Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Marcus held this piece of silver, which was no bigger than three fingers, and fell into deep thought. He raised his hand and asked the Phoenix King who had already mounted his horse and left for the distance.

"You left something behind."

"Remember, Marcus, you are my herdsman...this is proof of identity."

What?

From an embassy guard to a stable boy, the difference in identity made Marcus think for a long time while holding the silver piece.

Although the intertwined runes of phoenix and giant dragon on the inside of the object in hand are very eye-catching, you can't just assign a person's identity with just one sentence. Do all elves have this kind of personality?

Moreover, a stable boy... in layman's terms is a servant who cleans stables, which is only one level higher than a kitchen helper in most places in the empire.

"Marcus, you are really prosperous. First, a lady asked you if you wanted to be baptized. Now the Phoenix King has granted you the identity of a stable boy. If this was passed back to Ubric, you would definitely be envied to death." Yes. Sienna, who knew a lot about elves, patted Marcus on the shoulder.

Badin had no intention of making fun of him. Instead, he frowned. He saw with his own eyes that the Phoenix King used brute force to break off the horse armor, but according to the forging characteristics of Israma, the gap should not be so neat.

"Barbarian, show me what you have in your hand."

Marcus did not regard the thing in his hand as a treasure, and threw it to Bardeen. In his eyes, this thing was more like a symbol that could walk sideways among the elves, ensuring that Judith would not dare to bully it casually.

Badin carefully held the silver piece to observe, and turned around to avoid the gaze of Kerilian, who was also curious. The smelly elf was also curious about what the Phoenix King's horse armor was made of, but was too embarrassed to ask directly.

There were phoenix and dragon runes inside, but they lost their effect after being separated from the main structure... The dwarf gently tapped the silver piece with his fingers, and soon heard an unusual subtle sound.

"This is a piece of disassembled material. The inside seems to be...dragon scales? Stinky elf, can you tell?"

She also accepted the piece of silver handed over by the smelly dwarf, but Kerilian's body was stunned. She stood there with her eyes straightened, staring directly at the direction in which the Phoenix King was leaving.

She heard a voice...

"I knew you would definitely guess the material of this piece of silver. Tell Badin that the outer layer is ordinary Yselama silver, and the inner layer is the scales shed by an ancient dragon.

And Kerilian, you are still guessing why you are traveling with them... No need to doubt, no need to worry, this is your destiny. If you have the chance, you will have the possibility to meet the Eternal Queen, and pray for Elsa's forgiveness.

But before that, let me hear the names of the Five of Umbric. "

Under the confused gazes of three humans and one dwarf, the elf girl knelt on the ground and held the silver piece in her hand tightly, as if this was her hope.

She whispered in Elvish: "Your order is my destiny..."

"Stinky Elf, what exactly did you find? Do you need to be so excited? I think the Phoenix King is easy to talk to, not as scary as you said." Badin wondered and took back the silver piece. He was very curious about this weird horse armor. , if you can successfully comprehend it, can you also be a rune blacksmith?

"His Majesty said... Haha, you short-lived ghosts, guess for yourself."

Karilian returned to her original state, but in addition to passing her eyes around the four short-lived ghosts, she was also observing possible changes in the surrounding forest with her peripheral vision. Since the Phoenix King made a promise, she must see the Queen and listen. The voice of the Mother Goddess.

"It is indeed a smelly elf, Krupol, how much do you think this thing is worth?"

"Believe me, Badin, if the elves know that you are sending the items rewarded by their monarch to the auction house..." Marcus pointed at Kerilian, and the evil look in his eyes fully demonstrated that if they dare to send this silver piece Treating them as dirt that the Holy Grail Church touched, two sharp arrows would pierce their knees.

"I thought the elves were all very generous, but in the end I gave you a broken piece of silver. I'll get you a set of sterling silver armor later. I guarantee it will be more handsome than that tough guy's war horse."

"Then I will definitely become the most beautiful sight in Ubric..."

The two men, tall and short, kept playing tricks, causing Victor to frown. He waved to Sienna. The mage from the academy still had a good mind when he was not in combat. The witch hunter needed a suitable adviser.

In the riverside area, Victor looked at the winding moon imprinted on the river and asked pointedly: "How credible do you think what the Phoenix King said? We have an important mission."

"According to Altdorf Academy of Magic's understanding of the elven pantheon, the Phoenix King symbolizes Asuryan, the creator god who can decide everything in the world. He only decides all the rules, but is indifferent and waits and sees. He never has any influence on mortals. Watch..."

Victor did not interrupt Sienna's explanation. If the elven women who were traveling with them talked about the greatness of their gods, they would only receive disdainful ridicule from the witch hunters. Sigma is the greatest.

Mortals would not ask too much about which god is greater, but the Phoenix King is undoubtedly the chosen god. Just like the great priest Walkerma, he can carry out Sigmar's will.

"Salzipire, think about it, if he thinks we are heroes, then we will definitely achieve something in the future! No matter what this important mission is, Aunt Sienna is excited, hahaha."

"Ridiculous inference." Victor decisively rejected Sienna's guess and turned the topic to the next one: "We can collect more intelligence in Bretonnia, or we can cooperate with Aldolf's request and pretend to be imprisoned. State, returned to Reikland to show it to the people as a reason to declare war, but why did he ask us to prepare to go to Tyrell? "

Sienna suddenly fell silent, and her red hair, which had been fluttering in excitement, suddenly fell down.

"Salzpyre, I saw fire in that majesty... It was a kind of crazy flame with coldness. Just one look would be unforgettable for life. Perhaps we should not think too much about his thoughts.

For the Imperials, he is a hero who saved the world with Magnus, or you also brought the habits of witch hunters into the conversation with him. Imagine if we go to Tyrell, we will face ratmen, and will not be involved in the disputes in Bretonnia. You and I don’t need to point the blade at our own kind..."

"No, it’s just worry. I don’t know if this is Sigmar’s arrangement... But you are right. We are powerless to do many things. We can only do what we can." Victor’s thoughts are obviously much deeper than Sienna’s. He clenched his left fist and prayed that the double-tailed comet pendant on his chest could give inspiration, but as always, except for the first time he got a trance echo, he failed without exception.

"Get ready and return to Uberrick. Our journey has just begun." (End of this chapter)