Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

"I have a proposal, Master Rosetina."

The proud elf didn't even look up at Kurt, always concentrating on the book in his hands.

The elves certainly understood Imperial, but they obviously didn't want to show that they could understand the monkey language.

Kurt tilted his head and motioned for the translator to come over and speak.

"I have a proposal, Lord Rosetina (Elf)."

"I also have a suggestion. Get out of my territory (court elf language)."

The knight who was serving as the translator shrugged. He was only in his early thirties, and it was already difficult for him to translate the common elven language without any obstacles. How could he have the energy to study the court elven language with a more complex grammatical structure?

Kurt raised his hand to signal the knight to retreat, and walked around the cell of only 20 square meters with great interest. From the beds, bedding, chairs, bookcases, bathtubs and other items that had been placed there, he observed that there were often signs of movement.

In particular, most of the classics on the bookcase had a faint smell of ink. Obviously, someone would replace them for Rossetina every once in a while.

Apart from the simple equipment, this place doesn't look like a prison at all, but rather like a monastery.

This isn't a prison sentence, it's more like a form of protection?
Kurt had an idea in his mind. He moved to the edge of the cell and looked at the mine pit covered with steel thorns at the bottom.

"I have a suggestion on how to clear your name and regain your noble honor."

Rosetina remained unmoved, only his pointed ears twitched slightly, indicating that he was indeed listening to Kurt.

"This time I came with Emperor Franz, and was invited by Prince Caledo to visit various places in the Dragon Kingdom... Your prince also hinted to me that I can freely look for suitable candidates in prison."

"You should go to Nagarythe, not Caledor. Monkeys and Druzil are more suitable... This is a land of bravery and honor, not conspiracy and weakness."

The knight translated the above conversation truthfully. He could see that the elves led by the Phoenix King were relatively normal and open-minded. The reason why His Majesty the Emperor was not received by any nobles was probably mostly because of Rosetina's appearance.

“But the monkey is also brave enough to wield a stick instead of using a discarded steel spike as a sword… Think about it, Master Rosetina.

This cooperation must have the support of the Phoenix King. Do you want to bow and apologize to the innocent humans who sacrificed, or show your loyalty with greater achievements, repay your pride, and your responsibility to the monarch? "

Rossetina was obviously moved, but still maintained her pride: "You are not the emperor of the empire, so you cannot promise me this achievement."

"So, does achievement need to be promised? When Caledor Dragon Tamer was studying, did he ever think that he would save the world one day? When His Majesty Imrik lost his brother a thousand years ago, did he ever think that he could drive out the Witch King's army? When His Majesty Imrik lost his father at that time, did he ever think about ending the division of the elves and becoming the greatest Phoenix King?"

Kurt knew the inner thoughts of the warriors. The taciturn warriors were always attracted to greatness and ideals because they knew that the price of all this was silence.

"Kurt Helberg, you are more interesting than I expected..." Rosetina put away the book, stood up silently, and extended his hand to the knight translator.

"sword."

Kurt asked the knight to hand over the sword, and he knew the price of getting the warrior's help.

Go prove yourself, prove you are worthy enough for them to wield the sword.

Marshal Rick drew his sword in perfect harmony and stood at the end without the protection of the wall, which made Rosetina smile: "You should have read my records. You should know... your position may lead to unnecessary misunderstandings between the two countries." "Of course, but I have to prove my courage. The empire has no way out, just like mine now. There are powerful enemies ahead and a dead end behind."

The sword cut through the air and reached Kurt's face. The sword in Rosetina's hand seemed to be an extension of her body, stabbing out at a distance that violated Marshal Rick's common sense. The little light on the sword was like a ray of dawn that pierced through the darkness, but it brought dusk to the enemy.

Can’t hide…

Kurt's heart sank, and he chose to fight back more fiercely. This was not a life-and-death fight, but a contest of beliefs, which made Rosetina recognize the empire's determination.

The marshal raised his hands high, his body sank, and a bolt of lightning from the blue sky struck down, pointing directly at the sword light that brought dusk.

The marshal's sword blade hit Rosetina's sword blade without any deviation. With great faith and determination, Kurt ignored the iron chips piercing his cheek and kept sinking down. The contest between steel and steel ended with most of the long sword in Rosetina's hand being cut off.

"Yes, you have the heart of a warrior..." Rosetina threw the sword that had turned into an iron bar to Knight Rick. He walked to the closet and took out a brand new robe. "As agreed in advance, I will not bow to your emperor, nor will I bow to any imperial man. Everything I do is only to restore the honor of my family and the trust of the two Caledors."

"Of course. I would not expect a dragon prince to submit to the empire. It is a great honor to receive help."

Rosetina nodded and signaled the Knight Interpreter to hand him the roster.

While Kurt was treating his cheek injury, Rosetina sat on the bed and pondered the people on the roster, asking questions from time to time.

"Gravekeeper, why is Milton still alive? I remember him..."

"He was bewitched by the followers of Slaanesh, and committed some unforgivable sins with his mother... Your Majesty's idea is to execute him outright, and make an example of the punishment for those who have liaisons with Chaos.

But the Prince thinks..."

"Okay, damn empathy again."

After shaking his head, Rossetina pointed out a few people: "Duwa, the forbidden wizard who researched the body rune transformation technology without authorization; Orlando, the genius siege master who accidentally blew up several human monkeys..."

"Siegemaster?"

Rosetina nodded and repeated, "Siege Master is a recently emerging profession. Their only pursuit is to forge giant weapons that can destroy a city in an instant."

“It’s a bit exaggerated.”

Kurt couldn't believe that this was happening, but considering the situation in Karak Dreadnought, it seemed possible.

"He's a lunatic, even by the standards of a Caledonian technician.

But he still has a lot of control..."

The gravekeeper coughed twice and asked Rosetina to be careful with her words: "Sir, Orlando has access to many confidential Caledonian technologies, as well as some intelligence that cannot be disclosed to the public. Please be aware of your identity."

"I'm just a criminal. You should be dead instead of wearing this black robe."

Rossetina cursed, but in the end he did not reveal who Orlando was, but he was willing to take Kurt to the third floor to see this crazy scholar. (End of this chapter)