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When Ron returned to the manor with the jade box, the rain had subsided considerably.

He went straight to the elf's room. As soon as he opened the door, a scent mixed with the fragrance of herbs and jade powder wafted out.

Bella was squatting in the small garden in the center of the room, swatting at a strawberry fairy bug with her hands. When she saw Ron come in, she flapped her wings and flew over.

"Muttering!"

Bella landed on his shoulder and nuzzled his face with her head. After a couple of times, she suddenly stopped, turned her head and stared at the jade box in his hand, her bright eyes filled with curiosity.

"The new guy," Ron said.

"Don't bully them."

Bella snorted, flew back to the shelf, squatted down with her arms crossed, looking like she didn't care.

Ron placed the jade box on the open ground and opened the lid. Half a cordyceps lay in the box, juice still seeping from the broken end, with another broken piece placed beside it.

The potato sprite worm lay beside the wound, its antennae drooping, trying to repair the injury; it looked a little wilted.

Ron took out a bottle of concentrate from his bracelet, the kind he usually gave to his men. He unscrewed the cap and poured a few drops onto the broken end of the cordyceps.

The original liquid seeped in, and the juice at the break stopped seeping out, with the edges beginning to shine slightly.

Sensing the cordyceps' reaction, the potato worm's antennae twitched. It slowly crawled over, brought its head close to the broken end, and strained together.

The original solution is very effective for the recovery of this type of injury, especially since the broken half was still intact. So it didn't take long for the cordyceps to repair itself.

The potato worm had also recovered a bit, its wings had spread out, and it didn't look so listless anymore.

Unfortunately, it didn't choose to evolve like Bella did last time.

Ron cursed the potato worm under his breath, thinking it was a coward. He had even come up with a name for the little sprite it would evolve into.

Let's call it—"Earth Egg!!"

Unfortunately, it didn't dare to go. It had let Ron's sincere feelings go to waste.

Seeing the potato worm retreat back into the jade box to rest, Ron didn't wait any longer and left the elf room.

Upon finding Liulichuan, she was practicing magic in the cultivation room of the small courtyard.

She wore a dark magician's robe, her hair was tied up, revealing her slender neck.

The training room is semi-open, with an open space at the entrance used for testing the power of spells.

After becoming an intermediate-level magic apprentice, Liulichuan's mental strength increased significantly, and he was no longer limited to performing a few magic tricks.

The spells they practice now have considerable destructive power.

Within the same social rank, the damage inflicted by a mage is naturally one rank higher than that of a knight.

Therefore, Liulichuan can now be considered a high-level knight.

However, she has not yet mastered a single spell; she is currently practicing the fireball spell.

She chanted a spell, and a fist-sized ball of fire appeared on her staff. As she threw the fireball, it grew larger and larger.

Finally, it landed in the yard, turning into a large fireball with a diameter of one meter, and then suddenly exploded, turning the wind and rain in the yard into steaming water vapor.

Ron watched as Liulichuan finished casting the spell:

"Excellent, excellent! You're becoming more and more like a female mage. From now on, you'll be the chief mage of our River Bend Territory."

Liu Lichuan tidied herself up and came to Ron's side playfully, saying:

"So, how does Your Excellency plan to reward me?"

Ron took her hand and sat down:

"The castle is about to be built. You can choose a location to build a magic tower. Don't worry about the cost, I'll cover everything."

"Hmph! He's still spending my money, you little rascal."

Ron patted his chest and said, "Even you're mine, so your money is mine too!"

Liu Lichuan blushed after being teased by Ron and fell silent.

In fact, Ron really didn't allow her to use her money, because Ron had already spent all of Liulichuan's money.

He only has a few thousand gold dragons in his pocket right now, and he has to save them for his territory.

Ron is after Margaret, who has been living on that island for who knows how long.

The area around the lair had long been nurtured by her overflowing magic, creating some silver mines.

When Ron goes next time, he'll mine all these ore.

Margaret probably won't care. At worst, Ron will suffer a loss and give her 40% of the original solution.

A few days have passed.

The team that went to Oaktown has finally returned, bringing back an architect with them.

The castle's designer was a middle-aged man in his forties named Kraft. He was not an heir to a knightly family, but he was studious from a young age, traveling around the world and acquiring architectural knowledge.

He was a famous architect in Oak City, and it is said that dozens of castles in the pioneering area were designed by him.

He was wearing a dusty robe and holding a roll of blueprints, gesturing as he stood on the high ground.

"Sir, do you mean to build a manor-style castle?" Kraft asked.

"right."

Ron, mounted on his horse, looked at the high ground: "Not one of those small castles with just a few towers."

To build a city, the interior must be large enough, with several inhabited castles. The walls must be high and thick enough, and each of the four corners must have arrow towers.

Kraft unfolded the drawings, which contained several sketches.

"These are some of the designs I came up with. Take a look." He pointed to the first one.

"This is a traditional square castle with towers at the four corners and the main castle in the middle. Its advantage is its sturdiness, but its disadvantage is its small space."

Pointing to the second picture, he said, "This is a rectangular castle with an inner courtyard. It's more spacious and can even accommodate a garden."

The third image: "This one has an outer fortress; the inner city was for living quarters, and the outer city was for garrisoning troops. It involved the most construction work and cost the most money."

Ron looked at it for a while and finally decided to modify it based on the second rectangular castle.

His requirements for the castle were that it be large and comfortable, unlike the requirements for traditional castles.

The primary function of a traditional castle is defense; comfort is secondary.

Therefore, unnecessary facilities would be moved out of the city, retaining only residential functions, while everything else was prepared for city defense.

Granaries, armories, soldiers' barracks, wells, towers, and so on, occupied the largest space.

The castle's defensive capabilities were not of great importance to Ron.

He himself was a full knight, and with him around, no one could breach the castle.

If you encounter an invincible enemy, a single castle will not be of any use.

Therefore, the purpose of the castle was to strengthen the defenses of the territory and prevent it from being raided when Ron left.

In that case, a rectangular castle would be enough.

Next, I discussed some minor adjustments with Kraft, asking him to reserve space for the magic tower.

I asked him about the cost, and it turned out that the castle only cost 10,000 gold dragons.

But even the most basic magic tower costs at least 50,000 gold dragons. Ron was speechless when he heard the price.

"Isn't this a loss-making venture?"

"Little Silver Dragon, you absolutely have to pull through!!"

Over the next few days, Ron led his men north, killing any monsters they encountered and annihilating any small groups of orcs they harassed.

It was all to accumulate enough essence to please Margaret.