Chapter 1172 Prophecy

Stealing is a shameful thing. Although Antoine tried his best to explain that he was just doing it for a living, it changed its nature when the target was the Phoenix King.

If it was a petty thief, according to the laws of Ulthuan, he would definitely have his hair cut off, compensate the value of the stolen goods with labor, and be imprisoned for a few years depending on the severity of the case.

And stealing from the Phoenix King, and... the Phoenix King himself didn't seem to care too much, which led to Antoine being taken into the royal court. Under the scrutiny of a group of bigwigs, he seemed restless.

Imrick laughed and patted Antoine who was sitting on the chair, signaling the young man not to be nervous. You dared to steal even the Phoenix King, how can you have such courage during the interrogation.

"Antoine, a Tal Yvresse elf, his family has been making a living by handicrafts for generations. In 245 of One Piece, he spent five years in prison for armed fighting..."

"I'm curious about what you learned in prison during these five years, from a brave and aggressive militiaman to a notorious fake painter and thief in the port."

Antoine was silent. Yvresse Prison is home to the most notorious criminals in Ulthuan. Everyone who enters it will remember the cold-blooded methods of the guards...

And learn how to commit crimes more efficiently by listening to the experience of predecessors.

"Your Majesty, prison is a good place. If a man has not been in prison, his life must be incomplete."

Imric shrugged. This is really funny. If I commit a crime, where should I be imprisoned?

It should be the prison in Caledor or the dungeon in Lothern.

For some people, being imprisoned is a complete experience of life, which is a false proposition.

"Well, although you didn't succeed in stealing, you had the intention to commit a crime... so."

In Antoine's expectant eyes, he was eager to enter the prison of the royal court. He heard that there were countless dangerous people imprisoned there, from the murderer who was famous in Ulthuan a hundred years ago to the rebels of Julian Poisonblade. If he could go there for further study, wouldn't it be tens of millions of times better than the education in the schools outside that deceive people?

"So you were sent to Nagarys as a reserve shadow warrior. If one day you can reach the ability of the Hand of the Shadow Crown, you can return to Lothern."

Nagarys... Antoine's face turned green.

At least there are some bottom lines for Asur crimes, but if it is Nagarys, there is only one possibility, a gathering place for perverts, murderers, and sadists.

He cried and begged His Majesty to change his decision.

"Your Majesty, I am only a thief at my level. I am like a child in Nagarys..."

"No need to say more, you can go away."

After sending away this talented thief, Imrick signaled the servants to disperse. He thought he was a master who had gained enlightenment in Longchang, but it turned out to be just a thief who had gained some experience.

He may be useful in the future, so let's keep him alive for now.

Back in the royal hall, the Phoenix King asked the maid as usual.

"What happened?"

"There has been no major incident in Ulthuan recently. Except that Her Highness Elisara always advises the regent that the selection of officials is too strict and hopes to relax some standards, everything is going according to plan."

Official selection...

After thinking for a while, Imrick thought that with the previous parallel time traveler who appeared with Bilak, the usual standards may have lost their effect.

People who are not problematic in the review now may become Chaos elements later.

No matter how to prevent it, it is essentially a temporary solution and not a permanent solution.

"Relax some standards and allow more talents to enter the Phoenix Court. We need the efforts of every Asur to build a good elven empire."

After finishing some things, Imrick said he needed to sleep first. After all, the journey was tiring and even the strongest body could not bear it.

He hadn't fought a serious battle for several years, and his body had become rotten.

And this sleep made him have a dream after a long time...

"Long time no see, Imrick."

The black dragon soul in front of him made Imrick smile. After the dragon lord ceremony, the ancestor of Caledor Fire Dragon had disappeared, and only a trace of remnant soul remained in the world, becoming an ancient watcher silently watching everything in the mountains.

"Long time no see, Kazar Ilanos."

The dragon was still lying in the cave, yawning lazily with its huge mouth open.

It was too old. After infusing power into Imrick, the remaining remnant soul was mostly in a confused state, like a dragon with narcolepsy.

"I heard the roar of the burial ground before... Calderilla, he is still guarding the souls of his compatriots diligently, which makes me feel very relieved."

"Well, this is Draknir's request... By the way, Draknir is my son."

"Although I am old, I am not as forgetful as the Slan Toad. Your offspring is one of us..." Kazar Ilanos raised his hand and motioned Imrik to jump up.

When the elves and dragons looked at each other, Kazar Ilanos's tone became a little sad.

"I saw a vague scene... What you did in the human empire of the old world has made the Chaos Gods notice the awakening of the dragon. My offspring will face a catastrophe, the greatest catastrophe since the dawn of creation, after facing the ancient saints."

The dragon has a vague prophetic ability. Although it is not as good as the Slan Toad, it is much stronger than the elves.

"This is the fate of the world. Darkness will eventually come... At least the dragon can resist while awake, instead of sinking to the bottom of the sea with Ulthuan in the dream."

Kazar Iranos nodded slowly. Compared with the initial situation, the fire dragon tribe is now much better.

"A hundred years, I predict that this change will occur in a hundred years, when the mortal world will become the paradise of the Chaos Gods, part of the great game... Imrik, I heard Minas Nir mentioned it, Val is asking you Forgive Aslay, and hear the slightest pity you feel for the Witch-King.

Yes, the fates of elves and dragons have been inseparable since ancient times, but the world is not just about dragons and elves. If we want to survive this disaster, we need all the strength we can.

Whether it's humans, dwarves, or... damn cold-blooded lizardmen. "

The dragon's prejudice against the lizard people made Imrik laugh and cry. This was indeed a long-standing fact.

But in the last hundred years, I hope to reverse the prejudice between the two races...

Of course, this is impossible. The arrogant Slan Toad and the giant dragon don't care what each other thinks.

"I will... This is the reason why I came to this world, and it is also the duty given to me by my ancestors."

The black dragon put down his palm and gently sent Imrik to the ground. It nodded slowly, its voice became fainter and eventually disappeared together with its body.

"Go, Dragon Lord of Caledor, save this precarious world..." (End of Chapter)