Chapter 504 The spoiled child

Author: War Pig Dayu Lao

Chapter 504 The spoiled child

Far away from the old world of Ulthuan, in the vast dragon palace, a toddler used his legs to hold on to the stone pillars engraved with the glory of his ancestors.

Scale relief.

A beautiful figure suddenly poked his head out from behind the stone pillar, making a grimace on his delicate face, as if he wanted to scare the little guy.

But compared to a stubborn person who was taken by his father to fly around the sea and swing in the crater of the volcano just a few months after he was born, it was obvious that the son of the dragon would not be afraid. He stretched out his legs to beg for the ghost face, mumbling indistinctly.

.

"elder sister."

The girl who was called sister hugged the little one, offered the baby fat to Dracnir with her pretty face without makeup, and muttered,

"His little master, if my wife knows that I secretly pick off dragon scales again, I will be angry again."

"Oh, Philonina, who could possibly be angry?"

A male voice came out from behind, causing the girl with a doting expression to freeze for an instant. She turned around with her brother in her arms and said hello to the one who shut up.

"Dongdong, he didn't say anything."

Imrik walked forward and tapped Filonina's forehead with his leg fingers, and said with a little anger,

"Just call him uncle. How many times have I told you, don't get along with those old stubborns like my grandfather Trevicorn. Please ask for a little bit of salt no matter what the occasion is. No, Prince. No, Dragon Lord, live up to Caleb."

He has so many names. He is afraid that others will know and disrespect him."

The girl stuck out her pink tongue to show that her words were useless. Instead, Dracnir saw his father coming and stretched out his legs to grab those pointed ears.

But Imrik will not spoil a brat. He is hugged by a beautiful sister. He actually wants to find him. If the family is not growing, he must understand the beauty of a woman and not think about it all the time.

With a dragon and a lance.

By mistake, the niece who was still teasing the little prince said, "Why do you have time to go back to Caledo? Didn't you prepare to buy some stallions and open a horse farm in Elion?"

A hint of bitterness appeared on Filonina's face as she explained, "He carefully analyzed the horse market in Ulthuan and found that it was almost saturated. All the Outer Rim Kingdoms were monopolized by Elion, and the environment in the Outer Rim Kingdoms was not

Where will horses be purchased?"

Well, that does have something to do with me. After all, Tyron Locke used to be very good at buying horses to pull chariots. I asked the Lord if he could import them from Elion. It turns out that it has become Caledo now. The price is more favorable and the quality is guaranteed. It is very

There are no political conditions to bear.

"Aren't there a group of people doing equestrian training abroad? Why don't you sell it to them?" Imrik was not referring to nobles, but to wealthy businessmen and young people from the citizenry.

But those words made Filonina's expression become even more bitter, which aroused the Dragon Son's interest even more than the grimace just now. She pinched it with her calf and pulled it outward.

Imric dragged the troublemaking brat into a nightmare. Not only was he so energetic that he could crawl into Ingersoll's mouth, but his unconscious movements in the morning would also attract him and his wife.

Can't sleep.

But neither of them preferred the character of little kids, and since the work was quite easy, they did not choose to let the maid take care of them.

Giving her uncle a resentful look, Filonina said, "They don't even think about buying war horses on their own. They go to the militia training ground every day to borrow horses. They think buying horses will mean they lack talent and lose face, so they secretly train at home. So they just beg.

Join the standing army and you will provide the war horses."

That's really enough for Caledor...

A large bead of sweat appeared on Imrik's forehead. He didn't expect that those young people had to go to such an extent to use the public training ground.

Filonina sighed, hugged Long Zi's legs a little harder, and let him lie on his shoulders, "So he plans to return to China to see if there are other suitable industries. The Woodrow family's business started a little too late, wrong.

Many things need to be understood slowly, but before that happens."

She hugged Draconir and kissed her forehead, "Please take a look at the cruel little palace master first, his little baby, hehe."

Imrik was not surprised that his niece looked like a nymphomaniac, because the special ceremony held for the little guy before had deprived him of the concept of Sotek's son, leaving only the blood of the Eastern Dragon, turning him into a veritable one.

Son of the Dragon.

As for the Caledonians who were madly in love with the dragon, after seeing the cute humanoid baby dragon, everyone regarded it as a treasure and offered it to them. Even Adira didn't understand why she brought her son with her every time.

Attending a banquet will arouse the enthusiastic pursuit of a large number of women. Don't they have sons?

"Well, since I'm willing to come and see the little guy, he and Adira can save some worries during those few days. Wrong, don't take him to find Ingersolls, he was almost eaten this time.

No, he punched it out with his fist."

Thinking of the little guy being swallowed by the Star Dragon, and the anxious Imric beating Ingersoth's body to force vomiting, Philonina couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, the dragon lord fights the dragon

, or else, Dragon Son, that scene is really interesting.

When he saw North, the herald who had just arrived a few months ago, approaching, Imric knew that he had something to do with him, so he kicked his legs to let the Flameborn knight pay attention to the two siblings here.

"He's going to take care of official business first. Don't forget to go to the restaurant in Dongwu and don't go too far."

"I know, uncle who is as nagging as my grandfather."

As the new herald, Imrik did not choose a young nobleman to serve as the new herald. Instead, he found a young man who had just graduated from the College of Loyalty.

Although Elvis did a good job in the past, because of his family background, many people relied on him to find out the first-hand news about the palace. That time, he simply changed to someone with a relatively clean background.

"To the east of the palace, there is a secret letter from Erengrad."

North, who had a scar at the corner of his eye, took out a magically sealed letter from his satchel and presented it to the prince with his legs.

Level 1 encrypted intelligence, it seems something happened over there with Rachel.

After receiving the secret letter, Imric signaled the herald to continue the mission. At least the young Keli was very good, but why did he suddenly miss that little slick Elvis? Is he getting older?

He sighed and walked towards the study. Although he didn't know the specific situation, Imrik knew that the letter would definitely not contain any good news.

After entering the study room, he unlocked the magic lock on the front with a special key, and took out the documents written in Kislevian and Elvish languages. After reading them line by line, his face became more solemn.

The signature of the Kislevian document is not Mazov, and the signature of the Elvish document is not Rachel. The former does not explain some situations that occurred in the far north, while the latter does not provide evidence after investigating those situations.

Picking up the magic stone placed on the desk, Imrik immediately connected to the relay member's location.

"Let Agathel, Bruni and Judith come to see him as soon as possible."
Chapter completed!