Chapter 123 Meaning

After killing the last cold lizard knight, Imrik was about to find something valuable from them, but suddenly there was a dragon's roar from where Alarielle was hiding, and a pillar of flames came from it. Appear.

He hurriedly ran back into the open space, shouting, "Alarielle, hold on!"

When I ran to Alarielle's position, I saw her holding the Dragon Fire Sword in both hands. Her eyes were dull as she looked at the several Druccis in front of her who had been roasted into charcoal. The trees that were affected also turned into a charred mass. It was obvious that she was frightened by the huge power of the Dragon Fire Sword.

After seeing that she was fine, Imrik breathed a sigh of relief. How can you still be a legendary lord like this? Even after killing several cannon fodder, his eyes were dull.

He walked up to her, patted her shoulder first, then walked around her, and found that nothing was wrong. He waved his hand in front of her and said, "Come back to your senses."

Alarielle was reminded by Imrik's pat on the shoulder, and her body swayed. A very forced smile appeared on her face, "I'm fine."

Seeing that her smile was a little forced and her face was even pale, Imrik understood what was going on, "First time killing someone?"

"Um."

As she was speaking, the stench of burning flesh blew into Alarielle's nose with the breeze, making her feel a strong nausea and dizziness. She handed the Dragon Fire Sword to Imric, He covered his mouth and squatted down and began to retching.

Imric, who received the Dragon Fire Sword, did not activate the taunting mode as usual, but instead gently patted her back to relieve her discomfort, "We always have to go through such a process, from not adapting to adapting. "

After retching for a moment, Alarielle wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands. As an heir, she had lived in a closely protected palace since she was a child. Apart from necessary interactions, she had hardly seen too many people. In reality, for her, war may appear more in books and poems.

Books and poems would only praise Assur's bravery and fearlessness, but no one would talk about the blood and stench. She had tried her best to suppress the nausea after seeing Imrik's killing before, but after killing this person with her own hands, After a few elves, the depression of this period seemed to explode in an instant. The fall of Avalon, the maid who accompanied him, the massacred people, and the escape all the way...

"You are the eternal queen and the spiritual leader of Asul. Don't show yourself like this in front of others easily."

After hearing Imrik's teachings to her, Alarielle nodded to express her understanding. Although the two were similar in age and even succeeded to the throne only one month apart, perhaps their growing up experiences were too different. Imrik could handle such emergencies much better than himself.

"I'm fine. We need some means to deal with Drucci's reconnaissance." As she spoke, the Eternal Queen had already stood up, her eyes no longer as confused as before, but began to become clear and firm.

Seeing that she had begun to regain some confidence, Imric knew that she should start to face the attack on Avalon. Otherwise, with the messed up look before, even if he rescued her back to Caledor, It's just a vase.

"Tell me what you think."

"The lands of Avalon have a strong connection with the Everqueen, and I am able to mobilize their power."

Just when Imrik thought that the Eternal Queen in front of him was ready to use his ultimate move, awakening eighteen ancient tree men and directly destroying Druzi, and he was a little happy, he just heard her say.

"I can use magic to make some birds help us observe Drucci's movements."

Sighing, the Dragon Prince said nothing and gave her a disappointed look.

I turned around and asked Alarielle to follow me to find something useful. As expected, it was a stupid idea to expect this unreliable queen. I could sense the enemy's movements from a long distance away, and the little bird was spying on me. After arriving, whether I can come back to report is a big question.

Returning to the battle site with the Cold Lizard Knight, Imric picked up the Mercer knife of a Dread Knight and waved it casually. He found that it was okay, so he was not polite and put it directly on his waist. Since the Dragon Fire Sword was taken To defend Alarielle, you should find an off-hand weapon.

Then he took out the thick leather armor from the Dread Knight's iron armor, handed it to Alarielle, and said, "Put it on, this thing can provide some protection."

To be honest, Alarielle is a little resistant to this thing. The cold lizard knight often carries a lot of smell on his body in order to be able to ride that mindless mount. But seeing Imric's impatient expression, he knew that he was not joking. I can only put this leather armor on.

Imric then continued to look to see if there was anything useful. The armor on the Cold Lizard Knight was made of fine steel and black magic. It was very thick. If Alarielle wore it, it would affect her ability to walk. With such speed, he pulled off the black cloak and handed it to her.

"This thing can cover some traces, you can put it away yourself."

Seeing that it was almost done, I counted the time and others should have noticed the situation here soon. Finally, I picked up some dry food and put it in my bag. Then I saw Alarielle still trying to use magic to communicate with birds, and Imrik Take her hand.

"Stop trying your magic. Let's cross the river here."

After walking for ten minutes, I finally arrived at the river where I heard a slight gurgling sound just now. When I saw it with my own eyes, the flow of water was much larger than expected.

Imrik touched his chin. The river was much more turbulent than he imagined, so he squatted down and said without looking back, "Come up, I'll carry you across."

When had our dragon prince ever experienced such humiliation? He actually had to squat down and carry a woman across the river. He thought silently in his heart, it is all a task, it is a mission. This is the arrangement of the ancestors of the dragon tamer. It is not shabby.

Alarielle, who was still frowning and thinking about how to cross the river, was a little surprised to see Imrik actually willing to help.

It is not an easy task for the Dragon Prince to squat down, especially if he is carrying him on his back, then he will be a head taller than him. Although this has no practical significance, for the arrogant Caledonians, it is simply Somewhat incredible.

He felt the Queen leaning against his body, with a few strands of long hair scattered in front of his eyes, which made his nose feel a little itchy. He blew the few strands of hair away with his breath, and Imric held her lower body with the Spear of Heroism. After feeling that there was no problem, he said, "Hold on tight, I can't guarantee that you will have a good experience on the back of the dragon."

"It should be no different from riding a horse." Alarielle put her hands around Imric's neck, hugged him tightly, and then answered in a similar tone.

"Come to Caledor when you have time. I will find a Pegasus to take you over the crater of the Dragon's Back Mountains. You will know the benefits of riding a dragon." As he spoke, Imrik had already stood up and started to walk toward the river. Go.

"Perhaps you should really change your tone if you have time. Aren't you afraid of being beaten?"

"It doesn't matter. Those who can defeat me can't beat me, and those who can defeat me can't defeat me. Caledo lacks everything except warriors. I can bring people to physically convince anyone who is not convinced."

As he spoke, Imric stepped one foot into the river and felt the water was a little cool. This temperature might be just right for him, but that was not the case for Alarielle. After all, she had There are still some poison residues.

After thinking about it, he decided to let the dragon's heart start beating. This would increase the temperature of his body, which should have some effect on Alarielle on his back.

After the sun had set, the two planned to find a suitable location to start camping. Proper rest could ensure a more efficient journey. Blindness was not a characteristic of a qualified warrior.

Imrik did not light a bonfire. It was not a good choice to raise a bonfire when Druzi had already searched the location.

He took out some bacon and dry food from his bag, while Alarelle took out some berries picked along the way. The two sat on the ground and exchanged food.

Asul's diet is mostly vegetarian, supplemented by some meat, so the queen habitually picks some edible berries along the way, and Imrik is obviously not interested in these things that cannot effectively replenish energy. The effects of dragon transformation made it a bit uncomfortable for me to eat vegetarian food, so I could only satisfy my craving.

The Queen was obviously hungry along the way. She tore off a big bite of the bacon, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed the tasteless food with the berries. She didn't care about the so-called royal etiquette at all, and instead acted like a busy person in the countryside. The girl who had been sleeping for a day had her long hair tied behind her waist, without any decorations, and she looked extremely simple.

Imrik couldn't help but smile when he saw a different side of the Queen, and said, "If you had been like this when you first met me, instead of stopping me from killing those Elion people, our relationship might have improved. Better than expected.”

The queen's face was bulging like a little hamster while she was eating. She was swallowing hard. Her escape was completely arranged by Imrik. There was no time to rest or eat along the way. She had to take the opportunity to eat more to avoid being hungry the next day. When he saw Imrik talking, he wiped away the debris from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

"You probably don't really want to kill those people." Alarielle was testing Imrik's psychology. Although the Dragon Prince always liked to talk harshly, he was actually quite a nice person.

"No, I really want to kill those people. I don't care about the so-called Asur racial consciousness. I only care about Caledor." He put his left hand behind his head and leaned against a tree, then took out the berries, Yi Mrik took a bite and it was a little sour, probably because it was undercooked.

"Is the honor of a Dragon Prince so important to you? Even if you go to war with the Inner Ring Kingdom to defend him." Alarielle said in disbelief. Every Asur is a political creature, as long as there is some brains None of the elves would plunge the kingdom into war because of something called honor.

"What does Avalon mean to you? Alarielle." Imrik asked her in return.

"Home, family, friends, responsibility."

"A nice answer, but it makes no sense."

"So what does Caledor mean to you, Imric."

"All of life."

Seeing the queen who was deep in thought, Imric stopped talking and picked up some food and started eating. The contact along the way made him somewhat understand Alarielle's state. She was far from being a qualified person now. The Eternal Queen, who blocked her in Lothern before was just out of inherited responsibilities.

If you want to gain some political influence from her, you have to actively instill some ideas to stimulate her to actively participate in Ulthuan's affairs, instead of staying in Avalon as a flower vase.