Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

Chapter 123 Meaning
After killing the last Cold One knight, Imrik was about to find something valuable from them, but suddenly there was a roar of a dragon from the place where Alarielle was hiding, and a pillar of flame shot out of it. Appear.

Hastily ran back in from the clearing, yelling, "Alarielle, hold on!"

When I ran to the position of Alariri, I saw her holding the dragon fire sword in both hands, looking at the several Du Luqi who had been roasted into charcoal in front of her with dull eyes, and the affected trees also turned into scorched black balls. Obviously she was frightened by the huge power of the Dragon Fire Sword.

After seeing that she was fine, Imrik breathed a sigh of relief. You can still be a legendary lord like this?Even after killing a few cannon fodder, his eyes were dull.

Walking to her side, first patted her on the shoulder, then circled around her for a while, and found that nothing was wrong, he shook his hand in front of her, "I'm back to my senses."

Alarielle, who was reminded by Imrik's pat on the shoulder, shook her body, with a very reluctant smile on her face, "I'm fine."

Seeing her forced smile and pale face, Imrik understood what was going on, "The first time to kill someone?"

"Ah."

While talking, the smell of scorched flesh was blown into Alarielle's nose with the breeze, making her feel a strong nausea and dizziness, and handed the dragon fire sword to Imrik, He covered his mouth and squatted down and began to retch.

Imrik, who took over the Dragon Fire Sword, did not activate the taunting mode as usual, but patted her on the back lightly to ease her discomfort, "We always have such a process, from not adapting to adapting. "

After retching for a while, Alarielle wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with her hands. As an heir, she lived in a tightly guarded palace since she was a child. Except for the necessary communication, she hardly saw too many In reality, for her, war may appear more in books and poems.

Books and poems will only praise Azul's bravery and fearlessness, but no one will talk about the blood and stench. She had seen Imrik's killing before, and she had tried her best to restrain this disgusting feeling, but after personally killing this After a few elves, the depression during this period seemed to erupt in an instant, the fall of Avalon, the maid who accompanied him, the massacred people, and the escape along the way...

"You are the Eternal Queen and the spiritual leader of Azul, don't show this easily in front of people."

Hearing Imrik's teachings to her, Alarielle nodded and said she understood. Although the ages of the two were similar, and even the succession time was only a month apart, it may be that their growth experiences were too different. When it comes to such emergencies, Imrik handles them much better than himself.

"I'm fine, we need some means to deal with Du Luqi's reconnaissance." While speaking, the Eternal Queen had stood up, her eyes were no longer as confused as before, but became clear and firm.

Seeing that she had begun to regain some confidence, Imrik knew that she should start to face up to the fact that Avalon was attacked, otherwise, based on the previous bad look, even if he rescued her back to Caledor, Also just a vase.

"Tell me what you think."

"The lands of Avalon have a strong bond with the Everqueen, and I can harness their power."

Just when Imrik thought that the Eternal Queen in front of him was ready to make a big move to wake up eighteen ancient treants and directly kill Druzzi Wushuang, and was a little happy, he only heard her say.

"I can use magic to make some birds help us observe Drucci's movements."

Sighing, Prince Long didn't say anything, and gave her a disappointed look.

Turn around and let Alarielle follow me, and find something useful. Sure enough, counting on this unreliable queen is an extremely stupid idea. I can sense the movement of the enemy from far away, your little bird scout After arriving, whether you can come back to report is a big problem.

Back at the battle location with the Cold One knight, Imrik picked up the Messer knife of a fear knight and waved it casually. It is also necessary to find an off-hand weapon for Alarielle's self-defense.

Then he took out the thick leather armor from the dread knight's armor, handed it to Alarielle, and said, "Put it on, this thing can provide a little protection."

To be honest, Alarielle was a little bit against this thing. In order to be able to ride that mindless mount, Cold One knights often have a lot of smell on their bodies, but seeing Imrik's impatient expression, he knew that he was not joking. You can only put this leather armor on.

Then Imrik continued to check if there was anything that could be used. The armor on the Knight of the Cold One was made of stainless steel and black magic. It was very thick. If Alarielle put it on, it would affect his walking The speed, so he tore off the black cloak and handed it to her.

"This thing can cover up some traces, you put it away yourself."

Seeing that it’s almost time, and counting the time, other people should have noticed the situation here soon, and finally picked up some dry food and put it in the bag, and then saw that Alarielle was still trying to use magic to communicate with the birds, Imric He grabbed her hand.

"Stop trying your broken spells, we'll cross the river here."

After walking for 10 minutes, I finally arrived at the river where I heard the slight gurgling sound just now. When I saw it with my own eyes, the flow of water was much larger than expected.

Imrik touched his chin. The river was much more turbulent than he had imagined, so he squatted down and said without turning his head, "Come on, I'll carry you over."

When did our Dragon Prince suffer this kind of humiliation, and actually want to squat down and carry a woman across the river, thinking silently in his heart, it is all tasks, all tasks, this is the arrangement of the ancestors who tamed the dragon, it is not shameful.

Alarielle, who was still frowning and thinking about how to cross the river, was a little surprised to see Imric willing to help.

It is not an easy task for the Dragon Prince to squat down, especially if he carries himself on his back, then he is a head taller than him. Although this has no practical significance, it is simply too much for the arrogant Caledonian. Somewhat unbelievable.

Feeling the queen leaning against his body, a few strands of long hair scattered in front of his eyes, making his nose itchy, and blowing the strands of long hair away with his breath, Imric held her lower body with the heroic spear, After feeling all right, he said, "Hurry up, I can't guarantee that you will have any excellent experience on the back of the dragon."

"It should be no different from riding a horse." Alarielle put her hands around Imrik's neck, hugged him tightly, and then replied in a similar tone.

"Come to Caledor if you have time, I'll find a flying horse to take you over the crater of the Dragon's Back Mountain Range, and you will know the benefits of riding a dragon." As he spoke, Imrik stood up and started to walk towards the river. go.

"Maybe you should really change your tone when you have time, aren't you afraid of being beaten?"

"It doesn't matter. Those who can say I can't beat me, and those who can beat me can't say I can't. Caledo lacks everything, but he doesn't lack fighters. Whoever refuses to accept me can lead someone to convince him physically."

As he spoke, Imrik had already stepped into the river with one foot, and felt that the water was a bit cool. This temperature may be just right for him, but it is not the case for Alariel, after all, her body There are still some poison residues.

After thinking about it, let the heart of the dragon start beating, which will greatly increase the temperature of his body, which should have some effect on Alarielle on his back.

After the sun had set, the two decided to find a suitable place to start camping. Reasonable rest could ensure a more efficient journey. Blindness is not a characteristic that a qualified fighter should have.

Imrik didn't light a bonfire, and it wasn't a good idea to start a bonfire when Druzzi had scoured the location.

He took out some bacon and dry food from the bag, while Alarielle took out some berries picked along the road, and the two sat on the ground and exchanged food.

Asur's diet is mostly vegetarian, supplemented by some meat, so the queen habitually picks some edible berries along the way, and Imrik is obviously not interested in these things that cannot effectively replenish energy. The influence of Longhua made me feel a little uncomfortable eating vegetarian food, so I could only relieve my cravings.

The queen was obviously very hungry along the way. She tore off a big mouthful of bacon, chewed it a few times, and swallowed the tasteless food with berries. She didn't care about the so-called royal etiquette at all, but looked like a busy village. A girl who has been around for a day, her long hair is tied behind her waist, without any decorations, she looks very simple and unusual.

Imrik, who saw a different side of the queen, couldn't help but smiled, and said, "If you were like this when you first met me, instead of preventing me from killing those Ailion people, our relationship may be worse." Better than expected."

The face of the queen who was eating was swollen like a little hamster, and she was swallowing hard. The escape was completely arranged by Imric, and there was no time for rest and meals along the way. She had to take the opportunity to eat more, so as not to be hungry the next day Then, seeing Imrik talking, he wiped off the debris from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

"You don't really want to kill those people, do you?" Alariel was trying to test Imric's psychology. Although the Dragon Prince always likes to speak hard, he is actually quite a good person.

"No, I really want to kill those people. I don't care about the so-called Asur racial consciousness, I only care about Caledon." Leaning on a tree with his left hand behind his head, he took out the berries, Yi Merek took a bite, it was a bit sour, it should be undercooked.

"Is the honor of a dragon prince so important to you? Even if it's to defend him and fight the Inner Ring Kingdom." Alarielle said somewhat unbelievably, every Azul is a political creature, as long as there is some brains None of the elves would plunge a kingdom into war because of a thing called honor.

"What does Avalon mean to you? Alarielle." Imric asked her back.

"Home, relatives, friends, responsibility."

"A good answer, but it doesn't make any sense."

"Then what Caledor means to you, Imric."

"All of life."

Seeing the contemplative queen, Imrik didn't continue to speak, picked up some food and began to eat. The contact along the way made him understand Alarielle's state. She is far from being a qualified The Eternal Queen, stopping herself in Lothern before was just out of inherited duties.

If you want to gain some political influence from her, you have to actively instill some ideas, so as to stimulate her to actively participate in the affairs of Ulthuan, instead of staying in Avalon as a vase.

(End of this chapter)