Fantasy Lord: I Have a Moving Castle-Chapter 80 - 33 Daily Life The Mighty Combat Power of

Chapter 80: Chapter 33: Daily Life, The Mighty Combat Power of Thunder Night Dragon

Chapter 80: Chapter 33: Daily Life, The Mighty Combat Power of Thunder Night Dragon

Char was wakened by the aroma of food.

At noon, when he woke up from the bed in his carriage’s bedroom, the spicy scent drifting through the door cracks made him feel for a moment as if he had returned to Earth.

He’d been working overtime all night and had come back for some sleep. Upon waking, the smells of various spices stimulated by hot oil came wafting from the kitchen, where his girlfriend was cooking, whetting his appetite tremendously.

‘That’s not right, how long has it been since I broke up, where would a girlfriend come from?’

His jumbled thoughts quickly arranged themselves, and Char regained his wits, finally realizing where he was.

‘But where is this spicy aroma coming from?’

With curiosity, Char opened the door to his room and entered the living room.

The living room was very different from before, filled with more furniture and decorations. Not just the living room, even his bedroom had many more items, and the same went for the kitchen and bathroom.

These items had all been moved from the cabin.

Over the past two days, apart from clearing out minor undead creatures, the most he had done was transfer items from the cabin to the carriage, bit by bit, like an ant moving house.

After all, compared to the cabin, the carriage was his real base, and if the undead crisis were to erupt prematurely, then he would have no choice but to abandon the Garden Secret Realm and flee in his carriage.

In such a situation, to minimize losses, it made sense to move useful things to the carriage beforehand, making it easier to evacuate at any moment.

Besides, wasn’t the first task of upgrading the castle to decorate the carriage and make it more like a home? He would naturally take what he could from the available items.

However, before he fell sound asleep, the arrangement of various pieces of furniture and decorations in the living room was not like it was now; it had completely changed.

If Char hadn’t been sure this was his living room, he might have thought he’d entered the wrong room.

He wasn’t an expert at tidying up, though he did have an eye for aesthetics, which he had applied to painting and gaming. When it came to home decor, it wasn’t that he entirely lacked taste; he was just too lazy to bother.

So, the living room before was disorderly and plain, nothing aesthetically notable.

But now, after moving a few items around, adjusting the positions of various animal specimens he’d displayed on the wall, and adding some green fabrics and rugs in certain places, along with a few bunches of fresh flowers in vases, the entire living room had been transformed.

It seemed like only minor adjustments, but all these small changes added together worked like a touch of alchemy, completely altering the appearance of the living room.

It not only became very clean and tidy, which made it quite comfortable to look at, but also exuded a fresh, natural, and refined grace that made one instinctively want to take deep breaths, lifting one’s spirits.

Freyja, who was still busy in the kitchen, heard the noise from outside and turned to see Char standing in the living room, surveying his surroundings, and suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

“I’m sorry, I saw it was a bit messy out here and couldn’t help cleaning it up, if you…”

Freyja said apologetically, with a hint of regret.

If it were under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t have been so presumptuous, but Char had saved her.

Freyja, who had never been the recipient of such a huge favor before, didn’t know how to repay him, so she was desperate to do something for Char.

“Thank you,” Char quickly interrupted her, “Thank you, Freyja.”

Then he spoke in a relaxed tone, “I was just wondering how to get it sorted.”

Freyja quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

“Lunch will be ready soon.”

Looking at Freyja’s busy figure, Char’s mood inexplicably improved.

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He wasn’t at all surprised to find Freyja in his carriage, for it was something he had agreed to.

Although they had only spent a brief time together, Char had already developed full trust in Freyja’s character.

Freyja was not only upright and kind but also had a strong sense of propriety.

During her earlier time alone in the Garden Secret Realm, except for wandering the garden and entering the kitchen, she did not step into any other room like the study, the laboratory, and the Mushroom House behind it without his permission.

Let alone the carriage.

With such character traits, what else was there to doubt or guard against?

Char was now very comfortable with Freyja, so earlier that day, he had taken her for a tour around the carriage.

Moreover, the Prayer House recognized its master.

He had tested it with Betty before; without him actively opening the door, Betty couldn’t get into the Prayer House at all—even if she did get inside with him, Betty couldn’t perform a Prayer.

The Praying Power recognized only Char.

Before long, Freyja brought up the remaining dishes.

Char had been curious, and now unable to wait, he sat down, picked up his knife and fork, and speared a piece of meat, bringing it to his mouth.

It did have a spicy taste!

Char was pleasantly surprised; he had always preferred strong flavors, but he had been unable to find any spices before, so all the food could only be boiled or roasted. Even with varying recipes, it was just passable.

As for having a hearty appetite, that was not the case, but now Freyja had actually added some spicy seasoning to the dishes. He had no idea where she had gotten them from.

Freyja had been closely watching Char’s expression and began to explain, “I noticed you ate little of the other dishes yesterday, and only the roasted fish with a bit of spicy seasoning you ate more of, so I added more spicy seasoning today.”

“All these spicy seasonings are picked from the garden. I’ve prepared and stored them in different jars.”

Careful! She was just so careful!

Considerate! She was just so considerate!

Honestly, before this, Char had never imagined that his first real companion from an otherworldly realm (excluding Betty and Auson) would be so attentive and understanding, making their cohabitation feel like a breath of fresh air.

Even at the moment he decided to save Freyja, he hadn’t expected this.

This was even better than his most ideal fantasy.

After lunch, Char insisted on washing the dishes with the Lotus Leaf Frog, and told Freyja that in the future when there is work to be done, she could call on the Magic Pets for help. Betty and Auson were not to be idle; everyone and every pet had to participate in labor.

After that, he called upon the Thunder Night Dragon, Clover Mantis, Lantern Firefly, Star Worm, and the Floral Blue Leopard and once again set out.

Considering that the Frost Crystal White Deer had always been very sensible and non-aggressive, he included it this time as well.

Although overwhelmed with too much astonishing information, after a brief moment of thought, Char quickly cleared his mind.

He was definitely not a match for the Undead Mage, who could single-handedly kill everyone on his side—including the Thunder Night Dragon, which wouldn’t stand a chance against the enemy, not to mention that the opponent could command so many undead.

If the Undead Mage had already awakened and broken the seal, Char would, of course, have fled as far as possible.

But now, hadn’t the Undead Mage not yet awakened nor broken the seal?

To him, the Land of Undead was a large monster instance—certainly still dangerous, but it was an excellent place to grind for monsters.

So, what he should be doing now was to continue luring and killing monsters, while accumulating Praying Power and weakening the enemy’s strength. Then, he would transport the fallen undead back for the Ghost Lamp Green Vine to extract the Power of Undead.

To overcome this crisis, the Ghost Lamp Green Vine was clearly the key item. If he could make the Ghost Lamp mature and bloom before the crisis broke out, their side would gain a powerful ally.

After that, it was time to upgrade the Castle and continue to recruit new pets. The more Magic Pets he had, the stronger his capability to withstand risks.

Leading a host of Magic Pets, Char began grinding monsters.

While he sent the Thunder Night Dragon alone into the Land of Undead to clear out monsters, he worked with the Clover Mantis, Floral Blue Leopard, Lantern Firefly, and Frost Crystal White Deer to transport the killed undead, again and again.

Not only the undead they killed just now, but also the undead they had slain two days earlier, were all transported back to the Garden Secret Realm.

Watching the Ghost Lamp Green Vine spread out like it came to life, covering the undead’s shattered bones and then quickly contracting back in with the multitude of bones, Char felt a sense of accomplishment akin to that of a proud farmer.

As if fertilizer had been applied and the crops began to sprout and grow prominently, the results were remarkable and swift.

During the process of clearing undead and transporting their remains, Char fully recognized the might of the Thunder Night Dragon.

Most of the time, it didn’t even need to use skills; its standard attacks were enough to instantly slay enemies. With a single claw strike, it could shatter or crush the undead’s skulls, and a fierce lash of its tail could send the undead flying, dispersing into a cloud of bone fragments before even hitting the ground.

If it utilized its skills, the results were even more fearsome; a single Thunder Light Grid and a swath of undead would be caught, followed by a crackling display of blue-purple lightning, leaving the undead heavily decimated.

That was just the level 3 “Thunder Light Grid”. If it unleashed the level 4 “Thunder Annihilation Cannon”, the effects were even more exaggerated.

With one shot, no matter the level of the undead or their numbers, they would be pierced in an instant, and no thick encirclement could withstand it.

Therefore, even though there were fewer forces deployed this time, the efficiency of clearing monsters was many times higher than the previous Clover Mantis and Floral Blue Leopard, so that Char didn’t need to stay nearby to overlook the fight.

The Clover Mantis and Floral Blue Leopard might get stuck in the Land of Undead, needing help from others, but there was no such possibility for the Thunder Night Dragon. Even if surrounded by too many undead at once, it could definitely break through and fight again when opportunity arose.

…

Char stood upon the blackened land tinged with death, gazing at the sparse woods, the withered yellow wild grass, and the decaying branches and leaves, feeling somewhat distressed.

The scent of death naturally repels living creatures, and since he bore the Natural Seal, as someone touched by nature’s mark, seeing such destruction and decay in the natural world, it would be strange not to feel upset.