Chapter 655: The fate of the old lion.
The two of them at the breeding farm worked together to make it decent. Not just some demi-gryphons, there were also many rare animals in Athel Loren.
The two princes took advantage of the darkness to reach the front of the deck, took out a pair of telescopes that were produced by the rapids, and looked at the dense forest that was no longer far away.
Imric pretended to raise his telescope, as if he had really found something in the forest.
"I think the giant herd deer are quite good. Do you dare to catch a few and raise them? The price is half a gryphon." "
Go for it."
"Timberwolf."
"Do it."
"Giant Eagle."
"Do it."
"Oline."
Odd subconsciously wanted to do it, but he immediately realized, is Orion something that humans can raise?
He warned Imric, who was still in a state of excitement, "I don't want to get involved in the trouble between you. Don't bring me into it."
Imric put down the telescope, pretending to be surprised, "Oh? So you came to Ai?" So Loren picked up some leaves and gave them to the white lion as feed. I have enough money."
To put it bluntly, the old lion felt that there was no reward and did not intend to intervene. As for the so-called incarnation of Kunos, I am afraid that in his eyes, he is at most a mutant god. A giant Asrai with antlers.
Charis had never cut anything, and in his own memory, it seemed that he had never heard of Odd's retreat. If Kunos really comes down to earth, I'm afraid he will have to take two axes to test the authenticity.
"This is not a matter of money." Odd sighed deeply, holding the railing with both hands like Imric, looking at Athel Loren who was about to arrive, like silver moonlight shining on his white hair, looking particularly lonely.
"Charis's size does not allow me to make any mistakes. Arion experienced Orion's massacre thousands of years ago, and he could barely recover with the help of all parties and the superior environment. But what if Orion did what he did in Charis?
" In such a battle, even with your speed, it was impossible to get immediate support. When the reinforcements were about to arrive, he got into the tree hole and ran away, slapping his butt. I don't dare to use this kind of thing as a bargaining chip." "I'm not like you
. With so many things in hand, I can barely survive even if I throw the dragon horn to Fenubar. But Charis, ugh." I roughly guessed that
Odd didn't want to risk offending Athel Loren. , so he deliberately avoided this matter. Imrik thought for a moment, but his purpose of coming here could not be to really get involved in the excitement. This reason for evading was too far-fetched.
Thinking of some previous rumors, he vaguely guessed the purpose of Odd's trip,
"How is your grandson's injury?"
Odd nodded silently after guessing what he was worried about. His sad temperament wanted to immediately find a few bottles of liquor to numb his uncontrolled brain.
"He is a great young man. In order to protect the residents of the village from leaving, he and his partner White Lion stopped the Druzi commando. When I last saw him, the poison had already infected his body. I begged many people, Including Alarielle, but she is just barely hanging on to a life, and living is worse than death." "
Ariel... you are so stupid to put your hope in Aslay's queen."
Odd held his hand . On his forehead, he rubbed his temples with his fingers to soften his expression,
"If you were to suffer such a misfortune, even if the cure was in Nagarund, Mikhail would still dare to take huge risks and fight to the north. My reputation as a prince is not as good as that of my grandson. As far as life is concerned, it is not an important thing at all. His father's death was just because of my meager self-esteem. I owe him a lot." "I can understand."
Imric laid his hand on Austrian for the first time. It's poison on Germany's shoulders, but even Alarielle is helpless about the poison, and I'm afraid Ariel won't be able to do anything about it.
What's more, Ariel's situation is not very good. The black magic has corroded the queen's mind. There may be only a few residual traces left, but Odd's visit may not be a good look.
"Let's do this. For my father's sake, if Ariel can't do anything, I may have some means."
Odd acted very calmly, not like he was excited when he picked up a life-saving straw,
"Conditions." " If Orion suddenly comes out, you are responsible for stopping him for a period of time, no matter what method is used." Imric said a big thing indifferently, and asked the old lion to stop the incarnation of the god walking in the mortal world.
It is undeniable that Orion is indeed regarded as the top figure in the world, but Imrik has never regarded him as a real threat. Perhaps Tyrion, who does not have Kane's Holy Sword, can face him without falling behind.
After all, the Dragon Armor's designated nemesis, the Star Lance, is in his own hands. As cowardly as the incarnation of Kunos is, he may not be able to defeat the Sun Sword and the Dragon Armor version of Tyrion.
People who rely on their wives to get along are not worth mentioning at all.
"Okay, I don't care what you do in Athel Loren, but I want a promise." Odd looked serious and seemed to be taking care of the funeral.
"If I die, you must cure Arao and provide him with political asylum when he first enters the Phoenix King's Court." "I promise
you, but don't think about things so pessimistically. If a prince dies, Fennu Bami's strategy of bridging the relationship between Assur and Aslay has completely failed."
After receiving the answer, Odd seemed to relax all over. What he feared most was that Ariel couldn't do anything, but since Imric has the ability to do Yes, he wouldn't mind dedicating himself to his old friend's children at the end of his life.
But when it came to Finubar, he immediately yelled,
"Bah, I don't care what his plan is. I didn't get a good look when I saved Aslay last time. If it weren't for the idiot supervisor of the Phoenix Court who kept stopping me Look, Aralos's head has been chopped off by me a long time ago. It's a good idea. Do you think you can get thanked by this? It's like Drucci's mother who has never been slept with by a war horse - a dream." They cursed each other a few times
. The policies formulated by Jufenuba are all routine operations, just like unruly employees who always like to betray the boss, but the two people present really dared to point their noses and curse.
Odd asked Imrik to wait for a while, then walked back to the room and took out the white lion cloak with both hands. He said with a little nostalgia and ridicule,
"You must not look down on such ordinary things, but finally I can A decent gift that I can get. This is the white lion skin that your father took away from me in Charis. I carry it with me so that I can remember how hateful he is." "It's a very good thing." Imrik also
said He did not refuse and asked Odd to tie this white lion cloak on him. It had little practical effect, but its commemorative value was immeasurable. It symbolized the friendship and grudges between the two princes who had guarded Ulthuan for a long time.
He patted Imric on the shoulder with great satisfaction, and encouraged him before leaving,
"Do a good job. It's best to fulfill your father's long-cherished wish, so that when I go to the gate of Nisu, I can also talk about how you are doing." Surpass him."
"If you are not dead by then, you can also vote for me."
Odd smiled freely, waved goodbye, and hummed a song belonging to Charis, lonely and loud, like a hunter wandering around. Solo chanting in the valley.
Imrik also said goodbye with a smile. He had achieved enough wonderful things in his life and did his best for the people. He stayed in the mountains day after day to get rid of the monsters that threatened the country.
Although boring, this is the fate of the White Lion Prince.
After Odd walked away, Imric looked at the dark night sky and said on the empty deck,
"How do you feel? Sir Edgar."
Edgar, who looked a little pale, appeared from a hidden corner. He knew that he had already He was noticed, but still listened to the exchange between the two.
The originally calm heart gradually became tense after Odd talked about the misfortune of his descendants, and finally he became a little tearful during the familiar chant.
Edgar silently walked to Imrik, stood in the same position as Odd, and said with a trembling voice,
"Imrik, no, Mikhail's son, Odd cannot die, at least Not now."
Imric really wanted to laugh. Why did everyone think of sacrifice so easily? If he really wanted to attack Aslay, why would he bring only this few people? "I never said to let
him Go to hell, don't overcomplicate things, take a good rest and recuperate, you are a flag of Caledor, why don't you let Aslay see Caledor's jokes tomorrow with a white face?" (End of Chapter
)