Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

Victor reacted quickly. Although the elf's thunderbolt was difficult to detect with the naked eye, the witch hunter's years of combat experience allowed him to dodge to the left immediately.

After dodging Oliveira's attack, Victor pulled out the pistol from his leather windbreaker to cover the attack of the light sword in his right hand.

But just as the bullet was fired, at close range, Oliveira actually held the sword horizontally and used the sword to block the seemingly certain hit.

Oliveira stood there with a calm expression: "The musket is something to make up for the weak... but if you can prove some ability, I will consider custom-making a suitable firearm for you."

The unreasonable words made Victor calmer. He realized that the elf had no intention of killing, otherwise the witch hunter would have ended his eternal hunt after the close combat just now.

In that case, let me see the elf's swordsmanship!

Throwing the musket aside, Victor focused on fighting Oliveira with his rapier.

The witch hunter's swordsmanship style is gorgeous yet deadly. The light sword is by no means a suitable battlefield weapon. Except for stabbing, the threat it poses to armored units is too small.

But for a duel, a light sword is a good choice. It is agile and fast. As long as you can seize the opportunity and stab the tip of the sword into the opponent's fatal position, the battle can be ended.

On the other hand, Oliveira continued with his previous habit, with a wide and open sword style. It seemed that he failed to hit Victor every time, but as long as he changed the rhythm of his steps, the witch hunter's head would soon fall to the ground.

The battle lasted for quite some time. From the beginning, after adapting to the rhythm of the elves' swordsmanship, Victor was gradually able to confront them head-on, but soon Oliveira would quietly escalate his offensive to a higher level, so that the witch hunter always maintained a high level of pressure.

This teaching called battle was forced to end when the rapier in Victor's hand broke. This rune rapier from the Anvil of Vaal had broken in the hands of Oliveira's sword guard after too many poor responses to attacks.

A big man, panting, this is Victor's current state. He has seen sword duelists from the Southern Kingdom. Their martial arts are as good as those of the inner circle knights of the empire.

But Oliveira's sword was not the fancy and fancy sword that one would expect from an elf. Instead, it had a sense of simplicity and heaviness. It was extremely rigid and regular, like a picture in a textbook. But one could not dodge it and could only take it head-on.

The elf didn't even show any agility, and completely crushed him with just his swordsmanship.

Throwing down the half-broken rapier, Victor uttered an uncomfortable word.

"I lost."

Oliveira stopped his attack and secretly assessed the witch hunter's strength in his mind.

He has great potential. Although he had trouble keeping up with the pace of battle at first, he is adapting to it in the battle...

But why would His Majesty pay attention to an insignificant witch hunter? There are many people in the empire who have more potential than him.

"Can we continue?"

Victor stretched out his trembling hands. The power of the elves was much more terrifying than he had imagined. If the light sword had not been able to dissipate the force and there was no need to confront the force head-on, his hands would probably have been crippled.

The witch hunter is a little thin, and looks like a short elf. Apart from his agility, his only decent willpower is his willpower.

Oliveira looked at Victor's shaking hands and shook his head with a little disappointment.

"You need some time to train so that you can adapt to future battles."

"But why would the elven commander personally train a witch hunter? From what I understand, your relationship with the Empire is far less than that of Kislev."

"Heh, don't ask too many questions. You just need to know that we have no ill will towards you... On the contrary, we have a great interest in you."

Oliveira left the blood pit with his great sword, leaving only Elvis who had been watching. "Don't worry too much about failure. Oliveira is known as the Blade of the Dragon Lord, and is the most famous Blade Lord in Ulthuan..."

"Failure is failure, and looking for excuses is a cowardly act." Victor picked up the pistol on the ground. In an unfamiliar environment, the weapon in his hand is the source of his sense of security.

This statement deeply won Elvis's admiration. Caledo hated failure. If he did not succeed, it could only be attributed to his lack of ability, and he could never use excuses to cover it up.

After straightening his disheveled coat and putting on the tall hat that had fallen off during the battle, the witch hunter glanced at the double-tailed giant snake sculpture in the central area and concluded that it was an out-and-out barbaric god.

"You want the Children of the Empire to do something. Actions without reason will only confuse people."

"You mean, we will harm you? Haha." Elvis shook his head and smiled, thinking that this was indeed a bit weird. When he was fooled by His Majesty and the Prophet in the past, he had the same mentality as Victor.

The Riddler may seem very high-end, but to the listener, everything seems incomprehensible.

"Sotek wishes to see you. This may change your fate. Stand before the statue and let the eyes of the forked serpent gaze upon the Son of the Empire."

Victor said this without any fear and stood straight in front of the statue.

He silently recited the holy texts of the Church of Sigmar in his heart, and firmly believed in the double-tailed comet, refusing to be corrupted by the barbaric gods of other races.

The man and the snake stared at each other for a long time, until the arrival of dusk and the breeze blew the fallen leaves on Victor's cheeks, and Elvis felt something was wrong.

This doesn't make sense. Why doesn't the statue react at all? Isn't this person Victor Salzepi, one of the five strongest men?
Confused, Elvis walked to the statue and kicked the giant snake's tail hard.

This disrespectful act made Victor's eyebrows jump. Is this the Chosen One of Sotek? Kick the statue of his own god.

After a while, Elvis' smile froze.

Victor Salzpyre is indeed one of the five strongest, but Grandpa Sotek does not want to bless him, thinking that the man who shouted "For Sigma" is the most handsome.

The Grand Master of the Horned Viper coughed twice, indicating that Victor did not need to look at the giant snake anymore.

"You shout, in the name of Sigmar, Warhammer, and the Empire."

"What?" Victor was stunned. The elf's request was too weird.

After coughing twice and clearing his throat, Elvis imitated the passionate shouts of the human knights in his memory and shouted loudly: "In the name of Sigmar, Warhammer and the Empire!"

To be fair, as the son of an important noble family, Elvis had his voice specially trained, and many Dragon Princes commented that he had the style of his late father.

But for some reason, he sounded like a woman when he recited the empire's war cry.

This strange and feminine tone immediately made Victor a little angry: "Unforgivable, this is Sigmar's will! You must pay the price for this!"

The sharp and passionate voice made the ruby ​​eyes of the two-tailed giant snake sculpture flicker.

Elvis continued, "In the name of the double-tailed comet!"

"Damn it! For Sigmar and Warhammer, I will judge you!" (End of this chapter)