Chapter 1201 Determination

Imrik neither supported nor opposed the Empire's plans.

The newly crowned emperor needs time to prove his ability. Before becoming emperor, Karl Franz proved himself to be an excellent statesman and warrior, but he was only excellent.

He has yet to prove his ability to turn the tide, and the empire has not seen large-scale wars in recent years. He can only consolidate his position in the court through political means.

Karl Franz has the ability, pedigree, and means, but he lacks the qualifications and an answer that can satisfy the people of the empire, such as...the religious choice.

This involves many sensitive topics, such as Magnus, the trump card left by Imric. Even if the golden pony has not revealed its identity, it only needs to prove the qualifications of the incarnation of Sigma.

The great priest Walkerma dared to carry him to the Hall of the Holy Hammer, take Gail Maraz away, and ask Karl Franz to abdicate.

After all, according to the empire's... legal principles, the elector was forced to elect an emperor because Sigma left no heir.

If he can prove that he is the incarnation of Sigma, then he is definitely an orthodox emperor.

In this world, divine power is much more powerful than political power...

Imrik sighed and shook his head, continuing to write the draft for the expansion of the membership of the War Council...

But as the door was violently pushed open, the Phoenix King's quill was immediately broken.

The corners of his mouth twitched and he looked at the intruding Cohill: "Who is it again?"

"Adila..."

Imric quickly put the draft at the bottom and took out the educational plan for the third generation of the Caledor family with only the title written on it.

The tigress cared more about her soon-to-be-born offspring than anyone else, and she did not hesitate to use admonishment, coercion, intimidation, and wallowing to ask the Phoenix King to write an educational charter himself.

The Phoenix King picked up the quill and wrote the word lance on the blank paper, but it was too late.

The white lion guards clustered around Adira, always maintaining a two-meter interception distance, a very embarrassing way of expression.

We fulfilled our duty as guards and tried to stop us, but we didn't stop us completely...

The dignified female prince smiled and said to Cohill: "Your Excellency, can you leave for a moment? I have important matters to discuss with Your Majesty."

If Creon were here, Adira would point directly at her husband and say, "You still have the time to deal with documents here? Your grandson is about to be born, and you haven't even returned to Caledon even once."

But since it was Cohir, the female prince still maintained a bit of dignity and did not immediately get angry.

With a wave of Imrik's hand, Cohir closed the door.

Adira's expected anger did not appear. Instead, she sat next to Imrik, holding her husband's hand and looking into the eyes of the man who had spent two hundred years together.

"What are you worried about? I asked Draconir, and he kept saying that nothing would happen... But if nothing happens, the weird weather in the Dragon's Back Mountains, the mysterious investigation of Ronin and Iron Wolf , and Talarion, Beranal’s investigation..."

Adila held her husband's big hand tightly and looked directly into the eyes that did not dare to look into hers: "We swore that we would never hide anything from each other."

"Yes." Imrik held his wife's hand. If he was worried about the birth of his descendants, Adira must be too.

Caledor's recent solemn atmosphere has made many people aware that a change is coming soon.

There is no way to avoid this by hiding it. There is no need to worry about the issue of inheritance. Even if the child is delivered secretly, Minas Nir and the Flameborn Knight can prove for him that the son born by Gladys is the dragon tamer. Orthodox descendants.

But as for the safety issue, the Phoenix King cannot guarantee this. The influence of the Chaos Gods is everywhere. Especially after seeing the appearance of Be'lak, the idea of ​​​​getting the power of Asuryan and thinking that he can fight head-on has disappeared.

Being cautious is the only chance to survive in this dangerous world.

"I can't say much about this child...but I will never pay less attention to him than anyone else."

"I understand, I understand." Patting her husband's palm, Adilla leaned her body and slowly lay into the warm embrace.

"Imric, before my father died, he hoped to see a suitable heir...Dracnir has shouldered the hopes of Caledor for hundreds of years, and I cannot ask him to only inherit the honor of Tyron Loch.

But Gladys, this child gives me hope... How I look forward to her child growing up healthily, accompanied by brothers, growing up hand in hand, and becoming my pride and the pride of my father..."

According to Eldraine's will and Imric's own consent, if Drachnir has a second son, regardless of male or female, they will be named Bel'Kek.

Imric has only two children, one is Drachnir, who will definitely inherit the position of dragon lord, and the other is the little queen of Avalon.

Adila has lost confidence in the birth of a child, and all her hopes are placed on Dracnir and his wife. This is a heavy responsibility given to her by the family, and it is also to fulfill her father's long-cherished wish.

Imrik gently patted his wife's shoulder, and his choked tone hurt the Phoenix King's hard heart.

Yes, no matter how prepared you are, you may not be able to escape this catastrophe.

Many people saw the Phoenix King's uneasiness, and became even more uneasy because of it, but they did not dare to truly express it due to authority...

Imrik shook the bell on the table, signaling the captain of the guard, Cohir, to enter.

After Cohir saw the embracing couple and the tears in Adira's eyes, he immediately raised his vision and looked at the ceiling.

"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

"Cohir, according to the royal court's holiday schedule, how much rest time have I saved in these two hundred years?"

Cohir quickly understood that His Majesty was preparing to return to Caledor, and said without thinking, with his hands behind his back.

"It's up to you to decide. As long as you have a valid reason, you can return to Caledor. During the period, you can appoint a minister to manage the affairs of the royal court, or you can recall the war lord Eltharion and let him form a temporary resolution. cabinet."

"Recall Elsharion, who will serve as head of the Provisional Resolution Cabinet until next spring."

"Yes. Do you want to tell the outside world the reason why you went to Caledor?"

Imric lowered his eyes, glanced at his wife, and said slowly: "My grandson is about to be born, and I need to return to Caledor to witness the eleventh generation of the family."

"yes."

Cohir stood there, waiting for His Majesty's order, but Imrik only waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

The Phoenix King would not trust anyone other than the Dragon Prince near the temple in the Dragon's Back Mountains.

This time, he will return to Caledor alone and go to the Dragon's Back Mountains in person to wait for Gladys's delivery to end.

Adila wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, looking serious and happy at the same time.

"I will go with you."

"Yeah." (End of chapter)