Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Wait, the special envoy who suddenly realized something suddenly raised his head, didn't he intend to solve the problem of insufficient power of the tank, why did it seem to be a different situation.

Looking at the excited look of the Dragon Prince, it seems that he has found a new toy and can't wait to experiment with various strange ideas on it.

As a man of the Empire, Walton replied cautiously, "The tanks of the Empire are scattered in the hands of the electors, and Nun owns three of them. As far as I know, the tanks other than the Conqueror are in good condition."

"This is really a pity. You must know that I wanted to build a steel machine powered by magic many years ago, but I have been stranded because of the many things."

Imrik, who didn't think much about it, also thought it was normal. Magnus had made a great determination to hand over the tanks. This was not like the few half-griffin eggs sent before.

Instead, he looked at the draft drawing in his hand, nodded secretly, and praised himself for being a genius.

"I will be solely responsible for the modification and upgrade of the Conqueror. When will it be delivered?"

The special envoy was a little dazed. He had never heard that the Dragon Prince had researched mechanical engineering and magic. Would this cause the tank, which was barely moving, to be directly scrapped.

If this is the case, the person responsible for this matter is the sinner of the empire, and he can commit suicide early to avoid being knocked on the door by witch hunters.

When the special envoy was in a daze, the Blood Knight of Sigmar behind him clenched his fist and covered his mouth to remind him, "Ahem."

The special envoy who was reminded immediately woke up and said quickly, "It is expected to be sent to Qingyan Port in half a month, and I will stay here until the Conqueror is refitted."

"Very well, you can now go to the military factory in the north and explain some of the less important parts of the tank in advance, and I will be responsible for the rest."

A cooperation that was of great significance to both parties ended so quickly. The special envoy just wanted to hurry to the military factory, find his colleague from Nun who came to the New World before, and ask him to persuade the Dragon Prince not to make some whimsical modifications.

As for Imrik, he hummed a ditty to find Edtila, walked to his wife, took a sip of tea, said nothing, but tightly clutched the sketch that he just made.

Etila, who was looking at this month's business report, covered her forehead. Her husband must have talked about something interesting with the empire, otherwise it would be difficult to have such a complacent expression.

"How old are you, why are you still acting like a brat? I really don't know what's going on with you. Before you got married, you were always looking cold and cold. When you see someone, you want him to lick his heels. Now you have turned into this."

"Tell me, what did you talk to the Imperials about?"

Imrik proudly took out the sketch and put it on top of the business report, intending to share the upcoming masterpiece with his wife.
"The Imperials are really helpless. They can't even repair things like tanks. They actually asked Caledo to help upgrade them. Because of my trivial friendship with Magnus, this matter still has to continue."

Aidi pulled the draft drawing, and the originally calm face gradually became very weird after browsing through it a little bit.

In the end, I couldn't bear it any longer, and my tone was full of doubts.

"Dragon Blade is installed on the front of the car, and the outer armor version is replaced with meteorite iron. The whole body adopts three runes to reduce weight, increase speed, and increase stability; the main gun has two backup plans, double-linked artillery, and fire-breathing cannon..."

Etila narrated a long list of modification projects one by one, and finally looked at the proud Imrik, and felt that there were some talents in the family.

The dragon blade manufacturing technology is the absolute core secret of Caledon, except that when the dragon boat is damaged, it can apply to the dragon court for repair and replacement, and no dragon blade will flow out at any time.

That's all. The three runes are also the highest level of enchantment. So far, except for Imrik who occasionally gives some equipment as favors, equipment using this level of runes has not appeared on the market.

Moreover, a special magic matrix must be loaded on the tank. Attila saw it, good guy, the newly researched secret-level magic.

"We have never exported such advanced equipment to Ulthuan. Some time ago, Tyrion proposed to replace all the silver helmet knights under his command with standard enchanting equipment. I only dared to give one-third of it. It may not be a good thing to directly produce such good things for humans."

Etila intends to speak clearly once and for all. She has never understood her husband's attitude towards the empire, and she is just friendly to the dwarves. After all, the matter of the Dragon Horn and the Dragonbone Wasteland really needs the help of the dwarves, but the empire...

"Magnus is indeed a good emperor, but he is only a human being with a lifespan of only a hundred years. You also know the system of electing emperors in the empire. If the next emperor is an idiot, he will take Caledon's kindness for granted in a blink of an eye. It seems that this kind of dedication will hardly be rewarded."

Imrik, who was splashed with cold water, rubbed his chin. He was not surprised by Etila's words, which he would say sooner or later. After all, his attitude towards the empire was indeed a bit too friendly, which was completely inconsistent with the way he communicated with other human kingdoms.

Think about how to answer. After all, some things are really inconvenient to say. "The empire is a very important role. My kindness is not only because of Magnus. From the perspective of its influence on the old world, the empire is undoubtedly the strongest."

"As for the emperor after Magnus, don't worry, you really don't think this human being is a priest who only knows how to pray. He has already chosen someone he is optimistic about, the Hals-Schlistein family of Rickland, and if there is no accident, they will be the next emperor."

These words made Etila clear up some doubts, but looking at the draft in her hand, she still felt something was wrong.

Teclis' establishment of a magic academy in the human empire has caused some waves in Ulthuan. Many people think that monkeys are not qualified to learn magic, and some professionals believe that this will lead to more serious penetration of chaos into the world.

But in fact, the most important thing is not to let other races interfere in the field that Asur is good at. Technology monopoly is the fastest way of exploitation.

"Aren't you worried that the empire will decipher the rune? You must know that this is one of the guarantees for Caledor to maintain an important position in Ulthuan."

"Even if they crack it, it doesn't matter. As long as we are better than them and are more advanced in research, the gap is still here. And you haven't been to the empire in person. Even if this Conqueror is refitted, it is most likely to be placed in a church as a sacred object to worship, not for some mages who may be corrupted by chaos to study." (End of this chapter)