Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 744 Witness Destiny
As expected, Broxson's idea was sternly rejected by Torek. The blacksmith would never allow anyone to use it until the specific data on all aspects of the runes learned from Slann were understood.

This is the responsibility for the lives of compatriots, and it is also the pursuit of excellence in craftsmanship. Only the most perfect tools are suitable for the identity of a rune blacksmith, and there must be no flaws at all.

The High King's special envoy who wanted to persuade could only shake his head helplessly when he saw this, and said a few more words to Torrec before leaving.

"Your request for craftsmanship is undoubtedly worthy of respect. Time is the best choice for testing reliability. The Kingdom of the Mountains can no longer wait for the day when this knowledge is thoroughly analyzed. His Majesty the Supreme King needs new technologies and new trends of thought to change Depressed social atmosphere.

I won't order you, out of respect for a rune master, but as a son of the mountains, I beg you to convert this knowledge into technology, we can't afford any more losses. "

The special envoy hid his face and cried. In less than 30 years, His Majesty Erickson was seriously injured and could not recover. He lost a wise king. In addition, the bad news about Red Eye Mountain and the Angland clan really hurt Nagasu's heart. .

So many outstanding children are dead. Yesterday they were drinking beer and chatting together, but tomorrow they will see with their own eyes entering the temple of Gazul.

Torek's heart trembled vaguely. The envoy was close to four hundred years old and would soon enter the most respected stage of beard. Before Erickson became the High King, he was already his father's Hammer Warrior.

For a long-bearded man who has served as the High King for three times to be so moved, the stubborn rune master also needs to think about it for a moment.

But since Bloxon has just been kicked out, there is no way he can go back on his word now.
"This matter... I will consider it. Bloxon's idea is good, but I will not focus on other things until I have visited the six temple cities and the Hall of Illusions."

"Well, this mustache lacks consideration. The current matter is to complete the visit to the temple city as soon as possible." The special envoy bowed his head slightly and walked out of the room. As long as his attitude softened, everything would be worthwhile.

Seeing the two people leaving, Torek mumbled a few curses in dwarven language, then turned around and continued to study rune magic. How to transform the ancient holy texts into runes suitable for the dwarf system was also a big project.

But Torek suddenly felt that time was running out. The place where the mother goddess Varaya slept was surrounded by dangers, and Iron Peak Castle was also deeply surrounded by green skins.

The rune master is very confused whether to take out the research results in stages and convert them into technology and gradually update them, or to spend a long time researching thoroughly and setting the final model.

After staying in the Sky City for three months, while Torek was concentrating on studying the anti-gravity floating runes, he also took some time to observe the very strange buildings in the city.

There are several deep pits that look abandoned for a long time. The soil is a very rare blood red color, and the lingering smell of rats lingers here. When you walk to the edge of the pits, you can still feel the cold chill of being entangled by poisonous snakes.

During the observation period, when looking for a way to deal with the Skaven, Pointy Ears, who had disappeared to nowhere, hurriedly came to Torek and ordered in an unquestionable tone,

"Your itinerary has changed. The next stop is the Hall of Illusions, and then the Golden City of Chakua. Itaza is now closed and no one is allowed to enter."

"Who gave you the order?" Torek pointed out the crux of the problem directly. If it was the Dragon Prince's order, the dwarf would definitely not obey it, but if it was arranged by Slan as the master, he could barely accept it.

Ashbern did not specify and chose to avoid the topic.

"No matter whose order it is, the relationship between the lizards and Caledor is far beyond the imagination of the dwarves. You don't really think that Slann would be so bored that he asked the Dragon Prince to make a special trip to deliver the ancestral plaque to Iron Peak Castle."

With a cold snort, Torek had vaguely understood the unspoken contract between the Dragon Prince and the High King, and tacitly indicated that it was Slan's order, using the lizard man as an excuse.

But in fact, Imrik wanted to attack the Eight Peaks Mountain, and the High King also needed an exciting reason for reform, but why he chose a rune master of Iron Peak Castle who lived deep in the greenskin circle is worthy of scrutiny.

The impatient Ashbourne immediately pressed the question and rushed back to the country to watch the excitement. Didn't you see that the representatives from various countries were already fighting because of the preparations for the Grand Council? It was rare to have a reason to be transferred back from the Southland, so it was impossible to miss it. This feast. "Take a boat eastward and transfer from Dusk Fortress to the west of Sotigo Ridge. Your subsequent journey will be guided by the local chameleon."

Torek raised his eyebrows. This is different from what he said before. The money will be deducted.
"You are shirking responsibility."

"I don't know the location of the Hall of Illusions, and the function of that temple is very secretive. It will not respond to any visitors except those who are destined to go here."

"Tell me specifically what the reaction was."

Ashborn, who was originally a little impatient, suddenly became calm. It seemed that the importance of this temple was far greater than that of other temple cities.
"Witness destiny."

Torek's stern expression changed slightly. It was a good place to witness his fate.

"Yes, I will listen to your arrangement, but only this time."

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Erd Cappe, who returned to Lustria again, was filled with emptiness deep in his heart. Ever since he visited relevant scholars in Altdorf and roughly understood the meaning of the moon god symbol.

Every time I look up at the stars at night, I always think that the white moon in the sky is so ethereal, but also extremely beautiful.

He wanted to embrace the moonlight, but he didn't know how to do it.

The confused Erd believed that the road of search was still not over. Rather than the golden light emitted by the lady's power that he had longed for since childhood, he wanted to find the cold moonlight that seemed to guide the direction.

A feeling of emptiness filled the knight's heart, and the feeling grew stronger each time he got closer to his homeland of Bretonnia.

Especially in Marienburg, when looking up at the herdsmen of Colony on the border, a sense of falsehood emerges from my heart.

Not doubting the country, but doubting myself. Who will erase the memory of my past?Is it the evil god of Indy, an evil mage, or the cold moonlight...

Am I Ode Capet, the knight who fought with monsters in the dark forest of the Principality of Artois, or am I a puppet who was forced into a memory?

Why would a lady care for a person who lost his memory, and why didn't he restore his own memory?

Erd, who has been wandering around the southern kingdom for a long time, finally cannot fill the emptiness in his heart with fighting and prayer. If he allows the emptiness of memory loss to spread, he may become the first Holy Grail Knight to commit suicide.

When he obtained a sugar merchant's pass for the Dawn Fortress through the means of a Tyrell merchant, the knight returned to this distant continent that brought the honor of the Holy Grail.

As the most powerful ancient spellcaster in the world, Slann must have a way to restore his memory.

(End of this chapter)