Standing atop the Warm Enclave, Russell, a Flying Dragon Knight, felt his strength reach an optimal state.
It could be said that,
this Warm Enclave was the root of Russell.
"Sir, what should we call our new territory?" Katie suddenly asked a question. Every Warm Enclave had a name.
Tributary River Mouth, Gravel Domain, Fire Ant Swamp, Golden Prairie, Glowing Valley, Populus Gobi, Blackgarden Mountain, and so on.
The Warm Enclave newly formed by Black Oil Dragon Ross was now the eighth independent Warm Enclave of the Shadowflame Duchy.
"A name?" Russell looked around, touched by the warm and stable feeling emanating from the territory. He smiled faintly and said, "This land will produce black oil in the future, and it's a vast plain. Let's call it Blackflame Plains."
Blackflame represented the fire produced by burning black oil.
Russell didn't know whether he could pioneer an industrial age of another world with the burning of black oil on his territory.