King of the North: My Lord's Diary Weekly Summary

The alien dragon went berserk.

It ignored everyone else and focused all its energy on attacking Rachel.

Claws, tail, and cold air attacked Rachel relentlessly.

Rachel had no choice but to release her sword and retreat to dodge.

But she had already left a deep wound on the dragon's neck.

"continue!"

She shouted, "Attack its wounds—find the core!"

The battle became even more intense.

Everyone knew this was their only chance.

The alien dragon's defenses were too strong; only those two wounds could inflict effective damage.

Wayne was thrown off by the struggling dragon, but he still held onto Ronald—the chill had reached his upper arm!

Ronald didn't struggle; he chose to trust Wayne—focusing solely on his breathing techniques to resist the chill!

The alien dragon grew increasingly ferocious.

Its chilling air gushed out almost continuously, and the temperature of the entire cave dropped below freezing.

A layer of ice had formed on the ground, and the frost on the cave walls was getting thicker and thicker. Everyone's eyebrows and hair were covered with white frost.

"Wayne...brother...I...I can't hold on much longer..."

Ronald's voice trembled. His face was pale and his lips were purple, signs of frostbite.

"Hang in there a little longer!"

"Wayne shouted."

He himself was almost at his breaking point.

The aura of the alien dragon was too strong.

Every breath carried a bone-chilling cold.

But he cannot fall.

He is a lord.

He had to get them out alive.

Wayne bit the tip of his tongue, using the pain to wake himself up.

He gripped his longsword tightly and charged at the strange dragon once more.

Thanks to the efforts of Sean, Rachel, and Qin, the wound had reopened to reveal the bones inside—human ribs, a wolf's spine, and the limbs of an unknown beast.

Stitched.

It was also stitched.

"Its core!"

Suddenly, Wayne shouted, "Where's that crystal?!"

Rachel's gaze swept over the alien dragon's body. A few seconds later, she saw it.

On its chest—the wounds on its neck and abdomen—a faint green light emanated, indicating the location of the crystal.

"There it is!"

"Cover me!"

Wayne charged headlong into the dragon's belly.

The alien dragon that was attacking Qin and Karen sensed the danger.

It desperately twisted its body, trying to get the wound out of Wayne's attack range.

But Rachel and Sean rushed forward at the same time and held its front legs firmly.

Karen and Qin attacked its hind legs from behind, preventing it from turning around.

Rachel plunged her sword into the dragon's forelimb, the blade going deep and wedging into the bone.

Even Rachel herself didn't realize that she had instinctively begun to assist Wayne's actions.

The strange dragon let out a deafening roar!

Wayne had already rushed to its belly.

However, the strange dragon had another trick up its sleeve—frost began to spew out from the corpses, heads, and crevices within its body!

Although this frost was not as strong as the previous dragon's icy breath, it still instantly froze Wayne and Ronald.

It was clear that this only chance was about to be lost—everyone would become the mother's milk of this monster that had transformed into a dragon!

But the next moment, a crystal blue light suddenly flashed from the hand that Wayne was holding Ronald!

【Short-Term Removal Card (Ice) (Excellent)】: Can remove all cold-related negative effects from all targets within range for seven days without side effects.

In an instant, the chill emanating from Wayne and Ronald—even the frost that had spread to Ronald's shoulders—vanished completely!

Wayne gathered his ice blades and thrust them into the wound with all his might, then upwards!

The ice skate cuts through the inner skin and flesh, cuts through the bone, and cuts through the stitches—

They encountered that crystal.

Wayne took a deep breath and activated his Frostraven bloodline to its fullest extent.

The longest and coldest frost formed on his ice skates—that was the limit of what he could do.

Then he stabbed him.

The sword tip pierced the crystal.

The green light went out instantly.

The dragon's body froze.

It opened its mouth, as if to exhale a final burst of cold air.

But the chill dissipated as soon as it reached his lips, turning into a cloud of white mist.

The light in the eyes of the horde of zombies disappeared.

Then, it collapsed.

The massive body crashed to the ground, scattering ice shards everywhere.

The battle is over.

Wayne released his sword and plopped down on the ground.

He was covered in blood and wounds.

But he is still alive.

Everyone is still alive.

Rachel walked over and stood beside him.

She stared at the dragon's corpse for a few seconds in silence.

……

The crisis is over, and the scourge in my territory is finally gone.

Rachel took the deep green crystal fragments and sent people to search the shaman's cave. She promised to report the matter to the Duke and give Wayne a great reward—the kind with honors and rewards.

Fortunately, the village was not threatened.

Wayne recuperated in the house, looking out the window at the familiar houses and the busy villagers.

It's good to be alive.

But one thought kept running through his mind.

The cold air seeped out from the cracks in the ground.

Is it because the stitched-together monsters underground are active?

But why is the cold only lasting for such a short time?

Or was it because the undead shaman deliberately released cold air to lure them down?

If it's the latter, then why did it set up a magic array to allow them to fight their way in?

Is it to get them to activate the ritual?

No, if that's the case, why did it choose to ambush when its own team first went down into the cave?

unless……

Wayne looked up towards the northwest.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the thought.

My understanding is insufficient; thinking about these things now is useless.

He needs rest, he needs to recover, and he needs to handle the next steps.

That huge cave, if thoroughly cleaned, could be transformed into an underground castle.

His knowledge of architecture, and Raymond's knowledge of fortifications, came in handy.

And there were the sheepskins, the iron ore, and the approaching caravans…

There is still a lot to do.

……

The settlement reward is predictable.

October 2nd, Arthurian calendar 324

Lord's Notes - Week 6 Summary

[Personal Attributes]

Name: Wayne Lancaster

Strength Level: Tier 1

Physical condition: 16

Agility: 13→14 (This is the result of the trials and tribulations of life-or-death battles)

Spirit: 13

Specialties: Ballroom dancing, basic horseback riding, basic swordsmanship.

Skills: Life Skills • Construction.

Weapon: Crimson Pulse (Pickle).

Lineage: Lancaster family: Slightly enhanced physique.

Frostwolf bloodline: Slightly enhanced agility, enhanced physical potential, and possesses "Frostwolf glands" that can utilize frost.

(2/3)

[Power Assessment]

Faction Name: Frostraven Territory

Troop strength: e+

Resources: f+

Economy: f

Stability: e+→d (Within your current sphere of influence, your subjects are loyal only to you! Continue to maintain this state)

Culture: N/A

Overall evaluation: e- (multi-track operation) → e- (foundation established)

[This Week's Rating]

Survival points: 87

Power Points: 39

Reputation points: 10

Rating: E ​​(A small space with great potential!)

Evaluation: You have undoubtedly been a competent lord this week!

In this small space, you have demonstrated near-perfect countermeasures against deadly threats on numerous occasions!

Reward: One draw for Gold-tier resources!

Please select the reward type: Item/Bloodline/Follower

"As expected! The Golden Legend!!"