Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 342 The So-Called Honor

In the courtyard of the Eternal Queen, Alarielle was listening to the courtiers explaining the situation of the participants from various countries with a serious face.

"Willie Nigel of Alion, Aldington Demps..."

"Itaine..."

"Iris..."

After explaining the applicants, the courtier thought about it for a while and continued,
"Caledo hasn't reported his personnel yet. According to the situation of previous championship warrior games, maybe only a few young people have been sent to Avalon..."

"I see." Alarielle nodded to express her understanding, and then signaled to the courtiers to step down.

Then, in the empty courtyard, the queen cursed secretly in her heart through gritted teeth.

this log!The competition is only two days away. You are not in a hurry. You just send a few people to take a look. It would be better if you won the title of champion warrior. Why is there still no news yet?

The queen was sitting on the rattan chair, sullen all by herself. Could it be that the tone of my letter was too indifferent, which made him unhappy, so I didn't even reply to any news for so long, or maybe it was because I felt that the title of champion warrior was completely Not worthy of the status of a dragon lord.

After all, Imrik's champion warrior, Masno, can eliminate all the contestants, and the Eternal Queen's champion warrior has a gold content.

Alarielle thought of the previous champion warrior from Itain, the exaggerated armor embossed with hundreds of roses, and the experience of not being on the battlefield a few times, so she thought it was better to forget it.

Just as she was thinking wildly, Lilaze had already arrived in the courtyard.

The maid squinted her eyes, intending to deliberately tease the worried queen,

"There is news from Caledo, but unfortunately, it may be difficult for this game to continue as you think..."

The maid's tone was full of pity, and she couldn't help sighing, and this made the queen feel tense for a moment, it would not be as expected, Imrik didn't like this title, so he sent a few people to deal with it .

Alarielle took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and after taking on the appearance of a queen, she spoke calmly,
"Tell me what's going on."

Liraze took out the letter, cleared her throat, and read Imrik's reply.

To Honorable Eternal Queen Alarielle:

I am very glad to hear that you are going to hold the Championship Warriors Competition. As a member who is concerned about Ulthuan's affairs, I deeply feel that your life safety is the most important thing for the Azul family.

As a member of Ulthuan, Caledon has a glorious tradition of martial arts and an indomitable will of a warrior... ([-] words of self-bragging)
As Caledor is a kingdom that is crucial to Ulthuan, it is natural to send the most valiant, honorable and noble fighters in the country to participate in your champion warrior selection competition.

But there are too many people who meet the requirements, and the dragon princes desire for honor, so I will lead the Dragon Prince Caledor to participate in the Eternal Queen Champion Warrior Competition.

Imrik, Prince of Caledor

After the maid finished reading, she finally couldn't help laughing when she saw the queen's pretty face that seemed a bit unbelievable.

And Alarielle didn't have time to pay attention to whether Lilaze's behavior was in line with etiquette, so she quickly got up and walked to the front and said,

"He really said that, bringing the Dragon Prince to Avalon to participate in the competition?"

"Of course, this is the list of personnel." Lilaze took out a long list, roughly looking at at least 500 people, she never thought that Imrik would make such a move.

Originally, the best expected plan was for Imrik to participate alone. Unexpectedly, the Dragon Prince would always play cards out of routine, and it was the same this time. The total number of applicants from other kingdoms was only in the early 150s. The Warriors game has become an internal game for Prince Caledoron.

Alarielle snatched the personnel list, which contained various information of the contestants.

The most eye-catching one, and the one that caught her attention the most, is undoubtedly the first item, Imrik, and the faint sulfur smell on it, as well as the fire dragon seal in the lower right corner, show that this is no joke.

The queen started to giggle, and then snatched the letter from Lilaze's hand. It seemed that she did not intend to store these two items in the palace archives, but as a private collection.

Regarding this, the maid could only sigh helplessly. When she first learned that Imrik was going to get married, the queen was sullen all by herself, but in a blink of an eye she became like this. Perhaps this is a woman.

No, it seems that I am also a woman...

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In the dragon court, Imrik is worrying about one thing. He will take a boat to Avalon this afternoon, but it always feels a little strange, especially the repaired Caledor armor on his body.

After the re-creation by the high priest of Vaal at all costs, and the breakthrough in the rune language system, the Caledor armor is still the same as before except for the appearance. It has changed its appearance, and there is no Enarion dragon armor cursed by Kane. , may be able to describe the current state.

But this thing is one of the symbols of the prince's status, including the dragon fire sword and the star lance. Imrik immediately understood why he felt strange.

Although it didn't say that the prince can't participate in the competition, it seems a little strange. On the battle field, there is a young boy on the opposite side. As his opponent, it is an enemy who can't break the defense even if he stands still. Wude.

After pondering for a while, Imrik chose to run into the treasure house in the basement and took out the fiery red Conqueror armor, but what about the weapon, the Darkmoon Greatsword?It's a little inappropriate, after all, this is a token of love with Lani, or the Broken Star Sword?
Thinking of cutting the enemy into several sections with one slash, Imrik thought it was better to deal with it casually, maybe Avalon would provide the weapon, so he found a star-iron long sword belt of the elite level superior.

After feeling about the same, he left the basement treasury, looked at his handsome image in the mirror and couldn't help but nod. This is a bit like a dragon prince, with dragon armor and a dragon helmet, instead of walking around wearing a prince's crown.

"Prince, the personnel are ready, do you want to start now?" Elvis entered the palace, seeing the prince changing all the equipment, he knew that the sense of honor must be at work again.

Regarding this matter, the herald, who was only in his early 120s, couldn't help but think about it.

Five hundred dragon princes have run with you. Is it necessary to change your armor? Even if you go into battle wearing a robe and wooden sword, you can win the title of champion warrior.

But Elvis still held back, after all, this was the most respected prince, not his two wives-strict uncles.

"Come on, we have to let others know that as long as Caledo participates in the competition, the championship must belong to us!"

Imrik's voice was extraordinarily sonorous and powerful. There is no such thing as a counterfeit match. You have to fight hard for me, otherwise the signal will be cut off, and you can't use Longlei.

(End of this chapter)