Chapter 118: Just Getting Used
In the deep cave, a small bonfire illuminated the surroundings. The Eternal Queen, who was sleeping deeply under the light of the fire, looked very peaceful, but her frown obviously meant that she was having an unpleasant dream.
As a night watcher, Imrik glanced at the Eternal Queen, untied the blue cloak on his back, and covered Alarielle.
Feeling that something was covering her body, Alarielle unconsciously grasped the corners of the cloak tightly with her hands, wrapping her whole body as if she had grasped the backbone.
"She is still a girl after all, and the successive blows must have had a great impact on her."
Standing there and watching Alarielle's movements, Imric sighed in his heart for a while, put a few pieces of wood into the bonfire, and turned around Go outside.
Walking close to the entrance of the cave, the moonlight, which symbolizes Lilith's purity, passed through the forest from the night sky and was scattered into the dark cave.
"How should I call you, my ancestor? Guardian of the world? The greatest mage of the elves?"
As Imric muttered to himself at the entrance of the cave, a figure appeared from the moonlight of Lilith, his skin almost translucent. The muscles of the body have completely atrophied, making the fingers look like claws. The tattered blue robe covers the body of the living skeleton. The expression on the face is extremely calm, and two black lights replace the eyes.
Caledor Dragon Tamer, the hero who has guarded the world in the Maelstrom for thousands of years, finally appears in front of Imrik.
When the Dragon Prince thought that the Chaos Storm would cause Druzi to open a portal and reach Avalon, a voice emerged from his mind. Alarielle must be saved by herself, and Caledor will also be in crisis.
At that time, he had already captured this kind of spiritual suggestion, and there were only two situations where he could penetrate the dragon palace, which was comparable to the magical guardianship of the Phoenix Court, and give him this kind of spiritual suggestion. The first was a few of Tzeentch's subordinates. The All-Changing Demon Lord personally ended up, and the other one was the dragon tamer who personally laid out the magical protection of the dragon palace.
The first situation is highly likely to be ruled out by Imrik. The appearance of the big demon will trigger a powerful magical vortex, but there is no chaotic energy in any place in Caledor that can provide the big demon with walking in reality. There are a series of specializations in the palace. The magic used against Tzeentch was no different.
The biggest possibility is the second one. Caledor Dragon Tamer used his unparalleled magic to hint to himself in the maelstrom. Only he can make all the protective magic in the Dragon Palace ineffective, because the protective magic is made of Set by the Dragon Tamer.
Along the way, those Druzi were not aware of his latent actions at all. The Dragon Prince still had some awareness of his stealth skills. It was impossible for those Kane assassins who specialized in pursuit and hunting not to notice.
After hearing Imrik's words, a smile appeared on the calm face of the skeleton-like dragon tamer. He licked his lips, as if this would make it easier to speak. He had not spoken for thousands of years to let this magic The voice of the transformed body seemed extremely hoarse and cracked, "Protect Ulthuan, Imric, I am proud of you."
An excitement that should not have appeared in Imric's heart, and he stood up straight, He couldn't help but put his trembling hands on his chest, "I will live up to the name of our ancestor Caledor."
The dragon tamer shrouded in the moonlight nodded slightly, and blue magic particles began to appear from under his feet. It was obvious that this body was made with magic. The incarnation will disappear soon. He nodded to Imric, "You are Imric, the second dragon lord after me."
Seeing that his ancestor was about to disappear, Imric ran towards him anxiously. Go, and this magical incarnation disappeared too quickly. I only saw a slight smile on the face of the dragon tamer who was always cold in legend.
In a daze, tears seemed to appear from his eyes. Imric didn't know where the tears came from. Was it the excitement of his ancestors' recognition of him, or was it the sight of the dragon tamer turning into this picture of neither human nor ghost, without any trace of emotion. It makes me feel sad because of the heroic appearance in the legendary battle with the dragon. Imrik, who was kneeling on the ground, saw a few tears falling to the ground, making a clear echo on the hard stone slab. The man half-kneeling on the ground spread his hands and murmured, "I am Imrik after all. It's still Wang Boming."
This question appeared in my mind for the first time. The influence of the original owner has not disappeared, not only on the physical level. I had this feeling before, and after seeing the dragon tamer, this feeling became even more intense. He is so clear that no matter how much he respects the dragon tamer, he cannot be so excited that he sheds tears.
Just when I was in a trance, I glanced at the fire dragon emblem on my hand armor. This symbol of Caledor's inheritance for thousands of years made my mind clearer. I clenched my palms. I was Wang Boming and Imrik. No one can change this reality!
After firming up his belief, he stood up and walked into the cave. Since it was the request of the ancestral dragon tamer, he could not leave Alarielle and use the teleportation scroll to run away. Even if Malekith came, he would have to eat the giant monster first. The dragon lords are two big mouths, and they will try again to see if they can snatch the queen away from themselves.
After an uneventful night, Alarielle slowly opened her eyes and saw the Dragon Prince impaling two rabbits on wooden sticks and roasting them on the bonfire. The golden oil dripped on the bonfire, making a sizzling sound.
"You seem to have had a good rest." Imrik looked at Alarielle and said as he noticed her waking up.
"I thought I would find you missing the next day." Alarielle opened her cloak a little and found that her clothes were the same as yesterday. It was obvious that the Dragon Prince had not done anything to her, and her body was only a little weak. She had eaten some Food should make things better.
"How much credit should be given to saving the Eternal Queen? I'm a little curious. Should the Phoenix King bow to me?" He walked over and handed her a roasted rabbit. Imric sat back down again, a little curious. , and said somewhat sarcastically.
"I am just an ordinary female elf now. I may disappoint you, Imric." Alarielle carefully pulled off a piece of the golden and crispy skin of the rabbit, and after eating it in her mouth, her eyes suddenly lit up. I found it tasted much better than I imagined.
"Your cooking skills are very good, can you tell me why?" The two of them didn't seem to care at all that they were escaping from pursuit. Instead, they started chatting as if they were on an outing.
Picking up the almost roasted rabbit in his hand, Imrik bit off the rabbit's head directly. The strong bite force crushed the bones into powder. After swallowing the cute rabbit's head, he said, "The dragon tamer family will Throw an heir of suitable age into the Dragonspine Mountains to live alone for five years. If you don't know a little bit of craftsmanship, you may starve to death there." "
Your way of eating is indeed very Caledorian." After seeing Imrik, A rabbit was eaten with all the bones and skin, and the Queen did not know whether to praise or sarcastically comment.
"After all, Caledor is not like the inner ring, where you can just sow seeds on the ground and wait for something to be harvested for nothing." "
Perhaps you can cultivate the land in the inner ring of Caledor for food. I think this matter is important to the Dragon Palace. It's easy." When she said this, Alarielle acted very sincerely. As the eternal queen, she needs to pay attention to the living environment of every elf.
But as the foul-mouthed prince, Imric didn't care about the sincerity in her tone, "Perhaps the Eternal Queen's Courtyard should be built in Athel Loren. After all, that place can better express vitality. Those who crawl on the trees like springtails Aslay will definitely welcome your action."
"Do you have this attitude towards everyone, or just me?" "
No, it's just a habit. No matter how bad my attitude is, no one dares to do anything to me. ”
(End of chapter)