmers in full swing with the sowing work.

And because those two Curved Ploughs and Seed Drills were put into use, the efficiency of sowing had improved a lot.

Although it wasn't enough to improve overall efficiency yet, this significant change had already made all the farmers incredibly excited.

After inspecting the farming area, Lister took Red toward the Workshop and School currently under construction.

Soon, they arrived at the Workshop construction site in the western part of the town.

Having just arrived, Lister saw burly craftsmen with their upper bodies bare, either carrying timber or hammering away at construction.

It must be said that this group of craftsmen really worked like their lives depended on it; if it weren't for the restrictions of Lister's orders, they would definitely work frantically from early morning until midnight.

Although this hardworking attitude was good, Lister was not a capitalist; he couldn't bring himself to cultivate 'black slaves' in this other world.

As greetings rang out, the craftsman in charge of supervision, Malo, ran over and bowed, saying, "Lord Lister, greetings to you."

Nodding slightly, Lister asked, "Malo, how is the progress of the task I assigned to you last time?"

"Reporting to Lord Lister, the construction progress of the Workshop is steadily and rapidly advancing. It is estimated to be completed in half a month."

"Of course, if you allowed the craftsmen to work more..."

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