Chapter 1143: Ainir's Trip to the War Council
The young couple walked out of the conference room and came to the temporary palace under the guidance of the guards.
Imrik didn't want to eat with Enil. In order to show respect, he must have a lot of tasteless fruits and vegetables, and just found someone to accompany him.
Elvis, who was walking in front, chuckled and asked his fiancée.
"How do you feel? His Majesty is not as serious as you think."
"Indeed, he is more than I thought..." Marest wanted to say casually several times, with some elder temperament, but I am afraid that the Phoenix King's attitude towards him is so easy-going because of his fiancée.
"More kind."
"Kind..." Elvis couldn't help laughing. This was the funniest evaluation of Imrik he had ever heard.
After chatting for a while and eating a sumptuous fruit lunch in the style of Ulthuan, Elvis thought it necessary to explain the situation of the War Council to his fiancée.
Marest, holding a small notebook, was very serious. Enil lacked connections in Ulthuan, which led to a lack of understanding of the situation of the leaders of various countries. Now he came here to test the attitudes of various countries towards Lauren Loren.
"Let's start with Itain. Prince Itain's power was almost taken away because of Italis... Julian Baneblade. Many people suspected that he was in collusion with the Witch King. This happened in the past, but it is also relevant to the present.
The Council of Nobles holds the vast majority of power, and the person they elected to the War Council is Tyrion. This person... is a warrior worthy of respect."
Marest put down the quill, his tone a little angry.
"But he killed you once."
"It was Cain's incarnation who killed me, not Tyrion. Please don't interrupt me. Itain is proud of its navy. Compared with Cosqui's wolf pack tactics of division and encirclement, they are better at traditional dragon boat boarding operations.
But this does not mean that the army is weak. Tyrion has a team of elite silver-helmet knights under his command. Some of the top-notch people are not inferior to the Dragon Prince."
"Then there is Iris. Now the war lord Eltharion is Prince Iris. He is very powerful, and his magic and martial arts are the best in Ulthuan..."
"You Asur, you seem to like to use exaggerated words. Can he defeat the Phoenix King with martial arts?"
Elvis rolled his eyes, "I can't say that Prince Iris is inferior to the Phoenix King, Tyrion and others in martial arts, and his magic is a little weaker than the Supreme Archmage. It can be regarded as the best."
"Well, that's it. I need to have a clear concept."
Elvis shook his head and smiled bitterly, and was a little speechless to his fiancée.
"Iris's professional army is the Mist Walker Corps. They are particularly good at assault and fighting. Although their number is relatively small compared to other kingdoms' professional armies, they are strong enough to compete for the backbone of Ulthuan with the strength of the Knights of Tar Gaiwo."
"Cosqui..."
"You need to pay attention to the situation in Cheriz. Arao is His Majesty's student. If the news from the family is correct, he will soon marry His Majesty's niece Philonina... Of course, this is a private matter between the family, and I think you need to know.
Now Cheriz has changed from the previous squad combat mode to an assault army dominated by the beast legion. White lions, half-griffins, and two stone-horned beasts that were obtained from nowhere constitute the backbone of the White Lion Kingdom."
"The stone-horned beasts you are talking about are the giant beasts that feed on metal in the Sorrow Mountains?" Marist was shocked. Asur played so well, running to the Sorrow Mountains to catch giant beasts as mounts?
"Yes, it's the Stonehorn in the Mountains of Sorrow. We spent a lot of effort to capture the Ogre Tamer and used many methods to finally bring it back to Ulthuan... They should be thankful that His Majesty has no time to pay attention to the Mountains of Sorrow, otherwise these two Stonehorns would definitely belong to the Dragon Court."
"The person who is representing the prince now is the Second Senator Agthor... that is, my uncle. He has a bad temper. It's best to be polite when you meet him later."
After talking about most of the kingdoms, Elvis hesitated for a while, "Nagareth... I don't know how to describe this kingdom , the Shadow King did not like to attend the war council, and Eltharion never asked about his actions.
Laurent, it is best not to focus on this kingdom. The situation in Nagarythe is very sensitive. Except for Caledor and Avalon, other kingdoms are considered taboo. "
"Is it because of Druzy?"
"Yes, Druzy... We still cannot be sure of Druzy's thoughts. The actions of the Blessed Evil Party in Bretonnia are a test. I am not in a position to disclose the specific situation..."
Closing the notebook, Marest smiled, and got a lot of useful information.
The princess asked jokingly, "I never thought that you are just the leader of a civilian military group, but you are so familiar with the affairs of the Phoenix Court."
"..." Elvis remained silent, then twisted his fiancee's pointed ears and chuckled, "Your mother had been thinking about the little prince before. If I couldn't show some value, I might have been chased away by the tree people as soon as I walked into Lauren Loren."
"No, you are still a little useful, for example... fooling humans to work for the elves."
"That's not fooling, it's faith."
Three hours later, there was one more member in the War Council, which attracted the attention of those who often attended.
Eltharion, who had already received the news, raised his hand to introduce the attendees to everyone.
"This is Princess Marest of Laurent Loren Forest. With the consent of His Majesty, she has joined the War Council."
Marest was not afraid of the stage and introduced herself sincerely, "Dear Excellencies, I am honored to represent Laurent Loren to attend the War Council. As a member of the Elf Empire, we firmly believe that only unity can continue to be strong..."
Princess Marest's generous speech caused Agersel to yawn.
The Dragon Prince looked at Marest with sleepy eyes and said impatiently: "Princess Marest, this is the War Council, not the lecture hall of the Phoenix King's Court... If you have good expectations for the future of the Elf Empire, please change another occasion to express it."
"Agersel." Atila frowned and reminded the Dragon Prince not to ruin the attendees' first impression of the War Council.
Marest was a little embarrassed, but thinking of her fiancé's previous reminder, she patiently explained: "Sir Agathel, I just expressed my superficial thoughts on joining the War Council..."
"If it were another occasion, I would listen to your ideas, but it's not appropriate now." Agathel shook his head and looked at Issarion.
"Aislin's situation is a bit bad, and the War Council needs to consider supporting the operation of the Burial Ship Cemetery." (End of this chapter)