Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

This is somewhat good.Imrik rubbed his chin and thought about the future of this group of people. Masno proposed the need to form a mountain and forest advance force to deal with the complex environment of Nagaros, but it was difficult to select personnel.

Those sissies in Avalon are definitely not good enough, and the Shadow King doesn't have many soldiers to fight against. The ones in Ulthuan who are best at fighting in the mountains and dense forests are these Charis warriors.

"Serve for 200 years. During the entire period, I will be under my jurisdiction. The salary will be at the level of the Claw of Patunyuin, which is enough for an old guy like you to make a fortune."

But Odd shook his head and said in a heavy tone,
"I want a way to develop the economy, not a one-time deal. You, the prince nicknamed the Stingy, can always give me some ideas."

"What kind of economic development method can Charis have? If you cut wood in the mountains, you are afraid of being eaten by monsters. After walking for a long time, there is no flat land. It is not suitable for Assur to live at all. Most of the land in Tyron Locke is submerged in the sea. There are still a few mines left, so you have no normal means of development." But when it came to the environment of Charis, an idea suddenly popped into Imrik's mind. People are not suitable for living, but beasts can. .

If industry can't start early, then go to farming. Why do you think in such a narrow scope?

Seeing Odd's silent sigh about the country's environment, Imrik coughed twice, indicating that he still had something to do.

"Ahem, I still have some ways to make money. It depends on whether you dare to do it. It's quite suitable for Charis."

"If you really have a way, I will give you the white lion cloak hanging by the bedside."

Imric took a few glances at the white lion cloak that had a slightly dated feel. He had just glanced at it roughly, but now he looked carefully and saw clearly what it was. He cursed angrily,

"You old man, my father only lost to you once during hunting, and you actually carry this white lion skin with you as a treasure."

"Don't interrupt, I won this openly. If I want to clear up the grievances of the Dragon Tamer family's failure, then tell me how to do it. I'm not going to hide it from you, if the White Lion Chariot is allowed to be sold, I want those All the tattered chariots were thrown to Eldra as collectibles. They are useless when not fighting. He has eaten a lot of oil and water with you, which makes me very greedy."

All joking aside, seeing Odd complaining like this, Imric was not vague when it came to serious business.

"Have you ever heard of a half-gryphon?"

"The beast mount of a human knight? I heard that it has a ferocious temperament and is difficult to tame." Odd looked strange. He had never thought about the connection between Charis and the demi-gryphon. He could not let his soldiers go to the old world to capture humans. Let the half-griffon be a pet.

"Yes, that's it. I thought about it for a while. The environment in the Charis Mountains is quite suitable for the reproduction of demi-gryphons. Apart from anything else, I can definitely eat enough meat and have enough Warcraft. There is no lack of combat experience."

Having said this, how could Odd not understand that Imric wanted to raise a half-griffon in Charis, and almost wanted to kick him in the head, but he said it angrily,

"You can get enough from Asul's meat, and the white lion can barely make do. Some beasts are simply not suitable for domestication."

"You are so superficial. Why do you think you can do it on your own?" Imrik sighed deeply at Odd's shortsightedness. Normally, it would be difficult to raise such a huge beast, but if manpower is not enough, we can still It has divine power.

"Are we still going to kneel on the altar of Kunos and pray to the God of Hunting to let the half-gryphon understand that we are doing you a favor, stay in one place obediently, wait until you are raised, and then sell it to the vain and wealthy at a high price? It's better to ask the king of Athel Loren to reward you with a few giant herds of deer than to use human knights as mounts." After being ridiculed, Imric lost his patience and stood up to confront Odd.
"Who told you to sell them to humans? Caledo takes care of everything. I will bear the half-gryphon eggs, farm construction, and employee funds. I will also provide you with ways to domesticate them. You can raise these babies well for me and bring them with you." Go to the mountains to fight with monsters. If you sell a finished product, I will pay the price of ten elf war horses, the market price of Lothern.

If you have someone who tames a demi-gryphon and comes to serve in the Dragon Palace, I will give you three times the salary of a white lion guard. "

"It's better to raise white lions. These little guys are not much more powerful than half-gryphons." Odd muttered, but he was also calculating the profit in his mind. Raising a half-gryphon for the price of one thousand gold leaf coins seems to be the largest The risk lies with the breeder.

The number of monsters in the Charis Mountains is exaggerated, so there is no need to worry about food.

If thirty were produced in a year, it would be a considerable amount of income. Along with Caledo's initial investment in infrastructure costs, as well as the supporting personnel and facilities, it should be a good deal.

Seeing that Odd was still thinking, Imrik felt furious and raised the price by half. These treasures were difficult to measure with money. In his dreams at night, he thought about the shadow of the dragon covering the mountains in the sky, the half-gryphon knights and knights on the ground. The giant horned cold lizard knights charge together.

When you encounter an opportunity, you must seize it. If you don't agree, I will buy land and go it alone.

"Fifteen elven war horses, are they enough? Twenty horses, four times the salary, five times the salary."

Odd stopped Imric's wealthy behavior and signaled to calm down for a while.
"I'm not from Lothern. It's useless for you to tell me so much money. What I care about is whether Charis can get financial benefits from this matter, how much risk the person responsible for raising has to bear, and the living environment of the white lion. Will it be affected?"

"That's it?"

Hesitation is not Odd's style. Seeing Imric being so persistent, he guessed that he should be very sure about this matter, so he nodded in agreement.
"Okay, that's it. You can send the half-gryphon eggs over later, and I'll find some people to feed and drink these little babies. I'll produce two hundred of them a year, which will drain your finances."

"If you can really produce two hundred birds a year, the Taal Church of the empire will kneel down and beg you to become a high priest." While scolding the old guy for talking nonsense, Imric took out a pen and paper and began to think about this matter. future development possibilities.

After thinking about the plasticity of various strange species in the world and the environment of Charis, I feel that my vision is still narrow.

"Tell me, can Charis build a city of beasts?"

Odd, who was drinking water, squirted out, almost splashing on Imric's face. He quickly wiped the water droplets from the corner of his mouth.

"Do you know how much money Karl Calonde spent to capture the beasts? It was all obtained by plundering wealth from all over the world with the massive Black Ark. Moreover, we have experience in killing Warcraft, but we have no idea how to raise them. We can't Let’s capture two Druchi animal trainers to help.”

"Then let's put it another way." Imrik closed his notebook impatiently. How come he hadn't thought about such a promising thing before? It turned out that it was so smooth that he didn't want to use his brain.

"We opened a joint breeding farm in Charis, specializing in providing controlled high-value beasts to the army. Your poor place also has a source of income. I also meet the needs of the war, and the excess will be sold to humans to make some extra money." (End of chapter)