Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 454 Concerns about Skarazak

Chapter 454 Concerns about Skarazak

In order not to embarrass the short-handed Agrim, Etila asked people to take away the two barrels of black tea used for spoofing, and replace them with lemon juice that can sober up.

Looking at the eye contact between the three men of different races on the field, they looked very anxious. As the only woman, Etila could only interrupt the atmosphere by interrupting.
"Agrim, are you leaving in three days?"

Agrim, whose stare was interrupted, didn't care. Men are young until they die, and it's the same for any race. There are no beards here, and the war ruiners have had enough fun in the past few years.

After taking the extra large glass of lemon juice handed by the waiter, stir it twice with an iron rod,
"Well, I've stayed in Lustria long enough, it's time to go back to the mountains. Not surprisingly, I'm going to take a boat to Haimenguan. Thorgreen plans to do something big during this time, and I'm going back to lead Kadrin's sons."

"I didn't expect you to be quite open-minded, leaving Damian to drink alone?" Imrik glanced at the barbarian who was a little sullen, knowing that the two had formed a deep friendship during this time.

"Forget it, although it was Eriksson and I's idea that you came to the new world, but after all, you helped a lot."

After thinking about it, what else can I give away in my hand, and I can't just give away the things captured in the Battle of Longbeard.These things are very sensitive. If Agrim brings them back, the stubborn long-bearded man may think that Caledon has subdued, or that the wreck of the war gave him a job in exchange for it.

Thinking of Agrim's name, he quickly had an idea.

"I have a pair of Meteor Iron Gauntlets, which were made by the Vaal Church and the Lizardmen in the shape of Damian, but he probably won't need them anymore, so I take them with me when I leave."

Agrim nodded and said it was okay. There were many equipments forged by elves and dwarves in the Golden Age, and they can still be used now. As long as you pay attention, no one will have any feelings about this matter.

None of the things that come out of Imrik's hands are defective, and it is a good thing to have more treasures.

"As for Damian..."

Although Imrik felt that it would be more reliable to hold this guy in his hands, after all, he was a super fighter who could tear apart bloodthirsty monsters with his hands, but he knew that he wanted to go out for a stroll from that depressed expression.

"If he is willing, because of the previous agreement between me and Erickson, he will support the crowning of the Supreme Queen in Thorgreen. Since Mustache intends to do something big, Damian will do it for me."

The good buddies who heard this glanced at each other, and couldn't help but be happy. Who would have thought that Imrik would take the initiative to let him go.

"But don't play too much, you have to come back to me when you need it."

Glancing at Damian, who was eager to try and planned to go back to the tavern to celebrate, knowing that the two of them must be planning to go to the old world to harm the green skins, he finally told Agrim,

"Keep an eye on Skarazak's movements for me, I may send someone to the old world after a while."

When Agrim asked Imrik if he planned to go to the World's Edge Mountains to tame dragons, a commotion drew attention.

Two men in tattered mail armor galloped through the street on war horses. The shields hanging on the saddles were stained with a thick layer of mud, making it difficult to see the coat of arms clearly.

The rider disregarded the order prohibiting horses from moving quickly in the city. Looking at the anxious expression, it seemed that there was an evil spirit behind him.

Bretonnian?
Imrik was a little puzzled. He had to know that he explicitly did not allow the Bretonnians to come to Lustria, not only to prevent Lilith from infiltrating here, but also to prevent the Lizardmen from being disturbed.

These exploring knights must find some powerful creatures to obtain footwashing water. Most of the beasts in Lustria are reserve troops, and they don't allow Lilith to lick the dog to spoil them.

Before Imrik could speak, Etila's originally happy expression immediately turned livid. This was a blatant challenge to the authority of the dragon court. These Bretonnian monkeys, for the so-called gift of the goddess of the lake, actually smuggled into the country again. .

Turning her head to look at Damian, Etila gave the unfamiliar warrior the first order,
"Stop them and drag them out to sink into the sea."

Damian who put down the mango juice could only drag his tired body, ready to complete this task, but he knew who would pay the debt owed in the tavern.

"I have news about Skarazak, and I will send it through Olengrad."

After finishing speaking, Agrim also took short legs and ran towards the two exploring knights. He is not a dwarf from the Gray Mountains, and he doesn't care about Bretonnia's face at all.

"Why are you willing to let Damian go to the old world? This is not like your previous style." Etila's face was full of curiosity. She didn't expect her husband to let the barbarians run around.

"After all, each has his own life, and I'm glad he can find a friend, not to mention..."

Looking at the two strong warriors on the street who seemed to be causing trouble more than solving the problem, they couldn't help shaking their heads.
"After that, Agrim will definitely get the title of Butcher King. I need every strength to prepare for the future. Damian is a good point of contact."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this today, where will we go later?" Etila felt that these people should not interfere with this couple's activities, and the rare peaceful life must not be destroyed.

"It depends on what you think, as long as you don't go to a tailor." Thinking of the bad experience last time, Imrik vetoed the only thing he hated.

"Then let's go to the theater and see. I heard that Lothern has a crew, and the response seems to be quite good."

"Let's go then."

After Imrik settled the bill, he bent his elbow to catch his wife's hand, and walked slowly towards the theater to the west.

After a while, the corners of Imrik's mouth, who was sitting at the end of the stands, kept trembling backwards. Watching the vivid performances of the actors on the stage, he just wanted to leave quickly.

An elf riding a wooden purple dragon is holding a lance, and is fighting with an elf riding a black dragon. In order to add a little authenticity, several braziers and weapons are deliberately placed on the stage to show that this is on the battlefield.

"Evil Witch King, you are just a loser. Countless failures have not taught you the lessons. I, the descendant of Caledor, will let you experience the taste of failure again!"

As the protagonist's lines were read, the lance was also inserted under the armpit of the "Witch King", showing how the Dragon Prince easily took down the Witch King on the battlefield of the Fennoire Plain.

"Ah! Ah!"

The "Witch King" covered his injured abdomen with his hands. After several people wearing dragon armor approached, he could only raise his arms wrapped in iron armor, raised his head on the ground, and looked at the "Dragon Prince" who was still on the dragon. When speaking, the tone is full of viciousness,
"Son of Ulthuan, you will die eventually, but I will come back. As long as Druzzi is alone, the hatred will not end!"

"Then I'll kill all of Du Lu, and let the eternal hatred end here!"

After the lines fell, the "Witch King" activated the light technique on the gauntlet, and left with the teleportation technique under the contemptuous gaze of the "Dragon Prince".

The red curtain symbolizing the end was also drawn immediately, and with the passionate music, the drama came to an end.

Applause rained down, praising the superb acting skills of the two actors.

As the person concerned, Imrik had a weird face, but he still slapped his palms and asked Edtila, who was leaning in the sea, and suddenly a little flush appeared on her face,
"Why do I feel so strange? Even though I'm still alive, I'm being treated as the protagonist of a heroic drama, and why are you blushing? Are you ashamed for me?"

(End of this chapter)

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