Chapter 1011 Dried Wood Encounters Fierce Fire

After the woodland meeting, Araloth asked the distinguished guests of Ulthuan to wait for a while. Even if they had agreed to join the Phoenix Court, Asrai still needed to urgently discuss a plan internally.

This plan is not to seek political gain, but to consider Alarielle's safety.

At the same time, three big shots with different identities started a secret conversation with the Dragon Prince as their guard.

It's not accurate to say it was a secret conversation, it should be referring to Alarielle's unilateral oppression of Imrik...

The queen's eyebrows were raised. From the moment she entered the wooden house, she did not give Caledo and his son a good look. She sat alone in the armchair and felt unhappy.

Anyone could tell that the Queen was in a bad mood, but after all, for Aslay to return to the Phoenix Court, Elsa's daughter would need to preside over it.

Aslay would not listen to Prince Caledor. If he put a knife to his neck and forced his orders, what was the difference between this and conquest?

Imric cupped his son's shoulders from behind and signaled him to make the queen happy as soon as possible. I am the next Phoenix King and I cannot succumb to the power of a woman.

But Draconir didn't seem to understand. He looked up at the pattern on the ceiling of Aslay's wooden house, and couldn't help but sigh that this environment far away from Ulthuan allowed the jungle dwellers to derive a set of unique artistic qualities.

Seeing a father and son playing tricks, Alarielle's raised eyebrows relaxed. It would not be wrong to say that this matter was entirely due to Imric's personal desires. He just wanted to preserve the Elf Empire in the dispute. It's just orthodoxy.

The Queen pointed to the two empty seats in front of her and ordered crisply, "Dear Caledor Highnesses, don't you know what etiquette is when meeting the Eternal Queen?"

"Of course, of course, I naturally abide by the ancient oath. Respect for the Eternal Queen is rooted in the tradition of the Caledor family..." Imrik agreed and walked towards the empty seat pointed by Alarielle. He looked back at Draconir with a little disgust.

That look seemed to say, I am not as rebellious as you.

As for the despised Draconir, he just shrugged to express his helplessness. This kind of situation happened too many times in his childhood. Whenever there was a private matter related to the family, his mother almost always made the decision.

After arriving at his seat, Imrik coughed twice and did not immediately respond to Alarielle. Instead, he asked Dracnir about something that happened to be mentioned by the maids.

"Ahem, son, I don't object to your free love, but in the future Prince Caledor's wife must be Asul, or it's not impossible for you to go to Cathay to abduct a daughter of the Dragon Emperor, but you can never marry her. Some inexplicable people got involved.

Adila must also agree with my thoughts. You must know that you are responsible for the inheritance of two kingdoms and cannot be ambiguous about important matters in life. "

A big question mark appeared on Draconir's face, and he looked at his father with his mouth hanging open, "We haven't seen him for only two short months, why have you become so nagging?"

And...I got involved with some inexplicable person?

"Father, please make sure it's true before you speak. Apart from the palace maids, the only woman I've had the most contact with is Gladys. Where did you hear this inexplicable rumor?"

Imrik circled his face with his index finger, and he was quite confused, thinking about letting Lila Ze outside the house come in and talk about Draknir, didn't you find it hard to walk when you saw the Twilight sisters? You were shot with two arrows and even No words to refute. Is this the style of the Sons of Caledor?

For the sake of his child's life-long event, as a father, he had no choice but to say carelessly, "That's fine, that's fine. I think Gladys is a pretty good kid. Since you two like each other, just wait until the war is over." You will be married as soon as you gain control of the dragon’s court.”

Alarielle was also a little curious about this matter. She forgot what she wanted to say for a moment and interrupted, "Tyron Locke doesn't have any objections to this. With the dual claims in Dracnir's possession, it is definitely the best choice." It is better to find a female descendant of the Bell Keke family as a partner, which can save you a lot of unnecessary trouble."

"They dare! Whoever dares to interfere with my son's free love, I will twist his head off." Imrik spoke firmly, as if the child's lifelong events were more important than his own. I have struggled for so long, not just for the sake of my child. Can you enjoy it? Everything is political, and I have thousands of giant dragons just for viewing?

After finishing speaking, Imrik rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then thought of an equally important matter and asked Alarielle.

"Speaking of which, Alisala hasn't found the person she likes yet."

"no, what happened."

Imrik breathed a sigh of relief when he received the reply. That is my precious daughter. Who would dare to touch the dragon lord's head without his eyesight?

The daughter slave waved her hands and said, "It's nothing, but if my daughter wants to find a partner, she must first pass my test."

Draconir whispered, "Then Alishara may have no hope in this life. No elf can beat you now."

"What did you say?"

"It's okay. As Alisala's brother, I also have to test this lucky guy."

Looking at the father and son who seemed to be singing in a play, Alarielle was speechless for a moment. Why didn't she see before that the two sons of Caledor, who were supposed to be strict and cold by nature, would have a wonderful family reaction when they came together.

Maybe only two people who are similar can make fun of each other.

The two people who kept discussing the criteria for Alishara's future partners were greeted by a magic dunk from the queen. Imrik was so shocked that he immediately sat down and supported himself. Dracnir also looked at his father with contempt without leaving any trace, and even used a metaphor. I was shot twice by Sister Twilight and I didn't dare to fight back. I think you are only as tough as you are.

After the tedious and humorous family gathering was over, Alarielle changed the topic and brought it to Imrik's speech to Aslay just now.

However, the queen's tone was not cold, and she did not accuse her lover.

"Are you telling the truth about Teclis and Moras' actions against Aslay?"

"Whether it's the truth or not, it doesn't actually matter. The key is what Aslay wants to hear. They need a reason to vent the news of Orion and Ariel's death. The reality is already in front of them, not to mention..." Imri Ke paused for a long time and slowly told what might be the truth.

"A lie needs to be covered up by another lie, but the truth does not. You clearly sense that Lilith is involved in the purification ceremony, so why point your suspicion at me."

"This is too much of a coincidence..." Alarielle did not deny her lover's self-certification, but frowned and thought about the strange things that happened along the way.

If Imrik didn't push him from behind, she would definitely not believe it, but the fact is that he couldn't have instructed a god to blow up the stain and make everything suddenly clear. (End of chapter)