Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 533 The Unscrupulous Maid
"It's been a long time, don't worry too much about that."

Even if Imrik was brain-dead and hesitant when he found out that Phyllis picked up the bow and arrow, he knew that when they met, they would always think of those friends who died in front of them.

No one is wrong in this matter, it can only be attributed to the damned Drucci.

"I just thought of other things, such as what to hunt later." Phyllis tried to pull back the hair that didn't exist near her ear, forcing her to explain that it wasn't the case.

Imrik stopped driving the chariot, his expression changed from his normal seriousness, "You always hold your hair with your hands when you lie, this hasn't changed since you were a child. But no matter what, they are all dead , the dozens of people who grew up together in the palace back then, now there are only two of us left."

He sighed, and didn't pay much attention to it at first, but sometimes, in the midst of a hilarious banquet, some fragments would flash by and enter his mind like a slide show, which was the last memory of the dead. Next thoughts.

Phyllis put down her bow and arrow, looking a little helpless, her eyes lowered to avoid the prince's gaze. The reason why she didn't stay in Caledon for a long time was because she was afraid of those familiar feelings coming to her heart.

"Prince, madam, Adelaide, Les, Mites... They are all gone. I am worried that even I will leave you in the end, how sad it will be." The girl's tone was a little choked , she didn't want to become a vase, but she was afraid that when she stood behind him, she would leave suddenly one day.

Seeing this familiar face choked up in front of him, Imrik thought of many things, especially his mother whose memory was a little fuzzy.

He took a step forward and hugged Phyllis, who had been with her for 200 years, "You really give me a headache. Why did my mother go blind back then and sent you to the court? Do you want to be a noble lady in the family?" All right, just come to my side and suffer."

Phyllis hugged the prince with all her strength, and only hoped that this feeling could be preserved more. He was not the prince who guarded Caledor, but the prince who stood in front of her in memory.

"I'm just a little sad. If you don't want to be comforted, then let go." Although she said so, the girl hugged her tightly, with no intention of letting go at all.

"Before you say this, it's best to let go of your hands. Don't think that big breasts are a big deal. I don't like this." Even though there are layers of clothes, he still has to speak hard.

"Don't let it go, you will become a prince again after you let go."

"Damn it, I can't stand it. You're almost three hundred years old, and you're also called an iron-masked woman. How dare you say such a thing."

"Then you push me away, or I won't let you go." Phyllis buried her head in Imrik's chest as she spoke, no matter how much he urged her, she could only see a head of exceptionally smooth long golden hair.

After a long stalemate, Imrik felt that it was almost the same, vented his emotions with Wanwan, lowered his head and said in Felice's ear, "Athaniel is looking at the two of us, aren't you shy? "

"What's there to be shy, Caledon, who doesn't know that I'm your maid, what's wrong with hugging the master as a maid, if you knew something else in your mind, maybe the two of us would have..." Phyllis said The voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end it was even silently recited in the mouth.

"It's long ago, sworn brothers, right? Let go of your hands quickly, stop talking nonsense, why didn't I realize that you are such a long-winded little woman before."

After being reprimanded, Felice finally let go of her hand, and found that the prince was quite disgusted and wiped his chest with his hand, obviously dissatisfied with the tears on it.

As for Asanil, who was peeking in the woods, he gritted his teeth with a gritted expression. Is this person only interested in dragons? Phyllis is a well-known Bai Fumei in the noble circle of Caledor. , whoever gets close is equivalent to getting Randy's support.

As a result, I followed Imrik with all my brains. If you have never been touched as a maid, it might be Phyllis.Even if she herself said that something beyond the friendship between a master and a servant happened, people might be suspicious. Everyone knows what the dragon tamer family is like.

"Oh, I'm so anxious, what are you going to do?" Asanil beat the trees next to him, wishing he could play for Felice in person. This tug-of-war has aroused the interest of many people, and there is no one who has been with him for hundreds of years. Landing, some unreasonable.

Sally, who was standing by the side, was very cautious, and she didn't dare to show any air. She cautiously asked Asanil who was still angry, "Prince Asanil, is it time to carry out the plan?"

Hearing this, Asanil nodded immediately, "Quickly, send the man and woman up. As long as the plan is successful, I guarantee that the Lambert family still has the right to manage it."

Sally, who got the guarantee, sent her lover up at the fastest speed in her life. If it hadn't been for Asanil's strong guarantee that nothing would happen even if she was found out, the Lambert family would not have dared to set their minds on the Dragon Prince.

After receiving the signal, Asanil released the prey, a rare white deer with sika spots, and then ran towards the depths of the forest, intending to avoid the two who were still teasing each other.

Looking back at the chariot, after venting her emotions, Felice was no longer as coquettish as before, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and asked angrily,

"As for the Asanil man, I said that he didn't have any good ideas. He wanted to see a joke. Fortunately, he is still a military general, so he is not afraid of being ridiculed."

"Come on, let him wipe your runny nose when you were a child."

"Are you trying to piss me off? Don't think that the maid is afraid to resist the master."

Imrik stopped the maid next to her, saying that she was a maid, but in fact she was not the same as the dedicated servants in the palace. The two are interdependent. Her family background is really big enough. Dare to be the maid serving tea and pouring water.

However, thinking of some bad rumors, especially the strange relationship between the maid and the master that has been widely circulated in Ulthuan, and taking another look at Phyllis, who used to be known as the flame of Kared, I quickly put this thought behind .

"If you know that you are a maid, then you won't even return to the court for more than ten years. I really don't know how Sir Randy disciplined you."

Sighing, ignoring Phyllis' nagging mother, Imrik pointed to the white deer with plum blossoms that suddenly jumped out of the forest, "Over there, don't forget our main purpose, there must be a priority in doing things, if you are unhappy , Come to the manor tonight, the three of us have a good drink."

I just want to drink with you, I don't want to see Asanil's stinky face.

The words were on the lips, but Phyllis still stopped, raised her bow and arrow to aim at the white deer that suddenly appeared, and began to aim intently. After the bowstring bounced, she was quite confident and wanted to show off her skills.

But all I could see was Imrik's look of disgust, "What a shame."

(End of this chapter)