Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 903 A makeshift team

For some political purposes, this trial held in the name of God will be witnessed by many families in Ulthuan.

Ulthuan, which had no news for a while, became troubled because of the Caledor family's commotion again.

Many people were curious about whether Prince Drachnir, who was attending in his father's stead, would admit the sin of believing in alien gods and ask for forgiveness from Asuryan and the Phoenix King.

Tyron Locke's team was supposed to go straight to Lothern from the port of Tal Anlock, but a mother who cares about her child would not pay attention to the so-called political influence.

The old prince's will established Drachnir as the first heir. Your trial is not only against the Caledor family, but also against Bel Keck.

The anxious Adila got rid of the traveling team as quickly as possible and used the magic teleportation array to rush to the palace immediately.

I thought my child should take this matter seriously, so I was in the conference room discussing how to deal with it with a few senior people.

But he never thought that when he returned home, he would find that something big had happened. Draconir was secretly busy opening a newspaper.

Draconir, who was caught red-handed in the city hall, awkwardly told the mayor that he was in an emergency now and would talk about opening a newspaper dedicated to introducing the customs and customs of various parts of the world next time when he had time.

Draconir, who couldn't laugh or cry about this, could only comfort his mother, are you preparing to go to Lothern to fight a full-scale war?

Of course, going home is not teleporting to the main hall of the palace. After a burst of white light, two figures appeared in the green garden of the Dragon Palace.

The mayor was very sensible and said that His Royal Highness should be busy first. I will find someone to deal with this matter privately. Major matters of the family and country are important, so I don't bother the palace to worry about small things.

By the way, there is also Tie Lang. He has been drinking wine and doing nothing in the palace finances every day. He must come forward this time... and..."

This comfort only aroused Adila's dissatisfaction. She has been bullied to the extreme, and she still wants to seek peace? You are my son!

"Do you still know how to organize manpower?" The angry Adila subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to pinch the pointed ears of the disobedient child, but considering the uncomfortable situation, she could only put her hand down.

Adila announced all the people who could be mobilized, just like naming a dish. After learning that Béranal had returned to the White Tower of Hos, her mother felt that her magic power was insufficient, and it might be necessary to hire a second-generation Slann. When you go out to help, there must be no risk.

"Don't worry too much. Even if there is an emergency and Fenuba is ready to attack me, Aunt Alarielle will definitely intervene. The worst result is that I will be placed under the joint control of the Phoenix King and the Eternal Queen."

Just this large group of people, plus the second-generation Slan who is always protected by the temple guards, may be targeted by the magic turret before they reach the Emerald Gate.

Dracnir, who was blocked by the door, smiled and said to Adira, who was cold-eyed and crossed her chest,

"Mother, why did you come so fast? I was just preparing to organize the manpower."

Adila, who had no intention of paying attention to the growth status of the flowers, had no interest in the garden carefully tended by the maid. She just wanted to know the child's thoughts quickly and put forward a few points that needed attention.

After a burst of magic fluctuations, the prince, who came and went freely, disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant as if he was strolling through the multi-layered protection of the city hall in his own backyard.

There are also Minas Nir and Ingersoth. The duty of the Flameborn knights led by Creon is to protect the royal family. Now they are involved in the play of a group of brats. They must be returned to the palace immediately.

Apparently Draconir also noticed the crowd of onlookers, held his mother's wrist and said, "Let's talk about it when we go home."

"Your father will definitely not be able to come forward now. Most of the high-prestige dragon princes are not in Ulthuan. No matter what the Phoenix Court is planning to do, I think Wycliffe must go with him.

"No, I will never accept this situation. Caledor will not accept it, and Tyron Locke will not accept it. If there is a fight, it is impossible for Etain's weak troops to stop the eastward advancing army.

There's no need for Elion to worry. As long as Gilgalion dares to cross the Eagle Gate, I'll rip off his head and feed it to Minas Nir! "

The stubborn mother left Drachnir speechless. As long as she was involved, the always calm female prince Tyrannroc would definitely turn into a beast protecting her cubs. Stab my son with a toothpick? Raise your hand and chop off your head with the sword.

After thinking for a while, Draconir came up with an idea. The old lady must think that the more entourage the better, but what really matters is a person who can sit on the stage.

"How about asking Grandpa Randy to return to China? I believe that his presence will definitely deter some small tricks."

Adila thought for a while and thought it was barely feasible, and finally nodded with difficulty.

"Sir Randy is indeed the best candidate, but Iron Wolf must also come together. What are Davian's recent arrangements? Does he have time to return to Ulthuan?"

"I think so. I'll contact you later."

In this way, after many urgings from the female prince of another country, a makeshift army gathered in the Dragon Palace.

Davian, who had just returned to the palace with magic from the dark place, was as tired as a dead dog. He leaned on the wall and panted heavily, and did not forget to raise his head and ask Adira,

"You, what about the life and death crisis you mentioned?"

Davian's dragon armor, covered in mud and stench, made Adira frown slightly.

It can be seen that the Dragon Prince has just experienced a hard battle, and he received the order from the palace before it was even over. He immediately worked with the mage group to use the teleportation array to return to the palace.

But what kind of hard battle can there be in Dragonbone Wilderness that can make a dragon prince become so embarrassed.

Mr. Randy, who was standing by, noticed the Dragon Prince who had just appeared. Without waiting for Adila's reply, he gave Davian his elder's instructions.

"Davian, this is the palace. Let's get rid of the stench on your body first, and then we can discuss travel matters."

After the old man's instructions, Davian looked at Adira with a hint of resentment. It must have been the reception that year that made this woman hold a grudge. What a cruel female prince.

Iron Wolf, who couldn't stand it anymore, raised his palm, and a blazing flame instantly engulfed Davian. After some unpleasant black smoke, the glorious dragon armor soon appeared.

As long as you don't pay attention to the dragon prince who is still holding the wall and panting, this dragon armor is still very majestic.

Iron Wolf, who smelled the black smoke, pinched his nose without concealment, his eyes were full of disgust, and he waved his palms in front of him.

"Are you rolling in a poop? The smell is worse than a rat carcass that has been there for half a month."

Davian, who also smelled the stench, also pinched his nose and complained,

"I would rather fight with a group of Pestilen rats than deal with the ogres and hobgoblins at the Bay of Pigs. The smell on their bodies...

Let me describe it this way: when you are enjoying the killing spree on the battlefield, a group of Nurgle demons suddenly appear. Their appearance only makes you sick, and you want to end it as soon as possible. "

As he spoke, Davian's face turned green as he seemed to recall something, and he couldn't help but make a sound of retching from his throat.

Apparently the experience in Pig Bay Town impressed the Dragon Prince deeply.

(End of this chapter)