Chapter 653: Embarrassed Odd
"Pfft." Odd spat out a mouthful of blood. He didn't understand why he hit him in the back and was a bit desperate. He just got angry.
But why does Edgar, an old guy, seem to have no physical decline? The age difference between the two of them is obviously only more than 20 years. He can hardly hold his tomahawk, but his fist is still quite strong.
Two elves who are almost 700 years old are still risking their lives in a slapstick competition. It is really worthy of him.
Imrik handed Odd a glass of water and signaled him to quickly clean up the blood foam in his mouth. If he hadn't stopped him just now, it might have turned into a life-and-death fight.
Odd was not polite, he grabbed the water handed by the Dragon Prince, and praised,
"You are much more sensible than Mikhail. You know how to break up the fight, instead of making a fuss and fighting together, which will not end in the end.
" When it came to his father, Imrik didn't have a good temper, so he replied,
"If you had stopped showing up in the War Council and concentrated on dealing with the monsters in the Anulli Mountains, why would you have been scolding and fighting each other every time they met for hundreds of years? Like a child. Every time after the War Council ends, the headline news must be that the dragon-lion fight is happening again."
Odd waved his hands to say that this was all nonsense, washed the blood stains from his teeth with water, rushed in, spit it into the barrel, and found He wiped the marks on the corners of his mouth with a piece of white cloth, and said disdainfully,
"If I don't go to the War Council, how can I let the White Lion Guard Captain represent Charis's interests? When I talk about this, I get angry. Cohir, this loser, has become a The captain just followed Fenuba without revealing any information about the Phoenix Court to me, and even claimed that it was loyalty, so fuck me." He spat again to express his dissatisfaction with Cohill
. , Odd stretched out his hand and closed his fingers several times in Imrik's uncomprehending expression.
After seeing that Imric was really at a loss, Odd said helplessly,
"I agree with you."
Although I really want to scold you both for not having a sense of proportion in the fight, and almost risking your life. It's not entertaining at all. No, you had the nerve to let me pay for it.
But seeing Odd's embarrassed look, Imrik still sighed, took out a bank card with a large balance and put it in his hand,
"Just think of it as a thank you gift for the money you made from my father back then. , the password is the day he succeeded to the throne."
Ord was not polite, stuffing the bank card into the lining pocket of his robe and hiding it carefully, like a poor man who had never seen money.
Imric moved a chair and sat down, crossing his legs and looking at Odd's bedroom.
Although Lothern is responsible for the daily life on the ship, at the level of two people, they will definitely bring a lot of important things with them when traveling.
It not only symbolizes identity, but also facilitates the handling of some documents, such as the file boxes and some dragon decorations that you carry with you.
But here in Oder, except for a few beast pelts, there is no trace of Charis' characteristics at all, and there are no magic items worth mentioning.
"How is your situation?"
Odd ignored the so-called etiquette, sat on the table, crossed his chest and looked at Imrik and said,
"What else can I do? The funds given by Fenubar are not enough. A few people went crazy and ran into Lothern to do the most menial jobs, forgetting their hometown in the forests and mountains, thinking that they could live a good life."
He didn't care about Imrik and Alarielle either . relationship, he spoke frankly and continued to curse,
"And Alarielle, with your help in rebuilding Avalon, you don't have to worry about too many things. When she came to Charis, she said a few words without any pain, using the mother goddess's The power can bless the land and then leave. I have to go back to the palace from the front of the mountains to hold a banquet, which is another big expense."
Regarding Charis' predicament, Imric naturally also It is still clear that this mountain kingdom was originally not rich, and the terrain structure was somewhat similar to Caledo. But Caledor has dragons and the Vaal Church, but Charis has nothing but monsters and forests.
First, he experienced the largest Twilight Tide in a thousand years, and then he became the main target of Druchi's raid on the Eastern Front. It's no wonder that Odd has gone a little crazy thinking about money.
But there is a doubt in it, and it is also the reason why he did not take the initiative to contact Odd before,
"Finuba didn't give you much help? You were the one who strongly supported him to become the Phoenix King back then."
Odd sneered for a while,
"I was He only agreed to this matter after listening to the nonsense from the Eternal Queen and him, as well as a large amount of gold leaf coins bribed by the Etain Noble Council. This is completely different from the situation of the guy in Serra. He has gained a lot of benefits. By the way, Let me remind you, if we really want to build a trading post in Yris, Cosqui is a point of attention. Their relationship with the Lothern Chamber of Commerce has not been very good."
Serra. Imric thought about Prince Cosqui, who had not been seen for a long time. Since the glory of the dragon fleet ended, the two families have gradually lost contact. No one knows whether he is in the palace or somewhere in the ocean. Explore every corner.
I am thinking about getting in touch with Aislin later to see if there is an opportunity for in-depth cooperation.
Then he saw Odd's embarrassment, wishing he could use one gold leaf coin as two. Even Imrik felt a little regretful that a pure warrior who didn't like politics was forced to join this fight. .
After thinking for a while, what suitable positions are currently available, and a deal that must be in the interests of both parties.
Soon, he thought of a place that would suit Charis the Roughhead.
"How many people do you have in your hands?"
Oded blinked, "Why do you ask?"
"What, I'm not a war lord and even this kind of thing is considered a secret?"
"Fuck you." Oded laughed and cursed. A little bit, he also knew that Imrik was planning to make a deal,
"There are six thousand seven hundred people in total, most of them have long-term experience in fighting against Warcraft and Druzi." "
I want two thousand, just treat them as foreigners. Corps." Imrik unceremoniously asked for one-third of the soldiers. It would be too wasteful to put these brave and skilled soldiers in the mountains to fight World of Warcraft. It's not that Ord has no soldiers, but no funds to maintain military expenditures.
No matter how poor the country is, retired soldiers must be paid, and expansion means the need for more labor to support them. This is very difficult for the Charis court, which relies on low value-added industries such as timber and hunting as its main source of income. .
"Treatment." Odd didn't ask why these people were needed. He didn't think Imrik would use other Asur as cannon fodder like the previous Dragon Prince. Doing so would entail a huge reputational risk.
With so many humans under the dragon's court, wouldn't it be a better source of cannon fodder?
"Let's talk about ability first. I don't like militiamen who look like professional troops."
Knowing that Imric was mocking the ranger who was popular in Ulthuan and his hip-stretching performance on the battlefield, Odd said confidently,
"You Just let them fight the white lion with bare hands, and at least one-third of them will survive."
(End of Chapter)