Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Phyllis, who hadn't boarded the chariot yet, saw Imrik's hesitant eyes, and knew that she must be wondering who was driving the chariot.

Although Caledon has no tradition of chariots, in Ulthuan's general view, driving a chariot is done by servants, and the master must fight with bows and arrows or spears and knives.

"Let me come." Regarding her identity, Felice is still very clear, the maid of the Dragon Prince, even though the identities of the two have changed a lot now, the mission endowed by nature will not change.

She is willing to give everything for the prince, which is already preordained.

But Imrik glared at her, pretending to be angry and cursed,

"Why are you here? Can you drive a chariot? Make an exception today. I'll drive it."

"Well, who made you the prince." She smiled and boarded the chariot, picked up the bow and arrow and drew the bowstring, making a preparatory movement.

After seeing Phyllis stand firm, Imrik did not hesitate. Although he had never driven a chariot before, he couldn't stand the wife who was messing around all day.

Swing the rein at will, and the intelligent elf chariot has already moved towards the pointed place.

The green grass drifted out a lot of debris under the rolling of the wheels, leaving deep walking marks wherever it went. Fortunately, Athaniel did not invite Ai Zhuo to participate, otherwise, the speed at which the chariot would destroy the lawn might be enough to make Blue The Potter family has been heartbroken for many years.

Phyllis was not in a hurry to put the arrow on the bowstring, and secretly glanced at the back of the chariot driver next to her. She was as tall and handsome as ever, except that she lacked the arrogance that penetrated into the marrow.

She lowered her eyes, and felt that the prince had changed a lot. If it was him in the past, he would have folded his chest and waited for him to pick up the reins with a cold face, and then ordered where to go. He would never make an exception to drive the chariot for the maid.

It's a good thing, probably influenced by Attila...

Thinking of this, Phyllis clenched her bow, she would only choose to obey the prince's order, and would not think about how to make him live more happily.

Or the women who are eligible to marry into the dragon tamer family are almost all like this, submitting to the arrangement of the court and the family, and silently dedicating their lives to the kingdom.

If I were standing by his side, maybe he would become like a prince.

Thinking of the incomparably stern face of the former prince even in the country, Phyllis sighed sadly. He was a good king and an outstanding military leader, but he was not a qualified husband and father.

"What are you thinking? A deer ran away just now. Sure enough, you are as stupid as before." The familiar tone brought Phyllis back to her senses, and she felt that the changes she had thought about for a long time might be fake, and he was still the same as before. Just as annoying.

The 200-year-old girl raised her long bow, stretched the bowstring and shot the arrow. Across a distance of 300 meters, the arrow could still hit the prey while it was moving at high speed.

After a muffled sound, the forest deer with a circle of white hair at the corner of its mouth was shot in the head and fell to the ground powerlessly.

"I was just thinking about Draconir, is there a problem?"

"You can go and see him when you have time. If it wasn't for that incident, you might still be the chief nanny."

Uncomprehending guy.

Phyllis did not continue to speak, and began to look around the possible prey around her. Hunting should not be too much. The group does not rely on this to make a living, just absorb it appropriately.

Seeing that his childhood playmate beside him didn't speak, Imrik thought for a long time that he didn't seem to offend her, and it could only be attributed to a work problem.

"How is your investigation going?"

When it came to work, Phyllis was no longer a little girl, she explained the situation to the leader seriously,

"There is very little progress. We detected that the Chaos Cult was lurking in Lothern, and they continued to infiltrate Qingyan Port in the name of the Chamber of Commerce. I personally caught a few people, but the results of the interrogation were a bit strange."

"What do you mean?" Imrik was no longer in a playful state of mind. The removal organization led by Phyllis has gathered a lot of hard work. Just to deal with the Chaos Cult, they invited a few people to deal with the Chaos Portal of the City of Echoes on a regular basis. Skink Priestess.

Sotek, Vaal, and Ardaeus, the three religious groups have personnel stationed in the clearing agency, and Bellanar, who has become the palace magic advisor, provided some anti-chaos methods for the White Tower of Heth. None of the interrogations came to fruition.

Phyllis frowned and wrinkled her long and thin eyebrows, "The prisoner had contact with different persons in charge in multiple places. When we checked the person in charge of the chamber of commerce, we found that there was no problem at all. Moreover, these prisoners came from different Church, but the purpose of action is surprisingly the same."

"Perhaps it was done by the Tzeentchs. They like to play this trick best, using hallucinations and dreams to confuse people into doing stupid things."

"The specific situation needs to be investigated. The situation in Lothern is much more complicated than that in Qingyan Port. The Temple of Lilith, which was originally responsible for dealing with the corruption of chaos, is still being rebuilt, and the White Tower of Hess seems to have not paid attention to this matter."

Speaking of Lilith, Imrik kindly persuaded, "Don't trust those whores in the Lilith Temple, I was annoyed when I saw it. I came to the manor two days ago and said that because of some oracle, I want to bless me."

"How did you answer?" Phyllis was a little curious. Imric's attitude towards Lilith is not a secret in Caledon. Basically, if you see a place with a Luna sculpture, you are guaranteed to be killed by the construction team the next day. Replaced by the father of dragons.

"Hehe, I asked Lilith if she could wake up the dragon. If five hundred dragons can fly out of the Dragon's Spine Mountains, I will go to the Temple of Lilith to be baptized on the spot."

"This...is really yours." Phyllis was a little ashamed, Imric might be the only one who spoke to the temple so forcefully.

"Don't believe those lunatics talking about gods and gods, even Sotek is much more reliable than them, at least you kill someone, and then perform a blood sacrifice to ensure that a group of snakes will follow behind you." Thick and shameless Imrik started to make a metaphor for Sotek, and he may have some concerns about scolding other gods, but scolding Sotek is not stressful at all.
"Just like Tehenhauin, he is indeed a bit crazy, but he is really good at fighting. If Lilith Temple can produce such a character, will he be burned to ruins by Kuran Blackhand?"

"You're right." Phyllis said in her mouth, and then said silently in her heart, as long as it's what you said, it's all right.

"Don't worry too much about this Tzeentch. Send those prisoners to Iris. Eltharion has a hand in the interrogation. If you really can't ask the situation, then send them to Hesiota. By the way, if there is danger , then transfer people from China, I am really worried about the combat effectiveness of you guys."

"Ah."

Phyllis, who nodded silently, raised her bow and arrow, and began to clear the surrounding obstacles for Imrik. Since she couldn't stand with him, she would stay behind silently and live for those who died. (end of this chapter)