Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 906 Elsharion’s Joke

A few crows flying across the sky attracted Eltharion's attention. The watcher stared at the winged creature making a shrill cry in the distance, feeling a little strange in his heart.

Crows rarely appear in the warm and humid environment of Lothern. These noisy feathered beasts have important symbolic significance in Assur society and can usually only be seen in Nagaryth during non-war times.

The messengers of Morayog Heg often like to tell the fate of the Avengers in the shadows. After providing temporary help, at some point in the future, the listeners will pay a heavy price in return for this favor.

As Eltharion stared at him in ecstasy, Alao, who was wearing a white lion cloak next to him, was very curious.

"What's wrong? Could it be that I've been in the Badlands for too long and I'm a little unadapted to Lothern's superior natural environment."

"For military personnel, the environment is an operational consideration, not a life factor."

Elsharion, who was not good at talking, made Arao speechless for a while, thinking that the Watcher must be retaliating against him for not revealing the situation in the Southern Badlands along the way.

After all, the Yris reinforcements he led were always engaged in joint operations with a group of naval forces and basically did not participate in important battles.

But you can’t blame me. If I reveal any information, I will definitely be beaten to death by Sister Felice when I go back. Even if the resistance is successful, there are several more terrifying ones behind her...

Elsharion thought for a while, then told a joke he had just heard in a non-emotional tone.

Alaao roared angrily in his heart. I haven't seen a single change in your face on this journey. Even when you were in contact with your wife, the most you said was - oh, um, okay. You can be called a model of cold face.

"A young man in Lothern complained at work: 'The Phoenix King is really bad.' He was quickly caught by a White Lion Guard. The young man argued: 'I haven't said which Phoenix King, how can you Feel free to arrest me.'"

Prince Charis turned to ask about Eltharion. The terms of cooperation between Iris and Caledor are not few. In addition to Tyron Locke's special characteristics, he is the Dragon Court's strongest ally in Ulthuan. How does he feel about this matter?

Can you still tell jokes?

"This White Lion Guard should participate in drama performances. Five hundred years is enough time to become an artist."

But the national interest is another matter. When the teacher never came forward, many people maintained a wait-and-see attitude towards Dracnir, preparing to use this matter to determine the character of the future Prince of Caledor.

Moving his eyes away from the crow, Eltharion turned his head to look at the embarrassed Arao, knowing that it must be what he just said that made him not know how to respond.

Seeing Arao's smile, Elsharion thought that the atmosphere had relaxed a little and was no longer as serious as before, so he said smoothly,

"Do you think this matter... is a little subtle? Even if Finuba hopes to get the huge army and trade market under the Dragon Palace, with the teacher's character of being soft-willed and not tough, he only needs to actively cooperate with Caledor With his strategic plan, Ulthuan does not need to consider safety, and his position as Phoenix King will surely wait until he is called by God."

"The White Lion Guard stuffed the ax in the young man's mouth, telling him to shut up quickly, and roared: 'I have been in the Phoenix King's Court for five hundred years, don't I know which Phoenix King is bad!'"

"You said."

"What do you think about this matter, regarding the trial ceremony of Drachnir."

"Let me tell you a joke. I just heard it recently."

"It's hard for me to express my opinion." Arao shook his head hesitantly, presumably still struggling in his heart. He and Dracnir had studied martial arts under Berannar together, so they naturally supported this little brother emotionally.

Ara'opi smiled and catered to Eltharion. This joke was really...unique.

"He was too impatient. Even if Drachnir was judged to be a foreigner, no one would dare to do anything to Imrik's only descendant. This is more terrifying than doing something to him himself.

Other than having a reason to declare war on Caledor, it's hard for me to guess the real purpose. "Essarion spoke out his analysis in a nonchalant manner. This was the conclusion he came to after discussing it with his father one night, but he always believed that there was no possibility.

What strength did the Phoenix Court have to declare war on the Dragon Court? Could it be that they thought that with thousands of Phoenix guards, they could disperse Caledor's proud army? Until Cosqui shows his support, even Etain's most outstanding navy may only be able to stop outside Young Dragon Bay.

Of course, everything must be considered in the worst direction. The person who went to Lothern this time was not Morarion, but Eltharion, which is enough to show that Yris is already preparing to deal with a storm.

The same is true for Charis. The trial ceremony is just to fill the attendance quota and give the queen face. How to protect himself in the chaotic situation and even find some benefits is what the prince should consider most.

Alaao nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that the thoughts of Yiris and his son were similar to his and his grandfather's.

Grandfather also believed that this trial ceremony might cause a series of changes, so he was seizing the time to sell off the rough-processed furs in the warehouse in exchange for necessary war supplies.

Prince Charis stared at the shining lighthouse in the distance. The magnificent building that symbolized the glory of the Phoenix Court seemed so majestic in the past, but now it seemed a little ironic.

Alaao said silently, "But we definitely need to show an attitude in the end..."

After hearing this, Elsharion smiled. Although the corners of his mouth were only slightly raised, it was indeed a smile.

"In predicting the outcome, you've made the choice accordingly."

"That's true." Arao shook his head helplessly, thinking that he was still a little young, thinking of clichés but in the end his thoughts were guessed.

Eltharion stopped smiling. He had already seen the Lothern Sea Guards greeting him. Compared to the enthusiastic Etain Standing Army in his impression, the Sea Guards who appeared in front of the Watchers had a little more anxiety and uneasiness.

"It seems that the joke just said is correct. Many people's attitude towards the Phoenix King has become more and more subtle..."

The Watcher took the lead and headed towards the Lothern Sea Guards, leaving only Arao with a bitter look on his face, whispering,

"I just hope there won't be too much trouble. Charis finally has a chance to develop, but he can't stand the trouble."

After entering the city, it was not the Lothern nobles who received the two important guests. Instead, the maid from Avalon took on this responsibility and led the visitors to the queen's palace.

Arao was very unfamiliar with the maids of Avalon. He had little contact with the senior officials of various countries in Ulthuan. He had more experience fighting monsters in the mountains all year round than visiting the palaces of various countries.

If placed elsewhere, he could only be regarded as an unsociable military noble.

But the maid would not neglect the prince. Her beautiful face showed a smile, her eyes were shining with charm, and she asked Alaao, who was observing her all the way,

"Prince Arao, do you have any instructions?"

Arao, who has an iron will, loves white lions far more than women. He turned a blind eye to the maid's advances, rubbed his chin and thought,

"No, I'm just curious about the difference between the maids of Caledor and Avalon. Sister Phyllis pointed at a group of dragon princes and yelled at the idiots, but no one dared to say anything.

After meeting you, I suddenly realized why. "

"Why?"

"Because her grandfather is the head of the noble council, and there are four high-ranking dragon princes in the family. They dare to treat Lord Masno as brother and sister at the wine table.

This shows that even if you are a maid, you must have a deep background, otherwise you can only guide others. "

The iron-headed boy's realization caused the maid to roll her eyes, and Elsharion couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth in laughter.

It feels like this young man does look a bit like an old friend and student, and the feeling of blocking people inadvertently is almost exactly the same.

(End of this chapter)