Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 399
Accompanied by the dazzling sunshine of Lustria, Alarielle put her arms on her lover. Although they haven't seen each other for several years, the two often exchange recent knowledge through magical communication.

After Imrik woke up, he saw those peaceful eyes, and after waiting for a while, the crisp voice spoke out.

"We should have a child." Alarielle's words were full of joy, perhaps only by staying by his side can she enjoy her time as a woman.

child...

Imrik nodded, not vetoing the proposal.

"It's a lot of hard work. If it's a girl, it's raised in Avalon, but if it's a boy..."

Imrik stated the principle of double standards without hesitation, and met Alarielle's expectant eyes, "Then throw it to Ingersthos and become a righteous dragon prince. Practice riding a spear day and night, and guarantee Force can reach my level."

The beating appeared on the chest, and Alarielle scolded angrily and amusedly, "Why do you say that, it seems that you want to train him as a soldier, I don't agree with this kind of education policy."

"He is much luckier than me. My father wanted to find a dragon partner for me. He was crazy, so he almost stole a dragon egg for me to hatch."

"I think it's better to give birth to a daughter, and then dress her up in nice clothes and dress her up like a princess." Alarielle didn't want her child to become a reckless man, and only had the idea of ​​fighting in her mind.

Imric doesn't care too much about being a daughter or a son, one more is one.

I have worked hard with Etila for several years, but there is still no movement, although Imrik knows very well that it is difficult to have a child so easily because of his physical condition.

But maybe the queen has some clever tricks.

"Let's not talk about this, how is Avalon's recent situation?"

"Reconstruction is almost complete, it's just that the population will take time to slowly recover."

"Take it easy, we still have a lot of time."

After finishing speaking, Imrik planned to get up and get ready for the next thing.

Alarielle propped her hands on her head, her blond hair formed a waterfall and scattered on the white sheets, quietly watching her lover's actions.

Suddenly, she thought of one thing and wondered, "Are you going to start a war again? With those oversized rodents."

Imrik, who put on his robe, nodded and tied his long hair with a red cloth strip, "Yes, I need to mobilize an army to conquer the southern Great Forest. In fact, it's not a very good time for you to come here. "

Alariel wrapped Miaoman's body with a sheet, walked in front of her lover, stared at those scarlet eyes that were completely different from before, and said softly, "But I'm still here."

"Indeed, you are still here."

Facing the familiar face, the two kissed deeply for a long time.

The queen let go of her embrace and asked him, "I will send some people to help your expedition. If you need anything, Avalon will do its best to provide it."

"Mage of the life department, the situation in the southern Great Forest Sea is a bit complicated. I need to minimize the casualties of my soldiers." Imrik thought for a while, and felt that he still couldn't count on Avalon's soldiers.

Azul's particularity lies in the length of his lifespan. A person who trains for an hour a day can be regarded as hardworking, and he relies entirely on the combat experience accumulated by his long life.

The Dragon Prince claims to be Usuan's cutting-edge combat power, but in fact there are quite a few people with mixed names, and there is a big gap between the upper and lower limits.

Even after succeeding to the throne, the annual strength assessment items for domestic dragon princes were increased, but there were still many people who lowered the lower limit.

Unless the elite Avalon sisters were pulled to the southern Great Forest, they might not be any better than the hard-trained Kislev mercenaries.

At least they will not doubt their orders, dare to fight and kill.

Alarielle bowed her head and thought for a while. Life-type mages are Avalon's strong point, and the number of them ranks first among all countries. It's not a big problem to provide some mages.

But this name has to be considered for a moment. After all, the Dragon Prince is not a war lord, and the expedition to the southern Great Forest Sea belongs to Caledor's state affairs.

But soon, the queen thought of a countermeasure.

"Then I will send some life mages here in the name of the champion warrior of the Eternal Queen."

"Well, with their help, I believe this matter will be much simpler than imagined."

The two changed their clothes slowly, went to the bathroom to wash up, and experienced a different kind of gameplay during this period, and did not return to the place where they should be until noon.

Imrik, who was sitting at the desk, couldn't help but ask the loyal herald Elvis to come here immediately.

Elvis walked steadily, with a quiet face, and slowly came to the office from the outside. Those who don't know may think that he is about to step into the battlefield.

But in reality, he was only asked to report to work.

"Prince, report from your loyal herald Elvis Hallandur." A loud report interrupted Imrik's observation of the miniature modeling of Qingyan Port.

This aroused Prince Long's dissatisfaction, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man in front of him.

It should be the silver armor of Iselama as usual, and the rather exaggerated dragon wing helmet.

Then asked an unrelated question,

"Elvis, how old are you this year?"

"130 years old." Elvis didn't know why the prince asked this question, but he answered immediately, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Sure enough, this anxiety immediately turned into reality.

"Is there an object?"

"not yet."

"130 is two years old, and he doesn't even have a partner. How can you make the Harandur family grow like this! I'm worried for your grandfather."

Imrik's tone of hating iron and steel was heard. Before that, there were big blind dates for young people of the right age in China, and they were patronizing to deal with those diehards. How could they forget about this stinky boy next to them.

"I'll give you an order, find a partner within one year and get married immediately, otherwise I will throw you into the training ground and stay with the Flame Knight for ten years."

Elvis's face turned green, he didn't expect that he, who slipped through the net, would still be caught.

The training ground of the flame knights, is that a place where normal elves can stay? Fighting with giant lizards without equipment, training through the forest with a weight of [-] kilograms, not to mention inhuman confrontation training, it is completely a trade of life for strength.

"Can I refuse." Elvis asked cautiously, this was the first time he wanted to resist the prince's order.

"Of course not." Imrik looked calm, and answered the brat's question with his chest in his arms. Those who slipped through the net must not be tolerated. Everyone must contribute to Caledor's great cause.

(End of this chapter)