Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 635 Prey
This conversation lasted for a long time, during which the three veterans always insisted that Dragon Bone Wasteland must build a military fortress to garrison it at any cost.

Occestes, who was once extremely glorious, was used as a puppet of the undead to fight against his master. This was a matter of honor that could not be compared with a meager gold leaf coin and time.

But Imric refused to let go. At best, he would expand the number of early-stage reconnaissance teams, and he would not interfere too much in this matter. The parliament would be responsible.

Anyway, the power of the parliament is not as great as mine. At most, there will be some discussion below, and after a while, it will be no problem.

There was a knock on the door, and Imrik casually said come in.

Creon stuck his head in and looked curiously at the depressing atmosphere in the conference room. Even though there was only a wooden door between them, he still could not hear any information exchanged in it.

Regardless of what these people who are leading the future development of the kingdom actually said, the chief of guard said the reason for knocking on the door, "The people from Seagull News are here, do you want to receive them?"

After hearing this newspaper, Imric thought about his itinerary for a while, and it seemed that he was indeed going to meet with this authoritative newspaper from the Phoenix King's Court today, and it was Adilla who arranged it.

The main meaning is to convey a message to Asur, that Caledor will focus on Ulthuan next, integrating into the group in a relatively peaceful manner, and making the connection between Whelpling Bay and Lothern closer.

And this kind of newspaper, which is published in large quantities in various countries and is relatively convincing, is undoubtedly a good word of mouth.

Staring at the three veterans, he signaled that he had something to do now and that he would go to other places in the palace for a while and discuss it later.

But the veteran who got the hint sat firmly in his chair and turned a blind eye to the gaze. It seemed that he was not ready to leave, nor was he ready to let himself leave, and wanted to finish this important matter at once.

Even though he had a headache, he couldn't drive them out. Even he didn't dare to use the reason of meeting the newspaper staff to attack these dragon princes with great military achievements, let alone Creon.

He waved his hand to the chief guard to let them go, "Forget it, let them in."

On the other side, Liz, who had just stepped into the Dragon Palace, checked her appearance again and again and asked her colleague Gladys if she was suitable. After getting a perfect answer, she took a deep breath to show her calmness.

She has interviewed many princes, and even the report on the Eternal Queen's ascension to the throne was written by herself after obtaining Alarielle's consent and going to Avalon to collect first-hand information.

Judging from his qualifications, he can be regarded as one of the most successful newspaper practitioners in Ulthuan, slightly inferior to several war reporters who are not afraid of death on the front line.

But only this time, Liz still felt nervous when she looked at the halberd-wielding soldiers standing guard and the Yaoxing Dragon sleeping soundly in the open space.

The seriousness of the dragon's court is even more exaggerated than that of Yerys. There are no attendants walking around, poets busy selling rumors, and artists selling beauty. It is like a military camp.

But a burst of children's laughter made Liz turn her eyes to the left, and she found a boy covered in sand and with many flowers stuck to his clothes running at a speed that was not suitable for his age, followed by a maid and several golden dragon armors. guard.

He may look anxious, but the doting look on his face may mean that he is just playing with his child.

The child hurried over, but did not pass by. Instead, he looked at the assistant for a while and grabbed Caledo's unusual plain white dress with his young hands.

While hugging the girl's slender and powerful thighs, looking at Gladys with bright eyes, she said innocently,

"Sister, you are so beautiful, you look just like mom."

Gladys didn't think much and stroked the child's head, thinking that some child had gone to the palace to visit out of curiosity. After all, the little prince of Caledor was only a little over two years old now, and the one in front of her looked almost four or five years old. .

"Thank you, kid, who is your mother? The uncle and aunt behind you should want to take you home, but you can't run around." When she just finished speaking, a strong murderous intention had already appeared, and those silences were like The halberd-wielding soldier in the sculpture suddenly moved and rushed out from the steps. What was even more exaggerated was that several golden-armored guards who were jogging leisurely had already grabbed the girl's arm and were about to crush it into powder.

Liz, who was in charge, smiled awkwardly. She realized one thing. The child that assistant Gladys touched just now might actually be Imric's son.

This is really good luck. I accidentally touched the future heir as soon as he entered the door, and it was a good thing that he was not killed on the spot.

She hurriedly handed over the relevant documents and explained,

"We are from the Seagull News Agency. We applied to the Dragon Palace and came here after receiving the approval. We have been inspected and we definitely do not have any ill intentions towards His Highness Draknir."

Miranda, the maid, took the certificate and inspected it carefully. After looking at the two women with pale faces, there seemed to be nothing unusual, she said with a slight apology,
"Sorry, I didn't expect to be His Highness's guest, because recent events have made everyone a little nervous. We are the ones accompanying His Highness and are not aware of this. I'm sorry."

Liz's face turned pale and she apologized. Who looks like this when faced with a circle of halberds that can tear the body apart? Didn't you see that Gladys was almost paralyzed?

Miranda signaled the guards to disperse. She had no substantial status in the palace, but was well respected due to her seniority.

The Flameborn Knight also believed that the girl in his hand was not a threat, but the recent events still made him cautious. Standing by his side, he could eliminate the threat with just one step.

The maid put her hands on her knees and looked at Dracnir who was hugging the stiff girl's thigh. She felt interesting and asked,

"Does your Highness like this young lady very much?"

Draconir nodded and said innocently, "She smells very good, like..."

"prey."

The two Etain elves did not hear the last dragon language, but the elves next to them understood it very clearly, with strange expressions on their faces.

How come you know what prey is at just over two years old?At this age the prince is still playing in the mud.

Pulling Draconir back to his original position, the maid Miranda asked the two staff members to enter the palace. If you have time, please stay here for a while and accept Caledor's hospitality.

Although this is said, the most likely reason is that he is curious about this prey.

The nervous two people were led into the large palace by the guards and walked towards the conference hall.

Imrik explained what had just happened in an interesting way. He knew how to find prey at the age of two. Although this was a good thing, it also needed to be controlled, and his nature should not be allowed to develop without restraint.

If you have time, check out the details of the girl in the long white dress to see if she is someone with ulterior motives.

The faces of the veterans were even more livid. When Draknir was just born, people who wanted to marry from Kalede to Windhowling City were rejected by Imrik and Adira. There is no reason why women in this country would If you lose, go back and analyze carefully what happened.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, a subtle knock on the door came again. After a brief twists and turns, the interviewer thought he had escaped, but when he saw Prince Long on the main seat and three famous veterans, he knew it was possible. Not the time.

(End of this chapter)