Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Woodrow muttered, "I knew he didn't have good intentions. This plan is all on us."

Although he said that, he still chose to raise his hands in agreement. For the hope of the dragon awakening, this sacrifice is nothing.

There are a total of twelve senators in the Caledor Noble Council. After excluding the representatives of the Vaal Church who are never present, there are actually only eleven senators. A show of hands by half means agreement.

And now, a rare 11 people agree.

Randy nodded with satisfaction and signaled the recorder to organize the meeting and process Luo Ning's words a little. Before moving on to the next proposal, he said to his old friend who looked unhappy,
"Wycliffe."

The leader of the die-hard faction threw the documents in front of everyone one by one, regardless of the occasion, just like an old friend scolding each other, with an extremely dissatisfied tone.

"I thought something big had happened to the giant horned viper, and you needed relevant information and documents. You had already figured out that humans would get permission to participate in the army. It was a waste of time."

"This is tradition." Randy glared at him. This old boy had to beat him every few days, except when there was no reliable way to fight.

Waiting for the senators to finish reading, Randy raised the document in his hand and said,
"This is information related to the giant horned viper. I will not comment on this knighthood that believes in Sotigo for the time being. The main reason for talking about it this time is because of a proposal about establishing a similar civil monastic group."

At this time, not only Assanil was a little confused, but also Agathel. He always thought that the horned viper was just a bunch of young people who felt bored in Ulthuan and went to the old world for fun with the ridiculous reason of seeing the world. The group, how come Randy brought it to the table?

Knowing that everyone seemed a little confused, Randy said,
"Imric gave me the authority to organize a survey team to inspect the Dragon Bone Wasteland. There are three issues in this. First, the control of the army is in the hands of the prince, secondly, the size of the family's private army, and thirdly, the dragons mobilized into an organization. The prince needs permission from the court.”

"From the perspective of military order, it is difficult for us to allow some valuable people to join the exploration team. Once the army is mobilized on a large scale, it will lead public opinion to prepare for war. This is not in line with the current palace's concept of peaceful development."

"In response to the nationwide construction and the aristocratic status promised by the palace and the real method, a large number of retinues have joined the army to serve the family in another way. It didn't seem like a big deal before, but now there are difficulties, and the parliament cannot Organize a detection team to recall these people."

"But from a religious point of view, the Dragon Bone Wasteland is a holy place. We have enough reasons to summon the Dragon Prince to explore it, and many people are willing to temporarily retire from the army to join. The control power of this religious group does not belong to the palace. We have more room to maneuver.”

"So you plan to follow the formation method of the Giant Horned Viper and create a knighthood belonging to the Dragon Prince?" Agthel felt a bit absurd. For thousands of years, the political significance of the Dragon Prince has been far greater than its religious significance. The Phoenix Guard with the same name When people mention it, they will say that it is the symbol of Asuryan in the mortal world.

But when it comes to the dragon prince, it must be the nobleman Caledor riding a dragon.

Randy nodded and said yes, "In fact, there are many altars of the Dragon Father in Caledor, but there are no relevant priests. They all rely on the people to spread the word spontaneously. We have a closer relationship with the dragons. We have It is necessary to protect the holy land of Dragonblight and form an order with determination and will."

"Who is the Grand Master?" Agthel was not very skilled in saying this borrowed word from humans. He thought that the only person qualified to be the Grand Master was Imrik, but he didn't look very religious in his belief in the Father of Dragons. , seems a bit hanging.

Randy said a name he had not heard for a long time, "His Royal Highness Minas Nir."

"Then I have no problem." Agthel shrugged. What else could he say? Minas Nir agreed to this. Who didn't listen to the sound of thunder in the teachings of this giant dragon.

After receiving answers one after another, Randy explained the name of the religious group,
"The order where the remains of the guardian dragon lie in the cemetery, which I call the Dragon Tomb Order, will build a temple in the Dragon's Back Mountains as its headquarters. I asked Imrik for one of the arks being built. , hopefully as a base of operations.”

"What's the result?" Assaniel felt something was wrong. He was probably going to cut leeks and ask the council to pay for the ark. "He agreed, but when searching for ship personnel, he was not allowed to interfere with Caledor's normal social production."

Well, you two are really wearing the same pants. The two issues are tied together, and it is difficult to agree or not.

Wycliffe, who had seen through all this, waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, okay, you are the one who was pushed out by that shrewd guy Imric to deliver the notice. Next, give the order directly and don't do this useless thing."

Randy cleared his throat and did not refute the words. The president of the noble council was used to being a rag for the prince, so he had long been used to it.

"Regarding the matter of Dawn Fortress, Edtelis needs to prepare to go to Southland, Haemon."

Haemon, who had been ignored for a long time, was finally no longer transparent. He walked beside Agathel with trembling legs and asked Randy,
"Sir Randy, I also have a mission..."

Edgar was dissatisfied with the young man's evasive words and opened his mouth to reprimand him majestically.

"Bullshit mission, calling you here means the mission has changed. Listen carefully."

"Yes, yes, yes." Haimen lowered his head to accommodate him. He had even prepared the boat, and he was just about to put up a sign for a trip around the world. However, he was caught by these big guys. It was really sad.

Randy got back to the topic, you can get used to swearing if you attend more meetings.
"Tell me about the situation of humans in the Navy."

Haemon thought for a while and thought about things in the Royal Navy.

"Most of the humans in the navy are slaves rescued from Druzi. They have very good physical fitness, have a strong hatred for Druzi, and are willing to obey the orders of their superiors. They are just mentally ill because of past encounters. , which requires the guidance of specialized doctors.”

"Then it's very useful."

"Yes."

After thinking for a while, Randy decided to say,
"You recommend a few suitable candidates to the council. We need to recruit some humans as sailors of the Ark. They are nominally followers of the Dragon Tomb Order and do not belong to the army. And your current task is to go to the Southland immediately and bring the giant Find out the situation around the Dragon Islands, and I will send some people to cooperate with your actions."

"I understand, it's my honor." Haimeng was a little excited when he understood the cause of the matter. This is a big event. If it is successful, he will be able to hold his head high in the family in the future and no longer need to be ridiculed for being a navy.

"Very good." Randy gathered the files on the desktop and said the next thing he was ready to do. This time he was determined to arrange everything in a short time. The young man Agthel was afraid of giving away too much power. If the palace is afraid, then let yourself do it.

"About establishing an outpost in the Border Prince Territory of the Southern Kingdom to monitor the movements of greenskins in the badlands in real time..."

The endless meetings were painful for the men, who had not discussed these matters seriously in a long time.

The usual practice of the noble council is to talk about the year-end report, propose a few innocuous things and then adjourn immediately. How can they spend as much energy planning a territory for the human kingdom as they do now. (End of chapter)