Chapter 641 The scenery is mutual.
On the top of the palace tower, Imric leaned against the window sill, staring at the bustling crowd on the street.
Some specially sent family members were wandering at various intersections, holding scriptures that might have been written only a few days ago and chanting loudly.
Let the people know that an order dedicated to guarding the remains of the dragon has been officially established. If you are interested, please come to the office for consultation. Write down your name and a few gold leaf coins to become an honorary monk and dedicate yourself to this sacred goal. .
Compared with the giant horned viper who secretly built a grassroots team in the new world, the Dragon Tomb Order organized by Randy is much more heroic. Those who do not have a formal job and have undergone formal training can enjoy high benefits when joining the membership.
Anyway, in one word, it’s not bad money.
Imric laughed out loud and said to his wife who was eating melon next to him,
"I haven't seen this group of council gentlemen with such energy in many years. They also know how to use gold leaf coins to seduce people, which makes me also..." I want to make some extra money. How much salary can they pay me if I join?"
Adila rolled her eyes and ate the remaining melon on her fingertips.
"If you join the club, you will be paid. People are paid wages. Think about it, at your age, have you ever made a penny with your own hands?"
Imrik was furious, what does it mean that you have never made a penny with your hands, and you still need to be paid a military salary when you are a soldier? I said After so many years of fighting, can't you enjoy it?
But suddenly, he discovered something. Unknowingly, it seemed that Adila's mouth had become tricky, like a fierce wife.
When she looked like this, Adira unceremoniously pulled out the long sword on the table and burned the melon rinds on the ground with fierce flames.
This made Imrik feel a little embarrassed,
"I said Princess Adira, you represent the image of the Dragon Palace. Can you care about some etiquette and use my sword to burn the skin of the melon? This is what Asul can do. ?"
"What do you want me to do? There isn't even a trash can in this wretched place, and I'm not like you eating the skin with it, making it seem like I care about your broken sword." Adira was calm. Swinging the sword flower, he used to be quite envious of Imric's artifacts, but now that he's advanced, he just thinks that's the case.
The sword that comes with her is actually not up to par with her husband's strength. There are many better ones than this one in the small vault, but for the sake of status, I still choose the long sword that symbolizes the prince as my weapon.
She suddenly felt a little playful, and a strange smile appeared on her handsome face,
"How about we compete. You have a lot of fun playing outside, but it's hard for me to stay in the palace and do boring things." "No,
I Admit defeat." Imrik raised his hands and allowed the sword to be aimed at his abdomen. He was trying to figure out what tricks he could use. In the end, he was scorned by the frustrated Adira and drank tasteless vegetable soup during his meals.
"You are much more boring than before." Adila snorted coldly, sheathed her sword, walked to the window sill and stood side by side with her husband, looking at the situation outside.
After waiting for a while, she found that there was no movement on the piece of wood. She took the familiar arm and put it behind her waist to express her hug.
Feeling the familiar feeling of attachment, Adira suddenly said, "Look, there seems to be nothing going on in the country recently. The Phoenix Royal Court is dealing with the spirit of change and the upcoming mission. Why not go on a trip, just the two of us.
" Mrik said absently, "What about the brat? Don't worry, Ingersolls will take care of him?"
Adila rested her head on her husband's shoulder, her expression slightly angry, like a child who had her toy robbed,
" I think the brat doesn't care about our parents at all, he just wants to find 'prey' to play with and let people follow him. He plays with his, and we play with ours. If you don't worry, let Mishan follow him to Val's Anvil." She said
. After thinking for a while, he hesitated and said, "Otherwise, let's have another child."
"It's only been more than two years that I've been thinking about practicing trumpet." Imrik was a little surprised. If Caledo is like Adira If you give birth to one child every three years, there is no need to worry about failure in your great career. "It's not that I can't afford it, and my father is also urging me." Adila looked embarrassed and seemed a little distressed. The heavy responsibility of the heirs of the two countries was on her, so it would be a lie to say she was not panicking.
"The old fox is afraid that there will be no hope before he dies, so he urges you to have a baby quickly. He is worried that the Bell Keke family will be deposed by the parliament." "
Then let's work hard when traveling?" Adira's eyes flashed, she was not worried about traveling. If there is any risk, it would be better for a group of Druzi to abduct him and let Imric perform the role of a knight rescuing the princess, so that he can compete with Alarielle.
Imrik, who felt that he was indebted to Adira, agreed without thinking much. After getting married, he has been busy in Ulthuan and Lustria, and has no time to spare.
Nowadays, it is rare to have time to go around and relax.
"I don't like drifting on the sea of Tyranlock wherever I go." "
Wherever I can go to Tyranlock, the Inner Ring Kingdom, choose Elion."
"I hope that old horse doesn't bring his Silver Candle Knight with him. Collect tolls." Imrik rolled his eyes. The scenery in Elion was indeed very nice, but the conflict between him and Gilgarion had not lasted for a day or two.
Even if he really wanted to go there with the intention of traveling, he might think he was just looking for trouble.
Adila pinched the soft flesh of her husband's waist and abdomen, twisted it hard, and scolded her harshly,
"Go or not, I will give you another chance to organize your words."
She had no idea about the strength coming from her waist. Feeling that Imric had no choice but to raise his free right hand, expressing surrender and surrender,
"Go, wait until I formally pass the proposal submitted by the parliament."
Speaking of the document that was just sent this morning, Adira was also a little confused. , the parliament has always been strongly resistant to this matter before, but why did it pass it at a recent meeting? It is very inconsistent with the stubborn nature of those old guys.
"Is Sir Randy willing to be your spearman like this? I heard my father mention that in a battle that year, the Phoenix King ordered him to go against Prince Mikhail's prior deployment and attack Druzi's flank instead. Randy scolded him on the spot."
"The old man is very shrewd, and he does not belong to the Phoenix King's military ranks. Even if the Phoenix King puts a lot of merit medals on his chest, not many people will take him seriously when he returns home. His base is the trust of the major families, as well as the greatest respect given by the dragon court after the nobles transferred so much power." Imrik hinted that the veteran general was not a butcher as he imagined, and continued,
" Things about the Dragon Tomb Order..."
"What are you going to do?" Adira was also a little curious. This was very unlike Imric's usual style, which was to firmly hold the control of the army in his hands.
"The palace gives support, but does nothing."
Imrik, who had seen enough of the scenery, took Adira back to the palace below. Since he wanted to travel, he had to take care of the work.
(End of chapter)