Chapter 342 The So-Called Honor

In the Courtyard of the Eternal Queen, Alarielle was listening with a serious face as the court officials explained the situation of the participants from various countries.

"Willie Nigel of Arion, Aldington Demps..."

"Etain..."

"Iris..."

After the court official explained the applicants, he thought for a while and continued,

"Calledo hasn't reported the personnel yet. Based on the previous championship warrior games, maybe only a few young people have been sent to Avalon..."

"I understand." Alarielle nodded to express her understanding, and then signaled the court officials to leave.

Later, in the deserted courtyard, the Queen gritted her teeth and cursed secretly in her heart.

This piece of wood! The game is about to start in just two days. You are not in a hurry at all. You just sent a few people to take a look. It would be better to win the title of Champion Warrior. Why is there still no news at all?

The Queen was sitting on a wicker chair, sulking alone. Could it be that the tone of my letter was too cold, which made him unhappy, so he didn't even reply to any message for so long, or maybe she felt that the title of this champion warrior was completely lacking. Not worthy of the status of dragon lord.

After all, Imric's Champion Champion Masno can eliminate all contestants, and the Eternal Queen's Champion Champion has a high gold content.

Alarielle thought about the last champion warrior from Itain, the flamboyant hundred-rose embossed armor, and the experience of not having been on the battlefield a few times, and she thought it was better to forget it.

Just as she was thinking wildly, Lilaze had arrived in the courtyard.

The maid narrowed her eyes, intending to tease the worried Queen.

"News has arrived from Caledor, but unfortunately it may be difficult to continue the game the way you want..."

The maid's tone was full of pity, and she couldn't help but sigh, and this made the Queen feel tense for a moment. It would not be as expected. Imric didn't like this title, so he sent a few people to deal with it. .

Alarielle took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and after taking on the appearance of a queen, she spoke calmly,

"Tell me what happened."

Lilaze took out the letter, cleared her throat, and read out Imric's reply.

To the esteemed Eternal Queen Alarielle:

I'm glad to hear that you're convening a championship competition. As someone who cares deeply about Ulthuan's affairs, I deeply feel that your life safety is a vital matter for the Asur clan.

As a member of Ulthuan, Caledor has a glorious martial tradition and an indomitable warrior will... (500 words of self-bragging)

As a kingdom that is vital to Ulthuan, Caledor will naturally send the most courageous, honorable and noble warriors in the country to participate in your champion warrior selection competition.

But there are too many qualified people, and the dragon princes are eager for honor, so in this Eternal Queen Champion Warrior Competition, I will lead the Caledor Dragon Prince to participate.

Imrik, Prince of Caledor

After the maid finished reading, looking at the queen's pretty face that seemed a little unbelievable, she finally couldn't help laughing.

Alarielle, on the other hand, had no time to pay attention to whether Lilaze's behavior was in line with etiquette. She quickly stood up and walked up to her and said,

"He really said that, bringing the Dragon Prince to Avalon to participate in the competition?"

"Of course, this is the list of people." Lilaze took out a long list. It seemed that there were at least five hundred people. She never expected that Imrik would do this.

The original best plan was for Imrik to participate alone. Unexpectedly, the Dragon Prince would always play his cards out of the box, and it was the same this time. The total number of people from other kingdoms who signed up was only a little over one hundred and fifty people. It was better for him. It directly turned the championship warrior competition into an internal competition between Caledor Dragon Prince.

Alarielle grabbed the personnel list, which contained various information about the contestants.

The most eye-catching one, and the one that attracted her most attention, was undoubtedly the first item, Imric. The faint smell of sulfur and the fire dragon seal in the lower right corner showed that this was no joke.

The queen started to giggle, and then snatched the letter from Lilaze's hand. It seemed that she did not intend to put these two items in the palace archives for preservation, but as a private collection.

In this regard, the maid could only sigh helplessly. When she first learned that Imrik was getting married, the queen was still sulking alone, but in the blink of an eye she became like this. Maybe she was a woman.

No, it seems that I am also a woman...

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In the Dragon Palace, Imric was worrying about something. He would take a boat to Avalon this afternoon, but it always felt a bit strange, especially the repaired Caledor armor on his body.

After the high priest of Vaal's re-creation at no cost and the breakthrough in the Rune Language system, the Caledor armor is still the same as before in addition to its appearance. It has changed into a big look, Aenarion Dragon Armor without the Curse of Kane. , may be able to describe the current state.

But this thing is one of the symbols of the prince's identity, including the dragon fire sword and the star lance. Imric immediately understood why he felt strange.

Although it didn't say that the prince couldn't participate in the competition, it seemed a little strange. On the battlefield, there was a young boy on the opposite side. As his opponent, he was an enemy with a full-body artifact. He couldn't break the defense even if he stood there. It seemed a bit unreasonable. Martial ethics.

After pondering for a moment, Imric chose to run into the treasure house in the basement and took out the fiery red conqueror armor, but what about the weapon, the Darkmoon Greatsword? It's a bit inappropriate, after all, this is a token of love with Lani, or is it the Star-Shattering Sword?

Thinking of cutting the enemy into several pieces with one slash, Imric thought it was better to forget it and deal with it casually. Maybe Avalon would provide the weapon, so he found an exquisite star-iron long sword belt. superior.

After feeling almost the same, I left the treasure house in the basement and couldn't help but nod my head when I looked at my handsome image in the mirror. It still looked like a dragon prince, wearing dragon armor and a dragon helmet, instead of walking around wearing a prince's crown.

"Prince, the personnel are ready. Do you want to set off now?" Elvis entered the palace and saw the prince replacing all his equipment. He knew that the sense of honor must be causing trouble again.

Regarding this matter, the herald, who was only in his early 120s, couldn't help but say something.

Five hundred dragon princes are running with you. Is it still necessary to change your armor? You can get the title of champion warrior even if you go into battle wearing a robe and a wooden sword.

But Elvis still held back. After all, this was the prince he respected the most, not his two hen-pecked uncles.

"Let's go, we have to let others know that as long as Caledo participates in the competition, the championship will definitely belong to us!"

Imrik's voice seemed particularly sonorous and powerful. There was no such thing as match-fixing. You had to fight hard for me, otherwise the signal would be cut off and you couldn't use Dragon Thunder.