Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

"You bring back some bad memories for me, Prince Caledor."

Malus's face looked a little gloomy, he hated the feeling of having his life controlled by others. This was exactly the same as when the Witch King controlled the alchemy potion and forced him to surrender in order to fight for control of his body.

"Really? I thought you, Druzy, would like this feeling... It's not cooperation, it's not profit, it's just a master-slave relationship that can't be refused."

Draknir kept smiling, seemingly completely unconcerned about Malus's hidden threat. He had always believed that his father's attitude towards Druzy was too... gentle, and that execution and purges would not make Druzy completely surrender.

Seduction, pressure, endless brainwashing... this is the only way to resolve the divisive situation, even if it will make most of the Druzys, who instinctively show their value, become walking puppets in the end.

"Listen, Malus, I need someone to lead Druzil. Kuran has lost the support of the people, and is only relying on the legacy of the Witch King to maintain his leadership. Locsia doesn't care about anything other than plunder, and is obsessed with gaining the favor of Marselan... Only you still maintain your passion for power. You will not be willing to stay under the Shadow King, worrying all day about when the Shadow Walker's sharp arrow will penetrate the window and pierce your throat, which is no longer protected by the power of the Great Demon.

Perhaps one day, you will be able to return to Naggaroth, reestablish your rule over Blackrock, and assume supreme position among the Drukir."

“How can I ensure that I won’t die on some trumped-up charges before I achieve this status?

I have killed countless Asur, just as your father has killed countless Druzes. Let me guess, at least a million elves have died at his hands, directly or indirectly? And we will eventually pay for this sin."

Hearing Druzy talk about sins only made Draknir feel ridiculous. He shook his head and laughed sarcastically.

"A total of 2.16 million, of which 36,700 were executed for allegedly colluding with Chaos beliefs, 3,420 had serious tendencies to threaten the stability of the rule, and 413 questioned who was the Phoenix King of Destiny, and these were all Asur... Do you think I would tolerate a disobedient Druzy alive?"

“Is this coercion?”

“This is coercion.”

Draconian nodded calmly. He wanted to keep Ulthuan stable in order to deal with those villains hiding in the dark. As long as he could appease Malus Blackblade, the biggest hidden danger in Ulthuan, he would be able to feel at ease and decide on the next attack.

Malus lowered his head and thought about it, and finally a smile gradually rose at the corners of his mouth. He hated this feeling, but it was undeniable that every Druzy remembered deeply the taste of the whip and pain.

With a deep hatred in his heart, he can do anything. At this moment, Black Blade seems to have found his former feeling again...

"I have a condition regarding the candidate for the leader of the expedition to Norsca that your father decided on in the Old World."

"It will still be you, and I will give Nagarythe some support myself."

"No, I mean that you are preparing to launch a military campaign against the Old World, and Druzy wants to participate."

Such words made Draknir feel interesting. He poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.

"Can you explain why? Caledo may not be used to fighting alongside Druzie... Before killing the enemy, the dragon princes under my command may prefer to point their lances at you."

"Killing, pain and death... that's the reason."

"Interesting." The regent nodded in agreement to the request. If Malus understood the situation he was in, he would make some concessions and let those damned Druzes die sooner.

"In return, you should naturally participate in some...trivial discussions."…………

"So, your answer is to let this damn Druzy walk into our meeting room?!"

Agthor looked at Malus in disbelief as he was curious about the exhibits in the conference room. This was the Dragon Palace, and no Druzil had ever entered in an official capacity for thousands of years. It symbolized an absolute fortress that Asur could never be penetrated.

"My Lord Agthel, perhaps you are not satisfied with the result of the last war and are looking forward to another game with me?"

Malus leaned generously on the star wood bench, looking relaxed as if he was the master of the place.

The Battle of Dragon Gate, the Witch King's foolish decision to ask Malus to lead the cavalry to capture the fortress, ended with the two of them working in perfect harmony to occasionally send their men to engage in small-scale encounters. No one would be foolish enough to use cavalry to attack the fortress, and no one would be foolish enough to leave the city to fight a field battle with elite cavalry.

"Unbelievable." Edgar kept shaking his head, vaguely disappointed with Draknir. Even his father, who had made so many decisions that went against the ancestral teachings of Caledor, had never crossed the bottom line and allowed a Druzil to enter the court.

"At least his appearance here means that Druzy was not involved in the assassination. It could be good news... but it could also be bad news." Roning smiled mysteriously. The assassination had not yet been resolved, and now there was another piece of bad news that put Druzy into the core circle of Ossuan.

Their plan, which they had tried hard to convey through Oliveira's mouth, to curb the growth of Druzai's power was thwarted by Draknir.

The best option is to maintain the principle of non-cooperation...but is this possible? His father will not tolerate the nobles doing too many small actions.

What Imrik left to his children was a kingdom under the absolute control of the court. Even though the current ruler has relaxed his power a lot, it does not mean that the Caledor family has lost control.

It's all because we have over-mythologized him... Ronin laughed at himself. At that time, he was also a senior official who strongly supported Imrik's reforms and believed that this would make Caledor develop in a good direction.

Now it seems to have worked, but the change in status has made it impossible for Caledo and his son to fully consider the feelings of the Dragon Prince. Bringing Druzy into the core circle is a great courage and is in line with the great wish of unification.

But this happened too fast... It was only a hundred years since the end of the war, and many people still had those unforgettable memories, including Ed Terrys, who reacted most strongly to Malus.

Ed Terrys gripped the armrest, the indestructible star wood creaking under his strength, he almost doubted what he had seen today.

"Marus Blackblade, I should kill you now... to prevent the stench of Druzy from tainting the meeting room of this sacred manor. It is a great honor for you defeated ones to have Kuran Blackhand serve the Phoenix King. Now you still dream of corrupting Caledor?!"

"I have an obligation to remind you, Edtalis...Druzi has never been truly defeated. We obey the Phoenix King..."

The eyes became more and more unfriendly as Malus used the prefix to address him. Imrik was a usurper. He terminated the coronation of the Phoenix King against Asuryan's wishes. All the high-level officials knew this.

Feeling that the anger had worked, Malus smacked his head in regret and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, it was the Witch King Malekith. Druzil obeyed the order of the son of Aenarion and laid down his weapons to surrender to Imrik, but does surrender mean defeat?"

"This is sophistry!" Ed Terrys said sternly, his eyes full of anger.

"Yes, yes, that's why I'm sitting here... You should know that His Majesty the Phoenix King promised to give Druzy, Asrai, and Ainel the same power as Asur.

Druzil gave up his allegiance to the Witch King and submitted to the Dragon Lord. Is this how Caledor fulfilled his promise, using threats and oppression to try to drive away a Nagarythe Dread Lord? "(End of this chapter)