Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Oed Capet, a Holy Grail Knight with a remarkable reputation in Bretonnia. Since returning to his hometown of Artois from Lustria many years ago, he has always been an effective vassal of the Knight Duke and is known as a man with both virtue and strength. A model of knighthood.

Of course, all this is just what Erd did according to people's wishes. The Barony of Capet, hidden deep in the Artois Forest, holds secrets that can subvert the foundation of the Kingdom of Bretonnia.

"This is impossible! Madam, how could madam be..." The teeth of the old Holy Grail guard chattered. The words coming out of Erd's mouth were too shocking. The lady in the lake who has guarded the kingdom for thousands of years is actually a god closely related to pointed ears?
The guardian of the sacred relics with the strongest faith pulled out the blazing sword that shone with golden light and prepared to teach Erd a profound lesson for making heretical remarks.

He must have been bewitched by Pointy Ears, intending to disrupt the morale of the army when the holy war was going smoothly, so that Pointy Ears, who had occupied human territory, could relax!

Another Holy Grail knight who had just returned from the front line looked at the angry old man and the calm-faced Oed with a little hesitation. In his heart, this newly promoted knight model could not lie.

Every trial he presided over was so fair, and there was never any favoritism. Even the punished would feel sincere admiration for Erd and be willing to admit their sins.

The Holy Grail Knight held the old man's wrist and said in a deep voice: "Let Erd finish what he said. This is a test of faith. If we shake our inner piety because of a little heresy, it will only bring shame to the Kingdom of Knights. "

The Holy Grail Knight turned to look at Oede. After being called by the Knight Model, about ten Holy Grails from the Principality of Artois came to the forest, just to understand the extremely important things he said.

But if Ruod continues to talk nonsense, they don't mind eradicating this heresy for the lady.

Erd calmly waited for the commotion to end, and also looked at the leading Holy Grail Knight, "But before I continue to speak, Count Baldwin on Anker, can you tell me about the Holy War front line."

"Everything goes well, the elves who believe in barbaric gods have nothing..."

Erd interrupted the proud remarks and emphasized the question again, "Why can any strategic plan of the elves be seen through? The Holy Grail Knights who were usually responsible for leading the army are now gathered together under the command of the Lake Fairy, and they can attack every time they go out. To the elves' weak points. Would you consider this?"

Baldwin frowned and pondered, thinking carefully about the meaning of Erd's words. The strength of the giant horned viper was by no means weak. Most of the battles with Bretonnia were in an advantageous state. The quality of the soldiers, weapons and equipment, tactical command level, fighting will and other aspects They are all better than the serfs and attendants.

The Kingdom of Knights can only use the grassroots knights who have been trained for many years as the main force to tangle with the human soldiers in the Giant Horned Viper. As for the legion composed entirely of elves, there are already three brotherhoods who know that Caledor is regular at the cost of losing most of their members. The power of the armed forces.

In terms of strength on paper, it seems that the Holy War Army that landed in Tilea alone cannot compete with the Giant Horned Viper. But why is the situation so smooth and everyone takes it for granted...

He didn't dare to think too much. Things about the Lake Fairy were taboo in Bretonnia. It might be the guidance of the wind of magic in heaven, or it might be superb leadership skills...

"This has nothing to do with our current affairs."

"No, this has a lot to do with it..." Erd squatted down and opened the wooden box beside him, which contained a fragment of a guide stone covered with vines.

Bretonnia was founded on a colony abandoned by the elves. The Holy Grail Grandfathers were no strangers to the guiding stones. Some of them were even able to see the true face of the lady by guarding the guiding stones.

Mentioning the fragment of a guidestone the size of a human head, Erd stared at the elven runes on it and silently explained how to prove this.

"Your Excellency the Green Knight, he is the guardian of all secrets and the last challenge for us to see the lady's true face, but he is also the eternal king of Bretonnia - Saint Gilles."

"What!" "Nonsense!"

"Crazy, you are bewitched by the devil!"

All kinds of doubts only made Erd feel a sadness in his heart. He had hidden this secret for so long that he even thought that he was a devout lady believer.

Although Baldwin was frightened, his last trace of trust in Erd still allowed him to maintain some sanity and did not pull out his sword and cut off the head of the knight model on the spot.

The Grandpa of the Holy Grail looked at the guiding stone, and endless thoughts surged from his mind. If it is true that the lady has a close relationship with Pointy Ears as Erd said, this Holy War is just using Bretonnia as a pawn...

Feeling like his head was going to split, Baldwin raised his hand to stop the excited people and growled in a low voice, "Let him finish. Everything needs results. If what he said is all lies, I will be the first to remove the Capet family, but if it is true, If so, how should we face the gods we have devoted our lives to?"

Erd's expression was silent, with a touch of sadness in his expression, and he slammed the fragments of the guide stone in his hand to the ground.

Under his angry power, the fragile guide stone turned into hundreds of stones, and the treasure that stabilized the magical wind here was destroyed, allowing the dark creatures in the forest to immediately sense it.

A group of knights hiding in the Capet family's fiefdom have lost their aura. The believers who are the source of power are under threat. The selfish gods do not mind the dispatch of their tool men.

After a long silence, listen to the rushing hooves of wild beasts in the forest, the turbulent wind caused by the chaos of magical winds.

A knight who appeared in an illusory form stared silently at the Holy Grail Knights who were waiting for answers.

"You are indeed here, Green Knight, no..." Erd lowered his eyebrows, and the nightmare of the Hall of Illusions came to mind again. All the dead pious souls became the lady's nourishment, and the source of all this came from the person in front of him. .

"Saint Gilles."

"Do you know everything?" A hoarse voice came from under the Green Knight's helmet. This was the holy word that the Holy Grail Knights had heard before.

But the Green Knight's rhetorical question made their hearts fall into the realm of chaos.

Erd nodded and did not make any accusations or suspicions to the Green Knight. Instead, he knelt on one knee in front of the founding king, and his tone was extremely sincere as he lowered his head.

"I hope you can give us an answer, an answer about the Lady of the Lake, why Lilith, who symbolizes dreams and lies, can serve as the Lady of the Lake, convincing countless pious and brave knights that this is the truth of their lives."

The Green Knight rode forward and walked in front of Erd and the others. He stared at the young man for a long time, and then looked at the Holy Grail Knights with different expressions.

"You think so too, questioning a god who has guarded Bretonnia for thousands of years?" (End of Chapter)