For the next few days, Tom practiced the new technique he just got from Duke Hushum. Like the Duke said, it was a very effective close-range battle technique that could take down someone in a single strike if Tom did it properly.
A warrior could take a few hits from hit, but after that, they had to recover their injuries, or face death. Magicians would definitely be crippled if they do nothing after a single attack of this.
A maid came over with a tray of valuable potions. Tom downed them all, some of them gave him experience points, some increased his attributes, and some increased his mana quality.
Their main benefit was supposedly to increase a magician's potential, but Tom was Aldred's clones, so basically he had unlimited potential.
And whatever Tom drank, Aldred's original body would also receive the benefit. In simple terms, if Tom feel full because of eating something, Aldred would also feel full.
Aldred did not know how that worked, but everything could be explained with one word—Magic.
"Master, lunch is ready."
Tom walked to the table, and a maid brought a chair behind him before he sat down. The table was of the highest quality soft wood round table, imported from the most eastern part of the kingdom. Aldred's territory was in the west, so the table had gone from one end of the kingdom to another end. The cost was fantastic, and only a noble as wealthy as Aldred would bought something like this.
It was too bad that he could not show it off to others. He only brought the maids.
Atop the tables, all kinds of foods were prepared meticulously. Spicy and sweet oysters, black pepper giant salmon, wildeebeast tongue, dragon tail soup, baked naga with cheese, and other lavish cuisine. Each of these food had a faint glow in them as if they were containing some sort of power. Their fragrance got sucked deep in Tom's nose which increased his appetite.
His senses were tingling just by looking at the food.
Tom looked around at the maids who were standing around him, readily waiting for his next order.
"What are you guys standing for? Grab yourself a chair and eat with me."
"Ehhh…."
Everyone was shocked after Tom said that. A servant eating together in the same table with their master was simply unheard of. No, it was impossible, and anyone would think if a servant dared to do that, then they would deserve death ten thousand times.
The maids were scared. They thought Aldred was unsatisfied with their services and wanted to get rid of them.
"It's lonely to eat alone, come on. Eat with me."
The maids trembled. No one dared to make a move."
The maids were scared but they sat down nervously.
"Now, eat."
Tom began snapping his fingers, the plate floated and landed right in front of each maid.
"Help yourself," Tom said.
The maids looked at each other. They were deeply terrified, but they began to eat, because Tom had told them more than twice already.
As they began eating, Tom smiled and asked each of them how their days went. He even asked about their family, financial troubles, and other mundane stuff.
That was when the maids began to realize that Tom was a completely unique noble. The maids began to become comfortable with him, but they stayed polite and respectful, afraid of passing his boundary. After all, he was still the son of a powerful noble.
With Aldred's current forces under his command and territory, he could establish a small principality on his own, but that would not be very beneficial, because he had no Adamantite Rank protecting his territory.
For now, it was better for him to stay under the Withokere Kingdom's rule. Even though he had to pay a lot of taxes, at least he would not be destroyed completely.
The majority of his forces consisted of robots and golems. Aldred had never stopped their production and their numbers increased every single day. This was all possible because his army did not lack energy at all. Unlike Earth's civilization who deeply relied on gas and oil which was a limited resources and needed to be mined, The Mechanicum had a highly-advanced technology of obtaining solar energy.
Not to mention with Aldred's unlimited mana, which made the golem had unlimited energy to use, the golems could be used to move a propeller that would in turn create energy for the Mechanicum.
Aldred had proposed this idea before, but apparently, it was already implemented after Corduul and Tarrar discussed it.
That was the benefit of having highly motivated and competent employee.
After finishing lunch, a piece of information was transmitted into his head. "Hmmm, a warrior is fighting against a magical dragon?"
A magical dragon was different than a normal dragons who had powerful fire breath and physical prowess. Magical dragons could literally create their own spells, and even learn or steal the spells of other magicians.
They were one of the most dangerous creatures of this continent, and even got into the list of creature titled as Magician Killer.
A drone appeared and projected a screen, revealing the scene of a warrior, wielding a great sword and staring at a large dragon.
"Low Diamond Rank warrior…"
Diamond Rank warrior was a rarity. It was hard for warriors to break through the Platinum Rank, and a lot of them were hunted down by a large group of magicians because they were afraid of them.
But from what Corduul had gathered, a Diamond Rank warrior could be accepted by the elite society if they manage to bring the head of a magical dragon.
A magical dragon was far more dangerous for magicians than a Diamond Rank warrior. Their ability to steal spells were simply a terrifying possibility.
Suddenly, the dragon roared in the sky. A large, white, bright, magic circle appeared behind his head, and a large, wide, powerful beam struck the warrior and drilled him deep into the ground, creating a massive crater that went more than 30 KM deep.
"What a fantastic power. It was a wonder the warrior could even survive the attack."
The maids looked at the screen in fear. They had never seen a magical dragon before.
The warrior jumped out of the crater and stared at the dragon. He raised his blade, and suddenly ran away.
"Fuck! I cannot beat this thing. It's too strong!"
"Ehh…" Tom was dumbfounded by the warrior's reaction.
But there was another problem. The warrior just happen to be running to his direction, and the magical dragon was currently following him from the sky.
"Since when did I have such a bad luck," Tom said.
The maids looked at him, wondering if they could run away from the dragon.
"The dragon is a low Diamond Rank as well, maybe I can capture it."
Tom looked at the screen again. "Hmmm, it will be hard, but should be manageable."
Waving his hand, Tom ordered: "Battle formation!"
The trucks summoned all of their arsenals at once, and aimed at a certain directions. The shells, rockets, and everything else were already loaded before they even set off for this journey.
Tom smiled. "Let's catch a magical dragon."
