Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Woodrow pointed at his nephew's face and the dirt on His Highness who was treated as a grandson. He patted his thighs and said,
"You, you, how can you educate your little highness like this? Alas, if you don't know how to teach, don't teach me. Let me go back to the family and let Filonina take care of me."

Randy ignored his old friend's back-and-forth talk based on his family's seniority. He walked up to Drachnir and didn't mind that the dirt would stain his clothes. He knelt down and picked him up.
"Let me see if I've grown up again."

The brat was not afraid of the old elf with several scars on his face. He grabbed the white hair on his head and said,

"Grandpa Randy, what is this?"

This title stunned several people. Woodrow, who valued palace rules, turned his attention to His Highness's maid Miranda with some scrutiny.

The difference in status is insurmountable, and the title of grandfather has a different meaning. Even Imrik has never used the title of relative to the elder who has been training with him since childhood.

It was better for Imric to wave his hand and indicate that the management should be more humane. The court with rules seemed too deserted. There was no problem with this title. After all, they were all veterans of three dynasties.

But then the brat may be greeted by the old guys who came after hearing the news. Just the title of grandfather may turn into an open and secret fight. Who will let these old guys have nothing to do at home all day long? Just wanted to have some fun.

Things like arranging combat merit and seniority are what I like to do the most.

Woodrow secretly felt unhappy, gave his old friend a fake smile, and signaled that he wanted to hug the little highness. Grandpa was the one who should call him this, so why did he arrange it for Randy.

Randy turned around gracefully and rolled his eyes to avoid his old friend's fake smile. He smiled and said to Draconir,
"Phyllis is also back. You haven't seen her yet, right? You have to walk around more and meet people when you have time. You can't stay in the palace all the time. Grandpa also has some toys here. I guarantee you will like them. They are all just from Cathay. The imported jade lion is beautiful and fun.”

Woodlow, who shamelessly approached, smiled and said, "I also have a toy here, a handmade steel dragon sculpture. You can see even the gaps in the scales. Just call Grandpa and I will have someone deliver it to you right away."

Draconir, who was very familiar with Woodlow, said without thinking about his beloved toy, "Grandpa Woodrow."

The old guy who looked intoxicated made Imric look down upon him. Why are you like those women who can't walk when they see children? Don't you have any sons?
Wiping the dirt off his face, he waited for the two old men to get over their excitement before asking what was going on, hoping that it would not be another hidden danger of the Spirit of Change incident.

After Imrik pretended to cough many times and reminded him not to play, the two old men finally reluctantly put His Highness back on the ground and repeatedly asked him to come to the house and walk around more.

Who can say no to a cute and cute human dragon? This is much more fun than the younger generation in the family.

After chatting casually for a while, the third person finally came belatedly, the veteran Edgar. After hearing his old friend's boast, he immediately said that he must listen to his grandfather, otherwise he would not leave.Finally, after Draconir got a lot of toys, the prince and the old guys with high status came to the conference room.

Staring at the three old men in front of him who were more familiar with the conference room than himself, Imric sat down on the chair without any hesitation and let Creon close the door before signaling the start.

"Tell me, what brought you three here? A retired parliament speaker who is busy fishing for sea snakes, an old-school artist who is thinking about giant steel sculptures, and a herdsman who is busy raising horses, walked to the city of Lothern The elder greeted the big shot personally, and my grandfather almost got into a fight because of the brat’s cry.”

The three people who had just sat down were a little embarrassed. Imric's mouth became more and more vicious, and even the respected old court officials wanted to make fun of them.

Randy, who was still the leader, reversed this predicament. He was no longer as relaxed as in the previous exchange. He straightened his face and said,
"I have contacted the people in Dawn Fortress. The environment there has become extremely corrupt. Elves serve as maids for lower races. Gold, gems, spices, and delicacies have corroded their pride as Assur. The city defense army is fragile. It is necessary for Caledor to change this dilemma and let the Southland know that Assur is not like this!"

Speaking of Dawn Fortress, I knew that the three old guys were planning to come. The remains of several dragon princes resurrected by Manfred had just been sent to the cemetery for burial. The whole country already knew about this, especially the large number of zombie dragons. The appearance is reminiscent of that sad place deliberately forgotten - Dragonblight.

Before Imric had clearly explained his plans, the Noble Council had already held a meeting, and the theme was to recover Dragonblight.

Although they couldn't see any actual benefits, their persistence still made them decide to recover the Dragon Bone Wasteland regardless of the cost.

Imric pointed his finger at the table and thought for a long time, "The Dawn Fortress is a good location, controlling the hub of the Southland-Darkland-Chinese Grand Canal, but this city should be controlled by Assur. The world's military fortresses have become dens for pirates to sell stolen goods, and it is necessary to control them."

"But we can't follow the mentality of fighting, as it can easily cause unnecessary disputes. The War Council has the power to appoint and remove military fortress generals. Previously, they were elected by the Dusk and Dawn fortresses themselves. I will submit a replacement application at the next War Council. But it can’t be you three old men, right? Just stay at home and take care of your old age, and don’t get involved in these nonsense. It’s so far away that it’s hard to send him back if he dies.”

Woodrow was trembling with anger, and was patted on the shoulder by Edgar to calm down, "Agathel or Edtelis, Caledo needs to balance some power. Windhowling City has begun to fluctuate a bit recently."

"Then Edtelis, Agathel is a member of the Noble Council, it's best not to run too far." Imrik made a decision, but the three veterans looked at him with puzzled eyes, and the target of this operation was was replaced,

"Ku Ga will lead an army of troops from various temple cities into the Southland to recover the spiritual core that is disconnected from Lustria. Our goal is to cooperate with the operation to recover all the rainforests including the Dragon Islands. During this period, an exploration team was sent to reconnoiter the intelligence of Dragon Bone Wasteland.”

Randy frowned and listened. He had no objection to helping the lizardmen. The two parties had cooperated a lot in the past few years and proved each other's value. However, Imric seemed to be less interested in this matter. That's the strangest thing.

He spread his hands and asked directly without thinking of probing,
"I don't quite understand. Even if the new world requires a lot of manpower, as long as a local army is drawn out and human soldiers from Qingyan Port are recruited, the Dragon Bone Wasteland can be effectively recovered. The existence of Dawn Fortress makes logistics without pressure, even if It is difficult to be self-sufficient, but it is feasible to establish a stronghold in the short term." (End of Chapter)