Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

"This kind of technology...what do I need to pay for it?"

Carl didn't care about the strange things he encountered along the way, such as super-heavy tanks, airships ready to take off, and ultra-long-range mortars.

But it was only with this double-action technique that he showed an impatient need.

The Empire has conducted research on simplifying the shooting process to make the fire output faster, and some experimental revolvers have also appeared in Wiesen Territory.

But that was Wesson, not Rick, and the emperor could not guarantee that the Countess, who was known as the political socialite of the empire, would ask for anything from Aldolf in order to meet the needs of the engineers and a little bit of hidden conditions.

Industrialization seemed to have been achieved, but it also seemed not to have been achieved. In addition to causing the empire's population to surge and cities to become more crowded, more serious land annexation became more obvious.

Seeing that the emperor had taken the bait, Draconir showed a relieved smile. He really liked technology sharing. As long as some important equipment was blocked, Rick County would have to consider its future say.

"No hurry, we still have some time..."

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The Lord of Wind Howl City looked sternly at the women soldiers in front of him who were preparing for war. He could not set a precedent by recruiting women into the army on a large scale.

The hidden dangers are too great. The gender differences among elves are not obvious, but there is no doubt that men are always more adaptable in some extreme situations.

Agthel was willing to take the blame for letting a group of militiamen risk their lives by hiding in rat holes, but if it were women... After the war, he might have to consider swearing to stay in the Dragonbone Wasteland for life to wash away the shame.

"I understand your feelings, but the palace's order is not to recruit women into the army in any form."

"But there are still many sisters working for the kingdom, and we want to contribute our part as well."

The girls who bowed their heads and waited made Agthel feel more and more troubled. It was true that he was a war advocate, but that didn't mean he was a madman who used the lives of his people as resources.

The already low birth rate made him unwilling to do so. The aftermath of the war not only tore through the soldiers mentally, but was also extremely merciful physically.

If he agreed to the requests of the dozen girls in front of him, and if the war became intense, they would have to stay on the emergency front for a long time. At least one-fifth of them would need strict treatment to have normal fertility.

"I disagree. It's as simple as that. No matter the logistics or medical care in the war zone, you don't need to be involved. Just stay in Fengxiao City."

The leading girl was obviously not frightened by the Dragon Prince's aura. She rolled her eyes and said, "Sir, you know that many of our compatriots are not used to human medical methods..."

Agathel interrupted the debate forcefully, "Don't say such stupid things, Lindana, they are very adaptable to human medical methods."

The perceptive elf knew that they were touching on something that shouldn't be discussed, so they immediately chose to shut up. The girl said dejectedly, "We are not nobles, but we also want to contribute. Our husbands, brothers, and children are all working hard for the kingdom, but we can only stay at home and wait silently. This is not Caledor's way."

The long silence made the girls feel that there might be hope, and they followed their elder sister's example and hung their heads in dejection, as if lamenting the unfairness of fate.

"I'll consider it, but don't hold out too much hope..." "Thank you for your understanding, and I wish you good luck in martial arts."

The girls left happily, leaving only a lonely lord standing there in silence. What happened to this kingdom? I actually rejected a group of young people who wanted to be loyal to me.

Reviewing documents is always tedious, especially before going on an expedition, he needs to deal with the thoughts of the nobles of Wind Howl City. In particular, after hearing that the dragons would not be deployed on a large scale, a group of dragon princes became extremely emotional.

The dragon spear was almost rusted into an iron needle, but there was no blood. I just thought I could take the monkey knight as the next trophy, but I was told that I had no chance to participate. This was so infuriating.

The constant coming and going of nobles and commoners made the lord want to find a quiet place for a while, and announced that this was not his decision, and if he had the ability, he could go to Kaled and Lothern to make trouble and see what the two Caledor had to say.

Unwilling to continue, Agthor decided to leave and asked the herald, "Where is Draknir?"

"His Highness is currently in the vicinity of Anaheim. News has come from the palace that he is accompanying the Emperor of the Empire on a tour."

"Another boring tour. I really don't know how much they like humans."

With a curse, the Lord of Howling Wind City announced that he had to leave for important matters. The noisy people were asked to move to another place and go to Tal Kaled to find the Speaker.

This also caused some changes in the visit between Draconir and the two imperial men.

The Lord of Howling Wind City came to the New World after a long time. For the elves, they usually stay in one place. If they have plans to travel, they will often live in the target point for more than ten years, maybe to accompany friends or to study.

But Agthor had no intention of setting foot in the new world. His favorite place to go was Naggaroth in the north, and he would support Masno from time to time to kill a few Chaos Barbarians to prevent his martial arts from becoming rusty.

This time, he spent two days visiting the New World. From the perspective of the New World city, this was a visit from the top bosses of the kingdom, so naturally he had to show his best side.

Therefore, when he met Draknir, it was already the fourth day before Carl arrived at the Dragon Palace.

"I really can't imagine when humans have large-scale magic organizations, economic institutions, and academic research institutes... hundreds of wizards who only obey the city hall, an elite army without any elves involved, several captive Lustria beasts, a military management system that is not supervised by the parliament, and ambiguous transportation routes that are difficult to clarify with the Tsar's court.

Draknir, what you are doing is very dangerous... Reality has proven more than once that humans are not a race that can be trusted. I personally sent the ancestors of these people onto the transport ship and hanged their hated Erlengrad Hetman, giving them hope of survival.

But the result was the shameless betrayal of the Bloody Tsarine, and that..."

"We always have to adapt to this, Agthor." Draconir declined the wine offered to him and also sat on the rocks by the sea, looking at the endless ships in the distance.

"You should understand that we only have two choices: treat them as slaves, engage in the lowest level of occupations, live a mediocre and ignorant life, and become walking bipedal animals...

You personally gave humans the status of equal citizens just to meet the needs of the war. I don't deny that this is... pathetic.

But the result is that I have to deal with the mess you left behind." (End of this chapter)