Chapter 1132 Revenge Is Stupid, but Necessary
Travel to Khemri?
Draknir was surprised by the sudden decision. He was preparing to take time to visit the Dragonbone Wasteland to pay tribute to the dragon soul before the decisive battle at the Black Pyramid.
This plan directly made the prince and his wife in Sardenberg somewhat at a loss. From the perspective of duty, Prince Caledor had the power to refuse the order of the Phoenix King, but I am afraid that this matter was a bit too ridiculous.
Visiting another empire on behalf of the Phoenix King, the meaning contained in it is not just trust. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Imrik is preparing to train Draknir to become the next Phoenix King to continue the millennium of rule.
Draknir stroked his hair and felt a headache.
The trouble is not dealing with Settra, but the Phoenix Guard.
Until today, his first thought when he saw Kadroin was to cut off the head of the captain of the Phoenix Guard to avenge the hatred of the two elders.
His father's decision may be to determine the successor, but he still doesn't want the Phoenix Guard to travel.
Prince Caledor asked the Phoenix Guard to protect him? This is probably a joke. There are so many loyal dragon princes in the palace, why bother?
Gladys looked at the report sent by the royal court and was silent for a long time.
She knew that her husband always had a knot in his heart that was difficult to untie, about wasting time in the Lilith Temple, which led to the death of two elders.
This almost became his nightmare. Many times, Gladys heard her husband mumbling in his sleep beside his pillow, expressing his resentment to Randy and Wycliffe.
Gladys pretended to be relaxed, "Phoenix Guard... They should be very reliable. With their protection, the trip to Khemri will definitely be very safe."
"Yes..." Draknir nodded faintly, "But their danger may not come from the undead... I have more reason than anyone else to kill them all, including my father..."
"Damn it! My father should have listened to my advice and executed all the Phoenix Guards as traitors instead of continuing the boring tradition of the past as a symbol of the Phoenix King!"
Take a deep breath, many thoughts flashed through Draknir's mind. He could let Amanar attack the ship that the Phoenix Guards were on. No matter how holy and noble the phoenix was in the sky, it would be like a drowned chicken when it entered the sea.
Or he could arrange a dragon attack, clearly wanting to avenge Randy and Wycliffe, and resist the offense to the Phoenix King in the name of the Dragon Court.
The prince with a ferocious face let his lover gently touch his cheek and touch his forehead.
"I support all your actions, but this is a formal visit... Father wants you to be the next Phoenix King, don't let him down."
"Phoenix King... Phoenix King again." Draknir sighed. He couldn't attack the Phoenix Guards, otherwise it would be a blatant resistance to his father.
After a long silence, the prince issued an edict to Agathel, who was in charge of court affairs.
"I need an elite guard."
A teasing voice came from the magic stone: "It seems that the protection of the Phoenix Guards can't make our prince feel at ease."
"I need to remind myself all the time that I can't attack the Phoenix Guards... Arrange a team."
"Well, your courtiers will be on standby to travel. As tradition says, the sons of Caledor can only trust their blood-related compatriots and dragons, not inferior people from other countries."
After the call, Draknir signaled his wife to get ready. If she was going on a formal trip, she should change into clothes that suited her status.
The court would arrange the etiquette for the trip, but the prince and his wife, who lived far away in Sadenburg, had to prepare themselves.
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On the other side of Lothern, Kadron heard the news, and the herald officer North's tone was very stiff.
"His Majesty has ordered that the Phoenix Guard must accompany Prince Draknir of Caledor to Khemri, and must protect His Highness' safety.
This is not a request, but an order."
If the Phoenix King had given an order to the Chosen Guard in the past, they would at most send a few people to deal with it.
But this time, Kadron had no chance of refusing.
The captain of the Phoenix Guard nodded silently, indicating that he understood.
But North still did not leave, quietly waiting for Kadron's reply.
Kadron, who had been forced to take off the oath of silence, grinned with extremely dry lips and said awkwardly,
"I understand."
After receiving such a reply, the herald officer nodded. The Phoenix Guard's current status can be described as a rat crossing the street, which is not inferior to the Black Guard of Naggarond. Many times of defection have led to its extremely poor reputation. It pointed its halberd at its fellow Asur people just because of the ridiculous lies of the Witch King.
Kadron's face was calm, but the bitterness in his eyes became more intense.
He had thought of committing suicide more than once, but according to the oath before entering the Temple of the Burning Sun, the Phoenix Guard must defend Asuryan's will to the death.
Now that the Holy Fire has been occupied by Imrik, Asuryan has long lost his will, and only a trace of consciousness is left.
Whether the faint consciousness in the Temple of the Burning Sun is Asuryan, or Imrik, who exudes the power of creation, is Asuryan, the captain of the Phoenix Guard can no longer identify.
Kadron... you'd better die in Khemri, so that you can be forgotten and end this painful struggle.
At the same time, the situation in the Dragon Palace is also quite dramatic.
When Agthel ordered the courtiers to come to the council room, Rex, who could no longer hold back the excitement in his heart, raised his hand with lightning speed.
"Your Highness's safety should be the responsibility of the Dragon Prince, not a group of traitors..." He looked around and pointed thoughtfully: "Perhaps we can inquire about the route of the Phoenix Guards and contact a few dragons that are friendly with Bernard and Harandur."
"What do you mean?"
The question of his colleagues made Rex nod and slam the table immediately, "Kill them, this is the best opportunity to avenge the two Lords Randy and Wycliffe!"
"But this is the order of His Majesty... I'm afraid it's not safe. If the Phoenix Guards are attacked by dragons and all die, the face of the royal court will be lost.
Besides, letting the Phoenix Guards accompany the little prince is nothing more than a secret signal to regard him as the next Phoenix King."
Rex was so excited that he was speechless for a while. This was indeed a troublesome point. They wanted revenge, but they didn't want to lose an opportunity to promote Draknir's inheritance rights.
Agsel, who was sitting in the main seat, nodded thoughtfully. It was impossible to say that he had no prejudice against the Phoenix Guards.
You have to know that Wycliffe is his uncle. In terms of revenge, he is at least third.
"We can't attack the Phoenix Guard, but someone can... I'll contact Ed Tallis."
"What are you going to do?"
Agsel chuckled and shook his head. The information about the Black Pyramid is only spread on the top floor and is top secret.
He will make the trip more interesting and prevent the Phoenix Guard from feeling too lonely. (End of this chapter)