Chapter 195 The Chosen One's Internal Strife
"Your Highness, Your Highness?"
Masno, who was supporting Imric, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the prince. Although Malekith ran away, there were still Khorne demons entering through the portal. In the mortal world, those present need his command.
After Masno's reminder, Imrik looked back at the crowd in front of him, including the dragon princes, the Shadow King, and Teclis, who intuitively led the Witch King to escape.
The Shadow King had already drawn his long sword from his waist and wanted to cut off Teclis' head. He was even more unable to accept this reality than the Dragon Prince. Just when the feud that had lasted for thousands of years was about to be resolved, the Phoenix Stone in the Archmage's bag ignited. The holy fire in Malekith's body directly caused him to escape this death.
The people present just looked at Aris's actions with cold eyes. No one wanted to stop him from intending to kill Teclis to vent his anger. He had already appeared from the shadows and approached the Archmage in a way that no one could imagine. .
"Stop him." After Imric saw this situation, he immediately gave an order to Agathel next to Tigris. Tigris was not worthy of death. He was just a poor man controlled by the gods. Like everyone present, it was Asuryan who set up for Malekith a part of the thousands of years of Phoenix King trials.
The long steel sword that appeared from the shadows was blocked by Agthel. Even though the Dragon Prince didn't understand why he didn't let the Shadow King execute Teclis, the war criminal, he still stopped Aris in accordance with the prince's order.
Under the long black hair, Aris's handsome face became a little distorted because of anger. Even as a double god, strength is not his strong point. He was immediately stopped by Agthel and continued to attack, while several people next to him The high-ranking dragon princes also surrounded him to prevent his next move.
Seeing their master surrounded by the Caledonians, the Shadowrunners next to him took out long arrows from the quiver behind them and put them in their hands. For a moment, the atmosphere between the two teams changed due to their different attitudes towards Teclis. The situation is tense.
The Shadow King did not put the sword back on his waist, but turned around to look at the Dragon Prince who was very weak due to his injuries. He had a good impression of this young man and had developed Caledor very well since he succeeded to the throne. What's more important is that even when Ulthuan gradually dropped his guard against Druzi, he still maintained his incomparable hatred for Druzi.
"Imrik, give me a reason. A great mage from Sulfre is not worth the conflict between Caledor and Nagaryth." While speaking, the Shadow King aimed his murderous intent at Tiger without concealment. Rhys, at this distance, he has already felt that this frail man has the blood of Aenarion and the divine power of Lilith.
He might be Malekith's spy in Ulthuan, in order to send the Witch King away at the most critical moment. This idea emerged in Aris' mind.
The Shadow King didn't care at all about the magical power of Lilith in Teclis. His relationship with Lilith was not that of a normal god or believer, but a collaborator. Even if he lost the gift of Lilith, he relied on Loic's choice and numbers. With thousands of years of experience, he still has extremely high combat effectiveness.
The Dragon Prince who stood there did not speak, but moved his lips slightly a few times. No one present knew what he expressed.
But the Shadow King knew what message he conveyed. Imrik used the ancient Elvish language Elsalin, an ancient language that is almost extinct in Ulthuan. Only a few families who have inherited it from ancient times can speak it. It will expose the heirs to this language as one of the symbols of noble bloodline.
The patriarch of the Annar family, Aris's grandfather Iolorolan, as the flag bearer of Aenario, his position is now the war lord of the Phoenix Court, and Ali, as the only survivor of the Anar family Si, naturally understands this language.
Imric used the lip language of the ancient elves to convey three terms to the Shadow King: Asuryan, Phoenix King, and Aenarion.
After roughly guessing what Imric meant, Aris frowned and put the sword back to his waist, ignoring several high-level dragon princes who were blocking him, and walked towards the Shadow Walkers. At the last moment when he disappeared into the shadows, he said The ancient elven language came out of his mouth,
"I will personally visit the Dragon Palace later." The Shadow Walkers also followed in the footsteps of their master and left. It seemed that they planned to hunt down the remnants of the Druchi soldiers who fled towards the north. Since the Witch King Having escaped, these Druchi need to accept the hatred and anger that Nagaryth has accumulated for thousands of years on behalf of their master.
After seeing the Shadow King leave, Imrik waved to the people around him to cooperate with Ronin who came from the sea to close the portal. Finally, he looked at the Archmage Tiger who was burned because of the Asuryan Holy Fire appearing on his waist. Reese.
"You did a bad thing out of your kindness." Imrik's tone was very calm, as if he didn't mean to blame him.
Teclis, who barely stood up by the staff of the moon, was covered in sweat. Even if the holy fire only stayed on his body for a moment, it was already as painful as all the previous diseases combined. It is difficult to imagine how Malekith was in the holy fire. Zhong persisted for so long without losing his mind. In other words, he has already lost his mind.
"It's hard for me to explain this. After all, sophistry can only show that I have made a mistake." Teclis took out the potion from his arms and drank it in one gulp. His pale face was coughing non-stop. It could be seen that now He, even an untrained mortal, can easily solve it. The curse of Aenarion's bloodline is so obvious in the two Tai brothers.
Imric, who heard this, had no intention of continuing to communicate with him. He was escorted by a group of dragon princes and left this place. Fenouir Plains. This place will be remembered in the palace murals of Caledor. But not as an honor, but as a shame. Imrik needs the dead children of Caledor on the mural to remember how unreliable the elven gods are. Not all gods are like Vaal and Ardaeus remained friendly to Caledor.
In other words, even the blacksmith Val, the patron god of Caledor, is trying to gain something from the Dragon Kingdom.
During the moment of contemplation, Luo Ning had already led the Flame Tower Mage to close the Chaos Portal, and the war finally came to an end.
As Mortellius carried the scarred Dragon Prince back to the Caledonian camp, everyone saw the injury of the dragon lord who symbolized the kingdom. The Caledorian armor was already between the Witch King and the Black Guard. Most of it was broken under their siege, and only the dragon wings on the shoulders stood proudly on the prince.
Just like the prince who is covered in scars but still inspires everyone.
"Your performance on the battlefield surprised me. Theodore, you are a natural warrior just like your father. I still remember that when I followed my late father to watch the game in Wind Howling City, your father used his bare hands to kill the Charis White. Killed by a lion, you are worthy of being his heir."
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"Brave Gresham, how many Druzi and Chaos remnants you have killed this time, your name will definitely be included in the canonization ceremony of the Dragon Palace. ."
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Imrik, who was located on the back of Mortellius, stretched out his hands to encourage the Caledor soldiers who knew their names. As the leader of the kingdom, he could not show weakness anywhere, so that he would be The subjects were convinced.
(End of chapter)