Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

The young couple walked out of the conference room and, led by the guards, came to the bedroom where they would temporarily stay.

Imrik didn't want to have a meal with Enil, so to show respect, he would definitely have a bunch of tasteless fruits and vegetables, and then just find someone to keep him company.

Elvis, who was walking in front, chuckled and asked his fiancée.

"How do you feel? Your Majesty is not as serious as you think."

"Indeed, he is more than I thought..." Marist wanted to say several times that he was casual and had the temperament of an elder, but he was afraid that the Phoenix King's easygoing attitude towards him was because of his relationship with his fiancé.

"More agreeable."

"Amicable..." Elvis couldn't help laughing. This was the funniest comment he had ever heard about Imrick.

After some small talk and a sumptuous fruit lunch in the style of Ulthuan, Elvis thought it necessary to explain the situation of the War Council to his fiancée.

Marest was very serious with the little notebook in his hand. Enil lacked connections in Oshuan, which resulted in him not knowing much about the situation of the leaders of various countries. Now he came here to test the attitudes of various countries towards Lauren Loren.

"Let's start with Itain. Prince Itain's power was almost taken away because of Italis... Julian Baneblade. Many people suspected that he was in collusion with the Witch King. This happened in the past, but it is also relevant to the present.

The Nobles hold the majority of power, and the man they elected to the War Council is Tyrion, who is... a warrior worthy of respect."

Marest put down his quill, his tone somewhat angry.

"But he killed you once."

"It was Kane's incarnation who killed me, not Tyrion. Please don't interrupt me. Itain is proud of its navy. Compared with Cosqui's wolf pack tactics of division and encirclement, they are better at traditional dragon boat boarding operations.

But this does not mean that the army is weak. Tyrion has a team of elite silver-helmeted knights under his command, some of whom are as powerful as the Dragon Prince. "

"Then there is Ivresse. The current Warlord Eltharion is Prince Ivresse. He is very powerful, and his magic and martial arts are unrivaled in Ulthuan..."

"You Asur seem to like using exaggerated words. Can he defeat the Phoenix King with martial arts?"

Elvis rolled his eyes, "I can't say that Prince Iris is the best except that his martial arts are inferior to those of the Phoenix King, Tyrion and others, and his magic is a little weaker than that of the Supreme Mage."

"Yeah, that's it. I need to have a clear concept."

Elvis shook his head and smiled bitterly, feeling speechless towards his fiancée.

"Yvresse's professional army is the Mist Walker Legion. They are particularly good at assaults and holding their ground in battle. Although their numbers are smaller than those of other kingdoms' professional armies, with the strength of the Knights of Tar Ghevor, they are enough to become the backbone of Ulthuan."

"Cosqui..."

“You need to pay attention to the situation of Charis. Arao is His Majesty’s student. If the news from the family is correct, he will soon marry His Majesty’s niece Filonia… Of course, this is a private matter between the family, and I think you need to know about it.

Now, Cherris has changed from the previous squad combat mode to an assault army mainly composed of beasts. White lions, half-griffins, and two stone-horned beasts that were obtained from nowhere constitute the backbone of the White Lion Kingdom. "The stone-horned beasts you are talking about are the giant beasts that feed on metal in the Sorrow Mountains?" Marist was shocked. Asur played so well, running to the Sorrow Mountains to catch giant beasts as mounts?
"Yes, they are the Stonehorns in the Mourning Mountains. We spent a lot of effort to capture the ogre trainer and used many methods to finally bring them back to Ulthuan... They should be thankful that His Majesty has no time to pay attention to the affairs of the Mourning Mountains, otherwise these two Stonehorns would definitely belong to the Dragon Court."

"The person who is representing the prince now is the deputy senator Agathel... my uncle. He has a bad temper. It's best to be polite when we meet him later."

After talking about most of the kingdoms, Elvis hesitated for a while, "Nagaryeth... I don't know how to describe this kingdom. The Shadow King doesn't like to attend the war council, and Eltharion has never asked about his actions.

Lauren, it's best not to focus on this kingdom. The situation in Nagarythe is very sensitive. Except for Caledor and Avalon, other kingdoms are considered taboo."

"Because of Druzy?"

"Yes, Druzy... We still cannot confirm Druzy's thoughts. The actions of the Blessed Evil Party in Bretonnia are a test. I am not in a position to reveal the specific situation..."

Closing the notebook, Marest smiled happily, as he had obtained a lot of useful information.

The princess asked jokingly, "I never thought that you, who are just the leader of a civilian military group, are so familiar with the affairs of the Phoenix Court."

"..." Elvis remained silent, then twisted his fiancée's pointed ear and chuckled, "Before, your mother had her heart set on the little prince. If I couldn't show some value, I might have been chased away by the tree man as soon as I walked into Lauren Lauren."

"No, you are still somewhat useful, for example... to trick humans into working for the elves."

"That's not nonsense, that's faith."

Three hours later, a new member appeared in the War Council, which attracted some attention from those who regularly attended.

Eltharion, who had already received the news, raised his hand to introduce the attendees to everyone.

"This is Princess Marest of the Laurentlauren Forest. With your majesty's approval, she has joined the War Council."

Marist was not afraid of the stage and introduced himself sincerely, "Dear Excellencies, I am honored to represent Lauren Loren to attend the War Council. As a member of the Elf Empire, we firmly believe that only unity can continue to be strong..."

Princess Marest's generous speech caused Agusel to yawn.

The Dragon Prince looked at Marest with sleepy eyes and said impatiently, "Princess Marest, this is the War Council, not the lecture hall of the Phoenix Court... If you have beautiful expectations for the future of the Elf Empire, please express them in another occasion."

"Agesel." Atila frowned, reminding the Dragon Prince not to ruin the attendees' first impression of the War Council.

Marist was a little embarrassed, but thinking of her fiancé's previous reminder, she patiently explained: "Sir Agathel, I am only expressing my superficial thoughts on joining the War Council..."

"Under other circumstances, I would listen to your ideas, but now is not the right time." Agathol shook his head and looked at Eltharion.

"Aislin's situation is a bit bad. The War Council needs to consider supporting the Burial Ship Cemetery." (End of this chapter)