Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

When the High King learned the news from Agrim, he rushed from the dwarf community to the Phoenix King's residence and ordered the Eternal Guards to surround the bedroom to prevent even a fly from flying in.

This sudden change made Karl mistakenly believe that a serious conflict had arisen between the elves and the dwarves. He quickly left the cabinet meeting and rushed to the bedroom with Ludwig.

But in fact, the face of the human emperor may have some effect on the dwarves, but it is meaningless to the elves. Both sides only adhere to one principle and do not allow anyone to enter.

Two hours later, Carl, who was waiting outside anxiously, finally saw the High King, but his expression was a little heavy.

Imrik said frankly that the three main gods of the dwarves are still alive, but Granni is hard to find. Perhaps if Valaya shows her love for her husband and Grimnir calls his brother with a war song, it might work?
This was simply ridiculous talk, and it made the High King so angry that he started a fight with Imrik on the spot, and was about to chop off the pointy-eared monarch's head with the Axe of Grimnir.

But the facts prove that the strength of the High King... is still slightly inferior to that of the Phoenix King, and the plot of Gotrek angrily beheading Caledor did not happen, otherwise the Battle of the Longbeard would have been staged again.

Throgrim tried every possible way, including threats, inducements, humble requests, huge benefits, and proactive apologies. Even the unbelievable act of returning all the dragon remains in the Mountain Kingdom failed to make Imrik change his mind.

Thinking that Imrik really didn't know the news about Granni, Thorgrim had no choice but to give up. At least Pointy Ears didn't point in a random direction, causing the dwarves to search like crazy.

"High King, what's going on between you and the Phoenix King?" Carl was a little worried. It seemed that the dwarves and the elves had some disputes, but what worried him more was that they had reached some secret cooperation without involving the empire.

Thorgrin shook his head slowly, seeing through Carl's thoughts: "Carl, this matter has nothing to do with the Empire, it's a matter of the dwarves... Imrik and I admire you very much, you just need to think about how to make the summit achieve a satisfactory result for everyone."

A month later, the summit was coming to an end, and Victor successfully changed his sparring partner.

After barely holding off Kuran for ten moves, he was fortunate enough to be received by the High King.

The witch hunters who believe in Sigmar respect the High King from the bottom of their hearts. The alliance between the Hammer of Heroes and Kugan is a major event that changed the fate of the two races, and it is also an ancient legend that both races will remember forever.

"Your Majesty the Supreme King..."

Without waiting for his greetings, the High King had already picked up the Axe of Grimnir and signaled Victor to attack. He wanted to see how capable this human, who Imrik was sure could find the trace of the ancestor god of war, was.

The Supreme King was very busy, so in the eyes of Victor, who had just adapted to the elves' fighting skills, it was just a battle axe that kept expanding in his eyes, and the runes on the steel color flashed with an unavoidable light...

Agrim hurriedly stopped Thorgrin with the Axe of Dago. If he killed Victor, where would he find the trace of the ancestor god of war?

The roar of the two battle axes colliding made Victor in the center area's ears tingle...

He looked at the two dwarves whose beards were blown by the remaining wind, and couldn't help feeling shocked and sad... the gap was too big.

The legendary lord is officially training with them, which is a little different from the previous playing around. Kulan and others can clearly feel the current upper limit of the witch hunters. It is just a matter of completing the task of the Phoenix King and honing their skills.

But the dwarves don’t understand all these fancy tricks. Fight, fight to the death. If you can’t hold on, it’s your problem.

As mentioned before, the High King was very busy, so he had very few encounters with Victor, but the Butcher King was very idle. He came to Altdorf as a bodyguard, and a bunch of sworn butchers were so idle that they wanted to tear down the taverns in the entire city. Another month passed, and Victor fully realized...

Elves and dwarves are a bunch of guys who don’t understand human nature, and they are all monsters!

The Butcher King's request is simple: give him a hearty fight... But in the Old World, who doesn't know the reputation of Agrim?

What really brought things to an end were Gotrek, who was hastily summoned by the High King, and Gragrim, who responded to his father's orders.

Normally Gotrek would not accept orders from any big shot, and his reputation was ruined at the hands of a lord, which was an injustice that the failed butcher had to wash away.

But there are only two people he must show obedience and respect to: Thorgrim the Grudgebearer, the incarnation of the Mountain Kingdom, and Torek Ironbrow, the Chosen of the Gods.

Gotrek has a towering orange hair crown, which is as tall as Agrim before the Great Crusade. His rock-hard muscles are rooted in his thick skeleton, and a black eyepatch covers his blind eye, making him look like a wild boar walking upright.

And his blond secretary...clerk Phoenix, complements the lack of appearance in this duo very well. From the appearance point of view, he is one of the rare handsome men among humans, and is not inferior to some elves.

As for Gragrim, he looks like a younger version of Agrim, with large tattoos of the Dragonbeard Clan on his skin, and a vibranium oath belt as protective gear.

The first to arrive at the palace was Gragrim. At this time, the dwarf prince was still in a daze. He was looking for giants in the mountains to practice, preparing to take the title of Giant Butcher.

But an order, an expedited one at that, forced him to rush to Altdorf with the help of the dwarf helicopter.

The meeting place was not the residence of the Supreme King, but a mansion.

Therefore, the tall elf sitting side by side with the High King was very eye-catching, and it also made Gragrim stunned for a moment, wondering how he could have pointed ears.

Imrik pointed at Gragrim and said to Thorgrim on his left: "Don't mention it. He really looks as silly as Agrim did when he was young... I still remember him being carried on a baggage cart by the Imperial Knights and staggering to Kislev, like an animal waiting to be sold, haha."

"How dare you!" Gragrim was furious. This was a serious insult to the Butcher King and must be recorded in the Dragonbeard Clan's book of hatred!
His anger lasted for a few seconds, because the father was covering his face with a helpless look, seemingly worried about his child.

"Father?"

"He is the Phoenix King, the pointy-eared elf you think is the only one who can speak human language..."

Gragrim's face turned red, and he stood there not knowing what to say, his posture awkward like a little girl who had done something wrong.

This made Imrik feel even more amused. As expected, a dwarf with a beard that didn't reach his chest was much more interesting than a dwarf with a long beard. (End of this chapter)