Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

"How many people can the elves produce?"

Thorgrim made no secret of making a decision that went against his ancestors' teachings. Snorri Whitebeard had already written off the hatred between the dwarves and the elves in the name of their ancestors, and he didn't want to pretend anymore.

This earthquake made the High King feel deeply fearful, as if the great catastrophe four thousand years ago that directly caused the Mountain Kingdom to fall into an era of sorrow might happen again.

At least Pointy Ears knows magic... and can put a stop to the rat-like shenanigans a little.

"Are the Phoenix King's guards not enough?"

Atila sat calmly on the bench, with Creon and Boccachiri on either side, looking like she was doing her job properly.

Thorgrim did not get angry. He looked towards the open space outside: "As far as I know, Prince Iris, as the war lord, seems to be more qualified to represent Imrik. You have a close relationship with him, but you have never set foot in the Old World...

Moreover, Eternal Peak and Caledor have signed a defensive alliance agreement against the greenskins. I require Imrik, the father of the current Prince Caledor, to attend and give a clear answer as to whether the Dragon Kingdom army, which is closest to Karak Dreadnought, is capable of providing support.

Or in other words…”

Thorgrin turned his gaze and looked at Etila calmly: "You can also attend on behalf of Prince Caledor and fulfill the promise of the Dragon Court."

The dichotomy is simple and effective. If it were in Ulthuan, Atira could be said to represent Caledor. In fact, before Aidrod passed away, she often attended public events as the mistress of the dragon court.

But now... it is really difficult for Atila to give Thorgrin an accurate answer.

"The Laurenlorn Forest is very far from here. I'm afraid that Karak Dreadnought Fort has fallen, and the Legion will have difficulty reaching here..."

Thorgrin fell into a rare silence, as if he was considering something. After thinking for a moment, he chose to ignore Atila, who had not yet expressed her specific attitude, and asked directly the Phoenix King's confidant.

"Crion, regarding the Abyss Cleansing Agreement, should the Dragon Court be terminated?"

The Abyss refers to the Eight Peaks Mountain, an important mountain fortress known as the Queen of the Silver Abyss. It has always been the focus of Caledor's attention a hundred years ago.

Some extreme plans were decided by Imrik. The Abyss Cleansing was a legion specially designed to break through the greenskin encirclement. They would use the power of the guide stone to enter the mountain fortress and forcibly take away the dragon horn.

After the information was declassified, a large number of strategic plans about Karak Eight Peaks were made public. Not only did the elves prepare many backup plans, but Eternal Peak also prepared many plans. Both sides were disgusted on the surface, but even more so in their hearts.

Creon pondered for a while. He did not consult Atila's opinion. After all, according to the promise of the Dragon Court, in an emergency, the legion stationed in the Old World is obliged to respond to the High King's request for support.

However, because there was no specific area planned at the beginning, the scope of mutual support between the elves and dwarves was mostly concentrated between Sartosa and the Badlands.

"The agreement remains in place... My authority is limited to mobilizing the legions that have cleared the agreement. The joint defense agreement requires the approval of Prince Draknir."

"Who will come here if Prince Caledor agrees."

As the captain of the Phoenix King's guard, he still enjoyed extremely high rights of knowledge in the Dragon Palace and had reviewed countless files.

Creon was silent for a while, then spoke with difficulty.

"According to the rotation regulations, this year it is Oliveira's Edraze Army Vanguard." That's obvious. The support agreement has three regular legions... In addition to Oliveira, there are Davian and Asaniel.

The High King pondered for a moment and said, "Your prince will agree to this request... I will discuss the next matter with Oliveira."

what?
Under Atila's slightly surprised gaze, the High King left the scene with his entourage without giving any face to the humans and elves present.

As they passed by, Agrim shook his head slightly at Attila with a hint of disappointment, thinking that such a test was unnecessary. Even if Imrik was present, he would choose to help after hearing the implicit compromise in the High King's words.

Instead of being like a petty businessman who always wants to take the initiative in the transaction.

This puzzled Atila, and the final result was that the princess looked at Oliveira, who had teleported here with the Edreze army, with a strange look in her eyes.

The chosen one of the Lord of Blades, although somewhat puzzled by the look in the princess' eyes, still followed his custom and reported to Etila.

"Your Highness Etila, Prince Draknir ordered me to urgently support Karak Dreadnought. Due to the limitations of the teleportation spell, the first batch will only have 300 people... By the way, where is His Majesty?"

"I don't know, maybe he's walking his bird in the forest."

The princess was so angry that she made Oliveira confused. He looked sideways and asked Boccachiri, but he finally got a slight shake of his head, indicating that he should not be provoked.

As he thought about it, Atila became angrier and angrier. How did I become an outsider, excluded by the dwarves and humans? Wasn't it because I didn't participate in the Great Crusade, the Kislev Vampire War, or the Battle for Eight Peaks?

But from Thorgren's tone, it seems that he would rather talk to someone who represents the name of Caledon...

Atila's tone was stiff, no longer as gentle and tactful as before when facing Oliveira in the palace: "You will represent Caledor at the meeting. In name, you are the spokesperson for Prince Caledor and the Dragon Lord. Give me a detailed report after the meeting."

"But... Prince Caledo and the Dragon Lord, what's the difference?" Oliveira spread his hands helplessly. Is there any explanation for this? He was arranged by the former mistress of the Dragon Palace to attend the event on behalf of Caledo and his son.

"Don't ask too much, I am..." Atila raised her eyebrows slightly and gave Oliveira a look that said you understand.

"Well... I just hope the High King still remembers me."

The next day, upon hearing of Oliveira's arrival, the humans and dwarves held another review meeting.

Unlike the cautious probing during the meeting with Atila, Oliveira was obviously much more familiar with the dwarves, and Agrim even patted the elf's arm and spoke frankly.

“I still like Masno’s people. They are much better than Asaniel and Davian who can only fart. And Adila…I haven’t seen her for so many years, but she is still the same. She always thinks that everyone has intentions towards Imrik.

It must be that Eltharion, that fool, knows some weird magic and went to investigate the ratmen, otherwise it would not be her turn to attend."

Oliveira, who had personally experienced the Vampire War and the Battle of Karak Eight Peaks, had long been recognized for his abilities by both humans and dwarves. If Eltharion had been investigating the source of the earthquakes with Elspeth, he would be the most trusted high-ranking elf in Ulthuan among the two races present.

"It's okay, it's okay... I'm just following orders." Oliveira said casually, greeting the Supreme King and the Human Emperor in a familiar manner.

Most of the time, he is considered a Caledorian banner planted in the Old World, responsible for conveying the voice of Ulthuan to the Empire, Kislev, and the Dwarves. (End of this chapter)