Chapter 1073 The Lost Phoenix King

Lyle's family lived near a forest far away from Lothern, and Imrik still had a vague impression of this place. He seemed to have passed by this place when he led his army to the Fenouir Plains in Saffrey.

The couple changed into their regular clothes and rode the horse Mortellius and the Lady to a flat land outside the forest.

"I remembered some not-so-good things..." Adira frowned as she fell off the lady's saddle, feeling that something was not quite right.

Imrik, who stroked Mortellius' white head, said speechlessly.

"If you can get rid of this habit of sighing afterward, I believe that a group of noble grandfathers in the United Council will like you more, instead of always coming to Lothern to complain to me, saying that Prince Adira said some shocking things."

"The United Council is a political body composed of big fools. Everyone is thinking about getting the pioneering order from me, thinking that they can get huge resources from Nagaros like Masnow."

Imric wanted to respond, but his wife covered his mouth.

Adira thought of something very important, "You and I now are not the Phoenix King and Prince, but Draknir's parents."

Imrik nodded in agreement and put on their regular clothes. He definitely did not come here as a ruler.

"Then the question arises, as parents, should we bring some gifts when we meet our marriage partner for the first time."

This question caused Imrik to be silent for a while, and after a while, he spoke forcefully.

"I don't quite understand the customs among civilians..."

Adira also remained silent. Both of them were from the top elite class in Ulthuan, and the gap between them and the common people was as big as a cloud.

Although grassroots activities are usually organized, they are all prepared in advance. I am busy dealing with the arrangements in the plan, and I have no time to pay attention to such small things.

I had no choice but to call someone to deliver it quickly.

Imrik sighed, being a father to this extent is really a failure. The child didn't meet the other parent until he was about to get married, and he forgot to bring a gift when he went out.

But it doesn't matter, Adilla didn't bring it with me either, which shows that she is not much more qualified than me.

Imrik, who was making a magic phone call, rushed towards Phyllis who was managing her personal treasury and said, "Prepare a generous gift for me. Who is it for? Draknir's father-in-law... how much should I give? Did you know that I still need to prepare you?"

After a while, Imrik remained silent because Phyllis didn't know the customs of common people getting married.

He walked to a rock on the side of the road and sat down, feeling a little discouraged and said.

"Are we too far away from people's lives that we don't even know about things that are so important to them?"

"Perhaps, after all, you were once the Caledonian prince who talked about bloodline theory."

He waved his hand to signal his wife to stop teasing, "It's all about young people. What should we do now, go in empty-handed?"

"What do you think of this bracelet?" Adira raised her arm. A delicate and elegant bracelet on the mutton-fat white jade skin was very eye-catching. Although it had no actual enchantment effect, for the female prince, it was also very eye-catching. precious.

"That's what I gave you. How can I express my sincerity?" Imrik muttered for a while, then vaguely stretched his hand towards the sword left by his ancestors...

"Hey, please don't sit on the road sign. It's very rude." A clear voice made the couple turn their heads at the same time, and found a little girl who must be six or seven years old, holding a wooden stick and pointing angrily at the stone. Imrik on.

Adira's love for children made Adira smile, especially the angry look of this little girl, which looked a bit like Draconir once, which made her even more happy.

Imrik, on the other hand, patted his butt and stood up. He hadn't noticed the signpost just now, and he didn't expect that he had violated the rules here. It was really a shame for the Phoenix King.

Seeing the unruly adults standing up, the little girl put down the stick and looked at the smiling aunt in front of her, "Are you lost?"

"Why do you say that?" Adila smiled and squatted down, stroking the little girl's head with her hands.

“Mom always said that we live in a very remote place and no one usually comes here. If you meet someone sitting on a road sign and sighing, they must be lost.

If you want to go to Saffrey, go this way. "The little girl pointed to a road that couldn't be more obvious, and said dissatisfiedly with the palms of her hands above her head.

"I have never seen a lost adult in my whole life. This uncle is really stupid."

Adila's smile got even bigger. The Phoenix King, who was called an idiot by a little girl, became more and more happy the more he thought about it.

"Little girl, what is your name? Your home is not far away. Do you need us to take you back?"

"My name is Bev, and I know the way home, unlike this lost uncle."

Okay, okay, I'm a lost fool. Imrik walked up to the child and deliberately frightened her,

"Bev, do you know that there is a monster in Ulthuan that specializes in deceiving children. It will look like a lost adult and abduct children."

The little girl was a little wary and said loudly with lightning speed, "Grandpa, there are bad people here!!!"

Three minutes later, a strong man with a spear rushed out of the forest and fiercely rushed towards the two strange guys who were seducing his granddaughter.

But as he ran, his steps stopped involuntarily, and his knees became weak.

"His Majesty the Phoenix King...His Royal Highness the Prince..."

Imrik, who had seen Lyle's portrait, nodded. Although he had not come into contact with the married family, all the information would still pass the purpose.

Lair has two daughters, the eldest daughter Gladys and the second daughter Deborah.

The latter had been married for a long time, but her husband died on the battlefield, so she returned to her hometown with her daughter.

This little girl named Bev is Lyle's granddaughter. Judging from her status...

She should call herself, great-aunt?

Lyle was embarrassed when he came behind his granddaughter. He didn't expect that the so-called bad guys were all the monarchs of the elves and the parents of the marriage who had never formally met.

The farmer, who had little contact with the nobles, could only choose rhetoric that he was not very proficient in and explained as much as possible.

"Bev is still young and doesn't know you two... Please consider Gladys..."

Atila hugged the little girl and said with a smile, "I should be Bev's great-aunt, right?"

Lyle nodded with difficulty, "If Gladys is lucky enough to marry Prince Draknir, Bev should call you great-aunt."

"Very good, call me great-aunt, little Bev."

Although she didn't understand why the bad guys became relatives, Bev still listened to her grandfather and called Atila, and said crisply.

"Great aunt."

Unable to stop smiling, Adila took off the exquisite bracelet she carried with her and put it on Bev's elbow under Imrick's helpless gaze.

"This is a meeting gift from your great aunt. Do you like it?"

Exquisite and beautiful things are something that every little girl cannot refuse. Bev nodded immediately and turned her head to kiss Adila on the cheek.

"I like it."

After being kissed on the cheek by the child, Adila hugged Bev and turned to Imrick, "He is not a bad person, but your great uncle. If you call him, he will definitely give you a lot of good things."

Who can resist such temptation?

Bev then said, "Great uncle."

Imrick, who couldn't hold his old face, walked to Adila's side, ignored his wife's resentful eyes, forcibly snatched Bev's hug, and said with a smile.

"Call him a few more times, great uncle has nothing short of everything, but not short of good things.

Do you like dragons? Tomorrow I will find you a baby dragon to play with." (End of this chapter)