Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

However, the prince's current focus is not on the army, but on the complicated racial situation in Qingyan Port.

When his father was still in the palace, the dissidents who had witnessed the dragon lord's iron-blooded tactics did not dare to cause trouble.

However, as the war mobilization order changed the originally stable social order, and the dragon lord traveled to the old world, and the news that he would not be able to return home in the short term became widely known, there would always be some rats trying to provoke the majesty of the dragon.

Unlike his father who believed that all sheep should be exterminated as long as they had the intention to rebel, Draknir followed the principle of catching every lamb he could and did not mind leading some lost lambs back to a comfortable breeding farm.

Yiga, who was extremely nervous, originally thought that this prince who could kill people with just his eyes must have a different personality from the kind-hearted people rumored by the outside world, and he was mentally prepared to wait for execution.

But with a calm and gentle word, the anxiety in my heart was barely suppressed.

"Since I am the person you recommended, I believe this Yiga will give me an accurate answer. Please sit down, Adela, Yiga."

Yiga, who was afraid to take the drink from the maid, only dared to occupy half of the chair with her butt. She felt that Adela had tricked her. When she first met the prince, she left him with the most bad impression—— Lack of strength.

After the irrelevant people left, Drachni took out a notebook, still in his usual way, and prepared to record some useful information.

Seeing Iga's fearful and uneasy posture, he chuckled helplessly. He was just slightly curious about this human being and used his newly awakened ability to test a little. How come meeting his superiors was as embarrassing as entering the death penalty field.

"Yiga, in terms of position, you are a squadron leader in the Royal Navy, and I am the dragon prince who acts as the authority of the dragon lord. If you feel uncomfortable with the palace environment, you can act in the same way as the army."

"Yes!"

After hearing this, Yigadang put the drink on the table, straightened his legs and stood up immediately, strode to a position three meters in front of Dracnir's desk, put his hands straight by his side, raised his head and chest, waiting for the commander's instructions. .

In response to this move, Dracnir and Adela looked at each other, and finally rubbed their temples to express their helplessness.

The dragon tamer family is overly deified in the human community, but in fact, my father often runs to the palace gate, sits on the steps and chats with the guards, like an ordinary Asur young man.

The prince who raised the quill paid no attention to the frightened officer and focused his attention on Adela who was standing aside.

"What is the actual situation? According to the intelligence I have, some underground groups in Qingyan Port are trying to use the trade loopholes in the arms factory to transfer the weapons that should be supplied to Arabi back to Lustria."

Adela's expression also became extremely serious. Although the retired old man was not on the front line, I'm afraid no one knew how much information he actually had.

"The truth is even worse than this. The source of these underground groups is the slaves liberated from the city of Druchi. At that time, because the number was too large and most of the mages were on the front line, they were unable to check whether there were traces of black magic.

I speculate that some of them were already spies controlled by Druchi before they were rescued. They have been reporting Caledor's situation to Nagaroth for many years. This time, they aimed at the opportunity of war mobilization in an attempt to create chaos in Qingyan Port and let the The court needs to turn its attention here. "

Druchi's spy...

The reason why the mainland does not accept humans is also partly due to spies. The Dragon's Back Mountain Range is so vast that if spies were allowed to enter it and report the dragon's situation to Druzi, it would be difficult for the kingdom to react immediately.

Draconir frowned and began to think about how to deal with it. There were too many people involved. A considerable number of the Royal Navy were slaves rescued back then.

If all personnel are investigated, it will interfere with the fleet that is about to leave, which is contrary to the issued war plan.

But a more troublesome news broke out with Adela, causing Draconir to frown.

"The gang force in Qingyan Port, that is, the Hanya family, was still abiding by the rules in the city when Mike was still alive, and had been secretly cooperating with the palace's instructions. But as Mike's son Pearson took office, he began to attack the port Infiltrating forces, some of the weapons are secretly stored through their hands."

"Do you think this Pearson is also Drucci's spy?"

Adela shook her head, did not assert the matter, and explained to the prince,

"After years of development, the Hanya family has relied on its good reputation to help the town guards deal with outsiders who cannot be dealt with. It has vaguely become a mutual aid association for the bottom practitioners of the port, mediating conflicts between locals and immigrants. The distribution of forces below is very complicated, and the number of people directly and indirectly affected may be tens of thousands.

Until Pearson's true identity is determined, there is still a certain value to his life. "

Draconir immersed himself in writing about the Hanya family and Pearson, and began to analyze the clues in writing. If necessary, he would not mind changing the blood of the city to let them know who is the real master.

But from what Yiga heard, damn, there was a group of rebels in Qingyan Port who were trying to overthrow the rule of the Dragon Palace, and the respected godfather Pearson was actually suspected by the authorities to be one of them.

He hesitated for a while, but felt that he still couldn't sit idly by. The loan for his father to open the bakery was provided by Mike's godfather.

Giving a small sum of money to a poor apprentice is a great kindness.

"Your Highness, could you please let me say something?"

Draconir, who raised his head, took a rare look at the human boy who dared to interrupt. Although he did not expect to be able to tell anything useful, the prince still asked him to finish his words out of the attitude of being responsible to his subordinates.

After thinking about it for a while, Yiga swallowed and tried to keep his tone calm.

"Your Highness, as far as I know, Mr. Pearson has been firmly maintaining the social order of Qingyan Port and has absolutely nothing to do with underground groups trying to create chaos."

"Oh? But as far as I know, the street you live on should have no connection with the Hanya family. How can we judge Pearson's identity?"

"Mr. Pearson's father, Mr. Mike, provided my father with a low-interest loan to make up for the lack of funds when opening the bakery."

Draconir smiled helplessly. Bad guys often appear to the world as good guys. When the disguise is peeled off, the truth revealed will only make people surprised. Why did he die so late?

Seeing that the prince didn't believe it, Yijia was ready to reveal a big story, but he did it anyway.

"Your Highness, I once saw Mr. Pearson communicating with a group of mysterious people one night after the diving training. The mysterious people were holding several banned plants with strong hallucinogenic effects, and seemed to want to communicate with Pearson. The gentleman makes a deal, but he just throws the plant into the sea.

I believe that refusing the addictive substance is sufficient evidence of Mr. Pearson's innocence. "

The more this fool talks about Pearson, the more suspicious he becomes...

Draconir felt that the people brought by Adela were really unreliable. If Yiga was allowed to serve as a jury defender, he would be sentenced to death by the presiding jury on the spot without citing the law.

But Pearson's communication with the mysterious man seems to be very interesting. Whether it is related to causing chaos or not, at least narrowing the scope of the reconnaissance and following the clues may be able to find out the underground group...

After taking a look at Yiga's naive appearance, Draconir thought it was better to forget it. Don't expect this fool to understand the truth. He should be more honest and go back to lead the troops to train and prepare for the battlefield.

The prince closed the notebook and placed his hands on the table,

"So, what is Officer Yiga's opinion on the current racial disputes in Qingyan Port?" (End of this chapter)