Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Like many other races in the world, Etain always considers itself the central kingdom of Ulthuan, which was once the command center of Caledor I. Every edict from the Phoenix King will save many people who were harmed by the dark elves. compatriots.

As the area where the Phoenix King's Court has been located for a long time, Lothern has long ceased to look like the poor fishing village it once was in ancient times. Every order issued from this place is related to the overall honor of Assur.

Itain is proud of this. As a kingdom that integrates the three major factors of politics, economy, and religion, they are convinced that Finuba will make Lothern a well-deserved eternal city.

But the current situation has made countless people heartbroken. Let a Caledor elf take over Lothern?

They have been fed up with the arrogant rule of the three Caledor Phoenix Kings. Rather than war palaces, the Lothern elves who are good at business and communication hope to find a democratic ruler.

But Etain has no real candidate to compete for the Phoenix King. Since the death of Italis disguised as Julian Baneblade, a large number of people have been purged, making it completely difficult for the younger generation to reach the throne of supreme power.

So the old man, who had important influence in the Etain Noble Council, naturally found his grandson Tyrion and expressed his hope that the war lord would participate in the competition for the Phoenix King.

Your bloodline is undoubtedly qualified. The family lineage originating from Aenarion's eldest son is unquestionable, and your contribution to Ulthuan is also known to everyone. Compared with Prince Caledor who protected his children from committing crimes, your staunch and brave nature is more powerful. A ruler that fits Asur's imagination.

Of course, my grandfather did not tell the whole story. Tyrion's political sense is comparable to that of a goblin. As long as he can become the Phoenix King, Ulthuan's future will be guided by the Itain Noble Council.

Tyrion looked strange and pondered for a long time in his grandfather's expectant eyes.

He is not very interested in being the Phoenix King. This is indeed a supreme power, but it also symbolizes endless shackles.

To be a ruler, you must first have capital, and at least the strong support of several important families, but the power you have in your hands...

The Itaien army and navy, the red-haired family, the White Lion Guards, and the noble council that are now expressing support may only be out of interest.

Coupled with the White Tower of Hos, it is indeed capable of competing for the position of Phoenix King.

But this makes the sacred and solemn election become such an embarrassment. Rather than forming gangs and conspiracy to gain power, the war lord is more willing to use honor to convince others.

"I can't commit to it, but you can put my name on the list of candidates."

When his grandfather was overjoyed and was already planning to once again use his superb tactics to hand over the position of Phoenix King to Itaine again, Tyrion emphasized something.

"But I don't want you to use some tricks to make this election ugly. The people's hearts are clear, and they will naturally elect a suitable ruler to lead Asul towards the future."

"pedantic!" snorted coldly, and the old nobleman left the war lord's residence without looking back. He would not listen to such nonsense.

Political struggle is not a war. He knows this better than the war lord. A simple verbal confrontation is far more deadly than a military confrontation on the battlefield.

The momentary thoughts of honor now will only lead to regret for the rest of your life!

Tyrion did not pay too much attention to his grandfather's departure. He cared more about the attitude of the Dragon Court than the election of the Phoenix King.

Originally, the staff expected that the Caledor Noble Council would declare war on Etain under the guidance of Edgar, but it had been nearly half a month since the annihilation of the Lilith Temple, and the western part of Ulthuan had become unusually quiet.

This was not a normal reaction. Tyrion was keenly aware of the irrationality, but he couldn't figure out the specific situation. He could only listen to his brother Tigris' words and continue to wait.

He yawned, feeling that he might be tired from dealing with too many things recently, and needed to talk to some ladies about his experiences, so as to be sublimated in the fierce confrontation.

In the blink of an eye, the War Lord's mansion lost its owner. On the other side, in the eastern part of Ulthuan, three princes with low presence rarely gathered together, sitting on Cosqui's eagle ship to discuss how to make a decision.

Morarion coughed twice. The old prince's physical condition has been poor recently. Perhaps the Misty Lady has forgotten this devout believer. When he walks in the land of Yris, he will feel a vague sense of absurdity and confusion.

This made Morarion increasingly believe that Eltharion needed to take over the important task as soon as possible and inherit the Fang Sword and the Helm of Yris.

Odd, who was full of energy, did not feel any fatigue of old age, but he sighed many times while listening to Araton's description of what happened in Lilith Temple.

Serra expressed his calmness. As an adventurer, he had the same interests as Finuba in his early years. However, as his identity changed, Prince Cosqui always maintained his original intention, while the Phoenix King would only start a game on a whim when he dreamed back at midnight. Voyage.

"This is roughly the situation. Drachnir used destructive magic to erase the Lilith Temple and the Phoenix Guard." Araton paused for a moment and considered whether to tell what happened next. Considering that his grandfather was here, there was no need to If he had any concerns, he made it clear.

"When I contacted Prince Adira, she told me not to worry too much about my relationship with Teacher Imric and to treat the matter as a prince."

"This sentence can be omitted." Elsharion interjected smoothly, and the watcher, who was leaning on the bench and blowing the wind, also intervened in the exchange.

"The queen's intention is obvious. She is taking the initiative to divide the factions running for the Phoenix King. Among the candidates, I am the only one in eastern Ulthuan who can be regarded as somewhat qualified.

The Etain noble council will inevitably push Tyrion out, and relying on his brother Teclis' identity to gain the support of Saffre, Gilgarion knows that he is unable to participate in the competition, and will lend his influence to Etain in exchange for benefits.

As a result, Ulthuan is divided into three campaigning factions, the Eastern and Western Outer Rim, and the Inner Rim. "

"The consistent methods of the inner circle will always provoke conflicts in the outer circle at a critical period, and then use this contradiction to obtain greater benefits." Odd was not without sarcasm. Although Charis has a low sense of presence, it can still be considered How can an independent kingdom continue to endure being at the mercy of others for so long?

Morarion coughed twice, and under Elsarion's worried eyes, he took the blanket from the child and covered his abdomen to resist the not-so-cold sea breeze.

"Ahem... The decision we made at the Grand Council makes it impossible to maintain a friendly attitude towards the Inner Circle. As long as Tyrion is crowned Phoenix King, with the style of the Etain Noble Council, it will definitely be like encountering the evil of Bones. Dogs bully the weak and are afraid of the strong and bite a piece of meat from us."

"Support Caledor?" Sera looked strange. Although Elsharion was less likely to win, he could still win.

Even if he can't get the throne, he can gain a lot of influence in the election, which is a good thing for the east.

Morarion nodded, and Odd did the same. From the bottom of their hearts, they thought that this Phoenix King had already been decided.

Aislin had a different opinion. His eyes looking at the ocean were a little empty, as deep and dark as the abyss of the sea.

"Perhaps we can act according to the Queen's arrangements and let Elsharion actively participate in the campaign."

Eltharion did not veto it immediately. Aislin was a shrewd ocean lord and would never express his opinions casually.

"Tell me what you think."

The Ocean Lord turned his head, his deep eyes seemed to see through everything, "This is a fateful reincarnation. The first 'Phoenix King' and the last 'Phoenix King' both died by the same hand." (End of Chapter)