Chapter 1350: Hopeful Encounter

When the emperor and the marshal arrived at Ulthuan with more than 20 Rick Guards through the military-grade teleportation array personally cast by the "best wizard" Minasnir, Carl's face changed.

A strong feeling of discomfort surged from his chest and abdomen. This feeling came so quickly and fiercely that it seemed to flip him upside down.

A pair of big hands pressed on the emperor's shoulders, allowing him to barely maintain his posture without closing his eyes and supporting the pillar beside him.

"Thank you, Kurt..."

"It seems that Minasnir still hasn't changed this stinky habit. He was instructed to use the teleportation spell and still used the lizardman's rainbow bridge technology."

The strange voice made the emperor realize that the person who supported him was not a familiar confidant.

A warm feeling came from the big hand, which quickly dispelled the discomfort in his body. After the emperor gradually adapted, he looked up at the person who reached out to help.

A man with slender blond hair, with a smile on his lips, wearing a gorgeous red and green robe.

"Nice meeting, Emperor Karl Franz. I am Draknir, Prince of Caledor... This means the son of the dragon in the dragon language."

Unlike the expected reception by a group of dragons with a display of power and courtesy, standing in front of the imperial people, there was only Draknir and an attendant.

Maintaining his body shape, after shaking hands with Draknir, the emperor also chose to introduce himself instead of letting the servant state his title.

"Karl Franz, Prince of Aldolf, many people also call me the emperor."

This seemingly self-deprecating introduction made Draknir nod secretly. It was right as he expected. The emperor was a sensible person and would prove himself in various appropriate ways.

If Caledor chose to receive him with a group of dragons, coupled with the prank of Old Mi's teleportation spell, Karl would definitely think it was a humiliation. Although he would not show too much in Ulthuan, after returning to the empire, things in Bretonnia would inevitably change.

When Draknir looked at Karl, Karl was also looking at the young elf.

Even in Ulthuan, elves who inherit the throne at the age of a hundred are extremely rare. According to human age classification, it is like a boy who has just learned to dance with a sword and suddenly obtains a huge country.

But as expected, the prince who took charge of the court when his father was away at war at a young age showed extraordinary abilities. Many people thought he was like a Saphri elf, not a warlike Caledor.

These inherent impressions together shaped Karl's idea of ​​Draknir. He originally thought that Prince Caledor should look like the elven wizard in his impression, looking weak and fragile, but in fact, the sturdy body wrapped in the robe and the palms full of calluses showed that he must be a powerful warrior.

After releasing his hand, Draknir explained with a little regret: "Unfortunately, because of the upcoming war, the ministers are busy preparing, and the Everqueen has also invited his wife and children to Avalon for a gathering. The family is small and it is difficult to find a suitable person to welcome them, so I can only do it myself.

Besides, griffins should not like occasions where dragons gather..."

The humorous joke shows Draknir's recognition of the emperor, but it also fully explains one thing. He can choose to let a group of dragons welcome the emperor, but in the end only one person came. Whether to put pressure on him depends on his own idea.

"My honor, then this is the Dragon Palace?"

Carl was a little curious. He always heard about the grandeur of the Dragon Palace, but when he arrived, it didn't seem as huge as he imagined. The surroundings were very similar to the palace given to the Phoenix King by the Palace of Altdorf.

"As you can see, this is the Dragon Palace... If I remember correctly, you should be the second imperial to set foot in this ancient palace."

"Who is the first?"

Draconil smiled and did not answer Carl's question. He turned sideways and spread his hands, making an invitation gesture.

"Please go first. Words cannot describe the antiquity of this palace. Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you understand the most ancient and glorious kingdom of Ulthuan."

Carl did not think that there were eight hundred swordsmen ambushing outside, so he took the lead in following the direction of Draconil and his followers' hands, and Kurt also deliberately stopped, and asked Prince Caledor to go with the emperor. As a marshal, he was not suitable to stand in the front row.

This may be cautious or respectful, but Draconil did not care. He shook his head and smiled, and walked out of the teleportation room of the side hall with Carl.

Stepping out of the teleportation room, passing through several secret paths where it was difficult to see the surrounding environment, Carl's heart that originally wanted to compare suddenly became silent.

Can anyone tell me why a palace for elves is really like the rumors say, with a main hall covering a thousand meters and towering into the clouds.

Is it true that this is not a mountain moved to the palace, but a man-made one?

The dragons are winding on the towers in the main hall. Since the large-scale awakening, the magic towers that have lost their functions have now restored their past significance. The warm and towering environment makes the dragons very adaptable. Except for Lao Mi who cannot stay there at all due to his size, many dragons have divided their spheres of influence in the main hall.

In front of Carl is a giant building that occupies most of the field of vision with just a sidelong glance. The shadow of the mountain is constantly oppressive, and the whistling sound of the dragon's wings is blowing in the face with an ancient breath.

When a purple-blue scaled dragon looked sideways at the emperor from the tower, the majestic eyes, like the horns of a crown, made Carl feel...excited.

There is a giant dragon in the Altdorf Zoo. He is one of the few people in the empire who can fight alongside the dragon. Compared with ordinary people's fear of the dragon, the emperor is more curious.

Why does the Imperial Dragon always end up in silence when it comes to Caledor?

When the Yao Xing Dragon swept over the humans, it was a little doubtful and wary, but after seeing the familiar elf figure, it raised its tail, as if it was a sign of boredom, thinking that it was boring to not be able to hunt these intruders in person. .

The Rick guards were a little nervous. There were at least thirty dragons in front of them, and each one seemed to be able to easily destroy this visitor.

"There is no need to be nervous. The wisdom of dragons is countless times higher than human imagination. They are noble beasts..."

Drachnir sang softly, using Caledor's unique communication method, instructing the dragon to be honest and not to scare these friends who came from afar.

The unhappy Yao Xinglong flew away from the tower with his tribe. They were not soldiers. They had their own temper. If they didn't want it here, they couldn't go elsewhere.

After getting rid of the dragon that made Rick's guards highly nervous, Draconir kept sighing: "Obviously they are unwilling to obey my orders. Who knows that I am not the dragon lord."

"Perhaps I should convey this complaint to the Phoenix King. He won't mind if the Dragon Horn changes its owner."

Karl's response made Drachnir also smile. Although he looked very serious and resolute, the emperor might be a person with a sense of humor.

"The Dragon Palace has prepared a dinner, but no nobles will participate..."

"Please tell me why, I'm a little curious about it."

"Many nobles are opposed to Caledor's increased support for the empire, but this kingdom is ruled by me, so naturally I will not listen to some boring complaints.

Besides, time is urgent, and you must be anxious to deal with post-war matters. Please take a rest for the time being and discuss the relevant issues formally tomorrow. "(End of chapter)