Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Half a month later, amidst a burst of anticipation, the tank Conqueror, which Imrik had been waiting for for a long time, finally arrived at Qingyan Port along with the warship.

It was Christopher who had some conflicts with Imrik during the Great Holy War who was responsible for the transportation of the empire's heavy equipment.

There are a few silver threads on the head of the white wolf master, and wrinkles appear on the face washed by the wind and snow all year round. Only the white wolf fur cloak on the shoulders and the body under the plate armor are as tough as ever.

"It's been a long time, Your Highness the Dragon Prince. Your Majesty Magnus asked me to say hello to you. Thank you for agreeing to the empire's request for cooperation." Christopher took the initiative to say hello, and the honor of the Destroyer of the Damned City is still extremely loud in the old world.

As a person who entered Prager himself, he undoubtedly understood the gold content better.

"Christoff, I didn't expect that the White Wolf Master would be responsible for the transportation of the Conqueror. This really surprised me." Imrik really didn't expect to meet him. The status of the White Wolf Master is quite high in the empire, and he has no significant influence in the south, but in the north of the empire, Christoph is the actual war lord.

As long as the Great Pope Ulrich issues a jihad order, all fighters who believe in Ulrich will join the banner of the White Wolf, and the electors who want to gain influence will inevitably send soldiers to fight for Ulrich together.

"I came here this time not only to transport the Conqueror, but also to discuss some important matters with you." After almost ten years, Christophe was much calmer than Imrek had imagined. It seems that dealing with the southerners of the Empire made the White Wolf Master also have to learn some communication skills.

"Send the Conqueror to the military factory and let the engineer check the situation." Imrik asked the Imperials to get the Conqueror inside first, and then looked behind the White Wolf Grand Master.

The two knights in silver polished plate armor looked majestic like wolves, and their chest-length beards showed no signs of trimming.

A faint white mist enveloped the body, as if being watched by Urik all the time.

"It seems that you plan to ask me for some private matters, otherwise you wouldn't bring the Teutonic Guard with you."

Christoph nodded, and waved his hand to signal the two warriors guarding the flame of Urik behind him to relax.

"Can you find a suitable place, I have a command from the Pope to tell you."

The port is not a place to talk. Imrik brought Kristoff to a secret room. He was going to bring the captain of the guard Creon into it. When he saw two Teutonic guards stopping at the door, he knew what the nature of the conversation was.

He signaled Creon to wait with the Teutonic guards, asked Kristoff to close the door, and asked,
"So what is it that requires you to go there yourself? I don't think that the status of the Dragon Prince is enough for the Grand Mentor of the White Wolf Knights to act as a messenger."

Christophe, who was standing there, gradually became serious. He reached into the armor, took out a white wolf fang, and held it with both hands.

Looking down at the wolf fang, his eyes were full of fanaticism, not at all like the calm just now.

"My lord sent an oracle not long ago, ordering the Pope to let me hand over this holy relic to your hands."

Urik?Imrik was a little confused about this, after all, he had no dispute with the gods of the empire.

But he still walked over and picked up the snow-white fangs in Christopher's hand.

Under Christopher's frantic gaze, the fangs began to emit a white light, and he could feel the consciousness of the White Wolf God appearing here.

An incomparably friendly atmosphere lingers around, although the gaze is not on himself, but on an elf, which inevitably makes devout believers feel a little lost.

A moment later, Imrik put down his fangs, his face became extremely weird.The Sotek snake greeted Urik the white wolf, saying that if they wanted to better resist chaos and help the empire, they would come to find themselves.

Urik, who didn't know the real situation, thought he was the God-Chosen incarnation of Sotek. Since Sotek's brother thinks that the sharp ears are reliable, he must strengthen cooperation, otherwise the wave of destruction thousands of years ago will repeat.

Imrik chose to contact Sotek and asked what was going on with it, and why did you have something to do with Urik.

The snake responded, much faster than Tehenhauin.

"There is no concept of timeline for the appearance of gods. As long as I appeared, I knew Yurik a long time ago. Since you, me, and him all have the same goal, isn't what you are encountering now a very reasonable situation?"

"Besides, with Ulrich's influence in the empire, you can not only influence the empire politically, but as long as you establish a good relationship with these white wolf barbarians, it will be much easier to do anything in the future."

"You will really find me something to do." Imrik was extremely speechless about this. He has only seen people seek relationships with gods, but he has never seen gods seek relationships with people. Where is your prestige as an ancient saint?

After sighing, Imrik threw the snow-white fangs over, looking at the white wolf master who was still waiting, and in his haste to take over, he pulled out the chair and sat down.
"White Wolf God, oh, forget it, Urick told me something, and Caledon will establish a strategic partnership with the White Wolf Church."

Christoph put the snow-white fangs in his arms first, then asked, "That's all?"

"Don't you think Urik will fail to choose an elf as a god? I don't accept it because he did it."

Although this somewhat contemptuous remark aroused some displeasure from the white wolf mentor, since Urick didn't say anything, he continued to talk about the next thing honestly.

"Regarding the cooperation with Caledon, the Pope believes that as long as it is Ulrich's oracle, the two parties should naturally deepen their ties in many ways. Regarding Caledo's previous invitation to let the imperial people settle in the New World, the Pope will vote in favor of it at the Elector Council."

"It's a nice act of kindness, but it doesn't actually have much to do with Ulrich's true intentions." Imrik rubbed his brows and eyes. Gaining the friendship of Ulrich Church is naturally a very meaningful thing.

After the Naggaroth battlefield, the Kislev mercenaries, except Raskol, will return to their hometown. As long as the expected plan can be followed, they will become a political force independent of the Tsar and the Orthodox Church under the leadership of non-commissioned officers.

As long as these pro-Caledonians stand firm and cooperate with the Ulric Sect to actively fight against chaos, the threat to the north of the Old World will become extremely small within a hundred years.

Not to mention the importance of the Ulrich Sect in the empire, if you go to the empire by yourself, you might still be able to enjoy the treatment of the Phoenix King.

But it seemed a bit too sudden, and I really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. (end of this chapter)