Chapter 1072 Visit Before the Wedding

"Please don't say anything misleading at will, especially when it comes to the Phoenix King, the Lord of Ulthuan and the unquestionable monarch of all elves, you should pay more attention to the rigor of your words, Maid Felice."

Imric seriously criticized the maid's mistakes. When the family was separated, he wanted to keep Phyllis in the palace and assist Drachnir's rule with her powerful intelligence gathering ability.

But Lihua Daiyu's crying maid finally allowed the Phoenix King to break through, and he had no choice but to take her and a group of extremely unhappy dragon princes to settle in the Phoenix King's Court in Lothern.

Phyllis, who stood dignifiedly under the throne, gave the Phoenix King a nice big look, "If you can work harder, maybe I can also pay attention to the rigor of your words, Your Majesty the Phoenix King."

Imrik, who was a little angry, wanted to say, don't you just want a child? Why do you talk about it to everyone?

But Tyrion was by his side, so he still couldn't reveal this little interest in front of outsiders. He could only cough and say, "Asuryan decides our fate. As the incarnation of only, I should follow the arrangements of God, the descendant." Maybe too much is not a good thing..."

But this matter also made Imrik angrier and angrier the more he thought about it. My huge family property can afford to support thousands of dragons, but I only have one son and another daughter with the surname of Avalon.

This Phoenix King, it's okay if he doesn't do it, he can just go back to Caledo and try to have a child.

The relationship is so good...

Tyrion commented in his mind that even after Imric became the Phoenix King, his relationship with the maid seemed to be as sincere as when he was young.

In order to change the topic and share the monarch's worries, the guard captain said, "Have you figured out how to celebrate Draknir? This is the first major event in Ulthuan after the war."

"This matter will be handled by Adila. She is much more concerned about the marriage of her children than I am, but..." Imrik rubbed his cheek and said with some confusion: "My children who are less than a hundred years old are already about to be married. Get married, and Elsharion, who is about the same age as you, is about to have a child. When will you and Teclis plan to resolve the major events in life?"

Tyrion smiled relievedly, "Like the proverb of Athel Loren, life always has a way out, so why be so anxious."

Imrik nodded, thinking that this was also the case. He was almost an older man when he got married, so it seemed inappropriate to urge Tyrion.

"But speaking of Aslay...Phyllis, the Twilight sisters are still in the Dragon Court?"

Phyllis sighed. She had a very good impression of Gladys. Although she was not from a noble family, she had an elegant temperament and dignified appearance, which was suitable for Drachnir.

But the inexplicable inclusion of the Twilight sisters made many people puzzled. Drachnir can still be called a child adopter because of his emotional basis.

You two forest spirits who were born in Ariel's dream have no right to interfere.

What's more... whether these two "elves" with special life forms can give birth to heirs for the kingdom is a matter worth considering.

"Arohan works as an archery instructor in the nursery, and Nelalith is always pestering His Highness to practice martial arts, as if she thinks she can defeat the Dragon Prince if she persists."

"Kick him away. In the name of the head of the Dragon Tamer family, I declare that Asrai is not welcome in the Dragon Palace."

"Your reasonable use of your identity is really admirable." After complaining, Phyllis was ready to make arrangements for the matter immediately.

Phyllis left, causing Tyrion to smile bitterly. He had suffered a lot from this maid. After all, the former war lord was partly responsible for Randy's death.

"I sometimes wonder how Elsharion's life is going. If Annabel and Phyllis have the same temper, I'm afraid he won't even dare to go to his favorite dungeon."

Imrik shrugged. Annabelle's character was pretty good, and she was considered the milder one among the female generals in Caledor. The premise was that she was not made angry. Otherwise, with Eltharion's habit of not being good at words, a cold war would be inevitable.

"If you think Phyllis has a bad temper, you should take a look at Adira. She sometimes made Draconir and I drink vegetable soup for a month just because a meal was unpalatable."

"I have considered the nutritional balance of the child. At least it is more reliable than a certain father who feeds half-cooked sea snake meat to a half-year-old child..." The faint voice made Imrik's hair stand up.

It's over, I forgot that Adila is coming to the Phoenix Court for routine "communication" today.

The female prince of Tyranrok, who walked in from a side door, looked unkind. After seeing Tyrion, she nodded politely and then looked up at her husband on the throne.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Phoenix King, your loyal ruler of Tyranloc, Adira Bel-Keck, sends you my humble greetings."

If it were Gilgalion, Imric would feel a sense of secret joy, but if it were Adira, he could only smile bitterly.

"My dearest wife, I would be more accustomed to it if you could turn these sickening compliments into scoldings once pointed up your nostrils every time we meet."

Sure enough, although Adira did not point at her husband's nostrils, she still walked to the throne angrily, "You still know that I am your wife? Dracnir is about to get married. As a father, you only sent Creon contacts guests at court.

Think about what Uncle Trevicorn did then? ! "

"He almost had a fight with Azrael..." Imrik was a little puzzled. I can't fight with Gladys' father. Lyle is just an ordinary owner of the Etain Forest Farm, leaning against the forest. property to support the family.

"Do you want me to pretend to be angry and point at Lyle's nose and say, your daughter has taken Prince Caledor. As a father, I am very angry. Fight with me now."

This is a very boring joke. Even a fool knows the difference in strength between the Phoenix King and the peasants.

Etila covered her forehead and was speechless about her husband's stubbornness. Because there were too many things after the war, they just sent their confidants to visit Lyle, hoping that he would agree to the marriage.

The confidant who went on the mission was the herald officer North. According to his subsequent report, he said the following to the marriage partner of His Majesty at that time.

"The edict of His Majesty the Phoenix King, your eldest daughter Gladys, with elegant manners, excellent character, and dignified temperament... is very suitable for my son, Prince Caledor Draknir, and hereby orders the two to get married."

Why the herald officer could turn the couple's cordial greetings into such a unique edict, Imrick and Etila didn't want to go into it, because Lyle agreed directly.

At that time, I thought it was nothing. Agreeing was a good thing, and efficiency was what Caledor pursued.

But now thinking back, Atila realized that she had never even met her daughter-in-law's parents.

Princess Terenlock pulled the Phoenix King's arm and ordered with unquestionable taste.

"Let's go, go to Lyle now, we must let him know that this is a happy marriage, and there is absolutely no intention of forcing him."

I... Imrick was a little speechless. Next, there were ministers of the navy, education, and foreign trade to meet. Is it appropriate to do this?

"Is my son's marriage more important, or a few beggars?"

His wife's words awakened the Phoenix King, and he immediately took off his crown and threw the crown in place.

"Tyrion, gather the guards..."

"Shut up, just you and me." (End of this chapter)