Chapter 120 Alarielle's Toys
"Your fighting skills really amaze me, Prince Imrik."
Alarielle, who was hiding in the woods, slowly walked out, looking very surprised at the corpses here.
She originally wanted to use magic to support Imrik, but she didn't expect that the strength of this Dragon Prince might be far beyond her imagination. Twenty wizard spirits could already kill an Asur army of hundreds of people at will. But in his hands, all the militia troops were eliminated in less than five minutes with that spear that he had never seen before.
"If all Assur trained as diligently as the Caledonians, these Druchi would not have the power to breathe in this world." "
But war is not the only purpose of living. Assur should have more A good life."
"So Caledor should bear the burden of this good life for you? The last person to do this was Aenarion, and the result was that Nagaryth became a wasteland." Hearing this
. Imrik's sarcasm seemed intentional and unintentional, and Alarielle felt speechless.
The Dragon Prince's sarcastic mouth is already famous in Ulthuan. Except for those he likes, even the generals of the five major gates will be ridiculed in front of him.
"Perhaps we should consider how to leave instead of discussing the situation in the kingdoms of Ulthuan." Alarielle walked to a wizard and felt a little sad when she looked at these distant relatives whose bodies were engraved with Kane's bloody runes. As Elsa's divine choice, she should care for every elf, but the actual situation is always unexpected.
Crouching down, Imric was looking for something useful from the Witch Spirit, such as healing herbs or deadly poisons. The thousands of years of war had made both sides know each other very well, and these bottles Almost all the functions of bottles and jars have been thoroughly studied.
He took out some herbs from the body of the witch spirit, crushed them with his palms and put them into a clean container. After shaking off the juice on his hands, Imrik stood up and said, "Let's go, we still have a long way to go. "
After that, he handed the container containing the potion to Alarelli and said, "Drink this, it will be of some use to you."
After taking the bottle of potion, Alarelli was obviously a little surprised, and suddenly felt that Im Rick's stinky face didn't seem so ugly, "Maybe you are not as cold as I thought."
But Prince Long just snorted, "What you should consider is how to take good care of your body and be prepared for the next actions. Some help, not what I do."
After hearing this, Alarielle covered her mouth and smiled. As long as she didn't care about the Dragon Prince's bad mouth, it didn't seem so embarrassing. As she put the unknown green in the container After drinking the potion, the two began to escape again.
"How do you plan to leave here?"
Alarielle, who was closely following Imric, suddenly said. If she was a little uneasy because she would be hunted if she escaped, but after seeing the strength of the Dragon Prince, she felt There is great certainty in this operation, and few people in Ulthuan can match his strength.
"Find a ship from the western port to go to the land in the inner ring of Caledor, return to the Dragon's Back Mountains, and then gather the troops to kill all Druzi." "From what you said,
I think this is a very simple matter ."
"Indeed, as long as the people in the kingdom think about fighting all day long, and the armaments manufacturing plant has no time to rest for a day, it is indeed an easy thing." "Don't you think about a day of rest
? "Alarielle only has one impression of Caledor, and that is the never-ending war. Even though the fire dragon emblem is full of scars, it is still extremely sharp.
"Never. In this crisis-ridden world, people will never have a chance to breathe."
The exchange between the two fell into silence. Imrik only responded to Alarielle's words, and did not take the initiative to chat. He doesn't have much interest, and once he enters a state of combat readiness, indifference will become synonymous with Caledor.
Alarielle, on the other hand, had some deeper feelings about the current situation in Caledor. A martial and warlike kingdom met a leader who was a war fanatic. After the sun had crossed the central axis of the sky for a long time and was about to set, Imrik felt it was time to stop and rest for a while, and turned to look at Alarielle, whose face was wet with sweat.
This woman's willpower is quite strong, and she walked for so long without making a sound. The dense forest environment consumes more energy than the flat land, and it is definitely not easy for Alarielle, who is still in a weak state.
"Let's take a rest first."
After hearing Imrik's words, Alarielle nodded, took out the cloth that had been cleaned in the morning and wiped the sweat on her face. Even if she grew up in the forest of Avalon , but her weak body is really unable to support her progress for too long.
After observing the surrounding environment, it was still the same as before. Large green trees were densely scattered around, and not far away, there was a rock wall protruding from the mountain, which looked like a good camping spot.
Seeing that she had already bent her waist and was resting with her hands on her knees, Imrik ignored the complicated etiquette and walked over to hug her waist and put her on his waist.
"Prince Long, your behavior is not in line with court etiquette, and it is not the way you should treat a lady."
Hearing that she was actually in the mood to tease him, although he wanted to give her a few blows on her cock, but Im Rick still held back.
"If there is a chance in the future, let the Eternal Queen personally come to Caledor to teach the Dragon Prince what court etiquette is, but here, I have the final say." "Then I
will take the maid group to visit the Dragon Palace in person."
Following. The two came to the bottom of the protruding rock wall. Imrik picked up some dry wood from other places. When they came back, they saw the queen whittling a wooden stick with the dragon fire sword.
"So our Queen plans to beat those Druzi to death with a broken wooden stick?"
He piled the wood on the ground, crossed his arms and continued to watch her movements.
"This is not a broken stick, I can use it to make a bow." Alarielle, who was holding the dragon fire sword, didn't seem to respect the long sword that symbolized Prince Caledor at all. Instead, she seemed to be using a Woodworking knife.
"If you are willing to put the energy wasted on this toy on rest, I think we will get out of this place faster."
Hearing Imrik say that the bow in his hand is a toy, the Eternal Queen felt a little angry for the first time , raised his slender eyebrows, and stared at the Dragon Prince with his emerald green eyes, "Avalonians are the best at using bows and arrows, and I am no exception." "So?"
Imric didn't believe Alarielle's skills . The toy can pierce Drucci's black armor.
If you were the Shadow King or Orion, you might have this effect. Those two old monsters would probably be like ballistas even if they were thrown with a stick. The bow cannot be drawn.
Suspended by Imrik's words, the originally raised eyebrows quickly disappeared, and Alarielle's voice became a little softer, "I can use it to kill some small animals to satisfy my hunger." As the Dragon Prince continued without hesitation
, Covering up her laughter, Alarielle continued to polish the bow silently. Perhaps she had felt wrong before. This guy not only had a bad mouth, but also had the same personality.
PS: There is something wrong with the ordering of chapters. It can only be changed on Monday. Please read it first.
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