Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 651 Aralos’s Confidence
In the lush jungle, a male deer with white spots on its neck is bending down to drink water, its smart ears always paying attention to the surrounding environment.

In addition to the light spots and butterflies flying in the air, the vines with always flowing water drops, and the mysterious monuments that stand in the jungle and blend with nature, are there any other dangers?

After ensuring that the amount of water he drank was sufficient and would not affect subsequent actions, the buck raised his head and prepared to leave this dangerous place immediately.

But an arrow has already arrived at the neck, which symbolizes the rhythm of life, and the fine steel arrow tears the deer's skin without any hindrance, allowing the blood to slowly flow with the lake water.

It struggled to move its limbs, trying to avoid this murderous intention, but in the end it only took a few steps before falling down.

Without the joy of a successful hunt, the elf wrapped in leather armor and a green cloak jumped out of the canopy, took out a hunting knife and gave the last blessing to the struggling creature, never letting it endure any more pain.

While skinning and bleeding, a whispered prayer came from the elf's mouth. He needed to use every part of this creature. Even the slightest squandering and waste would be a blasphemy to the forest.

Packing the prepared prey with vines and leaves, the elf quickly tied it behind his back. After climbing a few times, he reached the top of the tree and returned along the path he came from.

A rather wild town is surrounded by towering sentry towers, with naturally growing trees as the exterior walls. Only the central area remains bright during the day, and other places can only feel the moving light according to the movement of the sun.

The elves came in carrying nuts and river fish, and took away the iron tools that needed to be replenished. Some people who were favored by Loic sang songs surrounded by children, twisting their slender and tall bodies, and used songs and dances to tell stories about the belongings of Ah Sly's History.

The elders chewed nuts and smiled as they watched the teachers repeat the lessons countless times. When they were children, it was these dancers who told the story of Athel Loren.

The elves who came back from hunting attracted a lot of attention, and they all handed out food symbolizing friendship to express their goodwill.
"Lord Aralos, long time no see."

Aralos calmly accepted the respect from the visitor, but waved his hand and refused the gift of food. Instead, he gave some food to Aslay, who seemed to have gained nothing.

The size of the town was not large, and with the speed of a hero, he returned to the palace, or manor, in less than half an hour. He put down his bow and arrows and the prey, and his stern face became much calmer.

Taking off his bloody cloak, Aralos took out a berry from the wooden plate, looked at the Asrai legendary hunter Skalok who had just walked in, and took a bite of the sweet and juicy pulp.

"I hope you brought back some good news."

Scarlock, who looked a bit older, had a gloomy face as he told some not-so-good news.
"The information about Hockt's Crown was intentionally leaked by the Shadow King. What's even more troublesome is that he has already noticed us."

The hunter handed over a piece of information that he had just brought back from Ulthuan, but the Shadow King was not the worst.
"This is a rough list of the Ulthuan ambassadorship in half a year."

Araloth felt a little baffled. Ulthuan would try a fruitless one-sided exchange every few years. Except for the mission involving the Maid of Avalon, Tasain had never had a good look at it and dealt with it casually. Just left, how could it attract Scarlock so much attention.

But as he read the elven words on the paper, his calm expression changed slightly.

"The Phoenix King's court ministers Imric, Odd, and Teclis, accompanied by the Dragon Prince Edgar Maledis, Creon Teshunik, and the Sword Master of Hoth Ogosig..."

He squeezed the paper in his hand, gritted his teeth and glared, "Do they want to fight in Athel Loren?!"

Asrai does not pay attention to the affairs of other races, but he still pays close attention to the elven civil war.

Especially for the situation in Ulthuan, he has sent troops to support his cousin many times. He himself once helped Yris resist the Druzi invasion under Ariel's instructions.

The legendary hunter Skalok also hoped to rescue the trapped Eternal Queen when Druchi invaded Avalon. Not to mention that the King of the Forest hunted down Moras a thousand years ago and aimed the Wild Hunt at Ai in anger. Lyon feat.

But Aslay has completely cut off contact with the kingdom of Caledor, treating each other as air, and has never had any contact with it since the Great Schism.

When Ariel was cooking the Oak of Ages, Araloth, as the lord of Tarsain, was the de facto regent of Aslay. He asked about the kin who had the closest connection with Caledor.
"Does Dixon know about this?" "I don't know yet, but I don't recommend you to reveal this news. It may cause unnecessary trouble. It is best to let them hide in the Gray Mountains for a while."

Araloth smiled disdainfully. Of course he knew Imric's reputation over the years. He had been active in the Elven Civil War as a prince in the early days. The Battle of Fennuvar Plains completely announced the rise of Caledor, and the Great Holy War also made him famous. Through the old world.

But this was Athel Loren, and it was impossible to let the heir of an ancient family do what he wanted.

"I need to know Dexon's attitude. Their connection with the forest dragon is an indispensable force for Aslay. Once a conflict arises, they need to stand in the right position."

Seeing that the young woodland lord refused to listen to persuasion, Scarlock had no choice but to let the falcon deliver the news to Dexon, wondering whether to ask Queen Ariel to come forward.

He didn't think that the three prince-level embassies were really here to express condolences to Aslay's living situation.

Araloth invited the hunters to start a barbecue together. Compared to the flashy and exquisite Ulthuan food, and the Druzi food that seemed to be processed by black magic, the woodland lord preferred the traditional style of Athel Loren.

Sprinkle a handful of coarse salt on the roasted golden surface, apply some plant juice for seasoning, and wait quietly for the delicious food given by nature.

But Dixon arrived faster than expected. A forest dragon with horns and wings wrapped around leaves and vines suddenly landed in Tasain and arrived in the open space of the manor.

An elf wrapped in Aslay's rare steel scales hurried to the inner room and called loudly,

"Alaros, explain to me what is going on, what is the visit of Phoenix King's courtier Imrik! What is his purpose!"

Aralos reluctantly placed most of the roasted meat next to the campfire and walked out of the kitchen to greet the arrival of a dragon knight.
"Celest, I didn't expect that you would let the forest dragon come to Tarsain because of this kind of news."

Aslay, named Celest, was furious, but after careful observation, it was not difficult to see that he was using anger to cover up the fear in his heart.
"I hope that the Imric you are talking about is not the same Asur as the leader of the dragon tamer family and the dragon lord of Caledor. It just has the same name."

"Yes, that's the famous Imric, the prince and dragon lord of Caledor."

Celast cursed, "Damn it, is it possible that the crisis that the family thought they had avoided for thousands of years is going to happen today?"

He paid close attention to all the deeds about Imrik in the old world. When he came here, he quickly thought of several famous dragon princes who were resurrected in Kislev.

Both sides ushered in a turning point in their fate during the Battle of Longbeard. The difference was that Okacestes chose to rest in the Dragon Bone Wasteland with the dying dragon, passing away with the monarch Caledor II, and marking a glorious life. A perfect ending.

The Dykson family broke their oath and entered Athel Loren. This alone was enough to be remembered by the vengeful lords of the Dragon Tamer family for a lifetime.

After a brief period of panic and anger, Celast finally calmed down and said in a sincere tone,

"We need to work together, Lord Tathan - Araloth."

"That's why I'm looking for you. Eat your food first. Aslay needs to pay attention to every member of the tribe. This is Queen Ariel's rule, and it is also our destiny."

Aralos brought Celast to the kitchen together. Under his reluctant explanation, he vaguely understood why the Dragon Prince was in charge.

After hearing about the deeds of Occestes, Alaros curled his lips and sighed in disdain.

They are really a bunch of elves who take honor and oaths as a living, but instead of looking for trouble with the dwarves, they come to Athel Loren. Do they really think this is the Dragonspine Mountains?

(End of this chapter)