Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 153 Obey, Her Majesty

"Caledo's latest technology can stabilize the wind of magic with a special item, but it takes some time to take effect. Even if the portal to the Chaos Demon Realm is opened, it can be closed in a short time."

Everyone who heard this was very surprised. Aren’t you Caledon the most conservative and traditional? How come you have so many new technologies just a few years after you took over the throne, first it was battleships, and now it’s something that smooths the wind of magic .

But seeing that Imrik didn't explain at all, he could only hold back his curiosity. After all, he took out all his wealth and couldn't continue to ask.

Just as everyone continued to discuss, there was a knock on the door, followed by a familiar crisp and sweet voice, "I hope I didn't interrupt your train of thought."

The person who walked in was obviously Alarielle, and behind her was the chief maid, Lirazer, and several personal maids. Her appearance did not surprise everyone, and everyone got up and saluted, except of course Imrik.

After the queen asked them to get up, the atmosphere in the meeting room was also awkward. The person sitting on the main seat was Imrik, but the person with the highest status was Alarielle. If it was other princes, someone might have told him Give up a seat, but the main seat is not any other prince, but a group of dragon princes who really have dragon partners sitting next to him.

Fortunately, Alarielle was also very knowledgeable, found an empty chair and sat on it casually, not paying attention to the difference in status.

"Continuing the topic we just talked about, if the Witch King chooses to force people to charge, such as Marus Blackblade..."

This discussion lasted for a long time. Imrik had great confidence in Caledor's strength, but this war would determine the fate of the next two races.

If the Witch King can be killed, the Dreadlords of Naggaroth will fall into civil war for power, and it will be much easier to deal with Druzzi.

And if Asur fails in this war, then the elves will usher in a "real" Phoenix King, who will unreservedly release the hatred accumulated for thousands of years, with Ulthuan as the leader. The center began to spread fear around the world.

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At midnight, Imrik walked to the balcony alone in a simple nightgown, and looked up at the two moons. Manasrib's white figure was stronger than Moslib's evil green light. Much clearer, Xie Yue did not play a big role in this chaotic storm.

Picking up his wine glass and taking a sip, the Dragon Prince was thinking about the next thing. If he defeated Druzzi this time, he had three options. The first was to directly organize an expeditionary force to attack Naggaroth, and the second was to go to the Old World to support him. The third of the great holy war is to stabilize Ursuan and then go to Lustria to start the colonial movement.

If you want to get rid of thousands of years of hatred, then the first option is the most appropriate, but...

Squinting his eyes, he thought of Kazhuoyin's reply. After Kosier had sent someone to take the weapon blessed by Kane to the Platinum Flame Temple, it was delivered to him intact. There was no letter to explain it, but The meaning is obvious, the Platinum Flame Temple will not participate in this war.

"Asuryan, this cheating god is really troublesome."

Imrik sighed in his heart, if he forcibly withstood the loss, there is a high probability that the Witch King could save his life in the Fennuval Plain, but suppose Asuryan stepped in out of thin air and suddenly sent that guy to Entering the Chaos Demon Realm, or throwing it into the sacred fire, no matter what the situation is, I can't accept this reality.

"Try to kill him as much as possible. If Asuryan intervenes out of nowhere, then I will take Caledo to join Zhendan. At worst, I will be a door-to-door son-in-law. The old Dragon Emperor will probably not refuse."

Just when he was thinking about which dragon son that old Dragon Emperor would betroth to him, he suddenly heard footsteps, the footsteps were very light, a little sneaky.

But Imrik knew that the owner of the footsteps was not an assassin, so he said without turning his head, "Has our queen accepted all Asur's pilgrimage?"

The queen who walked up to the Dragon Prince didn't respond to his cynicism as usual, and said in a sad tone, "Imrik, what should I do?"

After hearing this, Imrik turned to look at her, and found that there was a little sadness in her eyes, "Too many Azul have lost family and friends in this war, and they are all looking forward to what I can give them. Comfort and peace, but I just can't do it."

"I saw the brilliance in the eyes of those who are sad, it is a kind of light after seeing hope, as if they grabbed the light when they were most helpless in the dark night, but they didn't know that this light was actually just an illusion .”

While speaking, the Queen was a little choked up. After the parliamentary session, she went to the gathering place around the Tower of Hessbah to condolences to the refugees, most of whom were Avalonians and those who came to the Tower of Hessbah from Val Finnu Asul, these people lost their homes, relatives and friends. Even if they saved their lives, they couldn't bear this kind of stimulation.

The hearts of elves are the most sensitive, and they can capture the thoughts they want to express from other people's gazes or subtle movements, which allows them to easily understand other people, but they are also easy to fall into other people's emotions. In the spiritual vortex.

Others may be heaven to some people when they are alive, but they become hell after they leave.

To be honest, Imrik is a little helpless about this kind of thing. How do I know how to comfort those refugees who have lost family and friends? According to Caledor's habit, it must be to gather troops to kill all the enemies, even if they don't want to live. That would also have to die on the battlefield. It is a coward to have the idea of ​​committing suicide while fleeing.

After thinking for a while, I felt helpless, and handed her the wine glass in my hand, "Since you don't know what to do, then don't do it, everyone has their own meaning in life, maybe the meaning of those people is to live in pain. "

After receiving the wine glass, Alariel did not dislike the glass used by the prince, and drank the contents of the glass in one gulp. Hearing Imrik's words, he immediately felt angry and funny.

"How could it be possible that the meaning of someone's life is to live in pain? This is simply nonsense."

"That's not necessarily the case. Tomorrow, you can just find someone in front of me, and I will tell him this theory, and I guarantee that he will agree."

The queen's mood eased a little after these words, "It must be because there are a few dragon princes standing behind you, how dare he say he disagrees?"

Just when Prince Long wanted to continue to quibble, he felt a familiar touch on his shoulder, "Don't talk, stay with me for a while."

Shaking his head helplessly, he took the empty cup and put it on the railing of the balcony, "I obey, Your Majesty the Queen."

　Ps: Sorry, the author has too many things to do in the past two days, and he stayed up all night to rush out the manuscript, so he didn't pay attention to the time when publishing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)