Chapter 314

In the large stone house, a dwarf with white beard and hair was lying on the bed.

The dwarf was in a deep sleep, but the involuntary slight twitches on his face, as well as the tightly furrowed brows, indicated that he could still feel the pain from his body while he was sleeping.

Morek, captain of the Eternal Hammer Guards, brought a man here, put down the rune hammer beside the bed, and gently shook the High King awake.

"Your Majesty, Imrik has arrived." Morek held the pale hand of the High King, his tone trembling slightly, the long beard symbolizing the mountain kingdom had become like this, but the son of Granny Powerless, the Captain of the Eternal Guard is blaming himself for not protecting the High King. If Erickson dies, only the butcher's oath can wash away this sin.

Erickson woke up in a daze, felt the familiar temperature of his left hand, patted Morek's palm lightly, and said, "You go away first, I have something to talk to him about."

Morek wanted to refute, but seeing the firm eyes of the High King and the sincerity of Imrik behind him, he could only nod his head to express his understanding.

"Yes, please feel free to call if you need anything."

The captain of the Eternal Guard exited the room, and now there are only two people left in this large space.

Imrik didn't sit on the chair beside the bed, nor did he look at Erickson, but leaned against the wall at the head of the bed with his arms around his chest, and said slowly,

"You're going to die soon, Erickson Longbeard."

Erickson was not angry because this fact was told, because he also understood that it was Valaya's favor to survive. The tomahawk of the demon prince left serious marks on his body, and the dwarf was strong. His demon-hating physique saved his life, but he couldn't heal because of it. The regeneration technique performed by Teclis himself cured some injuries, but only delayed some of his death.

The High King turned to other things, and was not in a hurry to discuss the recovery of Eight Peaks with Imrik.

"It made me think of something, the mural that was buried deep in the treasure house of the Drakduraz clan."

"cough~"

The Supreme King coughed, and after a little relief, he continued,

"A high king, before his death, came before him also a spirit."

Obviously, Erickson was talking about Snorri Whitebeard and Malekith, the Prince of Nagaryth at that time. Friendship, as a chance for his vile race to survive.

The Battle of Longbeard exhausted the potential of the two races. Azul was deeply involved in Druzzi's harassment and attack, and the dwarves were also in that earthquake. Many mountain castles fell and a large number of clans died out. The culprit of all this was The culprit can all be blamed on Malekith.

Although Imrik knows that there are deeper secrets in it, for example, the second Phoenix King Belshana usurped the credit of Malekith, all the achievements of the elves in the old world should be attributed to the sacred Phoenix King, It may not be possible to attribute all the faults to Malekith, but the identity determines the perspective. From my own perspective, Malekith is the culprit of the long beard battle.

Hearing Erickson mention the past, Imrik couldn't help chuckling for a moment,

"Caledo will not break his oath, but the premise is that you can make me make a promise. If you want to bring up the battle of Longbeard, then the cooperation between us will come to an end. Hatred will never be less than yours."

"I'm glad you're still sane. It seems that Bilak hasn't messed up your mind." Erickson made a rare sarcasm. Regarding the matter of Bafeng Mountain, both of them only made a verbal promise. , although they all have great expectations for this matter, but it also needs to see the development of the actual situation.

If Baelor had made up his mind that even if the Angrund clan perished, he would not let the elves intervene, then Imric would naturally go to the Badlands at a "suitable" time to open the ancestral treasury and get the Dragon Horn.

In the end, neither of them is determined to trust each other, and if this matter is to go smoothly, the next High King is very important.

"Sol Green has gone to Dulong City, I believe you know about it." Erickson told a piece of information.

"Twelve days ago, set off with a group of cavalry under my command."

"Both of my heirs are dead. Thorgrim is my nephew. Although he has the right to be crowned High King in terms of blood, some stubborn longbeards will think he is not qualified."

Erickson lay on the bed, looked at the strange white bear coat of arms above his head, and continued, "After returning to Eternal Peak, I will hold a council of kings and elect a high king. I need you to provide Thorgreen with a help."

Imrik squinted his eyes and thought about it for a while. Thorgrim's becoming the High King must have been paved by Erickson long ago. The only function of this kind of king selection meeting is to allow other people to set off Thorgrim's achievements. .

And what Erickson was worried about might be Agrim Iron Fist, the Karak Kadrin War Undertaker who gained a great reputation in the Great Holy War.

The Butcher single-handedly killed an ancient dragon demon, then entered the city of the curse, and worked together with Masino to eliminate the unclean man. In terms of merit, it may bring some changes to this king selection meeting.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Those two anvils of doom will be sent to Thorgreen through a secret channel, and I will also use some methods to bring Agrim to the new world, and send him back eight years later. But you need to talk to him about it yourself.”

The weak Erickson nodded. This matter was a bit difficult to deal with after Imric disappeared. Masno, who had been handed over before, had no military capabilities, but his political sensitivity was not good. After hinting to no avail, the High King couldn’t help scolding the Caledor elves for helping stone-headed minds. They couldn’t understand such a simple thing. No wonder they listened to Imrik’s words, so they must have been cheated and still helping money.

"This is not a promise, but as long as you do these things, I will return some things to you, and I will also leave a message for Thorgreen."

Erickson sighed after saying this, and couldn't help but sigh, "Imrik, although it's not nice to say this, I still hope that the elves and dwarves can coexist peacefully, you are different from Finnubar, He has this idea, but he has no ability to take actual actions. After all, the world is still determined by strength."

Hearing Eriksson mention Finnuba, Imrik, who was leaning against the wall, couldn't help but smile. The news of his disappearance has probably reached him. The Caledon garrison has entered a state of military martial law this morning. It is strictly forbidden for anyone to come in and out. The person in charge on the surface is still Maslow. The news of his return is strictly sealed. He just wants to see what will happen when he returns to Ulthuan. If anyone really dares to choose someone to come to the Dragon Palace to crown the dragon Prince, that is really on the knife's edge.

The Caledon noble council is all of its own people, the chairman of the council, Randy, the second senator, Agsel, and the third seat, Ronin... Most of the people behind are of similar political orientation, and they are firmly supported by the dragon tamer family Or, I hope it will not make too much noise, otherwise it will take a lot of time to finish.

Finally, on the eve of leaving, Imric handed the High King a ring, which could help him delay some injuries, so that he would not die before Thorgrim returned to the Eternal Peak.

And the dwarf only moved his lips slightly for a while, watching the departure of the Dragon Prince. Perhaps this was the last meeting in his life. Erickson didn't know if such behavior violated the wishes of his ancestors. .

Long Beard stared at the ceiling above his head, and couldn't help but think of Sol Green who had already gone to Dulong City. He is a suitable candidate, he knows what the overall situation is, and he doesn't focus on trivial hatred. He believes that the Kingdom of the Mountains can be regained in his hands. Be brilliant now.

Before leaving, I could only do my best for him to make up for the sin of witnessing the death of the two heirs.

(End of this chapter)

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