Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

Twenty minutes later, people with different thoughts "gathered together" to criticize Imrik.

Kurt naturally assumed that the Phoenix King was standing by and watching. Based on his observations of his guards during the summit, sending only a quarter of their men would be enough to easily stop the Moon Claw and the Karkengard Slayer.

Carl was an upright and serious soldier who took the words back in his heart. He intended to support Marshal Rick to replace some disobedient nobles and strive to expand the influence of pragmatic and capable military forces in the court.

Supporting Karak Dreadnought was not an end, but a means to an end, a means for the Empire to profit from the summit.

“Phoenix King, for many years the Empire has always regarded you as its most trusted ally, and many emperors have respected you and considered you a reliable friend on the other side of the world.

Now the lands that your friend Magnus the Pious once protected are in turmoil..."

"You're right." On the other side of the magic image, Imrick nodded calmly. Kurt obviously didn't want to offend the elves. Marshal Rick was ready to deal with it alone, but before that he needed to tell the people one thing.

He had made requests to the elves, but the arrogant and cold elves looked down upon humans and were unwilling to confront the ferocious and brutal beastmen.

"Then Marshal Kurt, what do you want the elves to do for the empire? Should I personally capture these beastmen? Let their dirty blood spill on my robes."

It seemed a little strange... Kurt didn't respond for a moment. Imrick shouldn't worry about these tedious details. Would the dragon lord of Caledor, who was famous for war, think that the blood of the beastmen tarnished his honor? This was wrong.

What is the purpose of the elves?
"Of course not. The Empire is capable of handling all disturbances within the Empire, whether it is caused by Beastmen or other people with ulterior motives!"

The sonorous and powerful voice made the Phoenix King utter an undisguised sneer. Obviously, this was also a warning to the elves, but it was just right, so that the empire could maintain a sense of crisis and prevent the electors from fighting each other in the court.

"I have sent a team to deal with the Kakendegar Slayers, but they will only perform the duties of covering and keeping the flanks stable for the march of humans and dwarves..."

"That's enough." Kurt ignored etiquette and ordered the wizard to cut off the image. As long as Imrik did not let the beastmen roam, it would be a good thing. The Empire was very experienced in how to deal with the beasts in the forest.

"Let Sir Philemon Burton lead half of the Demi-Griffin Knights to support Marcus. We must stop the attack of the bull-horned monster and give the hunters a chance to find Moon Claw!"

The advisor opened his mouth wide when he heard the order. Karak Dreadnought is a mountainous terrain, and only a few of the knightly orders that the Empire is proud of can adapt to it. The only one that can really serve as a heavy hammer is the Griffin Knights.

If half of the manpower is sent out, the front line may change. The green-skinned orcs have no shortage of huge monsters that pose a huge threat to the formation.

"Isn't this a bit unsafe? The Phoenix King has promised that the bull-horned monsters will not interfere with the normal march..."

Kurt interrupted forcefully, his eyes glaring like bells: "Power can corrupt people and make them want to get more, and this is no exception for elves... We can't judge the elves' practices with the usual attitude!
If it was during the time of His Majesty Magnus, the elves would have sent out cavalry to encircle and suppress the beastmen. What they are doing now is just to take advantage of the meaningless years of vanity to magnify Karl Franz's weaknesses. We cannot show any weakness!"

Marshal Rick, who had no feelings for the elves, thought that the number of Demi-Griffin Knights in Rickland alone might not be enough to deal with the horned monsters, so he asked the mages to provide support to the Elector Countess Emmanuelle of Wisenland, and especially asked Theodore Bruckner, known as the Executioner of Nuln, to come forward. But the result was somewhat different, because for some strange reasons, the Countess of Wisenland actually found the Phoenix King.

The woman on the other side of the mirror was gorgeous, wearing a dark red corseted long dress inlaid with exquisite gems, which highlighted her tall and well-proportioned figure. Her beautiful long golden hair was tied behind her head, showing off her charming facial features.

The countess bent her knees slightly, lifted her skirt, and gave an impeccable greeting, her voice as clear as a nightingale, like a ballad.

"Emmanuel, the current Count of the Liebowitz family, pays respect to you, the respected Phoenix King."

"Emmanuelle..." Imrick glanced at the Countess. She was a good Elector. In fact, the last generation of Electors had the courage and determination to defend the empire, but paranoia and stupidity made these determinations seem very pathetic.

The Countess of Wiesenland did not have outstanding military capabilities. She was better at using diplomacy and political means to achieve her goals. Wiesenland also played a crucial role in Karl Franz's success in defeating the old wolf Boris.

What really concerned the Phoenix King were the two people beside the Countess.

A woman wrapped in a dark purple robe, exuding an ominous aura, holding a staff inlaid with purple gems, and her calm eyes seemed like a rose in a cemetery that exuded evil and charm.

Elspeth von Duncan, the Grand Master of the Imperial Amethyst School of Magic, the personal advisor to the Elector Countess of Wisen... He was also an alien who walked in and out of the border between life and death.

As for the other tall man with his lips tightly pursed, he looked like a smaller version of an ogre in terms of his physique. His serious face was covered by thick golden hair, and he looked very burly in the extremely thick and enchanted plate armor all over his body.

Theodore Bruckner, Countess's Executioner, Champion of Nuln Justice... and the Fall of Tamur Khan.

The war, coupled with Nuln's strong manufacturing industry, was the opportunity to support the countess's daily banquets in the palace.

"Since Manuges' death, we have rarely communicated with the Liebowitz family. I think we have been a little negligent... The people of Wissen are worthy of praise. You actively absorb all kinds of knowledge and equip yourselves with noble power. This is far more admirable than the power gained through deception and ignorance."

After some polite words, Imrick wanted to see what Emmanuel wanted to talk about. During the summit, Wiesen only sent a few unimportant representatives, and all of them agreed with Karl Franz's ideas.

"Now that the battle is imminent, you'd better speak up quickly if you have anything to say. With the protection of Manuges, you can get some extra attention from me."

Emmanuel was not too surprised. The Phoenix King, who was arguing with all parties at the summit, was obviously just there to watch the fun. When it came to really deciding things, he could decide many things with just a few short words.

"About Counselor Juan..." (End of this chapter)