Chapter 1139: Oath to the Sword of Creation

And the holy and supreme Phoenix King is now troubled by one thing.

It's not that the Tomb King's navy is like a waste. This bunch of waste can't even defeat Luther Harken's vampire monkeys, how can they defeat the war council fleet led by Aislin.

What troubles him is that some people seem to have misunderstood this declaration of war, thinking that the offense of the dead king to the elven empire is an insult to all elves. They roared and preached in the war council, summoned the legion to knock down the pyramids in the desert, and warned all races of the price of offending the Phoenix King.

The cold-blooded war lord Issarion sat in the second seat without saying a word, watching Tyrion's speech quietly.

Tyrion's handsome face was full of anger, and the anger under the winged helmet seemed to be hotter than the Sun Sword.

"My friends, this is a provocation. If any inferior race gives their ridiculous ruler an even more ridiculous title, mistaking the Phoenix Court's tolerance for cowardice, the whole world will soon laugh at the elves and disregard your majesty.

Warlord, I propose to launch a counterattack against Nehekhara and give these dead people eternal peace."

Imrik, who rarely attends the war council, folded his arms and nodded, agreeing with Tyrion's words.

If there were no other reason, Settra would declare war on the Phoenix Court just because he coveted the Holy Flame of Asuryan. He would immediately organize a huge expedition to tell the world how terrible the unified Elven Empire is.

But... this is a battle for inheritance. Even if Nehekhara is burned to ashes, it will be meaningless for the elves, and they will lose a whole batch of powerful troops that can fight against the enemy of Chaos.

Although the Tomb King's navy and air force are not good, the construct technology is really strong. Titans, Sphinxes, and Bone Giants are enough to crush the giant beast units of many races. The core dog head sculptures are also very outstanding, one can beat ten.

The war lord did not speak. He is responsible for the war, but it does not mean that he can easily provoke a war.

The edict of the Phoenix Court declaring war must be stamped and signed by Imrik himself, otherwise it will not pass from a legal point of view.

All eyes are on Imrik. This is the first provocation the Phoenix King has suffered since his coronation.

If any monkey thing can covet the Asuryan Holy Flame that symbolizes the sacred kingship, where is the prestige of the Phoenix King.

The silent Phoenix King made many people hesitate. Does His Majesty not want to start a war, just maintain a stalemate, and fight back around the ocean?

Agsel sat with his arms folded, looking at the extremely solemn meeting scene, so leisurely that he wanted to whistle.

The Dragon Prince spoke first, "Everyone, Draknir has gathered his army in the Badlands under the instruction of the Phoenix King, preparing to launch an attack on Khemri.

Caldor is capable of sharing the worries of His Majesty, and the Dragon Army will make the dead monarch of the monkey pay the price."

"But Settra insulted not only Draknir, but also the Phoenix King who symbolizes the Elven Empire. As a minister, it is necessary to maintain the prestige of the monarch.

We do not deny Draknir's ability, but Caldor's troops are too scattered to form a devastating blow to Khemri." Tyrion's words were fierce. He was ready to use this war to prove his ability and wash away the humiliation he suffered in the civil war.

Compared to the important figures present who shone brightly in the civil war, the honor of the descendants of Aenarion has seemed a little thin.

Imric's eyebrows jumped. Why do you always choose the wrong position, Ty?

Didn't you see that Atila remained silent and didn't care about the so-called prestige of the Phoenix King at all?

After pondering for a while, the Phoenix King slowly said: "Edila... Lord."

"Please remove this Lord, my dear Phoenix King."

"Okay." Imrick exhaled. Everyone present was an old acquaintance, so there was no need to make it so formal.

"Edila, I hope Terenlock can send troops to support Draknir's actions..."

Edila rolled his eyes, "Of course, he is my son, destined to inherit all my power."

"Ahem." The sarcastic repeater made Imrick cough twice. Since he became the Phoenix King, the family has become more and more difficult to maintain.

"As for Tyrion, I hope you will contact the Far Eastern Empire of Cathay. The matter with Khemri is not a full-scale war, and there is no need to draw all the energy of Ulthuan."

Tyrion wanted to argue a few words, but his brother Teclis had raised his hand to let him shut up quickly. Since the couple had decided to take over the matter, they must have been prepared.

After the discussion, the Phoenix King patted his butt and chose to leave. He would not ask about most of the things in the War Council. This was completely unnecessary.

Local wars can be fought casually, just as training, but a full-scale war must be approved by the Phoenix King himself to guide the general direction of progress... and it can also be a time to fish.

Before leaving, Imrick looked back at Prince Charis who was snoring, and said to Kosir in a deep voice.

"Catch Alao later, I have something to ask him."

Three hours later, Alao, under the protection of the White Lion Guards, trembled and entered the Phoenix King's royal training ground.

When Prince Charis saw His Majesty who drew the Sword of Creation in front of him, he wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy immediately.

Kosir handed over a Charis woodcutter's axe, indicating that the prince should quickly prepare for a fighting posture, otherwise he would be beaten up next.

Alao's face was serious, and he did not take the woodcutter's axe. He walked step by step to the side of the Phoenix King with an extremely cold expression.

But as he got closer, the young prince couldn't hold back anymore after seeing the playful look in His Majesty's eyes. He walked closer and bowed to apologize.

"Teacher, I have a sincere heart for Filonia, and it is definitely not love at first sight because of lust."

The prince's forehead was sweating. He had heard some rumors metaphorically. Regarding the way His Majesty sometimes gritted his teeth when he mentioned his niece, many people speculated that someone must have taken Filonia away, which made Imrick, who regarded himself as a father, very angry.

Who can provide for the beloved eldest lady? Alao already had the answer in his heart.

With the teacher's character of turning small things into big things, he will definitely take this matter seriously...

But speaking of it, since the engagement has been mentioned, how can it be fake.

When the prince bowed, the Phoenix King said with an emotionless look, "Are you really sincere to her? Can you swear to this sword?"

The magical flame pattern of the sword of creation is as unfathomable as Asuryan. When staring at the sword, Alao only felt a deep fear.

Unable to lie...

"I swear to Asuryan in the name of my family that I will be loyal to Filonia."

After a long silence, Araao thought he was going to be hit by a sword, but he didn't expect that what the teacher said would make him drop his jaw.

"It's okay, this kid didn't lie, Filonia." (End of this chapter)