Chapter 454 Attention to Skalazak

In order not to embarrass the short-handed Agrim, Adila had the two buckets of black tea used as a prank taken away and replaced with lemon juice that could sober up the alcohol.

Watching the three men of different races on the field looking at each other, they looked very anxious. As the only woman, Adila could only interrupt the atmosphere,

"Agrim, you are leaving in three days, right?"

Agrim, who was interrupted and glared, didn't care. A man is a boy until he dies, and it's the same for any race. There are no beards here. The War Undertaker has had enough fun in the past few years.

I took the extra large glass of lemon juice from the waiter and stirred it twice with an iron rod.

"Well, I have stayed in Lustria long enough, and it's time to return to the mountains. As expected, I will take the ship to Haimen Pass. Thorgreen plans to do something big during this time, and I want to go back and lead it. Kaderin’s heirs are involved.”

"I didn't expect you to be quite tolerant, leaving Damian alone to drink wine?" Imrik glanced at the slightly depressed barbarian, knowing that the two had formed a deep friendship during this period.

"Forget it, although it was Erickson and I's idea that you come to the new world, you still helped a lot."

After thinking about it, I wondered if there was anything else I could give away. Things captured in the Nagasu War couldn't be given away casually. These things are very sensitive. If Agrim brings them back, the stubborn Longbeard may think that Caledor has surrendered, or that the War Undertaker worked for him in exchange for them.

Thinking of Agrim's name, he quickly came up with an idea.

"I have a pair of meteorite gauntlets here. They were made by the Church of Vaal and the Lizardmen in Damian's size. But he probably won't be able to use them and will take them with him when he goes."

Agrim nodded and said there was no problem. There were many equipments forged by elves and dwarves in the Golden Age that can still be used. As long as you pay attention, no one will think anything about it.

Nothing that comes out of Imric's hands is defective, and having more treasures is a good thing.

"As for Damian..."

Although Imric felt that it was more reliable to hold this guy in his hand, after all, he was a super combat warrior who could tear apart bloodthirsty demons with his hands, but looking at the somewhat depressed expression, he knew that he wanted to go out for a walk.

"If he is willing, because of my previous agreement with Erickson, Queen Thorgreen will provide support when he is crowned High Queen. Since Mustache intends to do something big, Damian will fulfill it for me."

The good friends who heard this looked at each other and couldn't help being happy. Who would have thought that Imric would take the initiative to let him go.

"But don't go too far. You have to come back to me when needed."

He glared at Damian, who was excited and about to go back to the tavern to celebrate. Knowing that they must be planning to go to the old world to harm the greenskins, he finally told Agrim,

"Keep an eye on Sklarzak's movements for me. I may send someone to the old world after a while."

There was a commotion when Agrim asked Imrik if he planned to go to the World's Edge Mountains to train dragons.

Two men wearing worn-out chainmail rode horses through the streets. The shields hanging on the saddles were stained with a thick layer of mud, making it difficult to see the coat of arms.

The rider ignored the city's order prohibiting horses from moving quickly. Looking at his anxious expression, it seemed that there was an evil spirit behind him.

Bretonnian?

Imric was a little confused, knowing that he had explicitly not allowed Bretonnians to come to Lustria, not only to prevent Lilith from infiltrating here, but also to prevent the lizardmen from being disturbed.

These adventure knights must find some powerful creatures to get foot-washing water. Most of Lustria's beasts are reserve troops, and they will not allow themselves to be ruined by Lilith's licking dogs.

Before Imrik could say anything, Adira's originally happy expression immediately turned livid. This was a blatant provocation to the authority of the Dragon Palace. These Bretonnian monkeys actually sneaked across the country again for the so-called gift of the Lady of the Lake. .

Turning to look at Damian, Adira gave the unfamiliar warrior the first order,

"Stop them and drag them out to sink into the sea."

Damian, who put down the mango juice, could only drag his exhausted body and prepare to complete this task. But he knew who was responsible for repaying the debt owed in the tavern.

"If there is any news about Sklarzak, I will send it through the channel in Erengrad."

After finishing speaking, Agrim also took off his short legs and ran towards the two exploring knights. He was not a dwarf from the Gray Mountains, and he didn't care about Bretonnia's face at all.

"Why are you willing to let Damian run away to the old world? This is not like your previous style." Adira's face was full of curiosity. She did not expect that her husband would actually let barbarians run around.

"After all, everyone has his own life, and I am very happy that he can find a friend, not to mention..."

Looking at the two strong warriors on the street who looked more like troublemakers than solving problems, they couldn't help but shake their heads.

"Agrim will definitely get the title of Butcher King after that. I need every strength to prepare for what happens next. Damian is a good contact point."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this today, where will we go later?" Adila felt that these people should not be allowed to interfere with this couple's activities, and the rare peaceful life must not be ruined.

"It depends on what you think, as long as it's not going to a tailor shop." Thinking of the bad experience last time, Imrik rejected the only thing he disliked.

"Then let's go to the theater and see it. I heard that a crew came to Lothern and the response seems to be pretty good."

"Then let's go."

After Imric settled the bill, he bent his elbow to take his wife's hand and walked slowly towards the theater to the west.

After a while, Imrik, who was sitting at the end of the stand, kept trembling his mouth corners backwards. He looked at the lively performances of the actors on the stage and just wanted to leave quickly.

An elf riding a wooden purple dragon is holding a lance and fighting with an elf riding a black dragon. In order to add a bit of authenticity, several braziers and weapons are placed on the stage to show that this is On the battlefield.

"Evil Witch King, you are just a loser. Countless failures have not allowed you to learn lessons. I, the descendant of Caledor, will let you experience the taste of failure again!"

As the protagonist read the lines, the lance was also inserted into the armpit of the "Witch King", showing how the Dragon Prince easily captured the Witch King on the battlefield of Fenouir Plain.

"Ah! Ah!"

The "Witch King" covered his injured abdomen with his hands. After several people wearing dragon armor came closer, he could only raise his arm wrapped in iron armor, raised his head from the ground and looked at the "Dragon Prince" who was still on the dragon. When he spoke, his tone was full of viciousness;

"Sons of Ulthuan, you will eventually die, but I will come back. As long as there is one person left in Druchi, the hatred will not end!"

"Then I will kill all the Druzis and let the eternal hatred end here!"

After the lines fell, the "Witch King" activated the light spell on his gauntlet, and used the teleportation spell to leave under the contemptuous eyes of the "Dragon Prince".

The red curtain symbolizing the end was immediately closed, and the exciting music brought the drama to an end.

Applause came like raindrops, praising the superb acting skills of the two actors.

As the person involved, Imric had a weird look on his face, but he still clapped his hands and asked Adira, who was leaning against him, a slight flush suddenly appeared on his face.

"Why do I feel so strange? You are regarded as the protagonist of a heroic drama even though you are not dead yet. And why are you blushing? Are you embarrassed on my behalf?"