Chapter 1112: Popular Dishes

After the five heads of the beast hydra were pierced by Imric's spear, Anastas remained silent, her expression so embarrassed that she almost dug out a palace with her toes.

Just now, he kept reminding him not to risk his life. This multi-headed snake was the overlord of the nearby mountainous area. Usually, some powerful hunters would be lucky enough to crush two heads with traps, but in the blink of an eye they would be swallowed by the other three heads.

But this aristocratic boy just smiled and nodded, teasing the elder sister next to him in a low voice from time to time, not taking it seriously at all.

Anastas was ready to run away after the hydra appeared, but she didn't expect...

He actually killed the hydra with a spear without magic fluctuations.

The maid carefully wiped the blood on His Majesty's face with a handkerchief, and scolded: "You are almost four hundred years old, can you be more steady? We all know that you can certainly hunt hydras, but there is no need..."

Imric couldn't help but interrupt Phyllis's nagging, winked and said, "How about my criticism just now?"

The maid subconsciously tightened her thighs, not daring to tell the truth, "It's not bad. I've been lying on the throne for several years, and my martial arts skills are not unfamiliar."

She did not dare to say that she had just recovered from the heroic posture of being hunted by the Phoenix King. Her body was so weak that she almost leaned on the rock. The fighting posture she had not seen for a long time only made Phyllis feel that she must work harder tonight to give birth to a child. A child who can inherit His Majesty's marksmanship.

"Wild girl, come here."

Anastas came to Imrik with a downcast face. She had already recognized the reality. She would be a taxpayer in the city for the rest of her life and be bullied by her aristocratic grandfather.

Imric raised his chin and said proudly, "What should you call me now?"

"Lao, teacher." Being willing to accept defeat is a characteristic of mountain residents. Anasta held her nose and said reluctantly, "You are very powerful, but you are definitely not the most powerful."

"Haha, you said that the most powerful person among the elves, as long as he can beat me, you will be free."

Anasta thought hard for a long time, and suddenly thought of the person the hunters mentioned last time, "Inariel, you are definitely not as powerful as him."

What the hell?

Imric glanced at Phyllis, trying to find the answer in the maid's eyes. When did Ulthuan have a powerful warrior named Inariel.

But the maid didn’t know who this Inariel was, so she could only shake her head and ask Anasta. "The Inariel you are talking about is an elf from which country."

"Calledor belongs to Caledor. Uncle Scalloway said that he defeated the evil Witch King and was the greatest hero of the elves."

Under the gaze of the older brother and older sister who looked increasingly weird, Anastasia, who did not have a very high emotional intelligence, said weakly, "Haven't you heard? He is really powerful. He can enter the enemy's formation with a long gun and cut off the fear." The lord's head came back safely... He is still a dragon prince, and he has a giant dragon companion that is bigger than a mountain..."

Phyllis wanted to laugh, but she still suppressed the thought of ridicule and said seriously, "How long ago did you hear this news?"

Anastas clasped her fingers and began to count the years. Being out of touch with society made her have a very weak sense of time. Coupled with the fact that immortals are always insensitive to the changes in day and night, there was no result after a long calculation.

"It should be seven or eight years."

"Then do you know how to call this Inariel according to the pronunciation of Caledorian court language?"

"City people are troublesome because they speak with pronunciation."

"This dragon prince is called Imrik, who is the teacher in front of you."

Anasta was stunned for a moment, then immediately waved her hand and pointed at Imrik's gorgeous dress and said, "Don't try to lie to me. I have seen a dragon. How could the Dragon Prince be wearing... Phoenix-patterned clothes?"

"He is still the Phoenix King..." Phyllis covered her forehead. How low is the social awareness of these hermits? They don't even understand the symbolic coat of arms of the elf monarch.

"But the Phoenix King, isn't he Fenuba?"

Cohir took over the conversation and solemnly explained His Majesty's title to the wild girl.

"His Majesty Finubar was killed by the Witch-King. Now standing in front of you is the unquestionable monarch of all elves, the eleventh Phoenix King, the incarnation of the god Asuryan, and the father of dragons, Draguni My incarnation, the holder of the Phoenix Crown and the Sword of Creation, the ruler of the Ten Kingdoms, the Lord of House Caledor, the Dragon Lord of Ulthuan, the Leader of the Dragon Prince, the Commander of the Dragon Legion, the Guardian of the Dragonblight, Druchi Disaster, Destroyer of the Cursed City, Badland Expeditioner, Vampire Nightmare, Enemy of the Rat Council..."

By the time a series of exciting titles came out of Cohir's mouth, Anastas was already dizzy, while Imrik emphasized.

"Cohir, next time when you talk about titles, put the head of the Caledor family behind the Phoenix King... this incarnation of the god Asuryan, get rid of it."

Although confused, Cohill agreed.

"As commanded."

Imric pressed Anasta's forehead with his fingers, pretending to be vicious, "Now I know your teacher is very powerful."

"I know, I know, but I don't want to learn spear skills..." Anasta whispered, facing Imrik's question.

"Um?"

"I know...so this uncle in the black cloak is the White Lion Guard." Anasta recalled what Uncle Orion said with her fingers, and then stared at Phyllis with her green eyes curiously, "Then this big sister Is she the Phoenix King’s wife? Should I call her the Eternal Queen?”

"No, I'm not the Everqueen, just the Phoenix King's maid." Phyllis suddenly liked this confused little girl. She came forward and hugged Anasta from behind. In her motionless nervous look, she said teasingly, "But if you want to see the Everqueen, I have many ways."

"No, no..." Anasta was very nervous. She could feel that the big sister who was hugging her had amazing arm strength. The intuition of living and fighting with monsters for many years showed that this extremely beautiful woman behind her was definitely not easy to mess with.

Seeing the maid and the student joking, Imrick did not stop them. He laughed happily. Maybe he could also organize a boy study class and find dozens of good seedlings for centralized training. In the future, when fighting, everyone will say that the Phoenix King is my teacher and I will kill you.

"Kosir, have someone take the remains of the hydra back. I want to let those Arion boys know what Caledor's hunting is."

Even after becoming the Phoenix King, Imrik always regarded himself as a Caledor elf. This was normal in the eyes of everyone, but only Anasta was a little confused about it.

On the way back, she curiously asked Phyllis, "Big sister, shouldn't the Phoenix King be like this, I represent the elves, and be fair to everyone? Why does the teacher always talk about Caledor?"

Phyllis secretly pointed at the silver horn hanging on Imrik's waist and laughed, "He is just a child who has not grown up. He just wants to show off the toys in his hands.

See that dragon horn? Even after becoming the Phoenix King, he never took off the symbol of the dragon lord for a quarter of an hour." (End of this chapter)