Chapter 129 Trophies

Alarielle slowly opened her eyes. After Imric left the cave, she began to try to use the spells passed down by the Eternal Queen for thousands of years to communicate with the souls who guarded Avalon. On the land, the helplessness of those ancestors, and darkness are eroding every piece of land in Avalon.

After a series of communications, several familiar figures occupied her body, and powerful power began to enter her body. It was a power that could drive the darkness out of Avalon, even if it would make her become a person named Eternity. The empty shell of a queen.

Then, she witnessed with her own eyes the communication between Imrik and the successive eternal queens. After the ancestors were driven away by him, her consciousness fell into darkness.

"You are such an idiot." A familiar voice came from the side, obviously Imric.

Looking up, he saw him holding a few sticks and roasting meat on the campfire, and next to him was the carcass of a bear.

"I just want to provide some help." Alarielle said a little bravely.

Who knew that these words directly made Imric drop the wooden stick in his hand, glared at her, and said in a very angry tone, "Do you know what the price of doing this is? The consciousness of the previous eternal queens will occupy you. Soul, if I come back at night, you will have turned into a body called the Eternal Queen."

"But that's still the Eternal Queen. It's the same for Caledor, isn't it?" Alarielle had some tears in her eyes at this time. She always thought that Imric was coveting the influence of the Eternal Queen. Coming to Avalon made her feel uneasy and lost.

Forcibly suppressing his anger, Imrik picked up the almost-cooked meat skewer again, dusted it off, and said, "You only need to remember one thing, you are my trophy now, not the eternal queen. , only I can decide what you can do."

"If you become the body of the Eternal Queen, then this trophy is just a toy and has no value to me."

The two were silent for a long time, and Alarielle suddenly said, "Imric, do you care about me?"

She suddenly understood what Imrik was thinking. This man definitely didn't want to turn into the divine being called the Eternal Queen.

Even for the disobedient thing of drawing weapons against previous eternal queens, you must know that several eternal queens are consorts of the Phoenix King of Caledor. For the Caledonians who respect their ancestors and traditions, this is simply a disgrace. An incredible thing.

The emergence of this idea made her feel a warmth in her heart. It turned out that he not only wanted the influence of the Eternal Queen, he also cared about himself.

"If you die here, I will be very troubled. After all, leaving so many affairs in Caledor and coming to Avalon, taking away a body will be ridiculed by everyone."

Hearing Imric's answer, Alarielle thought that as expected, he had the toughest mouth in his body. Maybe even the volcanoes in the Dragon's Back Mountains could not melt away this tough mouth.

So I felt like I was thinking about it. I took my cloak away, sat up and wiped the tears from my eyes. I walked to Imric and stretched out my hand, "Since it's a trophy, you can't let me starve."

"Wait, it's not ready yet." Patting Alarielle's hand, the Dragon Prince said worriedly, "Don't try any tricks on me, just follow me honestly. Leaving here is just a small matter."

"Uh-huh."

Glancing at Alarielle, he found that she was sitting next to him with her hands on her knees. She seemed to be much more honest than before. Imric sighed in his heart, "Sure enough, you have to be fierce to know how to be honest."

Sitting next to him, Alarielle looked at Imrik's familiar flipping movements and asked with some confusion, "How do you know about the inheritance of the Eternal Queen?"

"Calledor is not a rural place like Itain. I don't know what's going on in Ulthuan. The Dragon Palace preserves much more information than other kingdoms."

This is not Imric's boast. Caledor was the only kingdom that did not suffer much damage during the Great Invasion of Chaos and the Great Schism of the Elves. Its main city, Tal Kaledor, had never been breached. Even if Savri saw the preserved classics, he would have to beg to copy some of them.

Alarielle guessed why Imric knew this top-secret information about Avalon. Even in Avalon, only a few people knew about the inheritance ceremony of the Eternal Queen. An impossible idea appeared in her mind. , speak.

"Is it Mr. Dragon Tamer?"

"I didn't expect that a stupid pig like you could figure it out so quickly. I'm really impressed." The foul-mouthed prince began to use his power. He had not had enough of his mouth today.

"I am the Eternal Queen, and now I order you to respect me." Alarielle raised her eyebrows and said angrily. After speaking, she pinched Imrik's arm.

"I'm warning you, don't take the initiative against the dragon leader. I'm not one of those dog-licking princes. It's not an easy thing to deal with if you make me angry."

"So?" Alarielle continued to pinch Imric's arm. She had already seen that the foul-mouthed prince only had a bad mouth, and everything else was fine.

After staring at Alarielle for a long time, and just as he felt a little guilty and his eyes began to dodge, Imric turned around and said,

"So you don't have anything to eat."

Hearing this, the hungry Alarielle hurriedly grabbed the food from Imrik's hand. She smelled a strong aroma, the smell of honey, and the source was on the skewers of barbecue.

Imric just sat there and kept dodging her movements, preventing her from getting it.

Finally, Alarielle leaned on him, and when she was about to fall due to her unsteady center of gravity, a pair of strong arms hugged her. She saw Imric's blue eyes, staring at her, " Don’t easily try to complete the Eternal Queen ritual in that way, I hope to see the real you, not an empty shell.”

Alarielle, who was lying in the arms of the Dragon Prince, nodded. Just when she was a little moved and wanted to say something from her heart, she heard him continue, "Okay, get up quickly without even looking at how heavy you are."

After finishing speaking, Imrik pulled Alarielle up and handed her the secret honey bear meat skewer in his hand.

The Eternal Queen is a little unhappy. That rumor may be true. The Dragon Prince is not as interested in women as the dragon. She still has some awareness of her own charm. No matter what the occasion, as long as she stares at a prince for three In seconds, you can see a big red face.

But when I came to Imrik, I glanced at him and found that he was chewing a big mouthful of meat steak. He looked anxious, as if his charm was not as great as that piece of meat.

Alarielle bit down hard on the meat skewer, and only delicious food could temporarily relieve her restless heart.

At night, looking at Alarielle leaning against him, her steady breathing and peaceful face showed that her sleep quality was good.

Imrik scratched his head. Why did he feel that something was not right about the situation? He was here to save people, but why did it become like this? Could it be that this woman still has a crush on me?

He quickly kicked this idea out of his mind. We Caledor don't have that much betrothal gift to give to Avalon. There are a lot of people waiting to be fed.