Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

In the dark and dry underground tunnel, the elf man was fiddling with a magic crystal ball.

Ripples emerged from the surface of the crystal ball, clearly showing the chaotic war scene in the canyon.

The elf rubbed his palms thoughtfully, his attention completely focused on the captain of the black guard who was in the lead.

"Kulan... I thought he would open up the canyon on his own, instead of taking a bunch of encumbered provincial soldiers with him as a babysitter."

Kunnir, the son of a champion warrior and a dragon prince who is expected to become a Flame Knight, came to Altdorf with His Majesty to discuss the maritime trade of Naggaroth with the Nord Lords.

With the guarantee of the Nord Lords, Kunnir, who had become a powerful courtier in Caledor, came to the empire with his dragon. He wanted to wait for orders at any time and work with the dragon to destroy the green-skinned orcs in the mountains.

However, he did not expect that the news from the giant horned viper made him hesitate for a long time in Aldolf, and finally he responded to Elvis's assembly order to avenge the high priest.

Kunnier's expression was somewhat solemn. If it were in the past, he would definitely look down on Kuran, thinking that he was just a dog forced to obey His Majesty and had no loyalty at all.

But now he knows what thinking means much better than before.

His face twisted as he stared at the fighting figure of the Black Guard, especially the magical light shining from the spiked helmet.

"The Arika Quint Rune is a new technology that was recorded by Draknir himself on the forging wall of the Vaal Temple three years ago. It can increase the wearer's sensory acuity and resist a series of negative mental effects...

This is not a good sign that your Majesty is beginning to take these Druzes seriously."

Elvis raised his eyebrows: "You think the Black Guard is unworthy?"

“…” Kunnier was silent for a while, and finally shook his head slowly and said: “I don’t want to comment on this kind of thing rashly, but the situation in Caledor is a bit complicated now.

The prince's guards were filled with civilians in the early years. Everyone thought it was to alleviate the pressure of personnel shortage caused by the expansion of the territory. After the Flame Knights were stationed in Lothern for a long time, there were less than ten dragons stationed in the palace. "

"Then you should talk to His Majesty in person and persuade him to quickly expand the size of the Royal Guard to the period of the King of Conquerors." Elvis rolled his eyes. Now that everyone had dragons, the original clear dividing line had disappeared.

Now, the best way for the Dragon Prince to demonstrate his honor and strength is to join the Royal Guard.

But the number of Flame Knights has been fixed, sixty in total.

If I don't go to His Majesty, I will go to His Highness. Since Draconir won't listen to my advice, I can only consider Imrik.

"I think... His Majesty might consider sending me to the Southern Kingdom to live out my retirement." Kunnier laughed at himself and sighed, expressing some helplessness.

There is no more war to fight, this is the biggest dilemma facing Caledor now.

Elvis took the crystal ball back, looked at his sad-looking old friend, and decided that he should reveal some news.

"I heard from Marest that during the summit, His Majesty often held secret talks with the High King...it seemed that they were discussing some important matters."

Kunnir's ears trembled, but he still pretended to be sad: "It must be something about cooperation with the Empire. Isn't it enough for me to fight the Yankees in Naggaroth? Do I have to run to the Old World? The personnel for the expedition to Norsca have been selected. It's that bastard Malus. It's our turn." Elvis saw through his old friend's trick at a glance, and he was too lazy to expose it. He said frankly: "Fight rats, or go to the Dragonbone Wastes to kill Chaos Dwarves. The Sotek Cult on the left hand and Karak Kadrin on the right hand, you can choose one by yourself when the time comes."

This……

Instead of feeling excited, Kunnier became more depressed: "If the prophet calls, I will naturally join the holy war... But I also want to kill short guys, even those with horns on their heads, to satisfy my desire."

Elvis kicked Kunnir away. He had never heard of such a despicable choice. Fighting the Yankee barbarians in Naggaroth was almost impossible to obtain substantial honor unless the situation was particularly large and there was a powerful God-chosen leader like the Demon Prince.

But beating rats and chaos dwarves is a medal of honor in front of you.

Ignoring his friend's continued thoughts, Elvis turned around and looked at the silent witch hunter: "So Victor, what do you think of the Black Guard's performance?"

Victor remained silent. How should he explain this? Should he use the example of the Empire's army, saying that if they encountered the Black Guards, all except the most elite knights would be slaughtered?

"Very strong, but I am a little confused. How many people are there in the Phoenix King's Guard?"

"This is a secret." Elvis said jokingly, and then he said, not minding telling the truth: "According to the current establishment of the royal court, there are a total of 2,760 people, of which 300 are waiting to be repatriated..."

Kunil suddenly interrupted and asked in disbelief, "Wait, you mean to repatriate Ainel?"

"They lack value in the royal court. His Majesty seems to want to expand his influence on Ai Niel and thinks it is a good choice to let Ai Niel return to his familiar hometown."

"The vacant spot..."

Knowing what his old friend was going to say, Elvis interrupted without hesitation: "Don't think too much, this is difficult to do. If we use the Dragon Prince to form a guard on par with the Flame Knights, it will take a lot of time just to equip them with supplies.

Do you think Creon will agree to let the newly formed guards enjoy equal treatment with the Flame Knights? The new nobles of the Dragon Spear Guard will definitely make a fuss, thinking that this is a joint suppression by the traditional nobles. The merits of some of them are not inferior to those of the Flame Knights.

There are also various forces that must want to insert personnel into the guards, Kaled, Wind Howling City, Naggaroth, Dawn Fortress..."

"Okay, stop yelling, I'm just asking." Kunnier cursed angrily, thinking to himself that damn Elvis, after completely breaking away from Prince Yulong's system, didn't care about the lives of his brothers at all, and spent the whole day messing around in the forest with his queen. He didn't know whether the baby born in the end would be an elf or a nest of snake eggs.

Elvis raised his eyebrows, looking a little unhappy: "Isn't your father planning to form an elite dragon prince force to deal with the northern cold land? With the size of Lord Masno, he will definitely not be inferior to the Flame Knights. As a son, don't you consider becoming the chief?"

"Get lost. I don't want to be accused of relying on my family's protection."

After some teasing, Elvis finally remembered the business. He looked at Victor who was still silent and made a decision.

"Victor, you may still be obsessed with Nikonov's death... Of course, I am also seeking revenge for him. So you must understand one thing. The one who is truly saddened by his death is the Red Scale Knight.

Nikonov is the first guiding priest of the Red Scale Knights. Perhaps you should personally experience the anger of these children. I will give you a privilege to try to understand and let them know about this grudge. "(End of this chapter)