Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 333 The Thoughts of the Legendary Lord

After the Dragon Prince announced that he was going to marry Princess Tyranok, and he himself went to Tar Anlok, Ulthuan was once again in a state of affairs. A major loss that has never been seen in a year-the Battle of the Fennoire Plain is only a year away, and people need a news to boost their confidence.

And the combination of two war heroes who gained fame in the Battle of the Plains is undoubtedly a suitable thing.

This may be the case in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of stakeholders, this may not be a purely good thing.

In the middle of the night, in Lothern's noble manor, Tyrion, who was leaning on the bed, picked up the letter and couldn't help but stare at it for a moment.

Celer, who was leaning against him, couldn't help being a little curious. After all, it was rare for a cousin to look like this. She had never seen Tyrion in such a thoughtful manner, but Teclis often did so, so she couldn't help being curious. ask,

"What's the matter, could it be that the Phoenix King wants you to deal with something."

Tyrion, who is deeply trusted by Finnubar, has obtained the military power of the Phoenix Royal Court, and in this year, he has lived up to this trust.

He paid off many remnants of Druzzi who were still wandering around in Ulthuan, and together with Aislin defeated a vampire coastal plundering fleet. In addition, he defeated Druzzi's right wing alone in the Battle of Fennoire Plain. And Prince Long has no idea of ​​running for war lord, and many people think he is the right candidate.

Tyrion shook his head slowly, indicating that it was not Finubar's order, and then thought about it.

The marriage of Imrik and Etila will have a great impact, even a political idiot can see it, Caledor, Tyren Locke, two outer ring kingdoms bordering on the west of Ulthuan However, once the two princely families form a marriage relationship, the west will become a monolith, and the Phoenix Royal Court will completely lose its influence on the west, although it had little influence in the first place.

However, Tyrion is still optimistic about this matter. Imric has no idea about the position of the Phoenix King. He just wants to develop Caledor's national power and choose to go to the new world for some purposes. For Osu For An, this is actually a good thing. A kingdom with the strongest military strength chooses to focus on other races instead of fighting in the nest according to the tradition of elves.

He thought about what gifts he should give to express his sincerity, and then he remembered a treasure that was stolen from Caledor by the rebellious Vaal priest during the Great Separation of the Elves when he captured Druzzi's army last time, so he sideways To the hairless Celer,

"The sword from last time is still in the treasure chest. I think it will be a good gift to prove my friendship with Imrik."

Anlaier nodded, then took down the letter, and pulled his handsome cousin into his arms. It's been a long time since I saw him, but he is still as charming as ever.

Eltharion, who was interrogating Druzzi in the dungeon of Ethorta Mahal in Tar Yris, a little farther away from Lothern, also learned the news.

He put down the "whip" used for interrogation, kicked the Slaanesh member who became more and more excited as he tortured, took the deputy's letter, opened it and looked it up, and couldn't help but say,

"It's something to be happy about. Ulthuan needs a feast to inspire people."

The prison boss walked out of the gloomy dungeon. Even for a race like Azul who pursues magnificence and exaggeration, the dungeon is no different from other races. The oppressive atmosphere, the hallway shrouded in fog, and the wooden frame full of torture instruments, but all of these It was to protect Ulthuan.

Eltharion, who walked out of the dungeon, came to the tower. The night did not hide the prosperity of the city. The streets below were full of brightly lit streets and bustling crowds. Get together once, drink some good wine and talk about what you have seen and heard during this time.

A team of four Tal Gavor knights hovered over Tal Yris all day long, guarding against demons and monsters that might invade their homes. In the past, there were only three teams of Tal Gavor knights. With the help of Caledor Next, wait for the Griffin to become an adult to have about five teams.

Whether it is the prosperous city under the tower or the growth of military power, Prince Iris is happy, and there is a rare smile on his serious face. Everything is developing in a good direction. The Battle of Vaal Plain was severely damaged, the Witch King did not know whether he was alive or dead, the old world was called a great holy war by humans, and the action against the invasion of Chaos was also a great success. The new generation is also gradually growing up, gradually able to lead the race to better direction.

During these 100 years, Azul may not have to consider safety issues.

But Eltharion still remembered Imrik's previous promise—the expedition to Naggaroth, and for a passionate young man, this was undoubtedly the way to gain the greatest glory.

The trained Stormwing flew down from the sky and arrived behind Eltharion, his eyes as sharp as his claws, and the two were ready to bring disaster to Drucci.

Eltharion rode on the wings of the storm and flew into the sky. The sound was accompanied by the wind and entered the ears of the deputy.

"I will personally attend this wedding and send Iris' blessing."

In Avalon, however, the atmosphere was particularly dignified. In the renovated Eternal Queen's Courtyard, the chief maid handed the letter to the Eternal Queen, and said hesitantly,
"Your Majesty, the Dragon Prince and Princess Etila..."

The maid understood the Queen's feelings for that steel head. After all, when the letter was delivered last time, there was a person in the courtyard who wept silently all night.

"I know, the two of them are getting married, aren't they?"

Alarielle's tone was calm, but if you listen carefully, you will find that there is a slight tremor, which was expected long ago.

Even if Imrik has no relationship with Etila, it is impossible to maintain a relationship with him. Everyone knows it, but it is not the situation of husband and wife relationship on the surface. The burden of the kingdom and family is on him. Marriage is an inevitable thing, and the Caledonians, who value tradition and honor, will never admit that the future heir to the kingdom is an illegitimate child, even if it is the heir of himself and the Dragon Prince.

"Yes, according to the tradition, the wedding date should be set within three months at the earliest."

The chief maid told her deduction to the queen. This is really not a good solution. After all, Alarielle’s nominal husband is Finnubar. Even Caledon has to respect this tradition, although the eyes of those dragon princes before Something was wrong, as if he wanted to snatch the queen away, but Imrik would definitely not do such a thing, and it would be difficult to deal with the impact too much.

"Go and send me your blessings. I want to be alone during this time."

Alarielle sighed, and issued an order to evict her childhood playmates. Weddings, this is really ironic. As the most prestigious eternal queen of Azul, she can't even get the wedding she wants, and there are only a few eternal ones. The queen and the Phoenix King treat each other sincerely, but the complicated relationship between himself and Finnuba is obviously impossible to fulfill his wish.

Unless, Imrik becomes the Phoenix King, but this idea is fleeting, because there are only dead Phoenix Kings, and there is no Phoenix King who will succeed when he is alive, one is his father, the other is his lover, Alarielle I don't want to choose one of them to measure the importance.

In the end, Nagareth, known as the wasteland in Ulthuan, handed the letter from the shadows to the shadow king sitting on the rock, holding the head of Drucci, not caring about the chaotic massacre Whether the environment is suitable to receive this kind of happy information.

The Shadow King opened the letter with one hand, and after reading it, he opened his mouth to the head of Du Luqi on his left hand with great interest, as if the eyes had lost their light, and the person full of fear was still alive.

"It's funny, it reminds me of Aenarion, who was also loved by an Eternal Queen, who saved her from danger, and then pulled out the sword of Cain out of anger, and then accompanied his , but Moras."

As he spoke, he pinched the ponytail of his head with his hand a little harder. In his calm tone, there was only the hatred that penetrated into the bone marrow,
"Then, there is a traitor. Then, you traitors. And then, the damned Druzzi."

Aris Anar put his head back on the stake, turned and entered the shadows.

There are no living creatures on this battlefield on the deserted island, only a large number of wooden stakes standing here. The terrified eyes, and the crows pecking at the eyeballs on the heads of layers, all prove that there has been a massacre in this place.

(End of this chapter)