Chapter 96

Danilis and Renes both gave their dragon eggs the most appropriate names.

Renes wanted to commemorate her father rega, so she named her regor. Danes had never seen her parents and elder brother since she was born. Wesselis was all she had, so the little girl named her dragon egg wesselion.

"So... What's the name of your dragon egg?"

The older of the two girls looked at the black and deep dragon egg, then raised her head and asked curiously.

Hearing this question, wesselis thought a little.

He doesn't know if it's a coincidence. The white dragon wesselion and the green dragon Rego happen to still call this name, but wesselis's black dragon is not going to call zhuogen.

"If it can hatch..."

Wesselis nodded slightly and hesitated.

"I'm going to call it bellerian."

And at this time.

"Meow?"

Reneth's little black cat happened to pass by the window. It heard wesselis's voice and turned its head slightly in doubt. It thought wesselis was calling it.

The atmosphere in the room stagnated for a second.

Then.

"Pooh, ha, ha."

"I said you... Brother, why did you give your dragon egg the name of a cat?"

The girl with brown hair couldn't help laughing with no image. She looked up and down with tears.

And wesselis's face turned a little black.

"Reneth, you go back and copy the history of your home!"

In fact, of course, reneth knows that bellerian is not just a cat's name. Bellerian's name was given to the little black cat by herself.

Bellerion is also the name of the huge black dragon on which Egan conquered westero. It is even more than 150 meters long. It is called "Black Death" and the real overlord of the sky.

The girl just took the opportunity to make fun of wesselis.

But... Renee doesn't know all about the name Belle lane.

"Listen to me, you two. I'll give you science."

Wesselis put one hand on the table and sighed.

"Bellerian is not only the name of the black death of the cat and AEGON's dragon, but also the name of a God in the ancient valerian civilization."

"Meow ~"

Wesselis was talking, and the little black cat jumped in from the window.

Then he rubbed his plush head slightly on wesselis's trouser legs. He really thought wesselis was calling him just now.

The silver haired boy also squatted down, picked up the coquettish little black cat, put it in his arms, and seriously continued to explain.

Although reneth also received the Royal elite education and hired the best teachers for her, her knowledge reserve is still not as deep as wesselis.

In order to trace the relationship between black fog and valerian civilization, wesselis tirelessly read many books left by this once lost civilization and learned a lot of ancient valerian stories.

"Among the three dragons of the conqueror AEGON I, bellerian was one of the five dragons that survived the doomsday catastrophe in varelia, and later hatched waghar and mirassis on Longshi island."

"The names of these three dragons are all the names of gods in the valerian civilization."

Wesselis is telling two girls a story about the ancient valerian gods.

At this time, his room door was knocked.

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"Your Majesty."

Outside the door came the voice of the guard.

"Sir Jeffrey asked to see you."

The old Sir heard that the little king had returned from pantos to andalos, and then rode a fast horse from the port.

"Huh?"

Wesselis was stunned when he heard the news of the old Sir's arrival.

Then he put down the black dragon egg in his hand, locked the box again and put it back in its original position.

"Ah?"

Seeing that wesselis closed the box again, the two girls thought wesselis was going to repent, but wesselis just shook his head.

"I'll deal with something first."

"I'll give you these two dragon eggs when I come back."

Then wesselis hurried out of the house to the hall.

Nowadays, the political pattern of andalos is that wesselis holds most of the power, and all the affairs of the whole city are managed and transferred by wesselis.

The old jazz still controlled tangaryan's fleet and guarded the coastline and Longshi island.

Many of the affairs on longstone island are also managed by Sir Geoffrey, who is truly the No. 2 figure in the tangaryan family's sphere of influence.

Power and status are deeply rooted. Now even Prince Oberon, who has made the same meritorious service in andalos, can't challenge the status of the old jazz.

However, andalos is still a long way from the coastline. Wesselis did not expect that the old Sir suddenly came from the port or Longshi island. It must be something important happened.

So wesselis came in a hurry.

"Your Majesty."

However, when wesselis arrived at the main hall of the castle, sir Jeffrey, with white hair and beard, was waiting here. He wore a golden badge on his chest and looked particularly energetic.

"Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty."

Prince Oberon, who was in charge of guarding the city-state and led the 2000 guards, and the Gunther Bachelor of Longshi Island were already sitting here.

This is the highest standard conference lineup of andalos today.

"Lord Jeffrey, long time no see."

"It seems that your style is still the same."

When wesselis took his seat, he greeted the old jazz first.

The commander-in-chief of the Longshi Island fleet, now his nominal "hand of the king" and concurrently Minister of the sea affairs, is not only a beacon on his way to life, but also a role like a strict father.

Because of the distance between them, sir Jeffrey also returned to Longshi island from time to time to deal with affairs. They haven't seen each other for more than half a year.

However, the old jazz was still loyal and had no two hearts.

"Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for a long time."

The gray haired old man sat on the nearest chair to wesselis's left. His slightly yellow old eyes looked at the increasingly sharp young man in front of him, and the last worry in his heart disappeared.

Wesselis alone can manage the city without becoming arrogant and extravagant because of the loss of control.

Then the old jazz leaned forward, his face was slightly straightened, smiled and talked about business.

"Your Majesty."

"The usurper's new fleet has been built."