As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

"Blood of the false king! One day, I will completely sever this despicable and filthy bloodline!!!"

The mad dragon spread its wings and roared wildly, countless terrifying demonic flames emerging from its body, causing the heavy chains wrapped around its body to emit hoarse cries.

The chain, which had long been rusted and had gone through countless years, finally cracked with a terrifying crack.

This roar, which came from blood and soul, spanned the earth, the sky, the sea, and every corner of Viszea, spreading to all blood-related dragon compatriots and believers of the dragon race.

At this moment, no matter it was the newly hatched baby dragon, the ancient dragon hidden in the world, or even the cultists of the [Evil Dragon Society] who were tied to the guillotine, they were all infected by the surging sadness and anger, and a trace of extremely terrifying demonic flames appeared in their eyes.

"The blood of the false king is completely cut off..."

The whispers from the Demon Dragon King, from this crazy bloodline, spread to the entire world like wildfire.

Chapter 1: Going Home

After three days of founding ceremony, it was finally time for Roy to go home.

In fact, the founding ceremony in previous years would last about a week, but now all the major territories have suffered considerable losses. Although the Asian dragon crisis itself has been resolved, the lord still needs to go back as soon as possible to take charge of the overall situation.

The Ironblads were no exception.

The Griffin convoy drove out of the city. Looking at the crimson figure that was getting farther and farther away, Roy suddenly felt reluctant to leave.

This journey was filled with many dangers beyond his expectations, but it also brought him equally unexpected gains.

The power of bloodline did not stop for the time being. Roy really did not expect that he would end up at this point with Charlotte Reinhardt, who was supposed to be the heroine of the original novel.

Touching his lips, recalling the kiss that the princess offered him as a 'reward', Roy couldn't help but smile.

Carl saw through it but didn't say anything. He roughly guessed what happened and smiled without saying anything.

In the corner, the little maid's eyes became increasingly darker.

Does the master like that kind of thing so much?

Alice can do it too...

Alice still didn't quite understand the meaning of kissing, but she at least understood that it was something that could only be done when both men and women were willing.

Her master had never made any such request.

"Master, if there is anything you need Alice to do, please feel free to ask."

"Em...it's nothing at the moment. Just take a good rest, Alice."

The little maid, hinting at failure, lowered her head, full of resentment.

The way home is obviously much more difficult than the way here.

The Yalong Rebellion was quelled, but the impact it caused would not be eliminated in a day or two.

Along the way, many monsters whose homes were destroyed by the dragons ran into their caravan in panic, and some of the surviving dragons even launched crazy attacks on them.

After experiencing the pursuit of the [Evil Dragon Society] and fighting with the red-blooded fire dragon that was almost as powerful as a natural disaster, Roy was indeed a little ptsd towards these dragon-like creatures.

But this time, Carl is in charge of the team.

Whether it's Warcraft or Asian dragon, if one comes, chop one, if two come, chop a pair. For a veteran like Carl, it's just like chopping melons and vegetables.

They had a safe journey and witnessed too many tragic deaths of dragons. However, they managed to cure Roy's dragon PTSD and also obtained a large amount of extraordinary materials.

I came here specially to deliver materials. These dragons are pretty good.

Unfortunately, after passing the [Mount Doom], no more Asian dragons appeared.

After enduring the devastation of [Scorching Flame], the Crimson Fire Dragon's breath, and [False Dragon Breath - Sky], the once towering volcano was largely shattered, reduced to a devastating mess. Lava cascaded down, transforming vast tracts of forest into a scorched earth devoid of life.

The accompanying guards had no knowledge of the battle with the Red Blood Fire Dragon and were simply amazed at the horrific scene that looked like a natural disaster.

The abnormalities of [Volcano of Doom] were also attributed to the destruction of [Evil Dragon Society].

Carl, who knew the truth, sighed with a complicated expression: "Should I say you are worthy of Rowling's bloodline? It's amazing that you can cause such a big commotion with such a low bloodline..."

"No, the fire dragon was already seriously injured. I was just lucky enough to deal the final blow."

Roy had no intention of being modest.

Now that I think about it, I am so lucky.

If the Red Blood Fire Dragon had not been seriously injured, and if he had not been able to get close to it easily while it was careless, it would have been able to smash him into a pulp with just one claw.

But the most important thing is the bloodline of the [False King].

[Pseudo Dragon Breath·Sky] is at least equivalent to Sequence 4, which is the full force attack of a high-level transcendent.

But the side effects of just one blow almost took Roy's life.

This thing is like a nuclear weapon, it must not be without, but if possible, Roy hopes to never use it again.

But to Karl, this sounded a bit Versailles.

In those days, many powerful transcendents were killed by the dragon's flames before they could even get close. Carl, who had fought against the Red Blood Fire Dragon, understood even better that just one short sentence contained so many dangers of brushing shoulders with death, and it was definitely not as easy as he said.

The bloodline derived from Rowling is too powerful, and therefore it always attracts the covetousness of various forces, but the battle with the Red Blood Fire Dragon proved that Roy is by no means an ordinary person.

Carl has already understood that the best protection is to intensify the cultivation of his bloodline rather than contain it.

A week later, the Ainblood family's convoy finally returned to Iron Blood Ridge.

The familiar town collapsed. Although the city center was still intact, the outskirts had obviously suffered considerable damage.

But to Roy's surprise, every one of the people who came to welcome him had a smile on their face, and the cheers were endless. The atmosphere was not that depressing.

When he returned to the lord's mansion and asked, he found out that his deeds had already been reported back to Tiexue Ridge.

Lord Carl had made great contributions in helping the King suppress the Asian dragon, and Lord Roy had made great contributions in protecting the King from the [Evil Dragon Society] in the capital. Even their personal maids had taken the lead and led the Knights to protect the town.

The people of Lionheart desire nothing more than military merit and glory.

The all-round achievements of the Ainblood family from top to bottom have greatly enhanced the sense of pride of the people. They have turned the disaster into a festival, and are extremely happy every day. They are looking forward to the return of the father and son to celebrate.

Of course, this is also related to Anya leading the Knights to protect the town in time and prevent the losses from expanding.

"We still need to hold a banquet? Post-disaster reconstruction is imminent, and it's not appropriate to hold a banquet at this time." Carl was immediately dissatisfied when he learned about the behavior of his retainers and surrounding nobles.

Banquets always cost money, and if you hold a banquet, the reconstruction work will naturally be delayed.

Carl's thinking tends to be conservative and old-fashioned, and he values ​​efficiency. In this matter, he is not as good as Robert in understanding the people's hearts.

At times like this, it is usually Anya who offers suggestions.

But this time, Roy spoke up first, saying, "Father, this is in line with the people's wishes. Just like Uncle Robert didn't cancel the founding ceremony to boost public morale. As for money, the magical materials we harvested along the way will offset a lot, so the expenses won't be too high."

"...That makes sense." Carl thought for a moment before realizing what was happening. He looked at his eldest son with some surprise and delight. "I didn't realize you knew so much about governance."

"In that case, I'll leave the banquet to you!"

"?"

Roy was stunned on the spot.

No, I am advising you to do your job well, not asking you to be a hands-off boss!

Roy wanted to score twice and leave the matter to his retainers.

But in the eyes of a group of highly emotionally intelligent retainers, this was clearly the lord training his heir, and none of them dared to make their own decisions.

"Master Roy, please give me your instructions. I will fully cooperate with you to organize this banquet, appease the people, and promote your good name!"

"No...never mind. I'll do it."

Seeing that all the retainers were obeying his orders blindly, Roy had no choice but to do it himself and host the welcoming dinner.

Chapter 2 Rowling's Notes

Roy prepared the wine and food in advance and arranged the layout of the banquet venue. He had just returned home and had no time to rest, but was busy with the banquet.

It's funny, I was planning a welcoming party for myself, but I ended up being busy for half a day.

But when the banquet officially started, Roy felt a sense of accomplishment when he saw the knights, adventurers, and countless other people toasting him enthusiastically.

Unlike the banquet in the royal capital, this welcoming banquet was not limited to the socializing of the nobles, but was more open to the general public. The venue was not the lord's hall, but the town center.

This also gave Roy more opportunities to interact with the public.

What Roy didn't expect was that the people's welcome to him was even as enthusiastic as Carl's. There was an endless stream of people coming to toast him, even to the point of triggering reputation rewards.

[Reputation +1, +1, +5, +1, +10, +5,......]

Compared to the reputation gained at one time when becoming a sworn knight, the amount given this time is less, but due to the large number of people, it is still considerable after accumulating over time.

You have to know that not long ago, Roy was so notorious that passers-by would have to walk around him when they saw him while shopping.

Even if I had made a contribution to protecting the emperor, it was still a very distant thing for them. Moreover, it was aimed at the royal family and was not enough to change their opinion of me so quickly.

After asking Anya, she found out that it was a little maid who was actively doing political propaganda to the masses.

"Earlier, she was already praising the young master among the knights and adventurers. Just now, while the young master was busy, she wasn't idle either. While helping to set up the venue, she kept telling everyone about the young master's hard work behind the scenes." At this point, Anya sighed, "Military achievements and glory are worthy of admiration, but the ones who are truly loved are the lords who are willing to personally work and sacrifice for the people."

Roy was stunned by what he said.

Is this also considered serving the people? Perhaps it is because of the education I received in my previous life that I subconsciously do this.

Of course, Roy had no intention of promoting himself, and this was thanks to a little maid who helped him improve his image.

"Alice, you've done a great job. I'll leave my reputation in your hands." Roy gently touched the girl's furry head as a compliment.

The little maid squinted her eyes under Roy's hand, enjoying it for a while, and then she said softly in a matter-of-fact tone, "Alice is just telling the truth to let everyone understand the master's excellence."

"Oh? Can you tell me what exactly the master is good at?" Roy became interested and asked jokingly.

Unexpectedly, Ellie looked back at him with clear and pure eyes, showing no shyness at all, and said seriously, "Master, although a noble, is gentle to others; as a knight, he is always brave and fearless; as a lord, he is willing to train for the people. No matter what aspect, he is excellent!"

To someone else, these words might seem hypocritical and exaggerated, but Alice was always sincere to him.

Therefore, Roy felt embarrassed and his cheeks turned red when he was praised so directly by the girl.

"Well, it's not as exaggerated as you say."

"The master is being modest again."

"Really? When did my maid become so sweet-mouthed?" Roy smiled helplessly, stretched out his hands, and pinched the girl's soft little face.

The cold face suddenly became distorted. The little maid was confused and said incoherently: "It's just a vague memory..."

The head maid standing by saw the long-lost intimate interaction between the master and servant, and nodded secretly with satisfaction.

The welcoming banquet is more casual and does not have as many rules as aristocratic banquets. It ends after eating, drinking, singing and dancing.

After the banquet ended and they returned to the lord's mansion, Carl stopped Roy who was about to go back to the house.

"follow me."

"It's time to give you the notes I mentioned earlier."

Today's banquet seemed to have brought back memories for Carl. He mentioned Rowling, a rare moment, and a nostalgic expression flashed through his eyes. "Your mother was also very good at governing the territory back then."

Every time Carl talked about Rowling, it was when the secret of bloodline was involved. The atmosphere was heavy, and Roy was naturally embarrassed to take the initiative. Such casual conversations were indeed rare.

To be honest, even putting aside the factor of bloodline, Roy was also very curious about what this character who did not appear in the original work was like.

"She is good at governing the territory. Could her mother also be a noble?"

"No, although her bloodline is powerful, she was only a commoner before she married in. Her family must have declined long ago. And she's just like you, how should I put it..." Carl thought for a moment before saying, "Even after becoming a noble, she never considered herself superior. She never bullied the subordinates and was always humble to everyone. When governing the territory, she always considered the people in it and always came up with all kinds of outrageous ideas."

It sounded quite impressive! Roy became more and more interested as he listened, and asked, "For example?"

"For example, building roads is essential for trade, and crop rotation is practiced. And potatoes—even though they're quite common now, they used to be grown only in the North."

After hearing what Carl said, Roy realized that these things that he had long been accustomed to were somewhat ahead of their time in the Middle Ages.

He used to think that there was no need to be so serious about lesbian galgames, but he didn't expect that Rowling was actually behind it, and the background story was quite complete.

Roy followed Carl to the underground treasure house of the lord's mansion, walked through a group of rare and extraordinary props, and came to a storage table that was stored separately.

Roy had seen this table before when he came to search for potions. Only now did he realize that Rowling's notes were placed inside.

Carl retrieved the notes from the storage counter.

The notebook was very old, the cover had turned yellow, and even worse, it was covered in black and severely damaged, just like it had been burned by fire.

"Actually, I also want to look through this notebook, but Rowling said that it carries extraordinary implications made with her bloodline, and only her bloodline inheritors can understand it." The moment he reached out to take out the notebook, Carl's eyes were softer than ever before.

"Here you go. This book belongs to you."