Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 42 Minasnier who lost his dream
At the gate of the Dragon Palace, a huge Shining Star Dragon was lazily lying on the open space basking in the sun. Because it was woken up twice in a row, Minasnil didn't want to go back to sleep in the lair.

It often just stays in the open space like a giant dragon that has lost its dream, waiting for Morris or other giant dragons to pay tribute to it all day long, and doesn't even want to take the food, but just opens its mouth to be fed.

Maurice, who was standing beside it, said cautiously, "Your Highness Minasnil, can you move your tail a little bit?"

He opened one eye and looked at the little guy in front of him. Mr. Morris is close to [-] years old, which is already considered middle-aged in Azul, but he is just a young man in the eyes of Minasnier, so he opened his eyes again. Shut up and ignore him at all.

Morris standing next to him is a little helpless. Who in Caledor can order this giant dragon that has witnessed the dragon tamer to build a maelstrom. His father is Indragnir, who has been praised by Ulthuan for thousands of years. The relationship with it is only a partner, not a subordinate. Even if it regards the dragon palace as its lair, no one will have any objections.

After a stalemate like this for a moment, Morris, who felt helpless, could only sigh, shook his head helplessly, and continued to prepare for the banquet. Minasnier's tail happened to occupy the passage leading to the palace, and Caledor People definitely don't have any opinions on this, but I don't know if Princess Etila will think it's rude.

As the head of the palace, he certainly can't be like the Dragon Prince, everyone is the prince's boss, and my second child's attitude needs to consider the issue of etiquette.

As the banquet personnel came to the palace one after another, they saw this giant dragon sleeping in front of the palace. The dragon prince who came here on a horse did not object to this. Even if such a beautiful creature took a look , will always be engraved in my heart.

Get off the horse, ask the attendants to lead the horse to another place, form a circle around Minasnil, and bow to it actively. their dragon companions.

And Etila also arrived at the palace, but she was a little at a loss looking at the giant dragon blocking the road in front of her. Did Caledo play so wildly, and let a legendary star dragon participate in the banquet.

At this time, Chief Maurice also hurried to Attila's carriage, "I'm sorry, Princess Attila, His Highness Minasnier is used to staying here, so..."

Etila in the carriage didn't have any complaints yet, but a prince who was following behind on a horse had a lot of opinions, and his tone was very strange, "I heard that the Caledonians are used to threatening other kingdoms with giant dragons and lances, I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen in the dragon court, no wonder the name Caledor Sherlock came out of Lothern."

This prince was sent by the noble council. As a representative of the Tyrannok nobles, he accompanied Etila to visit the dragon palace. The members of the council were not fools. Knowing that Imric stayed in the mine stronghold to help Etila, And the secret conversation with Ai Zhuo, although I don't know the specific situation, but it must be Ai Dila who came to find support.

This prince is someone who deliberately interfered with this matter. He has an arrogant and rude personality. He thinks he has the poetic talent of the poet King Isis. He will be the next Phoenix King. Tyrann Locke's status is not low, but he has already been regarded as an abandoned son. If Caledo can't bear the character of this person and makes him have some accidents, there is a legitimate reason to break the joint will of the dragon and the sea eagle.

The dragon princes who heard this were still praising Minasnil, and immediately turned their heads to look at this rude person. Several people had already put their hands on the hilt of their waists, and the atmosphere gradually became dignified.

This kid dared to insult the prince, and they had heard about Lothern. It was Imrik who said internally that he didn't need to care about it, so he didn't go to Lothern to find those poets who spread rumors.

But who knows that this Prince Tyrannok may really not understand, and continued, "I often hear in poetry that the Dragon Prince, the dragon fire cavalry and spear match Kane, his heart is as high as the sky, and it seems that what he said is true Woolen cloth."

"This idiot." Princess Etila cursed in her heart. This guy came in halfway, saying that he wanted to visit the Dragon Palace with her. Reid can have a little vision, but he didn't expect to be as idiotic as Tyron Rock.

But at this moment, Minasnil opened his eyes. Just now, all the dragon princes kept bowing and praising the giant dragon who didn't respond at all. Hearing this boy's words, there was a sudden movement.

Turning his head, a heavy snort was blown towards him. The prince's war horse was brought by Terren Locke, and he had never been in contact with a giant dragon. Under the threat of the dragon's power, he raised his body high and threw the prince who was not good at riding. Down, with a crashing sound, it fell to the ground and ran towards the outside.

The original dignified breath was eased by his movements, and a few ruthless ridicules were aimed at the person who was standing up and cursing, and then bowed again to the dragon who opened his eyes, wanting to listen to the teachings of the legendary Yaoxinglong.

Seeing these little guys surrounded him, Minasnil let out a few deep growls, "Don't bother me, just do what you have to do, you little guys are just as troublesome as your ancestors."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes again and entered the state of waiting for death.

Seeing Minasnier's actions, Princess Etila and the maids in the carriage couldn't help laughing, then they pretended nothing happened, stepped out of the carriage, and looked down at the prince, "Gene Taime Prince, after returning to Tyranok, I suggest that you learn how to ride a horse from the people of Elyon. They have a two-and-a-half-year crash course in riding, so you should practice well, and don't lose Tyranok's face in front of other kingdoms. "

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the dragon palace, looking at the surrounding environment with some curiosity, a large number of dragon decorations, the most conspicuous must be this huge palace with a height of more than [-] meters in front of him. Legend has it that Saffrey has a The temple of Hoth is one kilometer high, but it is similar to the phenomenon of space folding made by magic.

But the palace in front of him was undoubtedly built with the finest marble, and he walked up the steps with admiration.

Dozens of soldiers wearing plate and chain armor, helmets painted fiery red, and holding halberds stood guard outside the palace.

"It's an army I haven't seen before." Caledon must want to make changes in the traditional combat system. In Ultsuan, except for the Phoenix Guard, only some nobles will form sporadic corps, because The traditional contradictory system is enough to withstand the enemy's charge, but the two-handed halberd will receive additional attention from the enemy's long-range firepower because of the loss of the shield, unless the armor on the body can replace the role of the shield.

Noticing their equipment, a full set of magic equipment, even the cloaks are equipped with magic, which made Etila very surprised. Could it be that Imric has completely ignored the life and death of the Vaal priests and asked them to forcibly overdraw their lives to build armaments?
Suppressing this uneasy thought, she walked slowly towards the palace, and found a somewhat familiar person, Davian who received her yesterday.

I saw that he was not wearing the iconic dragon helmet, with a serious face, and was standing guard with a halberd. From time to time, a dragon prince passed by him, and they all smiled and patted him on the shoulder to express comfort. It seems that the relationship with him is relatively good, but also intentionally touch his serious face, teasing.

"You guys are treated well. You have changed your equipment again. When will the prince give us some good things?"

Davian still stood there solemnly, and whoever passed by would stare ahead, like a sculpture.

She didn't pay too much attention. After all, this was the internal affairs of the dragon court. Compared with Davian standing guard, she was more curious about the soldiers with a full set of magic equipment. If Tyrann Locke had these, then the prince would definitely not be checked and balanced by the parliament.

(End of this chapter)