Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

"Miss, there is a secret letter from the palace."

The men's words interrupted Phyllis's trance, which made her complain a little.

Just now I was thinking about whether the prince was eating well and whether he would be lonely in the old world, but his train of thought was interrupted.

After receiving the secret letter, he didn't care whether it was urgent or not, and casually reminded the maid who delivered the order,
"It's about work, you should call me leader, not follow the family rules."

The maid felt a little aggrieved. She had just said yesterday that she would call her "Miss" from now on, but why has she changed her name now?

Phyllis, who used the magic key to lift the seal, didn't care about the expressions of her part-time maid, and kept talking,

"Well, if I wasn't worried about you, I would have retired long ago. There is no point in staying here in Lothern. I might as well go back to my country to have a good time."

"You are thinking of the prince..."

Seeing the hostess's unkind gaze, the maid immediately covered her mouth. She had obviously had a relationship and settled her long-cherished wish for so many years without anyone saying it, making it look like an affair.

When Phyllis opened the secret letter, an untimely scream suddenly came from the next door, causing her to stop moving.

Holding her forehead with her slender fingers, she felt that nothing good had happened during this period. First, the prince returned to the country and ran to the old world, and then Lothern's investigation did not go well. She had no choice but to send some information to the Sword Master of Hoth. As a result, everyone knew that there was an elusive spy located in Lothern.

"You are really spineless. He started screaming before the whip was even struck. Tell this Tzeentch follower that if he doesn't behave, I will throw him into the volcano."

After sending the maid away, Phyllis looked at the secret letter under the magic light, and her originally excited heart instantly cooled down.

I thought it was a secret letter left by the prince, but it turned out to be from Adila. Although I was a little disappointed, work was still work and could not contain personal emotions.

The further she looked down, the tighter her eyebrows furrowed. Who the hell was this guy's idea? Her respect for Lilith was only in her early one hundred years, praying that the prince would notice his love.

When he grew up, he discovered that he was indeed a stone-headed man, and he could only follow the trend and believe in Val.

As a palace representative, he went to the Lilith Temple to negotiate, and then inadvertently revealed a touch of sadness and despair of feelings, which made the Holy Priestess think there was an opportunity to start with herself.

She gritted her teeth, her silver teeth squeaking, and squeezed the secret letter in her hand. This was definitely not the prince's idea.

With his character, he must have rushed directly into the temple, used the dragon as a threat, scared those people half to death, laughed and taunted them and asked if they dared.

The maid who had given the Tzeentch believers a small whip returned to her original place and couldn't help but feel curious when she saw the mistress's demeanor.

"What's wrong? Could it be that the prince regrets that he doesn't want you anymore..." The maid seemed to be talking about something sad and started to choke up, even more sad and angry than Phyllis.

"It doesn't matter. I will definitely write to the prince in the future and ask him to give you justice. Even the prince cannot, cannot..."

Phyllis rolled her eyes and said pretending to be angry,
"Nothing, don't act for me here. Change your clothes and go to Lilith Temple tomorrow."

The maid who was wiping her tears also stopped, not showing the same sadness as before, and asked curiously.

"Why are you going to the Lilith Temple? You don't have any more work here?"

"Leave it to the Heth Sword Master. Anyway, they just have people practice their archery skills with them every day. They waste so much money in vain. They can just catch a spy to improve their performance."

"If you let them know this, I'm afraid you will be in some trouble."

Phyllis glared at her. This little girl has good abilities, but is a little too lively. She needs to be trained well in the future, so as not to be unable to perform her duties well after she leaves.

"What's the trouble? You talk a lot. Even if I say this from the White Tower of Hos, they won't dare to say another word."

The maid pouted, feeling that if you meet an arrogant boss, you are indeed capable of this. Anyone who dares to touch you will have to think about how many dragon spear attacks you can withstand.

Seeing that her subordinate was still stunned, Phyllis slapped her on the back of the head angrily.
"You're gone, what are you doing here, waiting to fool around with Tzeentch believers?"

The maid who was slapped on the head made a face and hurriedly followed the pace of her mistress.
"You really don't look like a noble lady. In other kingdoms, you can be called a princess."

"If the princess can have a prince as her companion, I wouldn't mind being one."

The maid joked, "For example, His Highness Dracnir?"

These hints made Phyllis's pretty face suddenly turn red. If her son was a prince, he could be regarded as a companion. This was indeed okay. "Your salary for this month is gone."

The maid stuck out her tongue playfully and dismissed the threat. The man who received two wages didn't care about the gold leaf coins at all.

"And the salary given by the family."

"I was wrong."

The dejected maid followed Phyllis out of the stronghold and entered a carriage.

Phyllis habitually took out the relevant files and started flipping through them. Although she verbally said that they would be handed over to the Sword Master Hess, she did not hope that such long efforts would turn into the achievements of the Great Sword Master and carefully analyzed the information he had recently obtained.

When the maid saw the hostess and boss looking like this, she could only sit across from her quietly and began to think about how to save money this month. She had bought too many cosmetics before and became a little tight.

The carriage traveled for a long time, and it was always troublesome to go from the countryside to the city. While the two of them were waiting, they suddenly heard the low voice of the coachman.

"White Lion Guards, they seem to be investigating closely."

The White Lion Guards are strictly investigating?This is a rare thing.

Phyllis thought to herself, opened the curtain slightly, and found the white lion guard mentioned by the coachman through just a few gaps.

More than a dozen of the Phoenix King's Imperial Guards led the Lothern Sea Guards to stand at the city gate, stopping a large number of people who had just arrived in Lothern from the countryside, and carefully searching their belongings, including some silver-helmeted men riding tall horses. The knight also looked at everyone with a scrutinizing gaze.

Not murderous, but still extremely formal.

Phyllis felt a little confused. As the trade center of Ulthuan, Lothern rarely checked the passers-by seriously except for routine inspections of goods.

"When we left the city yesterday, it seemed that the Phoenix King's Court did not issue a search order."

The coachman's deep voice entered the carriage again, "Miss, next instructions."

"Just go over there and don't worry about it."

Phyllis still has great confidence in the family's influence. Even if there is no palace sign, it is not something that the White Lion Guards can casually check.

The driver pulled the reins, causing the horse to move forward.

Seeing a carriage with simple and elegant decoration approaching, the white lion guard headed by it quickly noticed that after all, the two horses pulling the carriage were in excellent condition, and the silver-helmeted knights who were traveling with them might not have such precious horses. It's hard not to pay attention.

The burly man stretched out his arms and signaled the driver to stop. His deep and powerful voice showed that he was extremely confident.

"Please cooperate with our work. There is a group of dangerous terrorists lurking in Lothern. The Phoenix King has ordered a strict investigation and show your identities."

The driver remained unmoved, turned around, opened the window, and put his palm inside.

After obtaining the token, he placed a metal badge in front of the White Lion Guard. Under the stars in the dark night, there was a giant dragon holding a blue sword, soaring in the endless ocean.

A symbol from ancient times, originating from the Dragon Prince who guards the Dusk Sea.

The White Lion Guard's pupils shrank, this was really a big shot.

But his duty made him choose to remain silent for a while. After feeling that there was indeed no reaction in the car, he could only slowly lower his arms, turn his body sideways and give up half of his body, making a letting go gesture.

Who can be offended and who cannot be offended, these guards who have witnessed the changing situation in the Phoenix Court all year round know better than anyone.

Others regard the White Lion Guards as the Charis Elite, the most trusted army of the Phoenix King, and they seem infinitely glorious.

But in the eyes of these dragon princes, they are just barbarians in the Charis Mountains. If they really want to stop and argue, the family that has been passed down for thousands of years will not be afraid. In the end, only the parties involved will be unlucky.

The captain of the White Lion Guard sighed and scolded the crowd who were ready to move to stand still. This is how the aristocratic system is, there is unequal treatment.

If you don't like it, just recast yourself as a good child in your next life, don't be a country boy. (End of chapter)