Dear Broom Knight

Lowry sat on his broom, looking at his castle with a puzzled expression.

He had only been away for a day, so why did it feel so unfamiliar?

His castle was the blue and white Neuschwanstein Castle, right?

Lowry had combined many whimsical ideas from a certain copyright giant to build this castle that looked romantic at first glance.

However, his castle wasn't particularly grand in this world, only romantic and beautiful.

Not to mention the palaces of kings, even some grand dukes' castles were more magnificent than Lowry's... Unfortunately, the higher the status, the more ways they had to use the power of magic.

Whether it was spells or magical materials.

However, Lowry had no interest in such castles, even if he could actually build one.

Having lived in the imposing and majestic Montes Castle for so many years, he was already tired of it.

However, he had slightly modified this castle, turning all the round towers into slender high-rise buildings.

What Lowry was most satisfied with was the sky blue he had specially formulated, and the pure white that was like the purest snow.

When reflected in the deep crescent-shaped lake on the side of the castle, the castle in the lake also seemed like reality... It had the feel of a city in a mirror.

Moreover, Lowry had indeed tampered with the lake a little.

And this crystal house, even if someone sneaked into the lake, would never be discovered... unless they broke the magic circle connected to the castle.

But if that day really came, then the Gezal territory would inevitably be lost, and who would care about a crystal house!

Although Lowry's Crescent Lake would not freeze when winter came due to his methods, other places would inevitably be covered in white snow and ice.

And winter was the most beautiful time for his Gezal Castle.

The castle was surrounded by tall, evergreen trees, including the outer part of Crescent Lake.

And the castle was the only existence in this area that was unaffected by the goose feather-like snow.

Sitting at the highest point of the side building, watching the snow rustling on the trees near and far, and the winter-blooming flowering trees on the slightly distant hills, although gorgeous, would only faintly reveal a trace in the snow.

Within the castle walls, however, the various flowers in the garden broke free from the limitations of the seasons and bloomed wantonly.

Even outside the garden, the grass was still green, and clusters of small, white, slightly pink winter water chestnuts stretched their bodies on the grass.

Although this flower could not withstand extremely cold weather, it could bloom from winter to spring in the castle's zero-degree weather.

Until it was covered by the various wildflowers of spring, blending into the spring breeze and swaying together.

Lowry had actually prepared a lot of flowers that could bloom in winter, such as poinsettias and bird-of-paradise flowers, and even considered daffodils and kale... But after the first winter in the castle, only the winter water chestnuts remained.

Those flowers, whether gorgeous, delicate, or even pure white, were not unattractive, but they were not as suitable for the temperament of this castle as the winter water chestnuts.

Lowry therefore gave up the idea of planting flowering trees outside the castle's roads, leaving only two rows of large-leaved privets.

Sometimes, too full and too perfect is not a good thing.

His Gezal Castle no longer needed too many colors to complement it.

However, Lowry's carefully crafted blue and white castle suddenly became pink and tender at this moment.

Because the pink was too dazzling, Lowry almost flew past it.

Controlling the sensitivity to color in his heart, Lowry dared to carefully observe what terrifying event had happened to his castle.

Then he discovered that it was not that the castle had been changed color, but that the castle was covered with pink gauze.

And not just one or two layers.

Layers upon layers of light pink, peach pink, rose pink... and even pinkish-white, dyed Gezal Castle into a girl's dream.

Lowry was not surprised that his castle was full of pointing girls.

If someone in his original world dared to turn their home into a Barbie castle, they would definitely be surrounded by tourists holding mobile phones.

He took a deep breath and suddenly felt that he didn't necessarily have to acknowledge this friend, Ruthkania.

Moreover, Lowry glanced at the distance with a little confusion. Was Ruthkania really planning to prepare for pregnancy with Bolanios?

Then he immediately reminded himself: The aesthetics of male white dragons may be different from those of humans.

Besides, even among humans, aren't there many men who think Barbie pink is pretty?

He couldn't think that others were the same as him just because he was sensitive to color.

But no matter how much he persuaded himself, Lowry couldn't bring himself to land in the castle surrounded by pink gauze below.

He touched his broom and suddenly turned in a direction, heading straight for the hills behind the castle.

Although considering that Mrs. Yagris would not settle in Lowry's castle too early, the manor was only prepared as a prototype and had not yet been officially built.

Lowry felt that since it was a residence prepared for his mother, it must be approved by Mrs. Yagris and built according to her ideas.

He couldn't deny Mrs. Yagris's right to participate just because he felt that he had more knowledge in this area.

Even if his mother really built him a pink crystal house, so what?

Her liking it was the most important thing.

But Lowry also prepared some forest cabins for his occasional visiting mother.

These small houses of various shapes were naturally borrowed from a certain copyright giant, and they definitely conformed to the princess style and the queen style.

It wasn't that Lowry didn't have his own aesthetics, it's just that he, a homebody, loved either the country style or the cool and crazy style... In the eyes of those avant-garde artists, Lowry's love for Neuschwanstein Castle was really rustic.

However, even those mushroom houses and candy houses could soothe Lowry's heart more than the current castle.

Plunging into a fat mushroom house on the edge of the playground, letting the broom start to work hard to fulfill its duties, Lowry, who was lying on the hammock at the door, soon welcomed a visitor.

"Lowry~"

The huge white dragon lady landed on the lawn next to Lowry.

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She landed three meters away very skillfully, and then let the last bit of acceleration push her to Lowry's side.

Although she could go straight up and down, that required a little more concentration.

Unless she was in battle, Ruthkania generally wouldn't make things difficult for herself.

That's good enough~

"Lowry, why don't you go back to the castle?" The aggressive white dragon lady asked dissatisfiedly, "These are all my treasures, and I hung them up myself!"

"Because it's ugly, so it's ugly, and it's impossible to look at." Lowry raised himself up, glanced at his friend with one eye, and then lay back down to rest.

"Damn it! A man without aesthetics!" Ruthkania was unusually angry.

"It's okay as long as Bolanios likes it!" Lowry replied indifferently, "What does it matter if I like it."

"But that's your home, I'm just staying..." Ruthkania, who has always had a thick skin, rarely showed a hint of coyness.

"Don't... I said, Ruthkania, don't play this trick." Lowry quickly bounced up, "We've been friends for so many years, who doesn't know who!

What are you trying to do?

The chef in the castle will definitely not refuse to serve you!

What do you want to eat, just tell Cheska!"

It wasn't that Lowry didn't really know... His confrontation with the White Dragon King was only because he didn't understand what he was playing, not that he didn't even know who was coming to his house.

Cheska notified him with a feather as soon as Ruthkania arrived at Gezal Castle.

The White Dragon King was also very clear about Lowry's true intentions when he asked, so although he spoke very truthfully, some of it was meant to be understood if you understood, and to be ignored if you didn't.

It was all said for others to hear.

Although normally speaking, the isolation magic circle set up by Arsaran would not be so easily broken even by gods, however, who knew if there would be any accidents?

Therefore, basically anything not said in a proper secret house would become half-true, half-false, and half-foggy.

However, Lowry could understand seven or eight out of ten based on his understanding of the White Dragon King and his knowledge of history.

Ruthkania shook her head unhappily: "Where do you think your castle is suitable for me and Bolanios to live together?"

Lowry suddenly turned over and got up: "Don't... Are you two planning to use your true forms here all the time?"

"Of course!" Ruthkania stretched her neck and brought her big mouth close to Lowry, "You didn't think I was joking, did you?

I'm really ready to have children this time!

Lowry, if I delay another ten years, maybe the next opportunity will have to wait a hundred years, no, five hundred years."

Lowry quickly summarized Ruthkania's meaning in his heart: There will be signs after ten years, but the real changes will only come after a hundred years?

So, only the three major churches and the two evil churches that desperately need opportunities are intervening in the Icefield Kingdom, and other churches that are not strong enough will probably have to wait until a hundred years later to participate.

Then, there is the White Dragon King who will inevitably always exist.

Ruthkania is ready to fight non-stop after ten years!

Lowry couldn't help but worry: "Then your egg..."

If the White Dragon King and Ruthkania often leave the palace, it is actually not safe at all.

"Don't I have you and Bolanios!" Ruthkania replied very frankly.

Lowry was stunned for a while before asking: "Is Bolanios planning to build a nest here?"

"Anyway, it can't be in White Dragon Valley." Ruthkania replied calmly, "My father has a new love, and she is the jealous type, so there might be a little trouble."