Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

"Even if you are an elf." Ariel said this in ancient elven language, questioning whether Imrik had forgotten his identity. As a pure-blood descendant of Caledor, he actually thought that humans had such power.

Imrik instead spoke Imperial tongue;
"Even if I'm an elf."

"Have you forgotten the name of Caledor and are willing to be with these mortals? The blood of the dragon flows in your body, and you should overlook the monkeys crawling on the ground."

When the Blood of Caledor was mentioned, Imric stood up slowly while holding on to the armrest, looking at the questioning Ariel.

"Being born noble does not mean that I am stupid; flowing the blood of a dragon does not mean that I regard life as trivial; the pride of our race does not mean that I cannot see the value of others. What about Asrai, who calls himself a noble race?
Stay in this jungle without order and reason, and as the horn blows, abandon the civilization accumulated by your ancestors for countless years, release the murderous desire in your heart, and transform into the appearance of a beast. Just like you, you can also be called Elf? "

"Stubbornness, prejudice, arrogance, this is Caledor." Ariel commented briefly on Imrik's words, then turned her attention back to Magnus, a mortal she knew.

Even when he saw her for the first time, he already understood that even his husband could not resist him, he was the empire.

But so what, the Emperor of the Empire can only rule for a hundred years, but Athel Loren is eternal.

"The empire should not..."

"It's not your turn for the Empire to tell you what to do!"

Before Ariel could finish speaking, Magnus interrupted decisively.

He finally understood that there were very few elven rulers with normal brain development like Imric who understood the common needs of both parties and were willing to express sincerity in exchange for mutual trust.

You can't be soft-spoken when talking to these twitchy elves.

"Humans, watch your words. What you are facing is Queen Ariel, the ruler of Athel Loren and the incarnation of the Mother Goddess Elsa." The cold Alohan of the Twilight Sisters reminded, holding the bowstring in his hand. It also seemed to be aiming for Magnus' head.

"What you are facing is the Emperor of the Empire, the Chosen God of Sigma and Ulric, the savior who destroyed the No. 12 Eternal Chosen Army - Magnus." Weitz's voice was emotionless, and he stared at the giant with cold eyes. Two women on the back of an eagle.

Elvis, who was watching, muttered to himself, "You have such a bad temper. It's so hard to admit your mistakes. With your attitude, who wants to listen to your nonsense?"

The albino snake skull chuckled, "You brat, do you want to experience it? I will give you the position of war lord of the Sotek Sect and the Slann Council, and the generalissimo of the six temple city legions. I guarantee that you will be better than the war lord." It’s getting a lot of limelight.”

"Stop talking nonsense, you're here to kill mice, or you're here to watch a show." Imrik's untimely complaint followed.

"Watching mice and watching a show by the way, you even care about this? I'm talking to my divine choice, what are you nagging about, you little elf?"

"He is mine, what are you nagging about? Believe it or not, I will go back to Lustria to eat red-crowned snake soup."

"I promise to fight you to death. I will let Tehenhuoyin perform the charcoal-roasted fire dragon in Caledor later."

Listening to the similar threatening words in his mind, Elvis sighed deeply, you two can't put down your dignity, it's hard to start a fight in front of other people, and you don't want to start a little theater in my head.

When the two bosses exchanged harsh words, Elvis carefully whispered, "What should we do with the two people on the stage? Let them continue to stalemate?"

After giving Sotek two big slaps, Imrik, who felt a little more comfortable, said,
"What else can we do? If Ariel really has the confidence to face Magnus, as long as the Empire is united, no force in the old world can stop it. If she really dares to target the Wild Hunt at the Empire, the next day The Gray Mountains are filled with human and dwarf engineers, firing cannons at Athel Loren every day, and even if Orion rides Durthu into battle, he will still be smashed to pieces by Gail Maraz."

"Why do I think it's so strange? Orion is the incarnation of Kunos." Elvis touched his head, feeling that the past impression was somewhat broken, so the incarnation of Kunos is not as good as Sigma and Ulric. The two chosen gods, are they so weak?

Hearing this, the two bosses laughed unkindly, but Imrik said first, "Do you know who Sotek's incarnation is?"

"Tehenhoyne?"

"No, it's the stupid Pakar next to you. His upper limit is Nakai and his lower limit is Gorok. Now he can smash you into a pulp with just one stick."

Hearing this, especially thinking of Nakai's feat of single-handedly slaughtering half of Krakalund, Elvis glanced at the person sitting next to him on the ground, holding a big cloth bag, and kept pinching the fish with his fingertips. The giant lizard that he fucked into his mouth, wonder if this thing can also be called the incarnation of a god?
Even picking up a random snake in Lustria is much more believable than this.

Thinking that his good friend was greedy, Pakar carefully took out a handful of dried fish from the bag. It looked like he really liked this kind of imperial-flavored food. He said in the authentic Caledorian accent Elvish,

"A whole bite?"

Elvis quickly waved his hand and said no. He had kept this giant lizard as a pet before, but now that he thought about it, it was really overstepping his bounds.

But the problem is, who would think of such a stupid monitor lizard becoming a god?

Pakar, who had not lost the dried fish, was filled with happiness. He took this hard-won delicacy to his mouth and carefully felt the fragrance emanating from the taste buds on the tip of his tongue.

Seeing two groups of people about to fight on the stage, I scratched my head and thought, why do I always think about fighting? Wouldn't it be good to eat some dried fish every day and bask in the sun?

"Don't look at it, he's as much of a fool as Sotek."

"You're just like Minas Nil, you have shit in your head."

The small theater in his mind was still going on, but the situation on the field had eased. After sensing that Magnus would never give in, Ariel expressed his attitude in a friendly manner,

"Athel Loren has no interest in participating in the power struggle, but if someone threatens the sacred forest, Asrai will naturally rise up and defend his homeland with spears and bows. Our enemies are not humans, but those who hate the forest. A covetous peeper.”

Magnus was noncommittal about this and ruthlessly stated a fact, proving that Ariel's words were particularly hollow.

"I respect Aslay's wish to protect his homeland, but according to the empire's observations over the years, Aslay's monarch Orion has been leading his troops to attack the surrounding races indiscriminately for many years. This has seriously affected the relationship between the races in the old world. normal communication.

Just the greenskins in the mountains, the endless beastmen, and the necromancers hanging out in the cemetery have already caused headaches for all parties. If Orion's annual wild hunting is added, how can the people's livelihood be stabilized and developed. "

"The Emperor is right. Orion must stop the Wild Hunt. 30 years ago, the crazy King Aslay slaughtered all the people of Quinalis. Even Duke Fred was fighting to protect his people. Sacrifice, this action must be controlled.”

Henry did not hesitate to take sides. Bretonnia was the country most harmed by the Wild Hunt. Although the two sides had some joint wars against the beastmen, he preferred to remember those sacrifices compared to these supports.

"Everyone shouts, this is Asrai." Imrik laughed out loud. Compared with their close relatives, Aenir, who is still quite popular in the empire, these springtails do have a dangerous diplomatic environment, that is, Thor Green the Mustache was not present, otherwise he would have read from the big book and held a denouncement meeting against Ariel. (End of chapter)