Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Draconir showed a relieved smile, shook his head and said with emotion,

"At first, I was disgusted with my father's decision. I thought that guarding the Dragon Bay was not something a prince should do. But after these two years of life, I also vaguely felt my father's painstaking efforts."

"I have lived in a palace since I was a child. It is difficult for me to understand the actual thoughts of common people. Perhaps after looking at the pages of gratifying reports, I mistakenly thought that Caledo was no longer suffering. For example, I have been busy recently at the Township Mutual Aid Chamber of Commerce. , the palace has issued a number of supporting subsidy policies, mainly to attract young people to enter the city, whether they are entering the military or industrial ranks, towns and villages where they are born can get many discounts."

"After the inflow of gold leaf coins, the financial situation will naturally improve, but the life of rural residents is the same as usual, or even worse. Young people who originally lived at home have moved to the city, leaving only the elderly and children behind. The lack of young labor force has left many It is difficult to send products out of the rugged and steep mountains, and it is also difficult for daily necessities from the outside world to flow in.

The mutual aid association will give priority to solving the problem of difficulty in the outflow of township products, and then build a supply chain to purchase necessary daily necessities from Chulong Bay and sell them at fair prices to the elderly and children in urgent need.

I had already completed a route with my caravan three months ago, and the situation was pretty good. If it develops according to the expected plan, perhaps in five years, a trade route connecting various towns will be officially established. Products that were difficult to see in remote areas in the past may be available within a few steps. "

Speaking of recent achievements, Draknir is not without pride. Compared with the countless honors his fathers received on the battlefield, he now hopes to focus more on the civilian class who made sacrifices due to the war.

Honor does not distinguish between occasions, and fighting for the living environment of the people is also a supreme honor.

Puzzled.

This is the first thought in Alishara's mind. As the brother of Prince Caledor, he actually leads the caravan to every corner of the kingdom in person? It seems too ridiculous.

She imagined that Draconir would have various attitudes towards becoming the guardian of Whelpling Bay. It might be that he was dissatisfied with his father and secretly formed a small group to try to resist the oppression of fate.

Or he is willing to obey the arrangement, hang out among the guards for a few years, and after giving his father a satisfactory answer, return to the palace and become the noble Prince of Caledor.

But I never thought that Draconir would actually enjoy it, using his status as a town guard to form an association to improve people's lives.

"Brother's behavior surprised me. Could it be Aunt Etila's influence on you? My father would never consider such things as mutual aid between villages and towns. I have been in the palace for a while, and the thing I heard most often is Various battle reports about the old world."

Speaking of their father, the brother and sister seemed to have a tacit understanding. Draconir shrugged helplessly and said,

"My father is not only busy fighting, but also busy preparing for war, and most of his court officials are the same. Among my birthday gifts, do you know what is the most precious thing?"

Alisala thought for a while. The heir's birthday gift should not be something superficial like gold leaf coins or a manor. The huge dragon palace is waiting for her brother to inherit. Why use such despicable items to demean the prince? Gift giver.

With curious eyes, she flexed her little finger and ring finger, leaving the remaining three fingers straight, "Could it be a magical dragon gun?"

Draconir shook his head. There was indeed an artifact, the Dragon Spear, which was a gift from the High Priest of Vaal, but what he coveted was the Star Lance, which was the weapon that the orthodox dragon prince should hold.

"No, guess again, I'll give you a hint. It's not weapons and armor."

If it’s not weapons and armor, then what else? You can’t just send a painting.

Alisala pretended to raise her lips and pouted, no longer pretending to be reserved, she pinched her brother's arm and shook it, saying in a coquettish tone,

"If you don't tell me, how will I know what valuables it is." Dracnir looked inexplicably intoxicated when his arm was shaken. He suddenly found that the pouting and coquettish Alisala was particularly cute. The feeling hidden in his blood seemed to be At this moment, a strong sense of intimacy arises spontaneously.

Is my sister such a cute thing...

The prince, who couldn't help but act coquettishly, told the answer,

"The head of Hell Disaster was sent personally by Davian, and was kept in the palace basement as a glorious trophy souvenir. I don't know how to describe them. They actually sent a newborn child. It's so cruel and cruel. A gift of value.”

When Alishara heard this, she suddenly stopped shaking her brother's arm. Although the plague of hell has been destroyed, every Asur still remembers the heinous crimes.

But even if it is a hell disaster with overwhelming hatred, it seems that cutting off the head as a gift should not be done. Maybe Druzi's mind is already dark, but after all, they are elves like Asul, and they should enter the gate of Nisu after death to get what they want. rest in peace.

She looked at it carefully, with a wry smile on her face, but in fact she was a little proud of her brother.

This wry smile was a mockery of the behavior of Davian and others, and the pride was that Caledor decapitated the plague of hell.

Perhaps the essence of the elder brother is the same as that of the father, but the Dragon Prince who stays at home seems too kind and does not want his father to become cold and indifferent when he gets older.

Draconir, who was in an intoxicated state, noticed that his sister's coquettish expression suddenly changed, and turned into a dignified one.

He was quite worried and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something hidden about the head of the Cataclysm of Hell?"

Alisala shook her head. Sure enough, it was still difficult for her to integrate into the Caledo family. Her mother did not want her to come into contact with Caledo too early. Perhaps she was worried that her young self would be influenced by her father and become a Caledo-carrying child. The eternal queen of style.

But it doesn't seem like there's anything bad about it...

This idea emerged from Alishara's mind. After hearing about the Hell Disaster heads as a gift, the coldness and bellicosity from the depths of her blood seemed to gradually awaken.

Why does the Eternal Queen stay in Avalon to mediate countless troublesome little things? Isn't the ruler of Assur more powerful than the Dragon Prince to lead Ulthuan back to glory and control the entire world?

The thought of this shocked her.

What's wrong with me? I actually want to initiate a war. The people of Avalon can't afford any war. We are the sons of Aisha and we deserve to enjoy peace forever.

In order to clear up the doubts in her heart, especially this inexplicable voice, Alisala mentioned something to her brother, something that had been bothering her for a long time.

"Brother, sometimes you hear some inexplicable sounds. The sounds are very hoarse, but also extremely low. I don't know what language they are in, but I know what they express."

Draconir was stunned for a moment, and his smiling face suddenly became extremely cold. He looked at his sister with extremely serious eyes.
  "I heard that, but you shouldn't be in this situation." (End of Chapter)