Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 337
The words of the reserve manager did not surprise the Dragon Prince. Finances are not about having as much surplus as possible, and I don’t engage in banquets and extravagant enjoyments. Most of the palace’s financial expenditures flow into Minasnier’s stomach. Typical People are not as good as dragons.

A few big projects are indeed the biggest consumer of funds, but they are also necessary. The ability to support them for such a long time is already a credit to the reserve manager's efforts to maintain them.

I tapped my finger on the table and thought about it for a while. This matter is indeed a bit tricky. It was very difficult to obtain things in the Battle of the Fennoire Plain. After all, all the kingdoms suffered great losses. Caledo's loss is somewhat unreasonable due to emotion and reason.

It will take some time for the gift of thanks Marienburg said before to arrive in Ulthuan, and the agreement with Magnus will make these things much less than expected. After all, he also needs a lot of money to unify the empire However, belief and fanaticism alone cannot maintain the stability of a vast country.

"Has there been any news about the Black Ark of Drucci recently?" Imrik mentioned an unrelated matter.

The smart Alagir immediately thought of what the prince was going to do. The Black Ark usually has a lot of wealth and slaves, so what the prince meant was to send someone to rob the Black Ark. Although this incident seemed to reverse the racial positions of the two races, But it also seems to have some feasibility.

"We detected several black arks cruising towards Lustria, and judging from the flags, they should belong to Grond's subordinates."

Lustria, maybe Moras wanted to use Slann as a sacrifice to divination whether Malekith was dead, but this matter is indeed feasible.

As long as these black arks are cut off, there should be a large number of record gold plates used by lizard people, and an unknown number of gems. Whether these things are melted into gold coins to solve the urgent need, or returned to Master Ma Useless favors are good.

Not to mention that if Slan was rescued, judging from the situation that if one big toad dies, one will be lost, the next communication with the lizardman will be smoother.

"Let Masno lead the fleet to intercept these black arks, and Amana will cooperate with his actions. The wealth on them should be able to support the kingdom's financial health for a period of time, and the slaves will fill the colonies. If there is Asur, Then hand over their kingdom or family in the name of the Dragon Palace, and I hope they can provide a thank you money."

"I will also take time to go to Lothern to visit some chambers of commerce and ask them to support Caledor's plan to colonize Lustria."

"Yes."

After roughly discussing the matter, Imrik looked at the time. It was not too early. He could go to the barracks after breakfast and see how the situation of the Academy of Loyalty was. After all, they are all future officers, but Dessert.

Then, looking at the reserve manager who was sorting out the relevant plans, he thought for a while and said,

"I don't mind having an early breakfast in the court before leaving. Although they are all the same beef, cheese and bread, they should be considered rich."

"Of course, it's my pleasure."

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On the island in Chulong Bay near the Longji Mountains, Lasker by the sea is thinking about life. During this period of time, he has learned a lot in literacy education classes. Although most of them are basic military theories, some cultural lessons Still did not fall.

And those books translated into Kislev made him ponder for a long time. The "Dreamland" written by an unknown person in his hand is Ulthuan's enduring philosophical work, although the whole is very idealistic. , that people with morality and knowledge are worthy of ruling the kingdom, and soldiers are only important personnel to maintain the rule, but still let the soldiers have some preliminary ideas.

He could feel the Caledor Elf's admiration for Imrik. Whether it was his bloodline, force, political policy, or his behavior, basically when every elf mentioned the Dragon Prince, the kind of fanaticism was visible to the naked eye. check.

The basis of Caledon's unity is the common cultural beliefs. They firmly believe that the heart of the dragon beats in their bodies. The foundation of the country is willing to make sacrifices to make the kingdom stronger.

But what is the basis of Kislev's unity, shared cultural beliefs?The conflict between Gospodar and Ugol has not yet been resolved. The national integration of the two sides has lasted for hundreds of years, but the main ethnic group in the north is still the Ugol. This is obviously not because they voluntarily entered that dangerous place. Threat to Chaos.

As for faith, it is even more ridiculous. The Four Orthodox Gods are indeed the main beliefs in Kislev, but the primitive gods of Ugor are still worshiped. The Taizheng Church organizes people to eliminate these heresies every year.

The natural nobility of the Tsar and Boyer?Raskol had met Tsar Alex, and thought he had nothing noble except for his strength in force, not to mention those ugly Boyer.

He thought of many things, the mutual accusations between the High Patriarch and the Hussar Commander, the impotent rage of the Godfather before his death, and the pleading and explanation of the female headmistress, who did not do it voluntarily...

And the reason for coming here...

very many……

These aristocrats have had all their nobility stripped of them by time, leaving them with nothing but shit.

The Chaos Invasion is what unites Kislev, and it would be ironic to base a nation on a threat to its worst enemy.

Raskol gripped the idealist's fantasy book, a cold and low voice interrupted his thoughts, it was Mazov.

"Obviously our great philosopher is still thinking about these meaningless things, instead of quickly completing today's task indicators."

Mazov walked up to Raskol, dragging a four-meter-long sea snake in his left hand, and a fine steel harpoon in his right hand.

Looking at the waves crashing towards the cliff not far away, and the brown rocks under his feet, he continued,

"Sometimes I have been wondering why the living environment of elves and humans is so different. This is just an island that has been deserted for a long time, but the seafood can already support tens of thousands of people."

The villain shared his thoughts. His life experience during this period was a bit like a dream. He trained for six hours every day on the island with a warm climate, followed orders to fish with boats, and learned some knowledge in his spare time.

He thought of the previous environment, covered with ice and snow, every day in the wilderness to scout for possible chaos believers and robbers, gnawing on the bread that had turned into iron, huddling together in a narrow space to spend the day, looking forward to For the next day to be the same as today, to be able to live.

"Only God knows this question, but obviously we are not qualified to live here for a long time, the Dragon Prince has returned, presumably our training will end soon."

Lasker put "Dreamland" back in his bag, sat on the cliff and gazed at the sea.

Yes, the environment here is a paradise for Mrs. Kisley. The hard land that the elves look down on, when Raskol saw it for the first time, he thought of several ways to use it, whether it was cultivating wheat or Shepherd would be a good choice.

The warm environment makes you sweat even if you just put on a long gown, and the sound of rain is far softer than the whistling of ice and snow, but this is still not the home of the son of Kislev.

Raskol sighed softly. Caledon's training plan was very successful. In half a year, the Kislev mercenaries were transformed from bandits who only knew how to advance into soldiers.

Majesty, force, rewards and punishments... all of them made Mrs. Kisley understand what discipline and orders are.

Soldier Lasker, who was a staunch defender of this method, stood up and twisted his neck, which had been stiff from reading for a long time.

The half-body fine steel plate armor produced by Vaal Anvil has an enchanted sword and hand crossbow at the waist, and the shield at the feet has the coat of arms of the sword-holding fire dragon.

He put on the centurion's helmet crowned with red horsehair, took up his shield, and grinned at the villain Mazov,
"Let's go, it's time for the show to begin."

　PS: Roman orthodoxy is in Byzantium, and Byzantine orthodoxy is in Moscow. It is normal for a Maozi officer to wear a centurion helmet.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)