Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 504 The Beloved Child

In Ulthuan, far away from the old world, in the vast dragon palace, a little toddler used his hands to hold onto a stone pillar engraved with the glory of his ancestors, and put his fat palm on it, trying to snap off the beautiful dragon scale relief.

A beautiful figure suddenly poked its head out from behind the stone pillar, with a grimace on its exquisite face, as if trying to scare the little guy.

But for a stubborn person who was taken by his father to fly on the sea and swing in the crater just a few months after he was born, it is obvious that the son of the dragon will not be afraid.

"elder sister."

The girl who was called elder sister hugged the little guy, and offered the baby-fat Dracnir with her pretty face without makeup, muttering,

"My little Highness, if Madam finds out that you secretly picked dragon scales again, you might get angry again."

"Oh, Filonina, who do you think would be angry?"

A male voice came from behind her, causing the girl who was still doting on her face to be stunned for a moment. She turned around with her brother in her arms and greeted the speaker.

"Your Highness, I didn't say anything."

Imrik stepped forward and tapped Filonina's forehead with his fingers, and said a little angrily,
"You can just call me uncle, how many times have I said, don't be close to those old stubborn grandfathers of your grandfather, Trivekon, and be strict in every occasion, yes, prince. Yes, the dragon lord, worthy of Caledor name. I’m afraid that other people will know that they don’t respect me.”

The girl stuck out her pink tongue, indicating that the words might be useless. Instead, Draconier saw his father coming, and stretched out his hands to grab those pointed ears.

But Imrik will not be used to the brat, who is hugged by a flowery elder sister, and still wants to find himself. For the growth of the family, he must let him understand that women are good, and he can't always think about big things. Dragons and lances.

He said to his niece who was still teasing the little prince, "Why do you have time to go back to Caledon? Didn't you plan to buy some stallions in Alion and open a horse farm?"

A bitter look appeared on Filonina's face, and she explained, "I have carefully analyzed the horse market in Ulthuan, and found that it is almost saturated. The Inner Ring Kingdom is monopolized by Elyon, and the environment in the Outer Ring Kingdom is not Where will buy the horses."

Well, this point has something to do with me. After all, Tyrannock would buy horse-drawn chariots before, mainly imported from Elyon, but now it has become more Kale, the price is more favorable, and the quality is guaranteed. Undertake political conditions.

"Aren't there a group of people in the country who are doing equestrian training? Why don't you sell it to them?" Imric wasn't referring to the nobles, but rich businessmen and young people from the bourgeoisie.

But these words made Filonina's expression more bitter, which aroused the Dragon Son's interest more than the grimace just now, and she pinched and pulled it out with her small hands.

Imrik pulled down the stinky boy who was making trouble, he was simply a nightmare, not only was he so energetic during the day that he could crawl into Ingerseth's mouth, but at night, his unconscious movements would make himself and his wife unable to sleep .

But both of them still prefer the character of a little kid, and the work is relatively easy, so they didn't choose to let the maid take care of them.

Giving her uncle a resentful look, Filonina said, "They don't want to buy war horses alone. They go to the militia training ground to borrow horses every day. They think that buying horses is a lack of talent and lose face. They train secretly at home. But as long as they join the standing army , and you will provide the horses.”

That's enough Caledon...

A drop of sweat the size of a bean appeared on Imrik's forehead. I didn't expect these young people to go so far as to use the public training ground.

Filonina sighed, wrapped her arms around Dragon Son's hand slightly, and let him lie on his shoulders, "So I plan to go back to China to see if there are other suitable industries. The Woodlow family's business started too late, yes Many things have to be understood slowly, but before that.”

She hugged Draconir and kissed his forehead, "I still have to look at my lovely little Highness, my little baby, hehe."

Imrik was not surprised that his niece looked like an idiot, because the special ceremony held for the little guy before deprived the concept of the son of Sotek, leaving only the blood of the dragon, making him a veritable dragon the son of.

And the Caledonians, who are crazy about dragons, saw a cute humanoid baby dragon, and everyone offered it as a treasure.Only Etila couldn't figure out why every time she brought her son to a banquet, it would cause a large group of women to frantically pursue her. Could it be that they didn't have a son?

"Well, since you are willing to come and see the little guy, Itila and I can save some time these few days. By the way, don't take him to find Ingersthos, he was almost eaten last time, or I punched it hard with my fist."

Thinking of the little guy being swallowed by the Shining Star Dragon, and the anxious Imrik beating Ingersthos' body to induce vomiting, Filonina couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, the dragon lord beat the dragon , just for the son of the dragon, this scene is really interesting.

Seeing the herald North, who had just arrived a few months ago, Imrik knew that he had something to do with him, and made a gesture to let the flame-born knight pay attention to the siblings here.

"I'm going to deal with business first, remember to go to the restaurant in the afternoon, don't run too far."

"Understood, uncle who is as nagging as grandfather."

The new herald, Imrik, was not chosen to be a young nobleman. Instead, he found a young man who had just graduated from the Academy of Loyalty.

Although Elvis did a good job before, because of his family background, many people relied on him to inquire about the court's first-hand news.

"Your Highness, there is a secret letter from Olengrad."

North, with a scar on the corner of his eye, took out a magically sealed letter from his satchel, and presented it to the prince with both hands.

Level [-] encrypted information, it seems that something happened to Rachel.

Imrik, who received the secret letter, signaled the herald to continue the mission. At least this young man's ability is not bad, but why he suddenly misses that little cunning Elvis, may be because of his age.

Sighing, he walked towards the study room. Although he didn't know the specific situation, Imrik knew that this letter would definitely not be good news.

After entering the study room and unlocking the magic lock on the front with a special key, he took out the documents written in Kislev and Elvish. After reading each line, his face became more serious.

The Kislev document is signed by Mazov, and the Elvish document is signed by Rachel. The former is to explain some situations that occurred in the far north, while the latter is the evidence after investigation of these situations.

Picking up the Philosopher's Stone on the desk, Imrik immediately connected to the relay operator's position,
"Let Agathel, Bruni and Judith come to see me, the sooner the better."

(End of this chapter)