Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

Victor did not choose the weapon Juan gave him. It was too exaggerated. The smallest machete was heavier than the weapon used by the largest knight.

He pointed to a long sword on a wooden rack in the corner of the command room, and used euphemisms to express himself casually.

"I think the right weapon is far more important than looking strong and sophisticated."

Juan was stunned, and a strange look passed by the long sword on the wooden rack.

This sword was a wedding gift from His Majesty to Elvis in recognition of the outstanding contributions that the son of Harandur had made to the kingdom over the past hundred years. A part of the sword was a fragment of his grandfather's sword, proving that the Dragon Lord had recognized that he could inherit the glory of his family.

This is a ceremonial sword with more symbolic significance than practical significance. Since Elvis got it, he has never used it in battle. He just regards it as a psychological sustenance for his grandfather.

Juan wanted to explain that the ancient long sword you took a fancy to was more valuable than any weapon you had ever seen.

But Elvis found this very interesting. He took the lead and said, "Okay, but you need to prove that you are worthy of this sword."

Grand Master Horned Viper personally picked up the sword from the wooden rack, grasped the hilt and pulled it out slightly. A cold light emerged from the fine steel, and a slight sound of wind came from outside the window.

"Juan, take Victor to the armory. He will have the third-level arms mobilization rights for the giant horned viper."

Only thirty inner circle knights have the third-level right to mobilize arms, and can transfer a squad of one hundred armed men from the armory without any request.

As the priest led the witch hunters to the armory, Elvis stared at the sword in his hand for a long time. If the prophecy was true, this one-eyed human would burst out with unparalleled faith.

The prophecy of the ancient saints... Interesting. Let me see what kind of brilliance a mortal can display.

When Victor walked into the armory, he was overwhelmed by the dazzling array of weapons.

Due to the environment of the Laurent Forest, the arsenal was built in a cave. In order to meet the growing needs of war, the cave has been completely hollowed out and several different areas have been built inside.

The place he came to now was the general armament area at the bottom level, which was equipped with spears, oak shields, swords, bows and crossbows... a series of traditional elves' equipment.

In addition to these, there are weapons used by humans, such as... muskets.

There are many types of muskets, from easy-to-carry pistols, to hand cannons with a caliber large enough to be as thick as an arm, portable black powder bombs, incendiary bombs... and some things that are difficult to understand.

"Adrian, take this witch hunter to get something suitable."

Juan left cursing, leaving Victor alone to communicate with the armory manager.

What surprised the witch hunters was that the armory manager was a human.

Young Adrian was very enthusiastic, and after hearing that it was the order from the Grand Master, he invited Victor to visit every layout of the armory.

Perhaps he simply thought that this witch hunter represented the Church of Sigmar and was preparing to carry out deeper cooperation with the Horned Viper.

Walking in the cave, Victor picked up a spear and asked Delia without leaving any trace: "Are you good at using this...simple weapon?"

The spear is a weapon with extremely high upper and lower limits. A farmer holding a spear only needs to learn the stabbing action to kill a careless warrior.

In the hands of a professionally trained person, they can fully utilize the advantage of distance and play with the opponent at their fingertips.

But humans' use of spears is far inferior to that of elves. This is the consensus reached after two hundred years of contact.

Delia touched the back of his head and smiled innocently: "Not bad, I'm lucky enough to have a few fights with the Inner Circle Knights." "Really? I heard that the Inner Circle Knights of the Giant Horned Viper are all dragon princes with superb martial arts."

Over the years, more and more people have come to feel the connection between Sotek and the Father of Dragons, causing many young nobles who had originally left to return to the Order.

Some are honorary knights in name only, while others are the inner-circle knights who are the backbone of the fighting force.

There are not many knights in the inner circle, only thirty, but their fighting power...

Even if a dragon is carrying a pig on its back, it is still a dragon.

"That's only the level of two moves. It's all thanks to my father's good teaching... My grandfather's grandfather was fortunate enough to become a member of the Red Scale Knights, serving the Grand Master and passing down martial arts to future generations."

My grandfather’s grandfather…that should have been one hundred and thirty years ago.

If you want to test his intelligence, then start with the thing he is most proud of. Victor pretended to be surprised, "Are you Mrs. Kisli?"

"Strictly speaking, I am of Kislev Gsdabol descent. Since Caledor passed the Human Civilian Act, I have been a Caledonian citizen. My family has taken root in Qingyan Port. Some of them work in the city hall, and some join the Northern Army to serve the honorable champion warriors. I continue my grandfather's tradition and serve the god Sotek."

"Your family must have stayed in the Giant Horned Viper for a long time, right?"

Yadri's face was full of pride. "We have served the Lord for one hundred and sixty-seven years and were the first followers to enter the Giant Horned Viper."

"Don't you want to be a knight?"

"Of course I do, but..." Yadli looked embarrassed, "But after the Grand Master focused on Lauren Loren, the chances of becoming a knight have become fewer. It is difficult for us to hunt ratmen for sacrifice to the gods."

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Adrian apologized quickly, saying that he had wasted a lot of time and had not yet found something suitable for the witch hunter.

After some trouble, a lightweight chain mail lined with iselama silver, two pistols, and some black powder bombs for emergency use were found.

Finally, Victor picked up an obsidian-shaped sphere. He could feel the presence of magic inside.

"Is this a magic bomb?"

"Yes, this is a magic bomb that was recently launched. It is used for teams that don't have any means to counter spells. It can break curses and illusions cast by wizards."

"Very good stuff." After putting the things away, Victor asked tentatively one last time.

"Does the Viper's armory... have steam tanks?"

Adrian was a little embarrassed. If he said yes, it would seem like a slap in the face of the empire. Years of industrial development had only allowed Wishen Lords to produce some inferior imitations, which were far inferior to the originals made by Leonardo.

But to say no is to question the creativity of Priest Juan. There is indeed an experimental steam tank on the top floor of the armory, but the environment of the Laurentau Forest is not suitable for use.

"Probably, probably, or maybe not. As you know, although I am an administrator, some things are highly confidential and I am not very clear about them."

This expression and tone show that it definitely happened.

Victor sighed. No matter how many years have passed, the Empire's technology still seems to need to be improved. (End of this chapter)