Chapter 1077 I Am the Phoenix King and I Don’t Want to Have a Meeting

When Imrik received the child's firm request, he could only look bitter.

It's already difficult for me, the Phoenix King, to rule Ulthuan. Why do I have to take Caledor back? Don't you know that it's also difficult for my father? He lies on the gilded Phoenix throne all day listening to the reports of a group of ministers, and he wants to eat them.

Atila, who was lying next to Imrik, ignored the spring light and forcibly pulled the letter over, and said curiously.

"What did my son say?"

"What else can he say? He said that after getting married, he wants to go out and see the scenery of this world." Imrik sighed. He was not afraid that the child would encounter danger. There are very few people in the mortal world who can threaten Draknir. If it doesn't work, he can use the teleportation spell to move people.

But... Caledor, such a big man, has fallen on my shoulders again. Who will share the heavy responsibility with me?

Agthor? This kid is very cunning and will definitely not agree. Trevikon and Edgar have retired, and it seems troublesome to call them back to the court...

While the Phoenix King was thinking about how to reduce the burden, Atila had already read the handwritten letter sent by the child and said indifferently,

"Isn't this good? I'm just worried that he will stay in the court for his whole life, with endless documents to deal with and a bunch of troubles of nobles scheming against each other."

"But, but..." Imrick was speechless for several times, thinking that it would be better not to say anything, and felt that the time of slacking off was about to end.

It is definitely a good thing for the child to go out for a walk, and as a father, he must approve of it.

"He said that the first stop is to go to Zhendan. What do you think?" Atila held her husband's arm, and felt a little strange about the child's decision.

Even though the maritime trade of Ossuan has been extremely prosperous, there is still a lack of substantive communication with Zhendan, which is far away in the Far East. The official communication between the two sides is only...

There is an elven Phoenix King on the island, and Zhendan recognizes its political entity.

There is a Zhendan Empire in the Far East, and the Phoenix King's Court recognizes the legitimate rule of the Dragon Emperor.

Apart from that, most of them were civilian commercial exchanges. Dawn Fortress did have some contact with the navy of Zhendan, but most of them were limited to fighting pirates and demons in the South Pole.

"Zhendan..." Imrick was silent for a long time. When he first entered the Dragon Sleep Temple, the old guy said that he could seek some help from the Dragon Emperor, but later he got involved in the big mountain of Kroka and the troubles of the ancient saints, so he never thought of contacting the Dragon Emperor.

When he was destroying the bloody female tsar Katrin, he accidentally encountered a crow man sent by the moon queen. It was obvious that the Far East had noticed the movement of the old world, but he knew almost nothing about the situation in Zhendan.

The ambassadors sent in the past five years only met some small figures when they contacted Zhendan, and they didn't even see the face of the dragon son.

Prince Caledor's trip to Zhendan seems to be very interesting...

Imrick turned over and hugged his wife, smiling and said, "Of course I support Draknir's decision, after all, he is our son."

Etila hummed, seeming to enjoy it very much, "Then is it necessary to send guards to follow? I am a little worried about him going out alone."

"He is a prince, how dare I, a humble Phoenix King, order him to go out."

"Don't talk nonsense, speak seriously."

"No, his strength... well, there will be no accidents."

After the couple finished the routine "in-depth communication", Imrick watched Etila enter the teleportation array and return to the Phoenix throne to continue lying dead. As long as I am rotten, no one can blame me for slacking off.

The maid reported in an ambiguous tone what effect the decision of the head of the Dragon Tamer family had had a few days ago.

"After you, as the head of the dragon tamer family, announced that the dragon court did not welcome the Asrai, the Twilight sisters kindly appealed to Her Majesty the Everqueen for this decision."

Using the dagger to scratch his nails, Imrik blew away the debris on his fingertips, "Then, did Her Majesty decide to take in these two poor Asrai?"

"No, Her Majesty issued an edict, and with the consent of the Athol Loren Forest Conference, she appointed the Twilight sisters as maids of Prince Caledor."

Imrik almost vomited blood. This is not so partial. I drove away the Asrai in the name of the head of the family, and Alarielle appointed the Twilight sisters as maids in the name of the queen?

After thinking for a long time, the Phoenix King asked the maid, "Is there any way to refute this decree? I cannot tolerate the existence of two wild monkeys wearing bark in the dragon court."

The maid shook her head, "From the perspective of status, Her Majesty the Queen is the true master of Ulthuan, she is far greater than you."

"But I am the Phoenix King, the Phoenix King with the crown and the chosen guards."

"But she is the Everqueen, and legally speaking, the Phoenix King's power comes from the Everqueen."

This doesn't seem right... Imrik secretly thought that when he was Prince Caledor, he would directly refuse any decree from the Everqueen when he felt unhappy, and he would not consider any legal issues.

How come the higher the status, the less power, and the more humble you are in front of the queen...

The maid said something else, "But there is a way."

"Tell me."

"If you go to Avalon and have an in-depth exchange with Her Majesty the Everqueen for a while, I believe she will ignore her previous decision and listen to the reasonable opinions of the Phoenix King."

From persuasion to sleep, right, you are really good, Phyllis.

Imrick waved his hand to let it go. Let them do whatever they want, just don't let a few inexplicable descendants appear in the family.

"Today's court meeting is cancelled."

"Why?" The maid was a little confused. All the schedules she had pushed out in the past few days were scheduled for today, and there were still a few beggars who had not been met.

"Because I am the Phoenix King, I can cancel it if I want to. Let these ministers go to Alagir and come to the Phoenix King for everything. This makes the royal court the same as the military camp canteen. Anyone who wants to beg can enter."

Such a crude metaphor aroused the maid's approval, because recently the ministers have discovered that Imrik is indeed spending a lot of money to build Ulthuan, and as long as the plan is reasonable and beneficial to society, it can basically be passed.

So they all want to give more advice so that the department can get more funds. Even if it is difficult to get a sum of money from Wang Ting's finance, the social influence after the project is implemented will not be deceptive. Sometimes status is far more important than money. Much more.

The maid who brought up the schedule reminded her when His Majesty was about to take off his royal robes and find a giant dragon to go out to sea.

"But there is one person that perhaps you must meet."

In this way, Imrik became interested. It would be better if this person came to challenge the authority of the Phoenix King and was ready to fight.

I thought Aslay was troublesome, so I was going to find someone to argue with him.

"who."

"Oed Capet of Bretonnia." (End of chapter)