Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor Chapter 670 - 319: Because He Has Dragons

Just as she was about to call for a vote, the door to the basent was knocked upon.

"Wise One, urgent news from the north." A young, respectful voice sounded.

"Co in."

With the Wise One’s words, the stone door automatically opened.

A handso young man, holding a parchnt scroll, quickly approached the Wise One, respectfully placed it down, and then turned to leave.

The Wise One opened the scroll, bent down and read carefully, plunging the basent into silence.

Monts later, the Wise One raised his head and said slowly,

"The Northern Wasteland, Lord of Black Pine Ridge, Baron Rod has conquered the Eagle Ridge of the Hawk Clan in the past month."

"The latest news is that the bordering city of the Cold Blade Clan has also fallen into his hands."

"As of the mont we received this news, the Cold Blade Clan should only have Frost Castle left unconquered."

The Wise One’s words echoed in the basent, instantly causing a commotion.

"Border city?"

The gray-robed witch exclaid in surprise:

"How did he take the fortress that the Cold Blade Clan has maintained for four generations?"

"The details are unclear, but it’s said he possesses dragons."

The Wise One said slowly, "Two young dragons, one white dragon, and one... strange dragon that can control fire."

"Dragons? Are you sure?"

The gray-robed witch exclaid, and everyone else stared incredulously at the Wise One.

As spellcasters, everyone knows the value of a dragon.

But they also know the difficulty of taming a dragon.

Even Lusen was stunned in his chair, looking at the Wise One in confusion.

Wasn’t it a wyvern?

How did it beco a dragon?

"This Luo De."

The red-robed elder frowned and asked,

"How co I’ve never heard of him? Which family does he belong to?"

"He’s a bastard of the Tulip Clan, answering the blood edict to pioneer in the Northern Wasteland."

Lusen voluntarily explained Luo De’s identity.

"Lord Rod has also cooperated with us at the Dawn Society a few tis."

"Unlike other nobles, he is very willing to accept and respect spellcasters, and has even started to cultivate them."

"Lord Rod even said that if the Church dared to deal with his spellcasters, he would sever the Church’s hands."

Lusen’s words resonated, and several spellcasters nodded.

Even the red-robed elder showed unexpected surprise and a trace of goodwill in his eyes.

"Oh, by the way."

Lusen explained, "The lizardn and new paper we used before were all traded to us by Lord Rod."

"So whom does this Lord Rod support?" the red-robed elder couldn’t help but ask.

"This..."

Lusen hesitantly looked at the Wise One.

"That’s currently unclear, I will send soone to inquire with Lord Rod."

The Wise One said calmly, "But regardless of who he supports, I think his perspective will be highly valuable."

"So before knowing his stance, the Dawn Society will temporarily not support anyone."

"Why?"

The red-robed elder instinctively asked, "Why should we consider that Lord Rod?"

The other spellcasters also turned their eyes to the Wise One, apparently sharing the red-robed elder’s doubt.

"Because he has dragons."

The Wise One’s deep gaze and calm face carried a faint smile,

"Dragons are worth more than anyone’s promise."

The red-robed elder was instantly at a loss for words, nodding thoughtfully,

"I agree with your viewpoint."

"I agree."

"Agreed."

...

The spellcasters had no more doubts.

Everyone was well aware of the rarity of dragons in this era.

The Wise One nodded slightly, stood up and announced the end of the eting, and the spellcasters gradually departed.

Soon, only Lusen and the Wise One remained in the room.

"Wise One, have you seen more information about Lord Rod?" Lusen asked in a low voice.

"My teacher once told not to pry too much into the future, or the glimpses seen would solidify into reality."

The Wise One shook his head slightly, "It’s been a long ti since I gazed into the future."

"But my instincts tell not to overlook Luo De."

"Like a grain of sand in flour, a piece of at in clear soup, a drop of ink on white paper."

The Wise One sighed softly,

"So I tried to glimpse, but I couldn’t see anything clearly."

"Couldn’t see clearly..."

Lusen muttered, pupils involuntarily enlarging—a person the Wise One couldn’t glimpse!

The Wise One didn’t say more, quietly instructing, "You and Linda are familiar with Luo De, I’ll leave it to you two."

...

...

The spellcasters leaving the basent gradually dispersed, returning to their residences after reaching the surface.

Above was a very large courtyard, bustling with various scholar figures.

The red-robed elder walked to a secluded corner, leaned against the wall, and gazed at the sun in the sky, covering his forehead as the glaring sunlight made him squint.

Soon, a young scholar holding a book approached him.

"Sir Fa Fuke, do you have any instructions?" the young scholar asked respectfully in a low voice.

The red-robed elder withdrew his gaze, checked that no one was paying attention, and instructed softly,

"Inform the Regent to secure the support of Lord Rod of the Tulip Clan from the Northern Territory as soon as possible."