Chapter 526 Another Destiny

The magnificent Phoenix King's Court was still noisy as usual, and the members of the War Council were sitting in their respective positions, bragging about the great achievements they had made in the recent past.

Imrik, who was sitting in the southwest corner, said hello to his father-in-law next to him. The War Council usually convenes once every five years. If the prince does not have time to participate, he can also assign the authority to take charge.

In the previous two war councils, Randy was fully responsible for Caledor. Since the veterans have chosen to retire, the only choice is to let the Dragon Prince go into battle.

This is a great place to have fun, so there’s no reason not to come and check it out.

Before the official start, Azhuo moved his chair over and asked in a low voice,

"I heard that you are investing troops in Kislev. Is there any benefit that Tyroncs can get from it?"

Imrik gave the old fox a big roll of his eyes. Could he have such a shameless father-in-law? They usually say that finding a wife of a powerful man would save him two hundred years of hard work, but for him, it seems that he still has two hundred years more.

"No, if you want to join in fighting vampires, I have no problem with it."

A mysterious smile appeared on Aizhuo's face. He obviously didn't believe this. Working for free was not something this boy would do.

"Do you think I will believe it? Apart from the population, there is nothing else worthy of your concern about Kislev. Even the Flame Knights have been sent out."

He noticed that the team escorting the prince this time was the Dragon Halberd Guards, not the Flameborn Knights as the royal guards. The champion warrior Masno had not been seen for a while. He must have gone to fight vampires.

Imric touched his angular chin, and then rubbed the bright yellow sapphire ring on the ring finger of his left hand, which was a gift from his wife.

In fact, Caledor did not gain much from fighting vampires, but one possibility made him choose to invest a lot of effort, and that was the fate of Adira and Alisala.

In the original timeline, his wife was converted into a vampire in Sylvania in order to save Alarielle and Tyrion's daughter.

As for Alishara, although she didn't know what was going on, she still agreed with the name given by Alarielle. Fear and escape were never things a blood descendant of the Dragon Tamer family would do.

Let Kislev become a battlefield that can determine the fate of the mortal dead. This is why he attaches so much importance to it. There are two volumes of the Book of Nagash hidden in the Altdorf Sigma Cathedral. If they are sent to the northern wasteland.

So if Arkhan who comes after hearing the news is killed, the possibility of the Undead Archmage being resurrected will be infinitely reduced. Whether from a personal or racial perspective, this matter can indeed take more effort.

"In fact, this may have something to do with Adila. She always dislikes the palace being too deserted, so I want to find some barbarian noble girls as servants."

Obviously Aizhuo didn't believe this answer, his face was full of doubts, but after the people arrived one after another, he chose to wait for the official start.

As for Imric, who was perfunctory with his father-in-law, he took stock of the attendees, including the Supreme Mage Teclis of Sulfri, Avalon's chief maid Lilaze, Bella, the heir to the red-haired family of Elion, Odd, Prince Charis, Eltharion, Prince of Iris, and Aisling, Sea Lord of Cosqui.

If this is indeed a meeting of the highest level in terms of level, I am afraid that the next development plan for Ulthuan will emerge from here.

After War Lord Tyrion officially sat on the main seat with a gold embossed phoenix, the council officially began.

Tyrion took the process list from his attendant and began to speak from the first item. This is why many people respect him. He is not like other Lothern nobles who like to speak at length before convening a council.

"Concerning the garrison in Anaheim, does Caledor need support from other kingdoms?"

He set his sights on Imrik. This was actually a potential question. How should Anaheim be characterized? Whether it should be the land of Caledor or the overseas fortress of Ulthuan.

"Calledor will preside over all affairs in Anaheim and build it into a complete military fortress in the short term, serving as the center for controlling southern Naggaroth."

An answer that suited his style.

The participants had already anticipated the Dragon Prince's reply. If other kingdoms were to send troops to station, they might still make people suspicious.

Tyrion nodded to show that he understood, and began to read the second item,

"Elion wants to carry out military reform and expand the proportion of infantry. I personally support this. In the battle of Fennoir Plains, each country exposed its shortcomings. The Phoenix King's Court hopes that when encountering emergencies, all countries will Have the ability to defend yourself and fight back.”

Before the person in charge, Bella Red-whiskers, could speak, Imric laughed first, looking extremely cheerful.

"Erion's military reform? This is when they face Asrai, praying that the armor on their bodies can bend tree branches and spears."

Young Bella wanted to refute, but looking at the Dragon Prince's face that was still laughing, she could only turn her gaze to the war lord. She felt that she would be targeted beforehand, but she didn't expect that as soon as she raised it, she would be attacked by Im. Rick scoffed.

Tyrion gave her a calm look and reminded Imric, who was still laughing, "Prince Dragon, this is the War Council, please be careful with your words."

"Sorry, sorry, I just couldn't help but think about the scene of Orion leading the hounds to massacre in the endless grassland, so let's continue with this topic."

Seeing Imric saying sorry but looking indifferent, everyone knew that he was starting to find fault. The foul-mouthed prince they hadn't seen for a long time was about to arrive in Ulthuan.

Bella took a deep breath. It was not that Elion had never thought about supporting the Nagaroth battlefield, but due to domestic pressure and the actual environment, he had no choice but to give up.

The trauma of the war twelve years ago has not disappeared, and the Arion people, who are proud of their cavalry, are not good at attacking tough battles.

"We hope to expand the arms import quota by 30%, and let the church of Vaal Anvil provide technical support, and Elion will provide it..."

Before she could finish stating her conditions, Imrik had already interrupted.

"I agreed, and then Elion went to find the relevant person in charge."

Um……

agreed. Bella's eyes widened. She had made a lot of preparations in advance, expecting a piece of meat to be bitten off.

Regardless of what this girl with rare red hair was thinking, Imric put his hands on the table and began to speak impatiently.

"What is the next topic? I don't want to talk about these unimportant things anymore. There are three princes sitting here, and there are enough things to deal with every day. If an army reform has to be put on the agenda, Draconir He can also sit in my chair and he can already tell the difference between yes and no.”

"Maybe two chairs." Azrael lost no time in saying. He only had a daughter in Adelaide. If something goes wrong, his second son might inherit the throne of Tyron Locke's prince.

Tyrion, who was under pressure, did not refute, and the serious expression on his face relaxed a little. He did not like to talk about complicated issues for a long time. Originally, Elion's military reform should be completed alone, but just to make it smoother, he put it in the war. on the agenda of Parliament.

"Then the third item..." Tyrion's piercing eyes searched for a moment, and he quickly found a meaningful thing.

"About the members of the embassy that will be sent to Athel Loren in accordance with His Majesty's foreign policy one year later."