Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

In the secret room on the third floor of the Dragon Prince's manor, Alagir was reporting the situation to the prince.

"Prince, after Fenuba's strict investigation of the handicap, our fund recovery has been hindered. Now we only get 600,000 gold leaves."

The prince standing in front of the window was looking at the distance of the manor. In the distance was the garrison of Lothern. With his extraordinary eyesight, he could even see several Eagle Claw ballistae behind the garrison.

The dragon prince and dragon halberd guards stood inside and outside the manor. No one was allowed to enter unless ordered by the prince. Minas Nir and Lethamil were staying in the open space of the training ground.

After Aguilar waited for a long time, the prince finally spoke, "Use the identity of the embassy to suppress it. The Dragon Palace cannot show that it is participating in the handicap."

Caledor Ambassador Aguilar's face darkened. He knew that the prince was planning to give up on Lothern's affairs directly. Although the embassy served as the representative of the kingdom in the Phoenix Court, it had a certain degree of autonomy. The prince needed someone Come take over the dirty work.

He had some doubts because he had hidden the previous things in his heart for a long time, but now that he and the prince were alone, he finally couldn't help but ask, "You should know that as long as nothing happened, we would still make a profit." If you do this, we will not be able to participate in the later handicap."

"Politically, stationing troops in the Lothern Strait will cause Caledor to completely lose its influence in the Phoenix Court, and may even lead to a blockade. Even if the money is obtained, it will be of no use."

When speaking, Aguilar's tone was a little excited. He loved Caledo deeply, so he didn't want to affect the silent kingdom because of some situations that could have been treated as nothing.

After listening to Aguilar's question, Imrik turned to look at him. He did not get angry because of his offensive words, but was very calm, "Yes, I know, but Aguilar, if this matter When the message came back to Caledor, a dragon prince who had experienced hundreds of battles and had great achievements in battle instinctively won the victory perfectly without any pressure."

"But he was seriously injured because of his despicable behavior. What do you think the Caledonians will think? The bond that connects each of us will be cracked. As a prince, I will never allow this to happen."

"Besides, you may have stayed in Lothern for too long and forgotten why Caledor can maintain such a status in Ulthuan. What we need is a dragon, a dragon prince, a Vaal priest, a flame tower, and Every citizen is honored, but it will definitely not be the Phoenix Royal Court."

The Dragon Prince turned around and continued to look out the window, and finally gave Alagir the order.

"Inform Masnow to participate in the competition."

Since the news of the past two days came out, after seeing through the magic image that Bruni was able to defeat eight silver-helmeted knights despite such despicable cheating methods.

Whether it is an individual competition or a team competition, all warriors with a sense of honor have chosen to withdraw. This is a resistance to the shameless. Only Bruni deserves to have this championship. Now there are only a few nobles of Lothern left. Under the instructions of his family, he charged in the empty playing field.

In desperation, Aguilar withdrew. He knew what the prince was thinking. Caledo's silence made these people think that they could trample on honor at will, but as a politician, he knew the consequences of doing so.

Although the previous Dragon Prince had a tendency to force the palace, he never stationed his army in Lothern and besieged the Phoenix Court. This would lead to Caledor being blocked or even oppressed.

It was just the honor of a warrior. He thought of Bruni, the dragon prince who fought alone. Thinking that he was still lying in bed recuperating, he could only sigh helplessly in his heart, "For the glory of Caledor, ?"

After Alagir told Masno to participate in the competition, he rode out with Agathel. The two of them wore full dragon helmets and dragon armor and came to the defenders of Lothern.

Masnot was not at all deterred by the disparity in numbers. Instead, he raised his head, looked at the nervous-looking soldiers, and angrily shouted, "Get away, you cowards."

Agthel, on the other hand, remained silent beside him. He knew many people in the Phoenix Court. His experience as the general of the Dragon Gate over the years had made him a little less arrogant than the local Dragon Prince of Caledor.

But the garrison general still recognized Agathel, picked up his spear and shield and walked forward, emphasizing the identity of the dragon prince in front of him, "Prince Agathel, your order of battle belongs to the Phoenix King's Court."

"I have resigned as the general of the Dragon Gate. The Caledonians will not fight under a man without honor." Agthel answered the question directly and turned to look at a familiar figure.

"Let them pass." At this time, Tyrion stood up. Although he and Fenuba were good friends, as a warrior, he was extremely angry when he saw a duel being so tainted.

The two people in front of them were participating in a competition, not a hostile act. Legally speaking, Caledor had not yet declared war on the Phoenix Court, and they had no right to block the free activities of the two nobles.

At this time, Agathel looked at Tyrion. He knew this famous descendant of Aenarion, "Tyrion, you are a man who can barely be considered brave. The dragon tamer is not the same as the descendant of Aenarion." It's because of these cowards that you broke an ancient covenant, Malekith betrayed Assur, and I hope you will not tarnish the name of the Ancestral Guardian."

After saying that, he rode his horse and rushed to the competition venue, ignoring Tyrion's ugly face and the veiny arm holding the Yang Yan Sword.

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After arriving at the competition venue, the referees looked at the two people wearing dragon armor with expressions of embarrassment, while the Iris people on the other side were also wearing their silver armor and had no regard for the rules of the tournament.

Sighing, as a Tyrannosaurus, he also knew why. Since yesterday, players have been wearing their own equipment to compete. Although the reason has not been explained, everyone knows it.

Although the forced intervention of the White Lion Guards caused those people to change into competition equipment, the few in front of them did not care who the White Lion Guards were.

And this game was the second time Caledonians played after Bruni. If he, the referee, didn't handle it well, he would not be able to please the Phoenix Court and the two countries. He thought to himself, "Damn Fenubar, When this matter is over, I will resign from all positions in Lothern and return to Tyron Locke."

Then he looked at the people on both sides. Iris was accompanied by Elsharion, and Caledor was accompanied by Agthel. "Both of them are wise people. I will not limit the equipment of the two warriors, but I hope not to There will be life-threatening consequences.”

"Can."

"certainly."

In a manor, Davian and Alfonso were walking side by side with two long swords hanging on their waists. The former chief magic swordsman kept saying, "What's so good about this tournament? If you want weapons, I’ll go back to the White Tower of Hos and find you some, they’ll definitely be as good as those forged by Vaal’s anvil.”

"Teacher, before I was your student, I was a Caledonian. If I quit like this, my family will be humiliated and even unable to raise its head anywhere. Even if you can protect me for a while, I He will eventually return to Caledor and inherit the legacy of his ancestors.”

At this time, Davian looked at Alfonso seriously. Since the past two days, Alfonso has used his influence in Saffrey to resolve conflicts between several kingdoms.

Although Davian has an out-of-touch personality, he knows that Alfonso did this for him. Otherwise, as the chosen one of Hoss, even the conspiracy to elect the Phoenix King would not fall on him.

There was some relief in Alfonso's eyebrows, but more of it was helplessness. Don't these stone heads be more flexible when they make promises? You alone are not important to the overall situation. Although Davian was ruthless at the beginning, I wish, but after becoming his student, I also studied those art theories seriously and sincerely. Even the "Principles of the Wind of Magic" which is said to be able to kill people with its weight, I read it for a whole day. As for his talent, Ah Fonso felt that Caledo was really a bunch of blind people.

"After this game, follow me to the White Tower of Hos. I will try my best to help your prince deal with this matter."

Davian's face was filled with joy. He already knew how powerful the man in front of him, who he thought was an old gangster at first glance, was. His identity as the God of Hoss could even serve as the supreme mage and chief magic swordsman without any objection. He was arrogant. The dragon prince bowed his head to an outsider for the first time, "Thank you, teacher."