Chapter 120 Alarielle’s Toys

"Your fighting skills truly amaze me, Prince Imrik."

Alarielle, who was hiding in the woods, walked out slowly, looking very surprised at the corpses here.

She originally wanted to use magic to support Imrik, but she didn't expect that the strength of this Dragon Prince might be far beyond her imagination. Twenty wizard spirits could already kill an Asur army of hundreds of people at will. But in his hands, all the militia troops were eliminated in less than five minutes with that spear that he had never seen before.

"If all Assur trained as diligently as the Caledonians, these Druzi would not be able to breathe in this world."

"But war is not the only purpose of living. Assur deserves a better life."

"So Caledor should shoulder the burden of this beautiful life for you? The last person to do this was Aenarion, and the result was that Nagaryth became a wasteland."

Alarielle felt speechless when she heard Imric's seemingly intentional and seemingly unintentional sarcasm.

The Dragon Prince's sarcastic mouth is already famous in Ulthuan. Except for those he likes, even the generals of the five major gates will be ridiculed in front of him.

"Perhaps we should consider how to leave instead of discussing the situation in the kingdoms of Ulthuan." Alarielle walked to a wizard and felt a little sad when she looked at these distant relatives whose bodies were engraved with Kane's bloody runes. As Elsa's divine choice, she should care for every elf, but the actual situation is always unexpected.

Crouching down, Imric was looking for something useful from the Witch Spirit, such as healing herbs or deadly poisons. The thousands of years of war had made both sides know each other very well, and these bottles Almost all the functions of bottles and jars have been thoroughly studied.

He took out some herbs from the body of the witch spirit, crushed them with his palms and put them into a clean container. After shaking off the juice on his hands, Imrik stood up and said, "Let's go, we still have a long way to go. "

After speaking, he handed the container containing the potion to Alarelle and said, "Drink this, it will be of some use to you."

After taking the bottle of potion, Alarielle was obviously a little surprised, and suddenly felt that Imric's stinky face was not so ugly after all. "Maybe you are not as cold as I thought."

But Prince Long just snorted coldly, "What you should consider is how to take good care of your body, so that it will be helpful for your next actions, instead of caring about what I do."

After hearing this, Alarielle covered her mouth and smiled. As long as she didn't care about the Dragon Prince's bad mouth, it didn't seem so embarrassing. As she drank the unknown green potion in the container, the two began to escape again. road.

"How are you going to get out of here?"

Alarielle, who was following Imric closely, suddenly spoke. If she was a little uneasy before because she would be chased if she escaped, but after seeing the strength of the Dragon Prince, she felt that this operation was very confident. , his strength is unparalleled by few in Ulthuan.

"Find a ship from the western port to the land in the inner ring of Caledor, return to the Dragon's Back Mountains, and then gather the troops to kill all the Druzi."

"Coming from your mouth, it sounds like a very simple thing to me."

"Indeed, as long as the people in the kingdom think about fighting all day long, and the armaments manufacturing plant has no time to stop for a day, it is indeed an easy thing."

"Don't you ever want to have a day off?" Alarielle only had one impression of Caledor, and that was the never-ending war. Even though the fire dragon emblem was full of scars, it was still extremely sharp.

"Never, in this crisis-ridden world, will people have a moment of respite."

The exchange between the two fell into silence. Imrik only responded to Alarielle's words and was not very interested in active chatting. Once he entered a state of combat readiness, indifference would become Caledor's fault. synonym.

Alarielle, on the other hand, had some deeper feelings about the current situation in Caledor. A martial and warlike kingdom met a leader who was a war fanatic.

After the sun had crossed the central axis of the sky for a long time and was about to set, Imrik felt it was time to stop and rest for a while, and turned to look at Alarielle, whose face was wet with sweat.

This woman's willpower is quite strong, and she walked for so long without making a sound. The dense forest environment consumes more energy than the flat land, and it is definitely not easy for Alarielle, who is still in a weak state.

"Let's take a rest first."

After hearing Imric's words, Alarielle nodded, took out the cloth that had been cleaned in the morning and wiped the sweat on her face. Even though she grew up in the forest of Avalon, her weak body was really It was difficult to keep her going for too long.

After observing the surrounding environment, it was still the same as before. Large green trees were densely scattered around, and not far away, there was a rock wall protruding from the mountain, which looked like a good camping spot.

Seeing that she had already bent her waist and was resting with her hands on her knees, Imrik ignored the complicated etiquette and walked over to hug her waist and put her on his waist.

"Prince Long, your behavior is not in line with court etiquette, and it is not the way you should treat a lady."

Hearing that she was actually in the mood to tease him, even though he wanted to give her a few blows on her cock, Imrik still held back.

"If there is a chance in the future, let the Eternal Queen personally come to Caledor to teach the Dragon Prince what court etiquette is, but here, I have the final say."

"Then I will take the maid group to visit the Dragon Palace in person."

As the two came to the bottom of the protruding rock wall, Imrik picked up some dry wood from other places. When they came back, they saw the queen whittling a wooden stick with the dragon fire sword.

"So our Queen plans to beat those Druchi to death with a broken wooden stick?"

Stacking the wood on the ground, the Dragon Prince crossed his arms and continued to watch her movements.

"This is not a broken stick, I can use it to make a bow." Alarielle, who was holding the dragon fire sword, didn't seem to respect the long sword that symbolized Prince Caledor at all. Instead, she seemed to be using a Woodworking knife.

"If you're willing to put the energy you wasted on this toy into resting, I think we'll get out of this place faster."

Hearing Imrik say that the bow in her hand was a toy, the Eternal Queen felt a little angry for the first time. Her slender eyebrows were raised, and her emerald green eyes stared at the Dragon Prince, "Avalonians are the best at using bows and arrows. I No exception."

"So?" Imric didn't believe that Alarielle's toy could pierce Drucci's black armor.

If you were the Shadow King or Orion, you might have this effect. Those two old monsters would probably be like ballistas even if they were thrown with a stick. The bow cannot be drawn.

Suspended by Imrik's words, the raised eyebrows quickly disappeared, and Alarielle's voice became a little soft, "I can use it to kill some small animals to satisfy my hunger."

With the Dragon Prince's unabashed ridicule, Alarielle continued to polish the bow silently. Perhaps she had felt wrong before. This guy not only had a bad mouth, but also had the same personality.

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