Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Five years have passed since the melee on the border of Athel Loren. With the help of Priest Juan as an advisor, the empire launched an agricultural and industrial reform movement in the southern territory, known in history as the First Five-Year Plan.

Asrai asked Orion to target the Greenskins with Wild Hunt as promised, and his attitude towards the Ulthuan ambassador was much better, and there was no cold reception.

The grandfathers of Bretonnia didn't care about what was going on in the north and were still driving away the greenskins and beastmen that never diminished in the land. When the antlered demigods in the east didn't target humans, they were more efficient than usual. Quite a bit, national life has also been vaguely improved for a while.

The Caledor and Sotek sects continued to attack Sartusa. In front of the mobile ark that was the size of an island, the pirates' tattered gadgets had little effect at all.

Fortunately, Caledor did not regard this place as his own country. After expelling the indigenous pirates on a large island and building a small military fortress and port, he continued to conduct reconnaissance in the direction of the Skaven Demon City and the Badlands.

But all this is a bit too far away for Od, who has just returned from Nagaroth...

The vast ocean-going fleet is anchored at the Drift Islands to transfer supplies. How to live safely in the ethereal land is not difficult for the Iris people.

The knights in the cabin, wearing rough clothes, holding a newspaper, crowded in the narrow passage, frowning at the news report written in Kislevian.

The chainmail armor in the bag was full of chips, the family crest was blurred and abnormal, and the long sword was broken into half, all indicating that this gentleman was an adventure knight.

But in fact, Erd has completed the quest oath and drank the holy water under the gaze of the lady.

"A memorial service for Mazorov Hopkin will be held in Erengrad, and the people's leader, Prime Minister Raskoll, will personally preside over it..."

He looked at the second column,
"Imperial Emperor Magnus delivered an important memorial speech to Mazorov Hopkin, believing that this important general of the Patriot Army was an outstanding hero, confirming that human power is enough to crush evil enemies..."

Why no Bretonnian ones.

With this doubt, Erd flipped through the newspaper, and finally found in an inconspicuous corner the rumors about Bretonnia's ghost-hunting.
"King Henry of Bretonnia amends part of the bill regarding the opaque financial affairs of the Order of Cologne..."

The person standing next to him suddenly interrupted. Judging from his appearance, he should be from the Southern Kingdom, with a fine beard and short black hair greased with lard.

"Friend, you must be from Bretonnia, from which principality."

"People of Artois."

The black-haired man was slightly surprised.

"I've met a lot of Artois people, but they don't seem to think they are Artois."

Erd put the newspaper away and patiently explained,
"The concept of the principality of Artois is very vague. The residents who stay in the dark forest are likely to have difficulty leaving the place within sight throughout their lives. Even the nobles' obligation to the duke is only to meet with him once a year."

"No wonder, when we basically do business, the one we least mention is Artois."

"The environment in the principality is not very optimistic, but with the gift of the lady, we are still barely making a living in the dark forest." Erd explained for a moment, and motioned to the businessman who seemed to have traveled a lot to go out and chat. He had a lot to say about Bretonnia. I am also very curious about what is going on now.

Speaking of Bretonnia, the black-haired man said naturally,

"Batonnia? It's not like that. The gentlemen train in martial arts every day, the farmers squat on the ground and dig the soil, and we only have contact with some businessmen." Erd took out the newspaper and pointed to the column about King Henry. "Why would His Majesty the King think of amending the bill, and the order's finances should be handled by themselves. This is the power given by the lady."

The black-haired man shrugged, "I don't know, but maybe it was stimulated by the actions of the Church of Sigmar. The empire has been doing some big things in recent years, and even most of the church's land has been contracted to some small nobles. Let me tell you, Those bald heads are also looking for money."

Knowing that little information could be obtained from the southerners, Erd chose to stop the topic. His mind was still a little unclear.

Being hired by Caledor, he went to Naggaroth to look for an important item. At the last moment, he encountered a hydra. Although everyone accompanying him died in the mountains, the hydra also died under the sword.

The lady's gift that she has been pursuing for many years will soon come to her. Drinking the water of the Holy Grail will mean endless glory and status once she returns home.

But why did he seem to have forgotten many things? He began to think about what he had experienced before. In his impression, he seemed to have followed a merchant ship from the Southern Kingdom to the Dawn Fortress, and then when he was heading to Cathay, he was attacked by a sea beast and was left behind. Indy.

But the experience, especially what happened before arriving in Lustria, was not memorable at all.

"Indy, have you been to this place?"

The black-haired man had a fearful look on his face, and seemed not to want to talk about this place, but he couldn't resist Erd's sincere gaze, so he still told some trivial things he knew.

"Indy is also known as the Land of Thousand Gods. Legend has it that there are benevolent gods in that place. But more often than not, there are evil gods who use human hearts as food. There are all kinds of strange gods. Some exchange their lives for life, They can't move in this life, but they can live like elves for thousands of years. Some people exchange memories for strength, and when they finally escape from the rainforest, they become idiots."

Erd inquired without leaving any trace, pretending to be curious, "Is this phenomenon of exchanging memories for power common in Indy?"

"I don't know, but I know it's best not to go to that place."

"Thank you." Erd politely thanked him, but then he became more confused.

Did the evil god of Indy leave a mark on my body that even the power of the Lady's Holy Grail cannot erase?

The lady only issued an order to protect her home and people, and then disappeared, just like every knight who obtained the water of the Holy Grail.

Erd walked back to the cabin, opened the bag and took out an item, an unusually primitive yellow stone pendant. This was the only clue he found about the missing memory after careful search.

Two incomprehensible symbols were carved on the pendant——.

Erdeng knew clearly that he did not recognize these two symbols and had absolutely no impression of them.

But for some reason, there is such a throbbing in my heart, as if I can clearly tell how to read these two symbols just by opening my mouth.

He resisted the urge and carefully inspected the pendant again. However, no matter how he turned it over, rubbed it carefully, and wiped off the small bumps with clothes, there was nothing strange about this stone with mysterious symbols.

The thought without evil spirits is just a stone.

Erd felt that this was the only clue to the memory that had disappeared for many years. It might be this stone that took him to escape from the Land of Thousand Gods. (End of chapter)