Chapter 932 Uncle? Brother?

In Ramsgate, the central holy place of the Half-Dragon Tribe in the Gray Wasteland, a sleeping red dragon opened his eyes, shrank his body, transformed into a human form, and reached out to grab the Spear of Keloshi that broke through the air.

Through the picture transmitted by the legendary spirit, he saw the scene of Archibald's death in battle.

"You are worthy of the position of general I have given you."

The next moment, the legendary mid-level red dragon Amroth raised his hand and grabbed a Half-Dragon mage into the cave.

The Half-Dragon mage knelt on his knees and bowed his head to salute: "Meet Lord Amroth."

"From today on, you will take over the position of Archibald's Eight Guards."

"You will accept his people."

"Yes, Lord Amroth." The Half-Dragon mage knocked his head on the ground and answered loudly,

"Go down."

Seeing this, the Half-Dragon mage bowed his head and left the cave, not daring to peek at the treasures in the cave.

Amros looked down at the Spear of Keloshi, at the missing piece on it, and said nothing. He put it into the dragon scale space, restored his true body, and lay on the gold coin mountain to continue sleeping.

There is an agreement between the Gray Wasteland and the Kingdom of Ilia that the legends of both sides cannot take action, and he will naturally not break this rule.

In addition, the most important point is that he has a human who cannot beat him.

Now, he is ready to outlast the other party. If he can't outlast him, then he will consider this feud no longer exists.

As a red dragon, treasure is the most important thing to him. For other things, he will naturally do them if he has the ability. If he can't do them, then he will consider that they have never happened.

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In early November of the 9766th year of the Glorious Calendar, the Kingdom of Ilia sent out a surprise attack and defeated the elite army of one million monster clans, and offered the heads of 300,000 monster clan warriors to the goddess of life.

The spread of the news instantly extinguished the idea of ​​the Iron Furnace Mountain Kingdom, which was clamoring to regain the lost land, to start a war again.

On the southeastern border, the Kingdom of Is half-elf quietly cut the border army by half to show the friendly relations between the two countries.

In late December, the war ended.

The army of the monster clan in the Gray Wasteland was severely injured and was unwilling to continue fighting.

In order to stabilize the domestic situation, the Kingdom of Ilia also did not want to continue fighting.

Under such circumstances, the war ended in just one year. It came quickly and went quickly.

After the clouds fell and the camp was broken, Weilin held a banquet to entertain the nobles of the Cardro Province, the nobles of the Serop Province, and the middle and high-level generals of the 16th Silver Knights.

In a corner, Weilin and Madmonchi sat opposite each other.

"Why did you change the juice?" Madmonchi looked at the liquid in Weilin's glass and teased with a smile.

Seeing this, Weilin smiled and said, "Uncle Madmonchi, of course I want to talk to you a few more words. If I drink a glass and get drunk again, you will have to wait until the next day."

"Hahaha, that's right. If you get drunk, I really have to wait until the next day." Madmonchi laughed heartily, with a relaxed tone.

Weilin picked up the bottle, filled it for Madmonchi, and asked, "How long do you plan to stay in Kadero Province this time?"

"About half a month."

Madmonchi did not hide the kingdom's transfer order and directly told Weilin the specific time.

"So soon."

There was a trace of regret in Weilin's eyes, but there is no banquet that will not end.

"To be honest, this war really shocked me." Madmonchi picked up the wine glass and drank it all, then slowly said, "I don't know where you found that giant beast. I can see that Kyle failed to activate its complete form."

Weilin smiled and asked, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"A lie." Madmonchi looked at Weilin and made a choice.

Weilin heard this, Shanshan smiled and said: "Then I'd better tell the truth."

"That war beast puppet, as you think, was obtained by me in the expedition battle."

"This war weapon is the crystallization of a magical civilization. Once..."

When Weilin explained, Madmonchi looked a little obsessed.

I don't know how long it took, when Madmonchi came back to his senses, he saw his daughter and grandson appeared beside him.

"When did you come?"

Madmonchi pulled his grandson into his arms, touched his little head, and then looked at his daughter and asked.

Laila smiled and answered in a gentle tone: "Half an hour."

"Come here, let me see." Across the low table, Weilin smiled and waved to the little guy.

The little boy looked at his grandfather, then looked at his mother, and after getting their permission, ran to the opposite side.

Weilin reached out and gently pinched the boy's face, his smile became brighter, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Paloto, Paloto Aix." The little boy blinked his big eyes and answered in a crisp voice.

"Then what should you call me?"

Weilin looked at Paloto's serious expression, and a feeling of love surged in his heart, and asked curiously.

When Paloto heard this, his brows frowned slightly, and he thought seriously and said, "Uncle."

Weilin shook his finger, his mouth corners slightly raised, and said, "This is not right, think about it carefully."

Paloto tilted his head, with a puzzled look on his face, and asked in confusion: "You call my grandfather uncle and my mother sister, isn't that my uncle?"

"Yes and no." Weilin touched his chin and said with a smile.

"Then what should I call you."

Paloto blinked, his eyes full of curiosity, staring at Weilin, as if trying to find the answer from his face.

"According to seniority, you can call me brother." Weilin touched Palloto's head, a sly light flashed in his eyes, and he answered.

Hearing this, Palloto was silent for a moment, his little face was full of confusion, and he didn't understand why.

"Why?"

Faced with Palloto's inquiry, Weilin shook his head and said, "This matter is very complicated. You can ask your mother when you go back."

"However, I can tell you that it is wrong for me to call you like this, but is it wrong?"

"But..."

Paloto was entangled in his heart, his little hands clenched into fists, his eyes revealed a trace of confusion, and he couldn't understand the words of this uncle...brother in front of him.

"Go to your mother."

Weilin patted Palloto on the back and asked him to go to his mother Leila.

Madmonchi watched this scene with a smile in his eyes. Every time he was alone with his grandson, he always liked to tease him and look at his curious expression.

"Uncle Madmonchi, do you still need me to fulfill my promise?"

"Forget it, I still can't bear to leave Pallotto." Madmonchi shook his head and said without hesitation.

"Is that so!"

Seeing this, Weilin didn't know what to say.

Three days later, the Luoyunpo camp was disbanded, and Weilin led the army back to Qixing Territory.

Madmonchi asked Kadchi and Leila to take Pallotto to Qixing Territory to visit Flora, while he stayed in the 16th Silver Knights to deal with the army affairs.