Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

"Oh? So you think this...attack was caused by me? I haven't heard such funny words in a long time...My court is still in need of a clown responsible for making people laugh. Are you interested?"

Haha, the Phoenix King, who was laughing all the time, stretched out his hand to stop Boccachili from drawing his sword. Bretonnia needed an outlet to explain that the shattering of the land was not the responsibility of the Knight.

Of course, Imrik didn't know whether these daring female prophets were doing this because of Lilith's orders, or because they thought the Lizardmen were not easy to deal with, so they put the blame on the elves.

Bocachiri did not press down the sword, and his eyes under the golden dragon helmet were very serious.

"Your Majesty, we should not waste time talking to these monkeys... Please step aside for a moment. I will offer the heads of all disrespectful people to Asuryan."

Imrick kept smiling. From the very beginning when Gross provided the contact person for negotiation, Lawn never showed up. It seemed that the matter was already obvious...

He still firmly believed that Lilith was the savior of Bretonnia, rather than the brave knights and dedicated people.

The Phoenix King sighed and told the Knight King through the prophetess: "You can't stay out of it... One scam needs another scam to cover it up, but the most tragic thing is to choose to fall into it even though you know it's a scam."

"The next time the banner of the Flaming Phoenix comes to Bretonnia, it won't be with good intentions..."

Whether this is a warning or a foreshadowing of war, it means that for Bretonnia, a period more dangerous than any other is about to come.

When the Yankees attacked a region, they only thought about plundering, killing and sacrificing. This might effectively strike a blow to the Southerners in the short term, but it lacked any real impact and was nothing more than a chronic disease that caused constant pain.

Much later, Imrik would think from time to time that it might be the right choice to deal with Bretonnia earlier. Even if that rich and flat land was handed over to the Empire for management, it would be far more useful than a bunch of trash.

At the moment, he also has to deal with the Lizardmen... and the green-skinned, big-bellied King Grom who is still fighting in Karak Dreadnought.

This made Karl Franz and Thorgrin the Grudgebearer even more wary of the elves' hidden means. Who could have expected that the two big toads easily changed the shape of the mountain and allowed the racial alliance, which was originally in a guerrilla state, to reverse the situation.

In the open-air camp, Ludwig stood vigilantly in front of the emperor. Although his hands were placed at his sides, his eyes were fixed on the upright cold-blooded lizard in front of him.

The blue-skinned lizardman with wounds all over his body was more than half a meter taller than the surrounding humans even when he stood in a bow-shaped posture. His sturdy body and the spikes all over his body made him look like a living war machine.

The warrior's intuition told him that this lizard man was dangerous...

The emperor's bodyguards were alert, while the High King's bodyguards seemed a little casual. When Agrim saw Ku Ga, a little fighting spirit surged in his body.

It should be noted that when he was in Lustria, he also fought with Ku Jia, but the final result was not ideal, and he was unfortunately defeated by the Lizardman Lord.

After such a long time, it has become difficult for the Butcher King to find an opponent, so he would think of giving it a try whenever he sees a strong one.

"Ku Jia, are you interested in fighting me? Even after all these years, the defeat in our last fight still makes me excited!"

Defeat the Butcher King's Lizardmen...

This news made those present fall into silence. Those who had witnessed Agrim's combat performance with their own eyes had already fully understood how terrifying this butcher, who was as fierce as a blaze of fire, was.

Except for some particularly waaaagh Black Orcs who could barely block a few axes from Agrim, all the greenskins encountered in the Grey Mountains were easily killed by Dagor's Axe without exception.

Lizardmen are not good at speaking, so Imrik had to speak on their behalf. "Don't change the subject, Agrim... This is the lizard lord Ku Gar, who represents the Slann Council, and the last guardian of Ashhoto. You may not know his glorious past, but you must know one thing.

During the Third Vampire War, he fought alone against Aboraash."

Hearing the bragging, Agrim shook his head to express his boredom. Everyone has a lot of such seemingly glorious achievements.

"It's boring."

Although Karl Franz had some doubts, after all, the rumors about Lizardmen in the Old World had never been very good.

But if they can fight against the evil race together, then they must be friends of the Empire.

The emperor extended his hand, showing a welcoming gesture: "Welcome to the Old World, Lord Ku-Gar. I am the Emperor of the Empire, Karl Franz. If the Lizardmen are here to fight against evil, the Son of Sigmar is willing to fight alongside you."

Ku Jia's nostrils slightly frowned, as if sensing Carl's breath: "Hot-blooded cub~, hiss, you sent countless servants to the enemy."

It's not a statement of attitude, but that's the Lizardmen's way of diplomacy.

When Thorgrin saw Carl being humiliated, he realized that normal communication was ineffective. He recalled Tiemei's travel notes about Lustria and Brockson's bragging from time to time.

The wise Supreme King vaguely guessed the reason why the Lizardmen came to the Old World.

"Lord Kru Gar, could it be that the Slann have a mission for the Sons of the Mountains? In the name of Granni, Grimnir, and Valaya, the dwarves will not disappoint the expectations of the eldest son of the Old Ones."

Although there is some licking of the dog's intention, the dwarves generally believe that the Lizardmen they have never seen have a favor to the Mountain Kingdom. The blessing of Valaya is so obvious that the fertility rate has been significantly improved. Iron Eyebrow, in the name of the gods, calls on the sons of the mountains to respond to the call of the High King and strive to retake every lost mountain fortress.

Knowing a little about the Lizardmen, Ku Jia treated Thorgrin with a good look.

"Lord God, you do not need the help of the Stone Children~, your duty is to guard the mountains."

The indifferent answer gave everyone some preliminary understanding of the cold-blooded species, but it only made Imrik cover his forehead.

"Don't worry about what Ku-Gar said. The actions of the Lizardmen are far more effective than words. They came to the Old World for an important reason... But the specifics need to wait until the battle of Karak Dreadnought is over before we discuss them."

Thorgrin keenly sensed the clue in Imrik's words and pointed at Ku Jia and said, "You mean, the Lizardmen are also joining this summit?"

"That's probably the case. After all, the theme of this summit is to fight against chaos. It would be meaningless if the Lizardmen who have been protecting the world since ancient times were missing."

Thorgrin and Carl looked at each other. For many days, they had been discussing the intention of the dwarves and the empire to unite... This has been a tradition for thousands of years. The High King was not very interested in the previous emperors and thought they were all a bunch of idiots.

Although Carl is young now, he has some heroic bearing. He doesn't mind guiding this dull young man.

The dwarves agreed, and although the humans were a little hesitant, they finally thought it was feasible... (End of this chapter)