Chapter 504 The beloved child


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  Chapter 504 The beloved child is

  far away from Ulthuan in the old world. In the vast dragon palace, a toddler holds on to the stone pillars engraved with the glory of his ancestors with both hands, and his fat palms rest on it, trying to Button down the beautiful dragon scale relief.

  A beautiful figure suddenly poked his head out from behind the stone pillar, making a grimace on his delicate face, as if he wanted to scare the little guy.

  But for a stubborn person who was taken by his father to fly on the sea and swing on the crater just a few months after he was born, it was obvious that the son of the dragon would not be afraid. He stretched out his hand to catch this grimace, mumbling indistinctly.

  "Sister."

  The girl who was called sister hugged the little guy and used her pretty face without makeup to feed the baby-fat Dracnir. She muttered,

  "My little highness, if my lady knows that you are secretly picking off dragon scales again, , might be angry again."

  "Oh, Philonina, who do you think will be angry?"

  A male voice came from behind, making the girl with a doting expression on her face stunned for an instant, and she hugged her brother and turned around He turned around and greeted the speaker.

  "Your Highness, I didn't say anything."

  Imric stepped forward and tapped Filonina's forehead with his fingers, and said with a little anger,
  "Just call me uncle. How many times have I told you not to talk to you?" Grandfather Trevicorn and those old stubborns are all close to each other, and they must be meticulous in saying, no matter what the occasion, yes, prince. Yes, dragon lord, I live up to the name of Caledor. I am afraid that others will know and disrespect me." The girl spat out

  . The pink tongue indicated that this sentence might be useless. Instead, when Draconir saw his father coming, he stretched out his hands to grab the pointed ears.

  But Imrik will not spoil a brat. Even though he is hugged by a beautiful sister, he still wants to find him. In order to grow the family, he must understand the goodness of women and cannot always think about giants. Dragons and lances.

  She said to her niece who was still teasing the little prince, "Why do you have time to go back to Caledo? Didn't you prepare to buy some stallions and open a racecourse in Elion before?" A hint of bitterness appeared on Filonina's face, and she explained

  , "I carefully analyzed the horse market in Ulthuan and found that it is almost saturated. The Inner Ring Kingdom is monopolized by Elion, and in the environment of the Outer Ring Kingdom, no one will purchase horses." Well, this is true

  . It has something to do with him. After all, Tyron Locke would buy horses to pull chariots before, mainly imported from Erion. As a result, it has become Caledor now. The price is more favorable, the quality is guaranteed, and there are no political conditions to bear.

  "Aren't there a group of people doing equestrian training in the country? Why don't you sell it to them?" Imrik was not referring to the nobles, but to wealthy businessmen and young people from the citizenry.

  But these words made Filonina's expression become even more bitter, which aroused the Dragon Son's interest even more than the grimace just now. She pinched it with her little hands and pulled outwards.

  Imrik pulled down the brat who was causing trouble. He was a nightmare. Not only was he so energetic during the day that he could crawl into Ingersoth's mouth, but his unconscious movements at night would keep him and his wife awake. .

  However, both of them still preferred the character of little kids, and the work was quite easy, so they did not choose to let the maid take care of them.

  Giving her uncle a resentful look, Filonina said, "They don't even think about buying war horses on their own. They go to the militia training ground every day to borrow horses. They think that buying horses means they lack talent and lose face, so they train secretly at home. But as long as they join the standing army , you will provide the war horses."

  This is really enough for Caledor...

  A big bead of sweat appeared on Imric's forehead. He didn't expect that these young people had to go to such an extent to collect wool. They all used Public training ground. Filonina sighed, hugged Long Zi's hand a little harder, and let it rest on her shoulder, "So I plan to return to China to see if there are any other suitable industries. The Woodrow family's business started a little too late, right? Many things need to be understood slowly, but before that."

  She hugged Draconir and kissed her forehead, "I still have to take a look at the lovely little Highness, my little baby, hehe." She looked

  at her niece . Imric was not surprised that he was a nymphomaniac, because the previous special ceremony for the little guy stripped him of the concept of Sotek's son, leaving only the dragon's bloodline, turning him into a veritable son of the dragon.

  After the Caledonians, who were crazy about dragons, saw a cute humanoid baby dragon, everyone offered it as a treasure. Only Adila didn't understand why every time she brought her son to a banquet, a large group of women would be enthusiastically pursuing her. Don't they have sons?

  "Well, since you are willing to come and see the little guy, Adira and I can save some worry these days. By the way, don't take him to find Ingersolls. He was almost eaten last time, or... I punched it out with my fists."

  Thinking of the little guy being swallowed by the Star Dragon, and the anxious Imric beating Ingersoth's body to force vomiting, Philonina couldn't help but cover her hands. With a smile on his face, the dragon lord fights the dragon just for the son of the dragon. This scene is really interesting.

  Seeing the herald North, who had just been here a few months, Imric knew that he was looking for something, and made a gesture to let the Flameborn knight pay attention to the two siblings here.

  "I'm going to take care of official business first. Remember to go to the restaurant in the afternoon and don't go too far." "I

  know, uncle who is as nagging as my grandfather."

  Imrik was not chosen to let the young nobleman serve as the new herald. , instead he found a young man who had just graduated from Zhongji Academy.

  Although Elvis did a good job before, because of his family background, many people relied on him to find out first-hand information about the palace. This time, he simply changed to someone with a relatively innocent background.

  "Your Highness, there is a secret letter from Erengrad."

  North, with a scar at the corner of his eye, took out a magically sealed letter from his satchel and presented it to the prince with both hands.

  Level 1 encrypted intelligence, it seems something happened to Rachel.

  Imrik, who received the secret letter, signaled the herald to continue the mission. At least this young man's ability was pretty good, but why he suddenly missed Elvis's little naughty boy, maybe it was because he was old.

  He sighed and walked towards the study. Although he didn't know the specific situation, Imrik knew that this letter would definitely not be good news.

  After entering the study and unlocking the magic lock on the front with a special key, he took out the documents written in Kislevian and Elvish respectively. After reading them line by line, his face became more solemn.

  The signature of the Kislevian document is Mazov, while the signature of the Elvish document is Rachel. The former explains some situations that occurred in the far north, while the latter is evidence after investigating these situations.

  Picking up the magic stone on the desk, Imrik immediately connected to the relay member's position,
  "Let Agathel, Bruni and Judith come to see me, the sooner the better."

  (End of this chapter)
 

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