Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

When she found Kosir, Alanna noticed the rigorous attitude of the captain of the White Lion Guard. He meticulously led his men to patrol every corner of the royal court. Even if it was just a tiny, imperceptible pattern on the wall, the diligent captain would check it several times in person to prevent someone from taking advantage of the loophole to sneak into the royal court.

Alanna, who was led by the White Lion Guard, handed the documents to Cosier and explained to the captain.

"Lord Cosir, I am Alanna of Iris. Lord Carvel wants you to investigate a suspicious person in the royal court."

After receiving the document, Kosher first checked it with the magic tools he carried with him to make sure that it did not contain any strange or abnormal chaotic energy, curses, or witchcraft... before he tore off the seal.

While reading the document, Cosir did not forget to respond: "You are Alanna, the nephew of Warlord Eltharion, right?"

"Correct."

"I didn't expect that Iris has produced so many talented people in recent years. This must make old Prince Morarion very happy. The kingdom he has been defending with great difficulty finally has a group of young people who can carry hope."

"Look what you said..." Alana touched the back of her head. Although she was a little humble, her smile was full of pride.

Led by Prince Eltharion, the Sons of Yvresse firmly believe that the kingdom will be restored to its former glory and return to the peaceful and tranquil era before the Chaos Invasion.

A minute later, after reviewing the documents, Cossell nodded, recalling things about Grantham in his mind.

The captain of the royal guard has to come into contact with many people on a daily basis, and his duties have become much more complicated, especially after the White Lion Guards are no longer the only guards of the Phoenix King.

Today, the White Lion Guards also have to take care of some of Lothern's public security work, counterintelligence investigations, and the elimination of Chaos remnants.

Grantham...

Thinking of the name in his mind, Cosier's brows suddenly frowned.

Every once in a while, he would organize an investigation into the royal officials. Although this was somewhat of an invasion of privacy, when it came to the safety of His Majesty, the elf's personal power was insignificant.

According to the last investigation... there are no relevant memories.

Followers of Tzeentch?
This was the only thing Cosir could think of. Only the Tzeentch elements could make their presence so weak that everyone deliberately forgot about the changes.

"Alana, who gave you this information?"

"Mr. Upton."

Cossier seemed very surprised when he got the result. He had heard rumors about Upton. Some people said that the Blade Lord was a little crazy in his later years and always believed that everyone was a Chaos believer.

The White Lion Guard had heard the rumors and had a cordial conversation with Upton, hoping to learn intelligence about the Chaos Followers from the Blade Lord.

But the final result is that Upton is really a little crazy. He did not conduct any investigation and just wrote down a few names at random, thinking that these people are chaos believers. This is hysterical.

"strangeness……"

Cosier's mumbling made Alanna mistakenly believe that the White Lion Guard Captain had something to say: "What did you say, Lord Cosier?"

"Tell me in detail about your communication with Upton. This concerns the safety of the royal court. I cannot miss any clues."

Alanna didn't think much about it. As the captain of the Phoenix King's Royal Guard, Cosier naturally had the right to know about this matter.

"I went to Brady Hall yesterday..."

"Why did you go to Brady Manor? As far as I know, your contact with Upton is limited to Eltharion. Did the Warlord ask you to visit Upton?"

Alana shook her head. "It was Lord Teclis. I participated in the trip to Cathay organized by him and Lord Tyrion. At the meeting held the day before yesterday, the Supreme Mage asked me to visit Lord Upton."

"continue."

"Lord Upton said..." Alanna hesitated for a while. After all, it seemed a bit strange to say that the White Tower of Hoth was a group of traitors. Upton could say that because he was highly respected and didn't care about the reputation of the Grand Mage Council, but she couldn't say that.

"He expressed his disappointment with the Council of Archmages of the White Tower of Hoeth in a tactful way, believing that the actions of the Supreme Archmage might lack a little bit of justice..."

"Skip this part. This is what happened inside the White Tower of Hoeth."

"Yes." Alanna had no reason to refuse. No one wanted to provoke a group of grandfathers who controlled the lifeline of magic.

"Lord Upton said, 'He is a heretic who is not allowed to exist by the gods, a twisted being who takes pride in playing with the body and soul. When he devoted himself to the path of darkness, he has lost the value of his existence, and his only destination is eternal annihilation!'

I do not know whether this refers to Grantham, but Lord Carville considers him to be the most likely suspect."

Nodding, Cosir signaled for a team of men to come and arrest Grantham. Regardless of whether he showed any threat to Ulthuan, he needed to be investigated.

Today, the royal court's working style is very different from before, and there is a hint of it moving closer to the empire.

In the past, to capture a criminal, one had to observe—interrogate—convict—and sentence.

Nowadays, some steps are omitted and converted.

Trial - sentencing - conviction.

This is the only place where the Phoenix King shows mercy to Chaos followers, and there is also a chance for interrogation.

If you are in Caledor, there are only two steps.

Sentence - burying a pit.

When Cohill led a group of big men into Grantham's office, the household registration administrator only had a panicked look in his eyes, but his demeanor remained calm.

He looked at the White Lion guards and said with a smile, "Sir Cossell, why are you here?"

"I have a question." Cosier placed the Emerald Axe on the wooden table, staring at Grantham with eyes full of oppression.

"First of all, who are you?"

"My name is Grantham. Is there another household registration official in the royal court named Grantham?"

"second……"

As soon as the second sentence was spoken, Cossell had lifted Grantham from the chair with one hand, turned around and signaled his men to hang the magic-suppressing iron chain on the suspect.

The circles of chains made Grantham look like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

A black hood covers the suspect's head. The office is not suitable for interrogation, but the royal court has many interesting places that are worth letting the Chaos believers experience.

When they walked to the office area, everyone's attention was attracted by the suspect covered with a black hood, but with a low growl from Cohill, he immediately turned around and pretended to know nothing.

"The White Lion Guards are investigating an important case and may ask you to provide testimony later. Please wait for the royal court to call you at any time."

It didn't take long before Grantham, who was wailing in the small dark room, quickly pointed out something was wrong with Alana's skilled techniques.

He had no wounds on his body, but he looked extremely frightened and muttered to himself.

"I'm from the year 306 of One Piece. This place is fake. His Highness Imrik has not been crowned the Phoenix King... How could he be better than War Lord Tyrion, who is favored by the Everqueen?

This is all fake, all fake!" (End of this chapter)