Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

The story goes back to not long ago. In order to see his beloved niece, the Phoenix King forced Oliveira to let the logistics officers return to Lothern to report on the legion's situation.

This made Filonia very dissatisfied. She thought her uncle was too protective. The Lauren Forest was very safe. Everyone was young and had common topics.

Unlike the Phoenix Court which is lifeless, the things discussed every day are various policies.

So Imrik was very sad to see his niece's sour face when she saw His Majesty, and he thought the child had changed.

"Your Majesty, the Respected Phoenix King, on behalf of..."

Imrick waved his hand, asking his niece to stop calling him that harsh name.

"Filonina, I haven't seen you for a while. Did you bring any gifts for your uncle?

It has been five years since the last letter. Can you bear to see your uncle being ignored and neglected in the royal court?"

"..." Filonia was speechless. Please give me back the former Dragon Prince, not a Phoenix King who completely let himself go after reaching the pinnacle of power.

"Uncle, Phyllis...can my sister tolerate the way you speak?"

Imrick subconsciously glanced to his side and found that the maid was frowning, obviously dissatisfied with the Phoenix King's remarks.

"Who knows, but I'm the Phoenix King, so whatever I say is right."

"..." Filonia, still speechless, shook her head and took out an exquisite crystal from her bag. The whole crystal was green, and an extremely agile nightingale was soaring into the sky.

She handed the gift to her uncle. "This is the work of the Lauren Lauren artisans. I have to say that being away from Ulthuan does lead to a unique artistic style..."

Imrick was a little puzzled as he played with the Nightingale Crystal in his hand, "Although I don't like birds, since it's a gift from you, I will definitely put it in the most conspicuous place in the Phoenix Court.

Remind those who have no memory of their elders to return to Ulthuan once in a while."

Phyllis snatched the crystal from the Phoenix King's hand, rubbed the soft lines on the surface with her fingers, and nodded secretly.

“It’s really good, and it feels natural… But next time you give him a gift, you’d better find him a broken Norse axe that you captured, or a smelly horn of a beastman.

This kind of thing... hehe."

The obvious sarcasm made Imrick speechless, and he waved his hand perfunctorily: "I don't want to waste time studying artistic styles. Look at that kid Davion, he is busy entertaining Alfonso's assignments every day.

Besides, I am the Phoenix King, so it is normal that I don’t understand art.”

"..." Phyllis was even more speechless. According to the tradition of Caledo, those who become the Phoenix King do not understand art.

Imrick coughed twice and focused his attention on his niece: “The reason why I asked you to come back was actually because of Ode’s request... Of course, when I first heard about this, my reaction was to kill Alao.

But think about it, you are not young anymore, and your uncle may have considered my opinion and did not arrange a marriage for you. What do you think of Alao?"

"Arao?" Filonia smiled, a strange smile.

"He's just a brainless idiot. He talks about fighting like a warrior and ruling the kingdom in the most just way, but he's not good at taking action and can't even study... He even wants to follow your example and make Chrace strong and prepare to train a large-scale army of beasts... But he doesn't even understand the types of beasts. He just stares at a few lions all day long.

besides……"

The chattering girl made Imrik and Phyllis look at each other. They realized that she was just being stubborn and didn't dare to express her feelings, so they used belittling methods to distance themselves from her.

"Ahem." Phyllis reminded, "Filonina, it seems that you have a good impression of Alao... Prince Ode has raised this matter with your uncle, and your grandfather's attitude is led by Imrik."

"Yeah." Imrick nodded slightly, "So I thought, since we are going to get married, we might as well do it together. You and Alaao, Davian and Althea, Elvis and Marest... Damn, I hate the name Asrai."

"She is Ainir."

"There's no difference. They all grow from trees." After complaining, Imrick explained to his niece, "I'm very busy... Of course, the main reason is that I don't want to bother hosting too many weddings. The wedding of Draknir and Gladys made me realize that even if I am a master on the battlefield and have won countless honors, I am still not good at blessing things."

Filonia complained.

"Perhaps you are too happy? After all, Draconir is your only offspring. It's like a young dragon in your family suddenly learning to fly. You are so excited that you can't speak."

"No, I'm just not good at wedding blessings. Don't try to confuse concepts with family ties." Imrik scolded the little girl for always ruining things. If someone else said this, I would tear his bones apart.

"Let's get back to the point. If you have some feelings for Alao and think he is a reliable person, I will agree to Odd's request... Of course, you can't join the White Lion Family, otherwise I will kill Alao."

"How could that be?" Filonia shook her head and smiled bitterly. Her surname would not change easily. After all, she was one of the major nobles in Kalede.

"So, what's your answer?"

Imrik felt a little uneasy. On the one hand, he hoped that his niece could find a reliable partner, but on the other hand, he felt reluctant. Thinking of the student's ugly face, he wanted to beat him up.

"I agree. There's nothing to argue about. Although Arao is a little stupid, he has good character. He always plays with the white lion and the children..."

The chattering girl began to protect the image of her future partner, which made Imrick unhappy.

"Alright...but I'm going to test Arao's mind first. If he's even slightly false about this, I'm going to tear his enchanted skeleton apart piece by piece."

The maid rolled her eyes and complained, "You just asked me how I could tell Filonia about Alao's merits, but now you want to tear him down."

“Because I am the Phoenix King, I can do whatever I want.

Also, tell Elvis to bring Marest to Lothern. I need to see the princess of As...Ainir."

"How will you notify me?"

"It doesn't matter whether you come on horseback, by boat, or by bird."

The angry Phoenix King caused the two ladies to sigh. They couldn't take care of their own children, so now they had to worry about the marriages of other families.

Maybe I should take some time to talk to Adila and ask her to keep an eye on her husband's mouth to avoid him being speechless every time he meets acquaintances. (End of this chapter)