Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 641 The scenery is mutual
At the top of the palace tower, Imric leaned against the window sill and stared at the bustling crowds on the street.

Some specially sent family members were wandering at various intersections, holding scriptures that might have been written only a few days ago and chanting loudly.

Let the people know that an order dedicated to guarding the remains of the dragon has been officially established. If you are interested, please come to the office for consultation. Write down your name and a few gold leaf coins to become an honorary monk and dedicate yourself to this sacred goal. .

Compared with the giant horned viper who secretly built a grassroots team in the new world, the Dragon Tomb Order organized by Randy is much more heroic. Those who do not have a formal job and have undergone formal training can enjoy high benefits when joining the membership.

Anyway, in one word, it’s not bad money.

Imrik, who felt amused, laughed out loud and said to his wife who was eating melon next to him,
"I haven't seen this group of parliamentary gentlemen show such energy in many years. They also know how to lure people with gold leaf coins, which makes me want to make some extra money. How much salary can they pay if I participate?"

Adila rolled her eyes and ate the remaining melon on her fingertips.
"If you join the club, you will be paying people wages. Think about it, at your age, have you ever made a penny with your own hands?"

Imrik was furious. What does it mean that he has never made a penny with his hands, but he still needs to be paid as a soldier? I have been fighting for so many years, can't I enjoy it?

But suddenly, he discovered something. Unknowingly, it seemed that Adila's mouth had become tricky, like a fierce wife.

When she looked like this, Adira unceremoniously pulled out the long sword on the table and burned the melon rinds on the ground with fierce flames.

This makes Imrik feel ashamed.

"Princess Adila, you represent the image of the Dragon Palace. Can you care about some etiquette and use my sword to burn the skin of the melon? This is what Asul can do?"

"What do you want me to do? There isn't even a trash can in this wretched place, and I'm not like you eating the skin all together, making it seem like I care about your broken sword." Adira shook it calmly. Sword Flower, in the past, was quite coveted by Imric for all the artifacts on his body, but now that he's advanced, he just thinks that's the case.

The sword that comes with her is actually not up to par with her husband's strength. There are many better ones than this one in the small vault, but for the sake of status, I still choose the long sword that symbolizes the prince as my weapon.

She suddenly felt a little playful, and a strange smile appeared on her pretty face.
"How about we compete. You have a lot of fun playing outside, but it's hard for me to stay in the palace and do boring things."

"No need, I admit defeat." Imrik raised his hands and let the sword aim at his abdomen. What kind of tricks could this be used to figure out? In the end, he was scorned by the frustrated Adira, and he ate and drank nothing. Tasteless vegetable soup.

"You are much more boring than before." Adila snorted coldly, sheathed her sword, walked to the window sill and stood side by side with her husband, looking at the situation outside.

After waiting for a while, she found that there was no movement on the piece of wood. She took the familiar arm and put it behind her waist to express her embrace.

Feeling the familiar feeling of attachment, Adira suddenly said, "Look, there seems to be nothing going on in the country recently. The Phoenix King's Court is dealing with the Spirit of Change and the upcoming mission. Why not go on a trip, just the two of us."

Imrik said absentmindedly, "What about the brat? Don't worry, Ingersolls will take him with him?"

Adila rested her head on her husband's shoulder, looking slightly angry, like a child whose toy had been robbed.
"I think the brat doesn't care about our parents at all. He just wants to find 'prey' to play with and let people follow him. He plays his game and we play ours. If you don't worry, let Mi Shan follow him to Val's Anvil."

She thought for a while and then hesitated, "How about we have another baby."

"It's only been more than two years and I've been thinking about practicing the trumpet." Imrik was a little surprised. If Caledo had a baby every three years like Adira, there would be no need to worry about a great career. "It's not that I can't afford it, and my father is also urging me." Adila looked embarrassed and seemed a little distressed. The heavy responsibility of the heirs of the two countries was on her, so it would be a lie to say she was not panicking.

"The old fox is afraid that there will be no hope before death, so he urges you to have a baby quickly. He is worried that the Bell Keke family will be overthrown by the parliament."

"Then let's work hard when we travel?" Adira's eyes flashed. She was not worried about the risks of travel. It would be best if a group of Druchi abducted her and let Imric perform a knight's rescue of the princess. Only in this way can Alarelle be compared to her.

Imrik, who felt that he was indebted to Adira, agreed without thinking much. After getting married, he has been busy in Ulthuan and Lustria, and has no time to spare.

Nowadays, it is rare to have time to go around and relax.

"Wherever I go, I don't like drifting on the sea of ​​Tyran Rock."

"If you can go to Tyran Locke or the Inner Ring Kingdom, choose Elion."

"I hope that old horse won't bring his Silver Candle Knight to collect tolls." Imrik rolled his eyes. The scenery in Elion is indeed very good, but the conflict between him and Gilgarion has not lasted for a day or two.

Even if he really wanted to go there with the intention of traveling, he might think he was just looking for trouble.

Adila pinched the soft flesh of her husband's waist and abdomen, twisted it hard, and scolded her harshly.

"Whether you want to go or not, I'll give you another chance to organize your language."

Unable to feel the power coming from his waist, Imric reluctantly raised his free right hand to express surrender.

"Go, wait until the proposal I submitted to the parliament is officially passed."

Speaking of the document that was just delivered this morning, Adila was also a little confused. The parliament had always been strongly resistant to this matter before, so why did it pass it at the latest meeting? It was very inconsistent with the stubborn nature of those old guys.

"Is Sir Randy willing to be your spearman like this? I heard my father mention that in a battle that year, the Phoenix King ordered him to go against Prince Mikhail's prior deployment and attack Druzi's flank instead. Landi Qing cursed on the spot and said “Get lost.”

"The old man is very shrewd. He doesn't mess with the military ranks of the Phoenix King. Even if the Phoenix King puts a lot of merit medals on his chest, not many people will take him seriously when he returns home. His base is the trust of the major families. , and the greatest respect given by the dragon court after the nobles surrendered so much power." Imrik hinted that the veteran general was not a butcher as he imagined, and continued,
"The matter of Dragon Tomb Monastery..."

"What are you going to do?" Adira was also a little curious. This was very unlike Imric's usual style of firmly holding control of the army in his hands.

“The palace was supportive but did nothing.”

Imrik, who had seen enough of the scenery, took Adira back to the palace below. Since he wanted to travel, he had to take care of his work.

(End of this chapter)