Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 661 The battle for orthodoxy
Being stirred up in this way, Imrik lost the mood for confrontation. He put his sword into its sheath, crossed his arms and said provocatively,

"Okay, since you don't dare to attack me. Then let's try another way. The embassy is holding a duel competition. If you win, I will give up my claim to this territory. But if you lose, it is best to stay away from here. point."

"How should the participants be determined?" Although the Thorn Sisters were a little moved, this was also their original goal. Not only did Aslay win the duel, but they also won when they attempted to plunder the land of Athel Loren.

"I won't participate. You guys are too weak. Maybe Orion is here and I'm still a little interested."

Even if Asrai was dissatisfied with such sarcasm, he could only endure it. Even though Teclis spoke very politely, with his calm eyes that made people unable to guess, I am afraid that a set of magic combination skills would not be able to do anything with it. Avoided.

There is also Odd who is watching eagerly from the side, so please be patient for now.

The maid discussed with Aralos for a while and decided that a few combat events that Asrai was good at must be added. Otherwise, it would be difficult to get benefits from just relying on individual competitions and team competitions.

After a while, she stated the conditions,

"Yes, but we must increase the number of competitions. If Aslay wins two games, it will embarrass Asul."

"You're trying to provoke me, but I don't care about provocation from a weakling. Say so."

"It should be added that the elves are best at archery, mounted combat, and aerial combat. The time is set for tomorrow."

The dragon princes looked at each other in confusion. If anyone proposed an aerial battle against Caledor, they would be seeking death. The dragon army was enough to crush any unyielding enemy.

But the problem is that this time the prince did not bring the dragon. Instead, Etain sent a flaming phoenix as a mascot, which was still napping on the boat.

Even if the dragon is dispatched at the fastest speed, it will take at least a few days. This is obviously to seize the current shortcomings of the ambassador.

"Okay, although your stupid plan makes me worried. The duel venue is here, but as your behavior of adding items, I need a condition."

"Please say."

Imric raised the Dragon Horn from his waist. This artifact, made of dragon fangs and Ysrama mithril, still retains its former glory after thousands of years. It makes people understand that this is the most important thing for Prince Caledor. symbol.

"Orion has a Wild Hunt horn, and I have a dragon horn in my hand. Aslay dares to make it a condition."

Dragon Horn…

There are many speculations about this artifact from the outside world, and the most agreed upon one is that possessing it means being able to control the Caledor dragons.

No one knows where this artifact came from. They only know that it was carried with Caledor when he was famous as a dragon tamer, and it has never been touched by outsiders.

And this means that they have no idea that this dragon horn is just an imitation. After all, before the dragons fell asleep on a large scale, this dragon horn also achieved countless victories on the battlefield.

The calm maid did not think that getting the dragon horn meant getting the Caledor dragons. This was obviously a blood-bound artifact that no one could use except the blood descendant of the dragon tamer.

"I have no right to make such a decision for His Majesty Orion. What's more, if Aslay gets this dragon horn, it will only be a souvenir."

"That's really a pity. I'm afraid these three projects cannot be added."

"What do you want?"

"The twigs of the Oak of Ages." Imrik smiled and said the most precious treasure to Aslay, but in fact this was just a cover to make them think that the purpose of their trip was the Oak of Ages.

The maid was silent for a long time. After getting Queen Ariel's consent, she finally nodded in agreement.

"But you also have to change a condition and remove the Dixon family from the Dragon Prince."

"Okay, then Asrai can now prepare a few unlucky guys to test Asul's strength. Let me tell you in advance, if you do some poisoning, assassination, and sneak attacks, I may not want more territory than this. Clicked."

Imrik made his threat clear and waved the crowd to disperse, preparing to find a few people to deal with tomorrow's game.

Asrai left as quickly as he came, and the fight with Asul would probably arouse a warm welcome from many people.

There is a nursery rhyme that sings about the relationship between elves. Don't forget our closest relatives Asul, because they are our enemies; don't forget our cousins ​​Druzi, because they are our enemies.

The crowd did not disperse, eager to know how this game would be arranged. This was no longer yesterday's friendly match, but a duel involving racial honor. Everyone was eager to show Assur's power.

Finally, someone with good intentions stopped Imrik, it was the Sword Master of Hoth, Basalora, who won the first game yesterday.His urgent expression, combined with the missing half of his helmet, looked a little funny. He stopped in front of Imrik and said,

"Prince Dragon, who do you plan to send to fight?"

There is really nothing we can do about these young people. It seems they still don’t understand their own style of doing things.
"The Juggernaut of Hoth and the Guard of Charis each launched five people, which brings our individual competition and team competition to an end. The Flameborn Knight will not participate. The winner will be the candidate for tomorrow's competition. The other events will be decided by Kaler. Be more responsible.”

The crowd dispersed in a hurry and began to discuss with their respective leaders who to send. This already had the vague meaning of a championship showdown, and they must not lose the limelight.

Surrounded by the glory-hungry sword masters, Teclis's face turned red. How could his fragile body withstand the urgent questioning of a group of macho men?

"Teclis." Imric's call saved the Supreme Mage from his embarrassing state, and handed over the decision to the second-ranking magic swordsman Ogusg. Tigris thought about the people brought out by Alfonso. It's really unique.

Thinking that the two big men were preparing to discuss the next countermeasures, the soldiers didn't pay much attention and instead aimed at Ogusge.

The second-ranking magic swordsman was not an easy elf to get along with. He held the giant sword in front of him, held it with both hands, and said coldly,

"I want a quota, do you have any objections?!"

The Heth Sword Masters looked at each other in disbelief at this shameless move. You are the one who has been designated as the next chief magic swordsman. You are an academic master with double majors in swordsmanship and magic. Why do you want to steal this limelight?

On the other hand, on Oud's side, the crowd seems to be much more excited, and they can't wait to all come out to eat Aslay's flesh and blood.

Odd thought for a while and felt that he couldn't get involved in this game with an attitude of making money. Imrik didn't seem to be prepared to use gold leaf coins as a supplement.

But if Charis works hard enough and performs well this time, future cooperation will be smoother.

He didn't think much about it. He named a few people first, and just to be on the safe side, he specifically found Edgar who was watching a show.

"Hey, you old guy who can't afford to lose, I want to discuss something with you."

Edgar tilted his head rather arrogantly, "Get out of here, I don't like your attitude."

Odd didn't care. He directly put Edgar's shoulders on his shoulders, pulled him forcefully, and whispered in his ear,
"I didn't bring anyone with me this time. The people under my command all use junk gadgets. They are incomparable to the Sword Master Hoth, let alone Aslay who has no martial ethics. You don't want to see your old friend even You’re not even qualified for a single game.”

"I heard that Caledo has a policy of exchanging merit medals for equipment. When Mikhail was the war lord, I worked for him for so many years, so I have to balance things out."

"Tell Imrik." Although Edgar somewhat agreed, he still felt it was inappropriate. This was a clear attempt to trick him.

"He doesn't recognize what happened in the past. You have made a lot of limelight with the Dragon Prince in the past few years. This equipment makes me very envious. There are not many people in your family, so you must have unused merit medals.

But look at Jose, how long have you known him? They have fought against Druchi together since the Broken Coast riot 500 years ago, and he still has the same woodcutter's ax in his hand.He is not willing to abandon his hometown and go to Lothern. He just follows his old friend me and has been tinkering for hundreds of years. It is really a miserable life. "

"Fuck." Edgar swore, "Where did you learn this miserable skill? You used to be quite tough and you didn't need any help at all."

"Hurry up and tell me what you want. I'll ask Val's Anvil to send it over with magic as soon as possible. Don't expect that my merit medals will be able to equip the five of you with exquisite equipment."

Odd chuckled, quite satisfied with this begging behavior. If you cheat an old friend, it's not cheating, it's called a gift.

"Are the Fireborn Knight's weapons standard?"

"You are dreaming. That is lapis lazuli. Where can I find this precious material for you?" Edgar rolled his eyes, really treating the exquisite weapon as a cabbage.

"Then it's up to you. If not, let me talk to Randy. He killed the executioner in the championship showdown back then, but I was the one covering. Wycliffe can do it, and Woodrow can do it too."

"You are planning to beg for food from the entire Caledor Noble Council, right?"

Speaking of this, Odd also became tough, put his hands on his hips and said, "Yes, I just beg for food. What's the matter? Back then, the two brothers were said to be poor in both the east and the west. My son died early because of dissatisfaction. Imrik got up, why didn't he Gotta get Charis."

Edgar was shocked for a moment. You said it as if Caledo owed you something.

"Okay, okay, I'll try my best to arrange something good for you, find a few people to ask for some sponsorship, and help you exchange some good things for these old brothers."

(End of this chapter)