Chapter 399 Great Cause for a Long Time to Come

Accompanied by the dazzling sunshine of Lustria, Alarielle put her arm on her lover. Although they had not seen each other for several years, the two often used magic communication to exchange recent experiences.

After Imrik woke up, he saw those peaceful eyes. After waiting for a moment, a crisp voice spoke.

"We should have a child." Alarielle's words were full of joy. Perhaps only by staying by his side could she enjoy her time as a woman.

A child...?

Imrik nodded and did not reject the proposal.

"That's going to take a lot of effort. If it's a girl, it will be raised in Avalon, but if it's a boy..."

Imrik spoke out the principle of double standards without hesitation, and faced Alarielle's expectant eyes, "Then throw it to Ingersoth and become a legitimate dragon prince. Practice lance day and night, guaranteed The force can reach my level."

Beats appeared on the chest, and Alarielle cursed angrily and amusedly, "Why do you say that? It seems that you want to train him as a soldier. I don't agree to this kind of education policy."

"He is much luckier than me. My father wanted to find a dragon companion for me. He just wanted to steal a dragon egg and let me hold it and hatch it."

"I think it would be better to give birth to a daughter. When the time comes, I can dress her up in nice clothes and dress her up like a princess." Alarielle didn't want her child to turn into a reckless man who only had thoughts of fighting in his mind.

Imrik didn't care too much whether it was a daughter or a son. One more was better.

After working hard with Adira for several years, there was still no movement, although Imrik knew very well that due to his physical condition, it would be difficult to have a child so easily.

But maybe the Queen has some tricks up her sleeve.

"Let's not talk about this for now. How is Avalon's recent situation?"

"Reconstruction is almost complete, but the population still needs time to slowly recover."

"Take your time, we still have a lot of time."

After saying that, Imrik planned to get up and prepare for the next thing.

Alarielle put her head on her hands, her long golden hair forming a waterfall and scattered on the white sheets, watching her lover's actions quietly.

Suddenly, she thought of something and wondered, "Are you planning to start a war again? With those extra-large rodents."

Imric nodded as he put on his robe and tied his long hair with a red cloth strip, "Yes, I need to mobilize an army to conquer the southern Great Forest Sea. In fact, it is not a very good time for you to come here. "

Alarielle wrapped Miaoman's body with a sheet, walked up to her lover, looked into the scarlet eyes that were completely different from before, and said softly, "But I'm still here."

"Indeed, you are still here."

Facing the familiar face, the two kissed deeply for a long time.

The Queen loosened her arms and asked him, "I will send some people to help you in your expedition. If you need anything, Avalon will do its best to provide it."

"Life Mage, the situation in the southern Great Forest Sea is a bit complicated. I need to reduce the casualties of my soldiers as much as possible." Imrik thought for a while and felt that he still couldn't count on Avalon's troop sources.

The specialness of Asul lies in the length of life. A person who trains for an hour every day is considered diligent. It is entirely based on the combat experience gained from a long life.

The Dragon Prince is known as Ulthuan's cutting-edge combat power, but in fact, there are many people who just use the name, and the upper and lower limits are very different.

Even after he succeeded to the throne, the annual strength assessment program for domestic dragon princes was increased, but there were still many people who lowered the limit.

Unless the elite Avalon sisters are dragged to the southern forest sea, they may not be as effective as the diligently trained Kislev mercenaries.

At least they won't doubt their orders and dare to fight and kill.

Alarielle lowered her head and thought for a while. Life mages were Avalon's strength. Their number ranked first among all countries. Not to mention that the life mages in the White Tower of Hoth's Archmage Council were from Avalon. If only Providing some mages is not a big problem.

But this name has to be considered for a moment. After all, the Dragon Prince is not a war lord. The expedition to the southern Great Forest Sea is Caledor's national affairs.

But soon, the queen thought of a countermeasure.

"Then I will send some life mages here in the name of the Eternal Queen's champion warrior."

"Well, with their help, I believe this matter will be much simpler than imagined."

The two slowly changed their clothes and walked to the bathroom to finish washing. During this period, they also experienced a different way of playing. They did not return to where they should be until noon.

Imrik, who was sitting at his desk, couldn't help but ask the loyal herald Elvis to come here immediately.

With steady steps and a calm face, Elvis slowly came to the office from the outside. If you didn't know better, you might think that he was preparing to enter the battlefield.

But the actual situation was that he was just asked to report on his work.

"Prince, your loyal herald Elvis Hallandur reports." A loud report interrupted Imric's observation of the miniature model of Qingyan Port.

This aroused the dissatisfaction of Prince Long, who raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man in front of him.

It's the silver armor of Israma as always, and the rather exaggerated dragon-winged helmet.

Then he asked an unrelated question,

"Elvis, how old are you?"

"One hundred and thirty-two years old." Elvis didn't know why the prince asked this question, but he answered immediately, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Sure enough, this uneasiness immediately turned into reality.

"Do you have a partner?"

"not yet."

"A hundred and thirty-two years old, and you don't even have a partner. How can you make the Hallandur family grow like this? I'm worried for your grandfather."

Imrik's tone of hatred came out. He had previously organized a big blind date for young people of suitable age in the country, and had only dealt with those die-hards. How could he have forgotten this brat next to him.

"I give you an order. Find a partner within a year and get married immediately. Otherwise, you will be thrown into the training ground and stay with the Flame Knight for ten years."

Elvis's face turned green. He didn't expect that he, the fish that slipped through the net, would be caught.

The Flameborn Knight's training ground, is that a place where normal elves can stay? Fighting with a giant lizard in hand-to-hand combat without equipment, training through the forest with a weight of 300 kilograms, not to mention inhuman confrontation training, it is completely a sacrifice of life in exchange for strength.

"Can I refuse?" Elvis asked cautiously. This was the first time he wanted to resist the prince's order.

"Of course not." Imrik looked calm and answered the brat's question. Fish that slipped through the net must not be tolerated. Everyone must contribute to Caledor's great cause.