Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 1771 North Sea Dragon King
Meanwhile, Ao Ze, who had fled the battlefield, looked at his defeated troops and was completely devoid of the high spirits he had displayed when he first clashed with the Great Zhou.

At this moment, he resembled a college graduate who had just entered society and had been repeatedly beaten down by it. His face had lost some of its naivety but gained a sense of undeniable vicissitude.

Given the current situation, there's no way to stay here any longer; the only option is to return to the North Sea Dragon Palace and seek help from his father, the king.

Compared to when they came, Ao Ze had already figured out the route, so he could simply take the shortest straight line back. In addition, his troops had suffered heavy casualties, which allowed them to travel light and significantly improve their mobility.

Maintaining the fastest speed all the way back to that familiar sea area, looking at the palace located deep in the sea in the distance, Ao Ze suddenly felt an urge to shed tears.

His journey has been incredibly difficult!

However, before they could get close, a figure wielding a long spear, with slender limbs and resembling a shrimp, leaped out quickly.

"Hey! Who goes there?! How dare you trespass into the North Sea..."

Before the other person could finish speaking, Ao Ze, who was already in a bad mood, slapped him hard across the face.

"Open your dog eyes and see who I, the Crown Prince, am!!"

The slap left the shrimp soldier dizzy and seeing stars. He spun around twice before finally recognizing the figure in front of him.

In an instant, he even started to stutter when he spoke.

"Mrs., Prince!"

With Ao Ze right in front of them, the shrimp soldiers' already limited minds completely lost their ability to think.

Ao Ze ignored him during this time.

Although the shrimp soldier that jumped out affected his mood for going home to some extent, he was, after all, a soldier of their North Sea Dragon Palace, and he had held back his strength when he was slapped hard.

Otherwise, given his peak Vajra Realm strength, a mere soldier's head would have been smashed long ago.

After passing the reckless shrimp soldiers, the Dragon Palace troops patrolling behind them undoubtedly had much sharper eyes. Upon recognizing their own prince, they all bowed respectfully.

This improved Ao Ze's mood considerably, but as he got closer to the North Sea Dragon Palace, perhaps out of a sense of trepidation, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

The two fish soldiers guarding the Dragon Palace gate opened the gate early when they saw Ao Ze coming, welcoming their prince back to the palace.

After entering the palace, he was served by attendants all the way, a level of comfort he had never experienced while leading troops on expeditions.

But this also made Ao Ze even more uneasy.

"Is Father King in the palace?"

"Your Highness, the Dragon King is currently overseeing operations at the front lines. However, I have already dispatched fish soldiers to inform the Dragon King of Your Highness of Your Highness's return to the palace. Your Highness has been away from the palace for quite some time, and the Dragon King has often spoken of you. Once he receives the news, he will surely return soon."

"..."

After hearing the servant's words, Ao Ze felt even more tormented.

"Okay, I understand. You can leave now. I need to rest for a while."

"Yes!"

After the servants left, Ao Ze leaned back in the coral armchair, one hand on his forehead, his heart heavy.

The North Sea Dragon Clan has been at war with another powerful force for the past few years. Although they haven't been defeated, things haven't been easy for them.

This is also the fundamental reason why Ao Ze took the ancestral positioning compass and went out to find the inheritance from his ancestors.

The original hope was that after finding the inheritance, they could see if they could obtain a way to break the deadlock.

Ao Ze had been full of confidence about this mission, but who could have imagined that he would return empty-handed? He felt deeply ashamed to face his father, but he had no other choice, a situation that tormented him greatly.

Just as Ao Ze was suffering, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside.

Before the person even arrived, their voice had already reached them.

"But my son Ao Ze has returned?"

The voice carried a clear hint of joy, and as the footsteps drew closer, the Dragon King of the North Sea, clad in scale armor, wielding a long halberd, and possessing a burly physique, strode in.

"You've been away from home for so long, let your father see if you've lost weight."

The North Sea Dragon King stepped forward and, without saying a word, pulled up his son Ao Ze and looked him up and down.

Faced with his father's concern, Ao Ze couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat, and almost burst into tears.

He immediately knelt down in front of his father.

"Your Majesty, I am incompetent. On this expedition, not only did I fail to find the legacy left by our ancestors, but my troops were also almost completely wiped out. I beg you to punish me!"

Seeing his beloved son in this state, the Dragon King of the North Sea felt a pang of heartache and quickly reached out to help him up.

"It seems my son has suffered a lot on this trip."

In fact, the North Sea Dragon King had already noticed Ao Ze's unusual state and expression as soon as he walked in, and he already knew the outcome of this mission.

"Failure is not a problem, but you must learn from it and get back up! That's how your father did it when he was young!"

As the Dragon King of the North Sea spoke, he patted Ao Ze on the shoulder to reassure him.

"My son must be hungry after his long journey. Your father has ordered the servants to prepare wine and food. Let's eat and talk!"

After the food and wine were served and a few drinks were consumed, Ao Ze told the Dragon King about his experiences along the way.

The North Sea Dragon King's experience was far greater than Ao Ze's. After listening to Ao Ze's story, he almost immediately realized that his foolish son had suffered from a lack of experience.

Fortunately, his son was unharmed; in any case, he only lost some fish soldiers.

Under this premise, the North Sea Dragon King followed Ao Ze's explanation and analyzed the reasons for the opponent's defeat one by one. After listening, Ao Ze suddenly understood, but at the same time felt even more ashamed.

"The legacy of our ancestors is most likely still there, and our North Sea Dragon Clan is determined to obtain it. However, given the current situation and the turbulent situation on the front lines, I simply cannot spare the time."

As they spoke, the North Sea Dragon King's gaze fell on Ao Ze once again.

"Would my son dare to make another trip?"

"Father, rest assured, this time I will not let you down!!"

Ao Ze spoke with absolute certainty, clearly intending to avenge his previous humiliation.

Seeing that his son had not lost his spirit because of this defeat, the Dragon King of the North Sea nodded with satisfaction.

"This time, I will have my Iron Claw General under your command, along with the appropriate troops. My son, we are sure to succeed this time!"

Ao Ze had previously felt that a large part of his previous failures was due to the incompetence of his subordinate, the Eight-Clawed General, who was unable to help him share the burden.

With the help of his father's Iron Claw General, Ao Ze's confidence soared!

"I will set off early tomorrow morning, Father. Please await my good news!"

(End of this chapter)