Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

"This technology...what do I need to pay?"

Carl didn't care about the strange things he encountered along the way, such as super-heavy tanks, airships waiting to take off, and ultra-long-range mortars.

But only this double-action technology, he showed an impatient need.

The Empire has research on simplifying the shooting process and making the firepower output faster, and some experimental revolvers have also appeared in Wissen Territory.

But that is Wissen, not Rick. The emperor can't guarantee that the countess, who can be called the political socialite of the empire, will ask for anything from Adolf in order to meet the needs of engineers and a little bit of hidden conditions.

Industrialization seems to have been realized, but it seems not to have been realized. In addition to causing the empire's population to surge and the city to become more crowded, only more serious land annexation has become more obvious.

Seeing the emperor take the bait, Draknir showed a relieved smile. He likes technology sharing too much. As long as some important equipment is stuck, Rick Territory will have to consider the right to speak in the future.

"No hurry, we still have some time..."

The Lord of Wind Howl City looked at the women soldiers in front of him with a serious face... preparing for war. He could not set a precedent and recruit women into the army on a large scale.

The hidden dangers are too great. The gender difference of elves is not obvious, but there is no doubt that men are always more adaptable in some extreme situations.

Let a group of militiamen take the risk of drilling rat holes. Agsel is willing to bear this blame, but in other words, if it is women... After the war, he may have to consider swearing to stay in the Dragon Bone Wasteland for life to wash away the shame.

"I understand your feelings, but the order of the court is not to recruit women into the army in any form."

"But there are still many sisters serving the kingdom, and we also want to contribute."

The girls who bowed and waited made Agsel feel more and more headache. He was a war faction, but it did not mean that he was a madman who used the lives of his people as resources.

The already low fertility rate made him not want to do this. The sequelae of the war not only destroyed a group of soldiers mentally, but also had no mercy physically.

If he agrees to the request of the dozen girls in front of him, if the war is tense, they have to stay in the emergency front for a long time, and at least one-fifth of them need strict treatment to have normal fertility.

"I don't agree, it's that simple. No matter the logistics and medical care in the war zone, you don't need to participate. Stay in Wind Howling City honestly."

The leading girl was obviously not scared by the momentum of the Dragon Prince. Her eyes rolled: "Sir, but you also know that many compatriots are not adapted to human medical methods..."

Agsel forcibly interrupted the debate, "Don't say stupid things, Lindana, they are very adapted to human medical methods."

The sensitive elf knew that it was touching on a topic that shouldn't be talked about, and immediately chose to shut up. The girl said dejectedly: "We are not nobles, but we also want to contribute. Our husbands, brothers, and children are working hard for the kingdom, but we can only stay at home and wait silently. This is not Caledor's way."

The long silence made the girls feel that there might be a chance. One by one, they followed the eldest sister and hung their heads, as if lamenting the unfairness of fate.

"I will consider it, but don't hold out too much hope..."

"Thank you for your understanding, and I wish you good luck in your military career."

The girls left happily, leaving only a lonely lord in silence. What happened to this kingdom? I actually rejected a group of young people who wanted to be loyal.

Reviewing documents is always tedious, especially before the expedition, he needs to deal with the ideas of the nobles of Wind Howl City, especially after hearing that the dragons will not be deployed on a large scale, a group of dragon princes are even more emotional.

The dragon spear is almost rusted into an iron needle, but it has not shed blood. I just thought I could take the monkey knight as the next trophy, but I was told that I had no chance to participate. This is so infuriating.

The nobles and civilians who kept coming and going made the lord want to find a place to be quiet for a while, and announced that this was not my decision. If you have the ability, go to Kaled and Lothern to make trouble and see what the two Caledor said.

Unhappy with the stalemate, Agthor chose to leave and asked the herald: "Where is Draknir?"

"His Highness is near Anaheim. The news from the palace said that he is accompanying the emperor of the empire on a tour."

"Another boring tour. I really don't know how much favor they have for humans."

With a curse, the Lord of Windwhistle City announced that he had something important to do and left. The noisy people moved to Tal Kaled and went to find the Speaker.

This also caused some changes in Draknir's visit with the two imperial people.

The Lord of Windwhistle City came to the new world after a long time. For elves, they usually stay in one place. If they have a plan to travel, they often live in the target point for more than ten years, either to accompany friends or to study.

But Agthor had no intention of setting foot in the new world. His favorite place to go was Naggaroth in the north, and he would support Masno from time to time to kill a few Chaos Barbarians to avoid losing his martial arts.

This time, he spent two days to visit the New World. From the perspective of the New World city, this was a visit from the top boss of the kingdom, so naturally he had to show his best side.

Therefore, when he met Draknir, it was already the fourth day since Carl arrived at the Dragon Palace.

"I really can't imagine when humans have large-scale magic organizations, economic institutions, and academic research institutes... Hundreds of wizards who only obey the city hall, an elite army without elves, several captive Lustria beasts, a military management system that is not supervised by the parliament, and ambiguous transportation routes that are difficult to distinguish with the Tsar's court.

Draconil, what you are doing is very dangerous... More than one reality fully proves that humans are not a race that can be trusted. I personally sent the ancestors of these people to the transport ship and hanged their hated Erlengrand Hetman to give them hope of survival.

But the result was the shameless betrayal of the bloody female tsar, and that..."

"We always have to adapt to this, Agsel." Draconil declined the wine handed to him, and also sat on the rocks by the sea, looking at the endless ships in the distance.

"You should understand that we only have two choices: treat them as slaves, engage in the lowest level of occupations, live a life of mediocrity and ignorance, and walk like two-legged animals...

You personally gave humans the status of equal citizens for the needs of war. I don't deny that this is... pathetic.

But the result is that I have to deal with the mess you left behind." (End of this chapter)