Chapter 63: Taming the Magic Swift Eagles!

【Intelligence Report Six: The Viscount of Violet possesses a high-quality crystal mine, making the Violet family one of the few wealthy territories in the borderlands. However, just a few days ago, the current Viscount of Violet passed away from a recurrence of his old illness.

This made the nobles sigh that the Viscount of Violet lacked the fortune to enjoy his wealth. Moreover, the Viscount of Violet had only one daughter in his lifetime, so she would inherit the family title and property.

Yet the nobles say that a woman inheriting the title is the beginning symbol of a family's decline. Could this truly be an iron law? No one knows for now!】

【Ding! Intelligence update complete...】

"Is this the intelligence of stray dogs?" After hearing today's intelligence report from the system, Gervas's eyes flashed with coldness.

Just yesterday he was wondering when he could take revenge, and now, the system probably couldn't bear to watch anymore and gave him a chance to collect interest first.

Ding-ling-ling!

Under the service of Caroline the maid, Gervas dressed neatly.

Of course, today's routine maid punishment was also unavoidable.

Waves rolled, leaving a lingering fragrance.

Arriving at the dining hall again, after enjoying the delicacies cooked by Chef Rose, Gervas prepared to go busy with today's intelligence mission.

Just then, the little girl Shirley sneaked out from the kitchen and directly blocked Gervas.

"What's wrong, Shirley?" Seeing the girl hesitate to speak, Gervas squatted down and asked kindly.

The girl was so well-behaved it was heartbreaking. Although she had come to the castle, she didn't just focus on playing; instead, she often stayed in the kitchen to help wash vegetables and dishes.

It wasn't that Gervas abused her, but Shirley said her mother worked too hard and hoped her help could make her mother's life a bit easier.

Although such a small child might sometimes cause more trouble than help, this well-behaved nature won the approval of Old John and all the servants.

Facing Gervas's question, Shirley finally extended the pair of hands she had been hiding behind her back.

It was a bouquet of purple irises!

"My lord Gervas, this is for you!"

Shirley carefully handed the iris over.

Gervas was unexpectedly stunned for a moment, then joked, "Shirley, why are you giving me flowers? Are you confessing your love to me?"

Shirley's small face instantly turned red. Nervous and shy, she hurriedly explained: "My lord Gervas, I... I do like you very much, but these flowers are not a confession. I gave them to you because I was afraid you would be sad. I heard you were bullied by some scorpion guy yesterday. You must be very sad, right?"

Gervas's smile froze. He never expected the little girl to give him flowers for this reason.

Extending both hands to gently stroke Shirley's small head, Gervas smiled kindly: "Thank you for your concern, Shirley. I was indeed very sad just now, but now, my mood is much better!"

"Really?" Her round, big eyes suddenly lit up.

"That's right, my mood has improved because of Shirley!" Gervas nodded affirmatively.

"Oh yeah, that's great!" Shirley happily clenched her small fists, and only after a moment did she say: "My lord Gervas, then you go be busy first. Mom said you are very busy and told me not to cling to you!"

"Shirley, I am quite busy during the day, but at night, I still have some free time. Do you like listening to stories? I will tell you stories then!"

"Really? Thank you, my lord Gervas. Shirley wants to hear stories!" Shirley's eyes were full of hope.

"Of course it's true. I will have Old John come to notify you then!"

Just like that, the little girl Shirley returned to the kitchen in excitement, while Gervas carefully tucked the iris into his inner chest pocket.

"Greetings, master!"

In the castle's front courtyard, a group of slave archers, including Evelan, were gathered here.

"Everyone is here, then follow me!" Gervas didn't beat around the bush and directly led everyone to the place on the side of the castle where the Magic Swift Eagles were raised.

Seeing those majestic Magic Swift Eagles, the archers all showed expressions of awe and fear, and they did not realize the purpose for which their master had summoned them today.

"You have seen these Magic Swift Eagles. What are your thoughts?"

Hearing this, the slave archers looked at each other, daring not not to answer, so they hesitantly said: "Master, these Magic Swift Eagles are magical beasts, very powerful. Even if they stay still and let us attack, we might not be able to defeat them!"

"That's right, master. Your ability to capture them represents your bravery!"

"Master, you captured so many at once. Your bravery makes us, your humble servants, infinitely admire and respect you!"

After speaking, the group of slave archers all knelt on the ground, showing their utmost submission.

Good heavens! Gervas exclaimed "Good heavens!"

He indeed had intended to let them praise the strength of the Magic Swift Eagles, and then seamlessly say that he would entrust the Magic Swift Eagles to them for use.

Such a simple and necessary act of grace was completed.

The grace of their lord would thus be impossible for them to repay.

But these guys...

They actually learned the Church of Flattery?!

The wind direction is a bit off!

"Master, these Magic Swift Eagles can be tamed to become flying mounts that carry people. I heard that if archers ride them, they will form a very powerful sky combat team!"

At this moment, Evelan suddenly spoke up.

It must be said that Evelan, who came from the background of a gathering place leader, indeed had insight and immediately pointed out Gervas's purpose.

"That's right. The greatest feature of these Magic Swift Eagles is that they can be domesticated into flying magical beasts. And the reason I brought you here today is for this very purpose!"

"I want to entrust the Magic Swift Eagles to you to tame and use!"

"Tame and use them for us?!"

The group of slaves stood stunned in place.

Such tall and mighty magical beast mounts, and the lord was preparing to give them to them to use?

But they were just slaves!

"Master, this is too precious!" Evelan understood the value of the Magic Swift Eagles better than these slaves; one was worth fifty or sixty gold coins, enough to buy them, the slaves, several hundred times over.

"Don't you want to achieve merit sooner and then get rid of your slave status?" Gervas asked the group lightly.

The serfs' expressions towards Gervas instantly filled with excitement and disbelief, and light also flashed in Evelan's eyes.

"It seems you are willing! Then stop wasting words. I have given you the chance; whether you seize it depends on yourselves!"

"Remember, as long as you can establish great merit, even if you shed your slave status before next month, I will not mind. I only fear you will establish merit too slowly!"

"Thank you, Master! Your servant will certainly not fail the Master's grace!" Eveleane knelt first, her gaze upon Gervas utterly resolute!

"Thank you, Master! We servants will certainly not fail the Master's grace!" The other archers also reacted.

Next came the moment for the archers to tame the Demon Swift Eagles.

It was different from taming the warhorses on the ground.

Although the cloth strips over the Demon Swift Eagles' eyes were loosened during taming, one of their talons remained bound, restricting them to a flight height of only two or three meters.

This was for safety, and also to prevent the Demon Swift Eagles from escaping.

Of course, even so, there was still danger amidst the Demon Swift Eagles' violent resistance.

Fortunately, the intelligence system explicitly informed them that taming this group of Demon Swift Eagles, whose will to resist had been worn down, was easier than imagined.

In the middle, only two archers were thrown off once, but Gervas and Lei Meng caught them, avoiding injury from a fall to the ground.

And that Demon Swift Eagle leader was tamed by Eveleane.

Whether it was due to the Golden Bloodline or not, her taming was actually easier than the other archers'.

That Demon Swift Eagle leader resisted only for a moment before ceasing its struggle and becoming docile.