Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

"The Empire's affairs..."

Marest murmured in his mind, many rumors said that the Phoenix King viewed the Empire as a useful but unreliable ally.

The relationship between Ainir and its neighbors is quite good, far from the mutual fear between Athel Loren and Bretonnia.

Basically, there are some strange elves in the forest. As long as you don't step into their territory casually, you can occasionally get some help in Duncanwald Forest.

The electors that Einir mainly came into contact with were the Nords and Middenheimers. The tough and stubborn northerners left a deep impression on the elves.

Although crude, their determination to fight against Chaos is no less than that of the noble elves.

"Lauren Lauren follows your majesty's instructions."

Imrick nodded with satisfaction and invited Marest to talk somewhere else. He was still not used to the Phoenix Throne towering above the stairs, and he felt a little tired when he looked down at the visitor.

Arriving at the conference room, Marest was surprised by the strange decorations. Has he ever seen a conference room decorated with various beasts and broken armor?

She took a quick look and found mammoths, gurn beasts, minotaurs, trolls, war hydras, chimeras...almost all the powerful beasts that could be found in the world could be found here.

After sitting down, the princess thanked the maid for the tea she brought. According to intelligence, this beautiful and dignified lady was the most trusted person of the Phoenix King. Although she was called a maid, she was actually the person in charge of most of the affairs of the royal court.

"Your Majesty, your feat in the Old World is astonishing... Especially seeing the remains of these beasts, it really removes many disasters from the world."

"Really?" Imrik scratched his face. To be honest, he had almost forgotten why there were so many giant beast heads here.

I only remember that in order to demonstrate his kingship through martial arts, he took out the remains of wild beasts killed over the past hundred years from the personal collection room of the Dragon Palace.

There is a special person in charge of this matter. Imrik is only responsible for killing, and has no idea about things like decoration, purification, and polishing.

When he saw the heads piled up in an entire hall, he was quite surprised. He had killed so many ferocious beasts without realizing it.

"Maybe I should also get the title of Beast Killer?"

"You may need to ask Thorgren to mention this to you." Elvis looked at the room full of trophies and couldn't help feeling envious. He had killed the most ratmen in his life, but using ratmen's skulls for decoration was a stupid act.

Aside from a few horned grey prophets of some value, the mountains of rat skeletons were buried in deep pits, waiting for nature to rot them away.

"Him? Forget it. The mustache guy is still busy trying to convince the Engineers' Guild. Brockson's father still doesn't agree to the plan to expand the air force on a large scale, believing that it is very risky.

Only under the pressure of Thorgrin, a resolution to improve the Thunder Airship was passed..."

"Sometimes I wonder if all the dwarves died, it must have been because of this stupidity."

Clapping his hands, Imrik returned to the topic and looked at Marest: "Welcome, Ai... Princess Marest of Lauren Loren. After so many years, you have returned to Ulthuan. I am very glad for this, and so is Her Majesty the Queen.

I deeply admire your mother's wisdom. She is a wise monarch who knows that the Elven Empire cannot afford to make mistakes. She took the initiative to surrender after the civil war... Of course, I believe you must have something to say before we talk about the empire."

Marest took some time to consider and asked carefully, "Your Majesty, regarding the legion stationed in the Laurentlauren Forest, do I think this is what Caledor meant?"

"You are about to marry Elvis, and I will not confuse the differences between the Phoenix Court and the Dragon Court. Oliveira is stationed in Lauren Loren under my command, but it is not to control Enil by force. I have an agreement with the Church of Yurik that both sides support each other to a certain extent to resist Chaos.

It is now the year 2413 of the Imperial Calendar. I believe that in the near future, there will be a large-scale Chaos invasion towards the north of the Empire... and you should be prepared."

Didrik... Imrik thought of this name. If according to the original timeline, a large-scale Chaos invasion will arrive in the north of the empire in the next period of time.

A warlord under Be'lak's command raped an unfortunate woman and gave birth to a child named Diederic.

There is no need to say much about what happened next. Didrik called Sigmar, but failed because of Tzeentch's obstruction. The big golden guy with a hammer was stuck in the whirlpool toilet.

Didrik fled to the northern Chaos Wasteland and became Archaon. He collected the six Chaos Artifacts and was crowned the Eternal Chosen.

But the problem is that Bilak has disappeared. Will this prevent Didrik from appearing?

For the Chaos Gods, they could just find a Chaos Champion to rape a woman and make Didrik appear, but Imrik still had some curiosity and thought that the dead dog Bilak would not disappear so easily.

The matter of the Great Holy War was definitely a scheme of the old bird Tzeentch. Perhaps the Lord of Shadows, who was no less capable than the old bird Tzeentch, had a backup plan.

Marest thought for a long time and then she made a suggestion.

“Your Majesty, the darkness of the world has never diminished. Lauren Loren, who lives deep in the empire, can feel the power of the dark gods even more. The lingering vampires in the Duncanwald Forest, the beastmen and greenskins entrenched in the dark corners, are all threats to the elves.

You are the monarch of the Elven Empire, and Ainir has the obligation to pay respect to you, but our numbers are too small..."

"To be frank, I don't like to speculate on the hidden meaning of other people's words. I am a monarch, not a jester."

"Can we form a legion in Lauren Loren to protect the enclave of the Elf Empire?"

Imrick was thoughtful. It seemed that the princess also realized that if she wanted to have some influence in the Phoenix Court, the best way was to join the War Council.

Due to the special nature of Druzai and Asrai, they were never included in the War Council, but Ainir was not sad. They did not participate in the elven civil war. Even though they were relatively weak, no one would deliberately make things difficult for them because of their fellow tribesmen.

"Very good. I will raise a legion in Lauren Loren in the name of the Royal Court... and you, Princess Marest of Lauren Loren, can enter the War Council."

"Thank you for your understanding... But I am not familiar with the War Council and need some guidance."

"Let Elvis take you there. He won't let you suffer any loss." Imrick looked at the time and found that Marest came at the right time.

"At 2pm, the War Council will hold a routine discussion on the security of Ulthuan. Try to participate first, and then come back to the Royal Court tomorrow to tell me your thoughts." (End of this chapter)