Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 346

The training ground in the south of Eden Valley began to become smoky under the fierce battle of the Dragon Prince.

The non-krypton gold faction headed by Agsel and Davian started a fierce confrontation with the krypton gold faction headed by Ed Teris and Asanil.

The former accused the other party of not adhering to the tradition of the Dragon Prince's unity, but secretly bribed Lao Mi to learn some flashy abilities.

The latter is accusing the other party of not knowing how to take care of His Royal Highness Minasnil, who symbolizes the father of the dragon. He has been raised thin by the prince. As a dragon prince, he naturally cannot tolerate this kind of thing happening. These abilities are only a little bit of Minasnil. A small gift, a gift to the faithful followers of the Dragon Father.

The two sides launched a fierce verbal confrontation at the beginning, but with Davian, who is not too serious to watch the excitement, things began to develop in an unpredictable direction...

After all, the Dragon Prince is still more accustomed to using a spear to solve problems than gaining some advantages verbally.

In the hidden corner of the Avalon court, Alarielle was watching Imrik's match with a magic mirror, and couldn't help but sigh, this is indeed a meaningless match, no one can survive three moves.

And those who lost didn't feel ashamed. Instead, they had the cheek to let Imrik leave a mark on his armor with his sword, indicating that he lost to the dragon lord, which sounds much better.

For these people's methods, the queen agreed and felt that they had done the right thing.

Just as I was stretching and wanted to rest for a while because of the exhaustion of last night, a hurried voice came along with the footsteps,

"Your Majesty, something is wrong, the Dragon Prince is fighting!"

"Isn't this normal? The competition will definitely start, otherwise it will be a refusal." Alara was puzzled for a moment. She returned to the palace immediately after the opening ceremony. Processed, had no idea what was going on.

The maid rushed in front of the queen, and it was too late to salute, and she immediately said, "A group of people led by Agsel fought with a group of people led by Edteris. It is really a fight, not a competition."

These words made Alariel feel even more strange. She is very familiar with Agthel. After all, she is a former dragon general and has been in contact with him many times. With her calm personality, she should not do such a thing. And it seemed a little strange to fight with his cousin Ed Terris.

"What happened, someone will provoke the relationship between the two of them, right?"

The queen thought of a possibility. After all, these dragon princes knew that they were here to run with Imrik. Even if they lost, such conflicts would not be possible, let alone an internal competition. worthless honor.

The maid thought for a moment, then said the words of the two high-ranking dragon princes,

"Agersel seems to say, what did you traitors do behind our backs? Could it be that thousands of years of tradition have been destroyed like this?"

"As for Ed Terris... I feel that he is implicitly expressing that the people of Agthel are poor ghosts and have no money to make offerings to Minasnier."

The queen laughed, maybe they should be called poor princes, but I didn't expect these Caledonians to be so interesting. From this point of view, it should be their internal affairs.

But after a while, he stopped laughing and asked the maid,

"There were no casualties, were there?"

"No, although the battle site has been turned into ruins, the Dragon Princes are still relatively restrained, the civilians have also been evacuated, and there are no wounded yet."

"Let's leave it to them, as long as the people who have qualified for the group stage are reported tomorrow afternoon."

Alarielle gave her last advice. It could be seen that the dragon princes were not very concerned about this game, otherwise, based on their usual strict rules of conduct, such a thing would not have happened.

In addition, Imrik will definitely not pay attention to them these days. It may be that the psychological pressure caused by this period of time needs to be released.

Do you need to organize a friendship between the maid and the Dragon Prince? Although most of the Dragon Princes are married, it seems that the one named Davian has not yet.

Regarding this idea, the Queen secretly nodded in approval.

At dusk, at the training ground north of Eden Valley, Imrik pulled out his long sword helplessly, and lightly drew a trace on the armor of the Tyrannok nobleman in front of him.

"I said, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed when you go back? You admit defeat before you make a move."

The nobleman laughed for a moment, the joy on that handsome face could not be concealed,

"How could it be? Being able to pull out the long sword in front of you has already proved my courage."

After Imrik put the sword back into the sheath, the nobleman carefully wiped it with the cloak for a while to ensure that the scar would not affect the protective power of the armor while being clearly visible.

When he had what he wanted, he first bowed slightly to Imrik, and said,

"I wish you and Her Majesty the best of luck, but please don't forget Princess Attila, I won't bother you."

After speaking, he hurriedly exited the stage as if fleeing for his life. It could be seen that he also knew that he was dancing on the tip of a knife.

For this brat, Imrik kicked him falsely, and looked at the back of the hurriedly fleeing angrily. If he used his previous temper, he would have to hang up and beat him for a few days before letting him go.

But the recent luck is not bad, let him go for the time being.

Looking at the sky that was approaching dusk, I asked the referee maid if there was still a game. After a day of fighting, I was just a group of dogs. I came up to brag about my honor in the battle of the Fennoire Plain, and then I gave up. , did not meet an opponent who did not bully the young and poor.

In this regard, Prince Long can only express regret, who knows the loneliness of a master.

The maid looked at the form and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed. The Dragon Prince stood on the ring and played fifty games in a row. It should not have been arranged in such a competition system, but I didn't expect those contestants to sign up enthusiastically, and they performed extremely fiercely in the audience, saying To challenge the dragon lord.

The referee team also made an exception and let them go up one by one, and then they became a group of licking dogs. Few of them played seriously, and they only wanted to get——I lost to the Dragon Prince in the game, which is a rather honorable end.

"There is no competition now. Your points are enough to enter the knockout round. Please participate on time the day after tomorrow." The maid handed Imrik a qualification form that had been prepared a long time ago. If you continue with this posture, you may be awarded Let the Dragon Prince occupy this training ground, and no one else has fought any battles before the official competition.

Imrik, who took the qualification form, stretched his waist. After all, he had played for a day. Although he didn't consume much energy, he was still a little tired listening to his opponent boasting about his honor. Let's solve it quickly.

"Let's go, take me to meet our respected Majesty the Queen."

(End of this chapter)