Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 787 Preparations before leaving
  Everything is on track. The Fengxiao City military exercise ended perfectly. The two countries fully exchanged their experiences in the simulated confrontation and look forward to continuing to do so next time.

After Alisara learned that the call in her heart came from a strange god, her thoughts seemed to become more intense. Without her mother's knowledge, she began to secretly learn martial arts and all necessary knowledge from the dragon prince stationed in Avalon.

Drakenir's township mutual aid association was very successful. Today, in the Dragon's Back Mountains, a caravan can often be seen traveling around, allowing wealth to circulate in the kingdom.

Adila also secured her position as the female prince, and occupied two seats in the War Council. Just from the beginning, she had already gained unlimited power.

Imrik, on the other hand, was thinking of seizing the time. Malekith might be about to return from the Demon Realm of Chaos, but the return of the Dragon Horn was still far away.

I have been staying in Ulthuan these years, mainly to observe the Phoenix King's movements. The Tai brothers' efforts to assist him seem to have only made him more mediocre. As before, they stay in the palace all year round to conduct research, or to hold meetings. Patrolling the Inland Sea as One Piece.

Knowing that further provoking the Phoenix King might have the opposite effect, Imric chose to recall his son, who had been a guard at Whelpling Bay for five years.

The prince entered the palace again, this time very naturally. He greeted familiar people and asked about the recent situation and whether he needed help.

Even if he received a polite answer, the prince still said sincerely that if something comes up in the future, he will naturally not refuse it and will definitely be able to solve it.

Looking at Draconir's high-spirited appearance, his father was quite satisfied. His son was more confident than before. When he stayed in the palace before, the people he often came into contact with were too dazzling, which made him dare not look directly at his own advantages. Instead, he uses kindness that is different from his own and others as psychological comfort, which is the value of his existence.

Before the child could greet him, his father had already spoken, "I have also heard about the township mutual aid association. You did a good job. I am proud of you, Draconir."

"Father..." Draconir felt his eyes wet for some reason. He crawled silently in the Dragon's Back Mountains for several years, trying his best to improve the living conditions for Caledon Ziming. Among them, there was no lack of responsibilities that belonged to the ruler, and some of them should be attributed to the imagination. Father's appreciation.

The father stepped down from the throne and silently patted the child on the shoulder to express encouragement.

He wanted to try his best to set an example for his children, but he always felt dissatisfied. In the end, he could only choose to remain silent.

Drachnir lowered his head and wiped his tears for only a short moment, then randomly raised his head to look at his father. His eyes were clearer and firmer than any time in Imric's memory.

"Father, are you going to the old world?"

"Has your mother told you?"

"Well, mother told me that once you think the time is right, you will let me take over the name of Caledor."

These words seemed to be his last words, but they did not arouse Imrik's disgust. Instead, he felt a little emotional. He wanted to raise his hand to touch the child's little head, but found that the child was already as tall as him, and he didn't know where to place his hand.

He was obviously a little kid not long ago, so why did he grow up so fast...

The palm on Drachnir's face hesitated for a long time, and finally fell.

"Well, you will eventually take over the name of Caledor from me, just as I took over from your grandfather."

Draconir stubbornly denied it and said firmly,

"No, it's different. My grandfather's fate will not happen again to my father."

Warriors must be determined to die at any time. Those who raise swords should be prepared to risk being cut by the reverse blade. Adira and I are willing to make sacrifices for you...

Imrik did not say these words in his heart. In front of Drachnir, he was a father, not a warrior, and Adira was always a nagging old mother, not a heroine galloping on the battlefield.

He took off the fire dragon crest ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and under Draconir's bewildered gaze, he raised his left hand and put it on in the same position.    "Then let me see what you can do."

"This..." The child was very frightened. This act of expressing his last words reminded him of his grandfather Aizhuo. Before leaving, he still remembered his grandfather asking about his relationship with the object. After getting a satisfactory answer, he said with a smile Running to Nagaryth with a smile.

It was a nightmare that often occurred late at night. Every time I thought about it, I felt extremely distressed. Why didn't I persuade my grandfather to stay, or let some familiar elders of the Dragon Prince go with me?

If he had worked harder, his grandfather's fate would have changed, and he would not have died in a foreign country. How could the endless honor brought by his sacrifice be compared to the grief of his relatives.

"Don't think too much. I am different from Azrael. He wants to die. I am waiting for your wedding to Gladys. Your grandfather did not witness your birth. Since you think fate will not happen again, then Try to make it happen.”

A smiling Imric entrusted the child with some important items, including the Dragon Horn, the most important symbol of Prince Caledor. If anyone doubted whether the prince could act on his behalf, this would be for the best. prove.

Adira will guide her son to take charge of government affairs, and the army will be managed by Trevicorn and Wycliffe. If a dragon is needed to help, the dragon saddle matching Ingersoll is already ready.

The villain Mazov said that he would be loyal to Prince Caledor, but the prerequisite is that the residents of Qingyan Port are treated as human beings, not slaves.

Imric is still very confident about this. Unlike himself, a prince who started his career in war, Drachnir will be a wise king, a blood descendant who is deeply loved by all races under the rule of Caledor. .

Before summoning Mishan back to the court and heading off to the Old World, the Dragon Prince made a trip to Vaal's Anvil with the revered legendary dragon Minasnil to meet an old friend.

It was the familiar volcano crater again, and the roiling heat wave when the dragon plopped into the magma bath. Imric stepped across the shaky suspension bridge, looked at the white-haired blind blacksmith who had been preparing for a long time, and smiled,

"I originally thought of going to Athel Loren to invite you in person, but I didn't expect you to come to Caledor on your own initiative."

The white-haired blind blacksmith also smiled. When he returned here after many years, he found that many things had changed. The priests no longer needed to use their vitality to carve runes, and an effective rune magic system was being re-established.

This may be the thing that Dess wants to see the most. After all, the priests who stabbed themselves in the eyes are all Aisha's children.

Dais turned his gaze to the black dragon diving into the magma and said with a hint of surprise,
  "Before coming to Caledor, I never imagined that the changes would be so drastic, but without exception they are all good things. You are right, Minas Nir is far more powerful than my father."

A huge, ferocious head emerged from the black dragon, and hot red magma was sliding down from between its horns and scales. It was as terrifying as the appearance of a mythical evil dragon.

"My father is far more powerful than me. This is always the case, Val. As for whether Caledor has become better, don't forget that you are blind and cannot see all this."

Lao Mi, who had witnessed the gods with his own eyes, was no stranger to Val. He had had some interactions with him when he was under the dragon tamer.

But the purpose of this trip is not to reminisce about the past.

Minas Nir used magic to form an invisible sharp blade, endured the severe pain, and slashed it through his mouth. A huge dragon tooth had already moved away from its original position.

The anti-gravity magic sent the dragon tooth to the open space around the dark temple. Minas Nir plopped and dived back into the magma, seemingly a little emotional.

Imrik, who couldn't laugh or cry at Lao Mi's behavior, came to Dais, looked at the dragon tooth that was as big as two people with him, and asked,
  "How, can Minas Nil's dragon teeth successfully forge a dragon horn?"

Dais nodded and stroked the perfect dragon tooth like pure white marble with his hand. If Khazar Eranos did not symbolize the entire concept of the Caledor dragons, perhaps Minas Nir alone would , are enough to reproduce the glory of the legendary dragon horn.

"That's enough. It's much better than expected. It even makes me a little excited. Let's start forging a new dragon horn."

(End of this chapter)