The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 820 Joshuat: I Have a Plan

"His Majesty wants to quickly repair the teleportation array... but the Swift Hand family doesn't have any space stones in reserve!" Duke Joelsteria was speechless. These past few days had been a real headache for him. He had searched through the Swift Hand family's inventory but couldn't find enough space materials or substitutes.

"Then we'll just have to forget about it..." Yun Feng said casually and nonchalantly.

"No...you're being so perfunctory..." Duke Joelster looked at Yun Feng with a strange expression. After all, his indifferent attitude was definitely enough to be considered negligence! Whether it can be accomplished or not is another matter, but at least you should have the attitude, right? He's a king, after all!
"Perfunctory? Does Roland have the right to say I'm perfunctory?" Yun Feng laughed in anger, raising his head to look at Duke Joelster and sneer.

"Ask yourself honestly about the state of the kingdom when you came here! Do you think I'm just giving you a perfunctory answer? If it weren't for me holding things together! Five years! Five years! How could he have launched an expedition to Lagrange City? He would have died trying to feed 30 mouths!" Yun Feng exclaimed excitedly.

"If I hadn't neglected his lousy domestic affairs, people would have starved to death under his rule! I'm his servant, and you're saying I'm being perfunctory? What? He gets whatever he wants? He can have whatever he desires? He might as well learn some magic and make a wish! He can just come back when he misses his wife! Or send the Queen over! Where am I supposed to conjure up a teleportation array for him?" Yun Feng, like a cat with its fur standing on end, jumped up and down wildly, scaring Duke Joelsteria, who was sitting opposite her, into silence.

"Is there any way to trade or find some materials..." Joelster asked cautiously. It has to be said that the Swift Hand family is loyal to the Lagrange family. Even though Roland is so rotten, they are still thinking about Roland and making a final effort for Roland's wishes.

I'm so sad, they're practically loyal dogs of the Empire. What makes the Lagrange family so deserving of such a devoted follower as the Empire's two fists?

"Where am I supposed to steal from him! Am I supposed to turn him into spatial materials? You might as well tell me to find a silver dragon and kill it, that would be more realistic!" Yun Feng laughed angrily.

"Um...where are the silver dragons? Can we win the dragon-slaying war?" Duke Joelster seemed oblivious to Yun Feng's sarcasm, tirelessly working towards Roland's wish, just like the empire before it—a dilapidated empire desperately patched up by its own two fists, steadfastly carrying out the emperor's orders until their last drop of blood was shed. (Yes! The pitiful Beigal family of the Hand of the North!)

"Good, good, good! Slaying a silver dragon? I... um? Wait a minute! There really is a silver dragon!" Yun Feng's expression turned strange. If it weren't for Duke Joelsteria's reminder, he would have forgotten that the kingdom did indeed have a clue about a silver dragon, or rather, that the dragon was in the kingdom's possession.

"Hmm?" Duke Joelster leaned back tactically. What had started as a last-ditch effort had unexpectedly yielded a lead? It seemed the kingdom wasn't as hopeless as he'd thought! They even had a lead on a silver dragon! However, Joelster was concerned about whether his current forces could actually defeat the silver dragon. Dragon-slaying wars were difficult! Slaying a silver dragon was even more difficult! Especially since the silver dragon was a dragon noble! Its status was extraordinary! This meant the kingdom's strongest dragon knights couldn't be used. Joelster wasn't foolish enough to lead dragon knights to slay a silver dragon; otherwise, it would be hard to say who would kill whom! Therefore, given the kingdom's current number of sixth-tier dragons, it was extremely difficult…

“However, that silver dragon is a bit special. Anyway, I dare not make any moves. That silver dragon has already fallen, and its corpse is buried in the void. Finding its spatial anchor point is not difficult. The difficulty lies in how to deal with the wrath of the dragons and nobles!” Yun Feng said quietly.

"Dragon corpse? That's great! That way we won't have to slay the dragon, and borrowing some materials from the dragon corpse won't provoke a backlash from the dragon knights and dragons! What? Is that silver dragon very powerful?" Joelsteria became more and more excited as she spoke, while Yunfeng's expression grew increasingly strange. Sensing that something was amiss, Joelsteria quickly asked.

“That silver dragon isn’t much of a figure, but his knight is quite something… and his son is even more so…” Yun Feng said awkwardly after thinking for a moment.

"Huh? Or is it the dragon that the dragon knight rides?" Joelsteria was taken aback. "Um... his knight is called Osbayar..." Yunfeng rubbed his nose.

"His child's name is Doss..."

"Pfft!" The Duke of Giorstja spat out the mellow black tea the moment it entered his mouth.

"What the hell? Osbayar's mount? You mean Osbayar, the Empire's First Dragon Knight? The surname inherited by the Nyx family? The ancestor of the McDoug and Anthony families? The father of His Majesty's golden dragon?! Ah!" Joelster was completely stunned. This background was so impressive that even glancing at it would be blasphemous, let alone borrowing materials from it! If this dragon's corpse were dismantled, Swift Hand would wake up as Swift Corpse tomorrow morning. This thing was related to the royal family and the dragon knights in every way imaginable!

"So go ahead, I don't know anything." Yun Feng shrugged and tilted his head, as if to say, "Don't drag me into this."

"Let's discuss how to persuade His Majesty Roland to give up this damned idea!" Duke Joelsteria made a lightning-fast change of attitude, switching sides with remarkable ease, a process that made Yun Feng take notice.

“…” Yun Feng pursed her lips.

……

Just as Yunfeng had given the Duke of Joelster a reason to be reckless and court death, his gaze turned to Windhelm. Unlike the situation in Stream City, Ymir had tried to dissuade Ismir from his recklessness, but the already impulsive Ismir ignored Ymir's advice and instead successfully brainwashed Ymir. In particular, when he asked Ymir why the Ringwraiths invaded their territory instead of attacking Stream City and Lulong Fortress, he told Ymir that it was because they were kind!
Because Ismir, the lord of Windhelm, is benevolent, everyone wants to bully them. This theory successfully fooled the already simple-minded half-giant race... and then Ymir was brainwashed by Ismir in reverse...

Ismir and Ymir are currently perched on a towering tree, using a magical telescope to observe their surroundings. This simple magical device, consisting of a crystal lens and a basic telescope spell, offers a clear view of distant places, making it a convenient gadget for travelers and caravans who lack dedicated early warning mages.

"Is there really a dragon's nest around here?" Ismir asked doubtfully as he ventured deeper into the Dark Forest under Ymir's guidance. He hadn't sensed the dragon's might of the earth dragon yet. After all, he was familiar with this kind of dragon might because he had an armored earth dragon at home. Although the earth dragon's blood was diluted, you couldn't deny that it was still a dragon! Creatures born with dragon might are never simple!

"It really is! And sir, please stop shaking it, or the trunk will break!" Ymir cautiously huddled near the base of the trunk on a branch, looking at the branch that was shaking wildly because of Ismir's jumping around with a hint of fear in his eyes. After all, he was a sturdy man and it was already quite an achievement that he had managed to climb up. Besides, although this ancient tree, which was hundreds of years old, was thick and strong, it couldn't withstand Ismir jumping around like that!

"How strange! We haven't seen a single dragon! Not even a dragon's might... Could it be that no earth dragons have been active here for a long time and their might has dissipated?" Ismir asked curiously.