Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

"Your Majesty, five teams have entered Bretonnia... not including the mercenaries from the Red Moon Tavern who suddenly appeared. Their situation... is very bad."

North listed the people who landed in Bretonnia from various places. In addition to Rex and his party sent by the Dragon Court, there are four teams of secret actors.

No one knows what Caledo and his son are planning, but without exception, those people can never complete the tasks assigned by the monarch...

"What about the knights of Bretonnia? Are they still playing hide-and-seek?"

"As far as I know, Laun Leo Cornwall has summoned most of his vassals to Cologne, perhaps preparing to call a holy war."

"Holy war, holy war... The ignorant will always worship things that they cannot understand, mistakenly thinking that they can get spiritual satisfaction from the object, and what they finally get is nothing but that kind of sad sense of nothingness." Imrick laughed, mocking the self-deception of the ridiculous knights. Even with Ede Cape as a pioneer, they are still willing to believe that sad lie.

If no one names her, the Elf Goddess will remain in that false throne, enjoying the worship of those who despise her.

"Are you going to go in person?" North had some vague guesses. With His Majesty's temperament, he should not mind going to Bretonnia in person to announce the decision from Ulthuan.

"No, I won't go in person. Let Alaros go to Goronni. I am looking forward to his performance... It's really an interesting scene to think about it. The goddess who loves him loyally is the one who killed his mistress, and he has to declare the will from Ulthuan in the name of a member of the War Council to reveal the truth about his pitiful goddess."

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"Kuran Blackhand, Kadroin... I don't think the Forest Lord deserves this honor to be accompanied by the two guards of the Phoenix King." Alaros and the Grey Eagles are the most elite forces in Athel Loren, but even so, they still feel a little pressure when facing two black and white halberd warriors.

"This is His Majesty's will, Alaros, don't forget the oath you made to the Everqueen... forever submit to the will of the daughter of Aisha." Kuran's calm eyes were a little excited. He never dreamed that Imrick would be willing to go down in person.

He overestimated the significance of the Empire to the Phoenix King, and underestimated the Phoenix King's hatred for Lilith. Everything he did before was just to paralyze the Knights and the Holy Grail Church.

If it was just Caledor, the Ten Duchies would unite to fight together. Bretonnia, twisted into a bridle, would be invincible, but if the Royal Court went down in person, the dukes would probably only have the heart to protect themselves.

And Alaros... this elf that Lilith loved, Kuran already wanted to taste his blood with the Scarlet Death.

It was common for black guards to have murderous intentions. Alaros was not too sensitive to this, and Kadroin's silence was even more sparse and common.

"Is this a request or an order? Asrai won't..."

"Asrai has no right to refuse. After the death of Orion and Ariel, you are still thriving in Athel Loren thanks to the grace of the two majesties, and have not become the dead souls under the branches of Dacha." Kuran asked maliciously: "You don't want to try the consequences of disobeying the Phoenix King... This is not good for us, Hero."

"You don't need to remind me what the consequences of disobeying orders are, the right hand of the Witch King... the letter." Alaros stretched out his right hand and asked for the declaration of war read in Goronni in the Phoenix King's order. This may become a full-scale war between the elves and Bretonnia.

The Phoenix King's handwritten order, accompanied by the Witch King's right hand, and read by the Hero, except for the relatively weak Ainir who could not participate, the entire elf race needs orders, which is a national matter.

"The letter is kept by Kadroin, and he will deliver it to you at the right time."

"Kadroin?" Alaros asked, and got a nod from the captain of the Phoenix Guard.

"It seems that you have no objection. The current arrangement is to reach a secret base outside Marienburg through the guide stone teleportation array, bypass Count Roland's defense circle to reach Cologne, and how to evacuate will be handled by others."

"Boring war concept."

Aslai, who inherited the least of the ancient elves' traditions, found it difficult to understand some inexplicable actions of Asur and Druzy, including that even in the situation of mortal enemies, they could still hold flags and reach the opponent's position and demand a championship duel witnessed by the gods even if they were in a situation of mortal enemies and wanted to blow each other into pieces with one shot.

"You will get used to it, I promise."

The guide stone flashed, and the curse binder sang the ballad unique to Athel Loren, communicating with the vast magic network. This ancient forest that retains the original landform of the world is so powerful that every tree contains magnificent vitality and magic. Ordinary people only need to understand a little bit of the secrets of the magic network to become a well-known powerful wizard... or a madman.

The secret base is located at the edge of the swamps of Westerland, a vague area between the Empire and Bretonnia. Both sides are not interested in this land that lacks development value, but if they go east or west, they will find the rich estuary alluvial plains and vast pastures.

After fighting for thousands of years, both sides can only get a satisfactory result, and neither side has gained any advantage.

The loyal giant eagle hovers in the sky, and the creatures from the elves, in addition to the green hoppers unique to Athel Loren, are these handsome birds of prey that are regarded as the followers of Asuryan.

One day, Alaros hopes to restore the glory of Tassain and form a powerful giant eagle legion under the name of the father of giant eagles that can cover the sky and the sun, but now... let's think about how to complete the instructions of the Phoenix King.

Perhaps Athel Loren maintains independence, but this is just the queen's repeated self-depreciation in Lothern, earnestly asking the Phoenix King to be more tolerant of Asrado and let the compatriots in the forest adapt for a while.

During this period, how much the queen suffered for Asrado and how much torture he endured in the clutches of the Phoenix King of Caledor, Alaros was very moved when he thought of this.

We must not disappoint the queen's expectations and let that crazy Caledor get what he wants!

"Blackhand, will you arrange the next journey, or will the Grey Eagles?"

Kuran spread his hands and invited Alaros to go first. He was not in a hurry. Blackhand was looking forward to the hero's face after seeing the Phoenix King's handwritten order with his own eyes.

Asrado may have heard about the declaration of war submitted by Prince Caledor to the royal court from the War Council. It is not common sense to start a war in the name of a few young dragons, but it is very Caledor.

The brave may not even dream of one thing, Imrik's promise has never been forgotten, and anyone who colludes with those who attempt to betray their race will be treated with the coldest gaze.

Is Lord Taseen loyal to Alarielle, who inherited the power and memory of the mistress, or to Lilith? (End of this chapter)