Chapter 37: The Lord Has Flown to the Heavens!

Roar!

Seeing Gervas’s arrival, Zhuoyue let out a startled neigh and swiftly flew toward him.

Then it nuzzled its head affectionately against Gervas’s cheek.

“Hah! Zhuoyue, has your transformation succeeded?”

Roar!

Zhuoyue let out another long neigh, affirming it.

“Besides growing taller and larger, have you changed in any other way?”

Roar!

“Come up and try!”

Zhuoyue neighed again, repeatedly nudging its own saddle, eager and impatient.

Gervas sensed its intent through his thoughts.

“Could it be that grown Zhuoyue now has enough strength to carry me through the air?”

Gervas wasted no time—he leapt and mounted the horse.

Roar!

“Ready, Master!”

Before Gervas could react further, Zhuoyue surged violently into the sky.

Instantly, its massive white wings unfurled, and Gervas felt himself lift off—the ground below shrank rapidly.

“Hah! It really can fly! Finally, I’m flying!”

Watching the castle shrink below and the servants below become like ants, Gervas burst into laughter.

Though he had flown in airplanes in his past life, flying inside a cabin was worlds apart from soaring openly through the air.

And with the narrow saddle, for someone timid, it was no different than standing on the edge of a hundred-zhang cliff and looking down.

This feeling? Totally thrilling!

“Master, am I awesome?”

Zhuoyue’s neigh came again.

“Awesome, Zhuoyue! You’re the most incredible flying beast I’ve ever seen—no exceptions!” Gervas became a master of praise.

Zhuoyue had never experienced 21st-century PUA tactics—it immediately perked up like it’d been injected with adrenaline, twisting and diving through the air.

Soon, they circled above the soldiers’ training ground.

Captain Lei Meng was the first to sense something odd—he looked up in confusion.

At first glance, he paid it no mind; Zhuoyue often flew in the sky.

But on a second, closer look, “Is that Master Gervas?! Master Gervas is flying in the sky!”

“What? Master Gervas is flying in the sky?” Hearing this, Mi Gen and the others turned their eyes upward.

They then saw their lord waving at them from midair.

“It really is Master Gervas flying!”

“Master Gervas has flown to the heavens! Master Gervas is mighty!”

“Master Gervas has flown to the heavens...”

Damn! Gervas silently exclaimed.

Why did those cheers sound so weird?!

“Master!”

“Master!”

After circling in the air for over ten minutes, Gervas finally landed.

His subordinates immediately gathered around him.

At that moment, Lei Meng suddenly noticed something odd: “This... Master, Zhuoyue’s horn...”

Lei Meng’s shocked, wide-eyed expression puzzled Mi Gen.

“Captain Lei Meng, it’s just one extra horn—why are you so startled? That horn doesn’t seem to add much combat power!”

Lei Meng rolled his eyes. “Mi Gen, do you know what a unicorn is?”

“A unicorn?”

“Exactly—a flying horse with a horn is no longer just a flying horse, but a unicorn. In the entire kingdom, only His Majesty the King owned one. Now, if Zhuoyue is one too...”

Mi Gen was stunned. “A flying horse with a horn is a unicorn—the King alone had one in the whole kingdom, and now our Master has one too? That means he’s on par with the King...”

“Enough, don’t be so astonished. I obtained Zhuoyue because you all contributed!” Gervas immediately soothed them.

“Master, congratulations on acquiring a unicorn!” Mi Gen and the others quickly offered their congratulations.

After a few more compliments, Gervas turned to serious matters.

He ordered them to train until noon, then rest and prepare for his upcoming assignment.

Though they didn’t know what the task was, seeing Gervas’s solemn tone, his subordinates dared not slack off.

After giving instructions to Lei Meng and the others, Gervas swiftly summoned Thomas and John.

“Thomas, immediately organize people to gather ropes and weave large nets!”

“Large nets? Master, what size should each be, and how many do you need?” Thomas asked.

“Each net should be about twenty square meters, and the gaps only need to be wide enough to cover a horse!”

“As for quantity, the more the better—no fewer than twenty nets. I need them all ready by noon! Thomas, can you arrange this?”

Thomas immediately puffed out his chest. “Master, I will complete this task before noon! In the past, many people in the village fished on the Duonao River—they definitely know how to weave fishing nets!”

“Good. This task is yours,” Gervas nodded, then turned to Old John. “John, accompany Thomas to the village and select twenty people who can swim and dive. We’re going to Tianehu.”

“Yes, Master!”

Soon, twenty people who could swim and dive were brought forward.

Gervas wasted no time—he immediately led them to Tianehu.

They arrived directly at the area where he’d previously collected the Caiyitiane eggs—the small spring, barely ten centimeters from the shore, still flowed.

“Did you see that spring? Send a few people over to check its size and water depth.”

“Yes, Master!”

Soon, three of the most skilled swimmers and divers jumped into the lake.

Moments later, they surfaced again. “Master, the water there is about two men deep. Beneath the surface, after clearing away ten-centimeter-thick silt, there’s a crack about the length of a palm—the spring water flows from that crack!”

“If I ask you to expand that crack five times its size, how long will it take?”

The three exchanged glances. “Master, if twenty people take turns diving, we can finish before nightfall!”

“Are you certain?”

“Master, I would never dare deceive you!” The slave’s face paled—he immediately knelt and swore.

“Good. Then, you twenty will take turns digging and expanding the spring. Remember: by nightfall, it must be at least five palm-widths wide!”

“If you complete it, each of you will receive one jin of smoked meat and a loaf of black bread. Understood?”

“Thank you, Master’s grace! We will surely fulfill your command!” The slaves erupted in excitement—three jin of smoked meat was a heavenly gift for slaves who rarely tasted meat all year.

Gervas then left immediately, leaving the site to Old John, who would supervise the slaves and arrange their lunch and logistics.

Not long after Gervas returned to the castle, Thomas found him, saying a man claiming to be from the Tulip Caravan had arrived in the village.

He was publicly buying large quantities of animal pelts—from common rabbit hides to rare brown bear or tiger and leopard pelts.

“Master, the caravan man said that normally rabbit pelts sell for ten copper coins each, but they’re offering eleven. Tiger pelts, usually thirty silver coins, they’re offering thirty-three.”

“Besides that, they’ve brought a large stock of medicines, herbs, iron, and grain—all available for direct barter!”

Gervas realized this matched one of the system’s intelligence reports.

“Thomas, I understand about the pelts. Tell the caravan man that our Stormhold will deliver a large batch tomorrow—make sure they wait for us!”

“Huh? Master, do we have that many pelts?” Thomas froze.

“We will tomorrow. Thomas, just repeat my exact words to them.”

“Yes, Master!” Thomas didn’t hesitate—he hurried out of the castle.