Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

"It's really hard to understand. After just living here for a while... you actually use the Southern Kingdom's way of speaking subtly."

Adila scolded the principal angrily. Even though the old teacher tried his best to cover up the change in language habits, he still could not escape the keen hearing of the female prince.

"Your Highness, please listen to my explanation..." The principal just raised his elbow, trying to explain in front of his chest, but he quickly lowered it under the Phoenix King's playful eyes and hesitantly explained: "We also need to listen to the governor. The arrangement is to carry out exchange activities with human schools from time to time. Educating children must adapt to their growth habits. Playing too many games will make them somewhat accustomed to it.”

"Hahaha~, you really amused me, Rab." Imrik slapped the table, looking at the principal's embarrassment and getting into trouble.

Tal Kaled, the famous enlightenment teacher, was personally invited by the Dragon Prince to Sartosa to take charge of the education of the new generation through a joint letter sent to Davian by a group of elves living in the old world.

They thought that their children would be able to receive the most orthodox Ulthuan education even in the old world, but they did not expect that in terms of language alone, they would learn the unique mixed language of the southern kingdom.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, although the children have been influenced by some humans from the old world, I can guarantee that they can seamlessly adapt to Caledor's social environment even if they return to their homeland... It's just that there are no mountains in Sartosa, they Maybe learn how to climb tall mountains.”

Rab obviously understood who the elf was calling the shots and why he was trying to please the female prince. She was not in charge of the education funds anyway.

"Of course, I have deep faith in your ability." Imrik did not doubt Rab's self-certification. Although the children's words were a bit... weird, they were still very familiar with their hometown.

"Tell me about the teaching arrangements. I mean what they will do after they turn twelve."

Rab cleared his throat. Since His Majesty did not blame some minor changes, he could freely express himself.

The principal spread his arms and waved them up and down: "There is only one Elf Enlightenment School in Sartusa. I educate the children of most government personnel and officers of the Southern Kingdom, and the number is only 478.

When they are about to reach the age of twelve, we will study each child's interests, hobbies and talents, and guide them to the next stage of learning while respecting their own and their parents' wishes.

Most of the children will return to Ulthuan to learn how to realize their worth, while a smaller number more adventurous will travel to Odense, where their focus will change from knowledge to combat. "

The principal stopped dancing and his eyes flashed: "Your Majesty, do you want to adjust this ratio?"

“Following your education policy, I think it’s pretty good, except that the children and teachers using the southern kingdom’s language habits make the female prince unhappy.

What do you say, Adira? "

"Just give it a try..." The female prince was a little embarrassed as she flipped through the list of graduates handed over by the principal. She finally remembered why many workers in the Joint Council spoke with a sense of ease and ease. It turned out that they were all from the south. The kingdom is back.

"Next year the palace will provide 15% more education funding for the Southern Kingdom, but you must let the children pronounce Caledo accurately!"

"Of course, of course, it's my duty."

In order to get the funds, and to have a face-to-face talk with the Phoenix King and his wife, Rab felt that today was a lucky day. He made an invitation gesture with a little hesitation: "Boy, the school has a classroom for children's handicrafts. If there is no such thing in the future, Arrangement, can you see the children’s wild imagination? I’m sure it will surprise you both.”

"What..." Imrik wanted to agree. This was a break before the war, and he didn't mind getting to know more about the next generation of people who grew up far away from home.

But something bad will always happen to the elf leader, and he can no longer be in the same messy state as he was during the century-old rule.

After frowning for a while, the Phoenix King pushed away his chair, his expression not quite serious, but definitely not smiling as before.

"Adila, go and see the children we have placed our hope in. I have some things to deal with."

"Emergency?" Adila would not obey the arrangement, and made Rab consciously stand aside and never mention the invitation just now.

"It's just some trivial matters. Once I finish handling it, I should be able to catch the children home from school."

Indicating to his wife that there was nothing to worry about, Imric looked at Creon and motioned for Creon to follow, while the remaining Flameborn knights stayed with the female prince.

As soon as he walked out of the teaching building, Imric frowned and asked the guard captain: "What's going on with Antoine? I remember that he seems to have joined the Literary and Art Association and licked the buttocks of those Slaanesh elements."

"The known information is that he traveled to the empire with the gang of Slaanesh elements and stayed in Altdorf for the time being." The guard captain reported an expired information. He would not pay too much attention to someone. There are so many recent situations, who would care What a fool.

"The idiots from the Literary and Art Association took refuge in Lilith and captured the five young... heroes of Ulbrik whom I was optimistic about."

Creon was not surprised at all. He had long thought that those Slaanesh elements came to the old world with bad intentions. Now if they ruin His Majesty's important plan, he would personally go to Altdorf to take care of it.

"Should we save the five little ones first, or..." The guard captain slowly placed his hand on the hilt of his sword. The Phoenix King did not allow betrayal. Since Antoine dared to surrender, he must pay the price.

"Let Kuran go to Altdorf..." The Phoenix King thought for a while. There was a mark of Sotek on Victor's arm. This was the reason why he could immediately know what happened in Bretonnia.

From the perspective of life form, the witch hunter is not in danger for the time being...

"The Flame Knights will stay in Sartosa to protect Atila."

"Your Majesty, you promised Atila to go back before school." Creon had to speak now, and it seemed that Imrick was going to go alone again.

"Just say I have a second urgent matter, and tell me the third one tomorrow, and wait until I come back."

"..." Creon took a half step back, thinking that the captain of the guard would be fine if he didn't do it.

And Imrick walked towards the palace naturally, asking Lao Mi to perform an enhanced teleportation spell to send him and Mortelius to Montforge.

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"Kruber, don't believe the lies of these Bretonnians, they will only deceive the sincere and righteous sons of the empire with lies, and only Sigmar is salvation!"

Victor on the prisoner car repeatedly emphasized the camp where Marcus was and the rules he needed to stick to.

"Right barbarian, Sigmar is a friend of the dwarves, not a knight holding a golden corn cob."

Bardin kept fanning the flames, lazily leaning against the prison cart drinking beer. Although he was imprisoned, it seemed that the Bretonnian knights would not attack them. When the dwarf grandfather had enough water and had enough strength, he would settle accounts with them.

Kruber looked tangled. The Bretonnians said they would give him a title, and at least he would be an earl. As long as he went to the Holy Grail Church to drink a sip of water, he would be out of the bumpkin class.

And my ancestor was a dragon-slaying hero? It must be a dream. (End of this chapter)