Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

The battle between the two heirs' guards lasted for a long time, and Miyama deliberately retained his strength. When Iron Wolf called for a fake match, the maid's defeat was not too embarrassing, and she barely managed to parry hundreds of times.

Saviara's heartbeat was extremely fast, and her physical strength was exhausted from the long and intense running.

She tried to find a flaw in Mishan again and again, but no matter how slow this human's movements were, and his movements of swinging the halberd were extremely clumsy, like a recruit holding a weapon for the first time, he still didn't find the slightest chance.

Both arms were already very sore due to the continuous battles. The solid oak shield had hundreds of scratches under the attack of the halberd. The sharp wind when the air-breaking spear was swung was far less than what it was at the beginning.

But she didn't want to admit defeat. Even though she was covered in sweat, a few strands of hair were stuck to her forehead, and she began to feel powerless all over her body, she still didn't want to lose.

The Maid of Avalon will not lose to anyone, and she is eager to prove it.

But subjective consciousness will always be broken by external forces. Feeling bored, Mishan hooked his shield with his halberd, and under the surprised gaze of the maid, he directly swung an old fist and hit the beautiful face.

But after all, Miyama is still a person who loves romance, and it is impossible for him to really swing his fist on the maid's face.

When the maid felt that her eyelashes seemed to have touched the rough fist, the wind stopped.

"Okay, I should be considered a winner."

Mishan's words made the maid's heart tremble a little, and she lost again...

In the past, Avalon was raided by Druchi, putting Her Majesty in a desperate situation, which had already caused great embarrassment to the maids.

And this time we lost to a human again. Even though we had prepared in advance, we still felt deeply humiliated. Haven't we done enough...

Alisara, sensing the maid's emotions, hurriedly came to the center of the field, hurriedly took Mishan's hand, pressed it back to its original position, and eagerly observed whether Sylviala was injured.

Mishan shrugged and retracted his fist, then threw the halberd, passing the corner of Iron Wolf's laughing mouth, and inserted it straight into the wooden stake.

He glared at his old friend, feeling that something was going to happen later.

Iron Wolf gave a comforting look, "What could happen? You are the person Imric trusts most. Draknir was targeted by the Phoenix Court before. In the temple of Dragonspine Mountain, at first, except for Minasni, Well, you are the only guard.

Just by beating up the little queen, Imric might have considered it to be the teachings of his elders. If it had been someone else, he might have been thrown into the crater.

Iron Wolf, who was having fun, thought about it for a while, and finally contacted Dracnir and asked him to come over quickly, otherwise it would be awkward to get along with the little queen.

He didn't want to look at the hypocritical face, saying that even though he failed, it was still an honor, and he would have more opportunities to contact him in the future.

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On the other side, Lonka, who was inspecting the specialties of the Northern Territory of the Empire, had a sudden change of expression, as if he had eaten Nurgle soup.

Alisala came to Dragon Bay?
  Draconir didn't know much about this sister. They only spent some time together in Lothern when they were eight years old. At that time, the two were busy playing on their own and did not feel that the other was important. Although because of the Phoenix King's edict, he lived in seclusion with Minas Nir in the Dragonspine Mountain Temple for a long time. During this period, the dragon taught magic and Mi Shan taught martial arts, and he knew very little about the outside world.

But he still had some understanding of Alissara, who was a perfect fit for the heir to the throne of Avalon. She was exactly like Aunt Alarielle, dignified and quiet, and deeply in love with every Asur.

He grabbed his hair irritably, thinking that Alisara's coming here must not be a good thing. Instead of sticking to his father in the palace, he went to Young Dragon Bay to meet his brother who had hidden his identity. There must be something weird in it.

Telling Iron Wolf that he would be there immediately, the prince said hello to the captain, saying that a friend came to the village and he might need to entertain him a little in the past two days. If Sir Morica asked, he would ask for leave on his behalf.

The captain made a gesture of agreement. Compared with patrolling in the town guard, the township mutual aid chamber of commerce chaired by Longka is undoubtedly more valuable. Friends in this village may just want to inspect the situation on the spot and hand over the items produced at home to the chamber of commerce.

Draconir hurried to the training ground without changing his protective gear. He cast an invisibility spell and an acceleration spell on himself, and rushed to Alishara's location as quickly as possible.

I just hope that those two unreliable human elders will not take advantage of his sister for fun. He has suffered a lot at the hands of Iron Wolf, thinking that he can aspire to Caledor by relying on the magic swordsman inheritance taught by Beranal. The throne of the leader of the magic swordsmen.

But in the end, he was brutally taught by the Iron Wolf. The extremely hot flaming sword, and even now the wound on his abdomen still hurts vaguely, reminding Drachnir how terrifying the magic swordsman who usually seems to be an alcoholic is.

Lonka hurriedly opened the training ground door, thinking that the two sides were still fighting, but when he actually arrived, he was dumbfounded.

The maid holding the spear seemed to be accepting Mishan's guidance. Her nodding movements from time to time showed that she had benefited a lot, and she looked very harmonious.

Iron Wolf and Alisala, who were sitting nearby, were chatting and laughing, and there was no tense situation.

Seeing a man wearing simple protective gear enter, Alisara focused her attention on him, with doubts in her eyes. After hesitating for a while, she asked tentatively,
  "Brother Draconir?"

After taking off his helmet, Draconir released the disguising spell on his face. After a burst of subtle white light, he revealed a face that was eighty-like similar to his parents. The Prince of Caledor, who inherited the excellent bloodlines from both sides, would not be disfigured when it came to his face. Defeated by any prince known throughout Ulthuan for his beauty.

"Yes, it's me, Alisala...sister?"

Hearing the same hesitant tone as hers, Alisala covered her mouth and laughed. As expected, her brother was a little dumbfounded, just like the rumors said.

If it were his father, he would have decided on the title right away. He was definitely not like Drachnir, and would have considered the other person's thoughts.

"Yes, it's me, your sister Alisara."

Drachnir breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Alishara would not recognize his blood identity and meet him as a little queen.

The prince, who was holding up his helmet, walked over and stood between Iron Wolf and Alishara. He kept squeezing the guard beside him, telling him to go away and not disturb the warm scene of the brother and sister meeting.

The angry Iron Wolf gave the prince a big slap on the head. I have taught all the experience I have learned in my life to you, a brat. I should be considered a half-teacher, but now I have forgotten the teacher when I see my sister. It is really Deserve a fight.

The fun-loving Iron Wolf hung up Dracnir's neck and made a move that was difficult for others. He smiled and looked at the strange-looking little queen, and finally came to the topic.
  "So why are you looking for Draconir? I forgot to mention it before. Mishan and I are also responsible for instructing His Highness in magic and martial arts. We are half teachers." (End of Chapter)