Chapter 1038 Long-Lost Juan

"Priest Juan?"

Oliveira was a little surprised by the Val Priest who appeared in front of him. As a giant horned viper armorer, Juan had a lot of contact with him as an instructor.

In the early days of Big Horned Viper, when Elvis was dealing with various forces in the old world and immaculately interfered in the training and configuration of the Knights, it can be said that they single-handedly established the Knights.

"Aren't you an industrial consultant in the empire?"

With a hint of ridicule, Juan said to his old friend, "How long ago did this happen? Since the death of Emperor Magnus, I was driven out of Nunn by the Imperial Council.

It is said that the industrialization level of the empire is high enough. Your help to the Sons of Sigmar is unforgettable. Please contact me more when you have the opportunity in the future. "

"This is really..." Oliveira was speechless for a moment. Even if he thought about it with his toenails, Juan would not interfere with the affairs of the Elector Council. Whether to choose a pig as the emperor or a white wolf as the emperor has nothing to do with Val. Priests have little to do with it.

"However, the Nun Elector family still took their face into consideration, and despite the pressure from the Elector Council, they retained my title of Imperial Industrial Advisor. From this perspective, I am on the same level as the Supreme Mage."

To joke about being on the same level as a traitor, perhaps only Juan could say it.

Juan said with a hint of nostalgia, "I once heard a joke in the empire about Kislev."

"Talk about it."

"The Patriot Army is the founder of New Kislev, Raskol is the father, Mazov is the stepfather, and you are their grandfather."

"This joke doesn't seem very funny." Oliveira frowned. He regarded Raskol and Mazov as friends, but in the words of Priest Juan, it seemed as if the two heroes who saved Kislev were inferior.

"It's just a joke. I just didn't expect that the soldiers who were once kicked out of the army and trained a group of human barbarians would now become the Blade of Caledor and a representative of the civilian class."

Representative of the common class. When Oliveira heard this word, he felt that Juan should know something, so he wanted to ask what the tribune's duties were. Could it be that he was really fighting against the nobles.

"About the tribunes..."

"I am a priest and will not participate in the politics of the kingdom. Instead of trying to get advice from me, why don't you ask Lord Masnuo later? His expectations for you are no less than those of the prince."

"Well, I also feel very lucky to have such a good boss like Mr. Masno." Oliveira sighed a little and asked Juan to sit next to him, ready to talk about recent events.

Juan, who had this intention, signaled Oliveira to wait for a while and walked towards the depths of the palace. A moment later, two bottles of wine and a fruit and vegetable platter appeared in the hands of Priest Val.

Oliveira bit an apple and asked with a little curiosity, "I never knew you were so familiar with the palace. If it is Elvis, I think it is quite normal. You can find it in a few minutes." Fruits, vegetables and drinks, after all, he used to be a herald."

"Do you think that since Magnus has been dead for so long, I am somewhere other than doing various experiments in the palace and turning some ideas into practice."

"you mean?"

Juan shook his head and said that he did not want to say more about this matter. He held many experimental weapons of mass destruction in his hands, many of which were heavyweights that could affect the situation of the war. However, the prince was so stubborn that he just wanted to solve this phoenix in a traditional way. King dispute.

Based on his thoughts, he must have brought out hundreds of heavy artillery pieces and unleashed white phosphorus incendiary bombs on Druchi's head. No matter what steel or black magic he had, he would be killed.

"My recent experiments will also come to an end. Do you have any specific ideas?"

These nonsensical words made Oliveira puzzled for a while. In the past, Juan was not someone who liked to solve riddles. As long as he had enough funds, he would always give people a satisfactory answer.

"What's the meaning?"

The single-minded Oliveira did not surprise Juan. Without this kind of concentration, it would be impossible to obtain the title of Blade of Caledor.

"Master Masno will probably mention this matter later. As for the responsibilities of the tribunes, you don't really think that the tribunes of Caledor will be similar to other kingdoms, focusing on class interests. dispute."

"If it's a riddle, then it's best not to mention it until I know what's going on."

"Heh, he has the same political sense as the Kislev barbarians."

"The same goes for you. As a Vaal priest, you are more skilled in engineering than blacksmithing."

The two chatted for a long time until the fruits and vegetables on the plate were gone and the wine in the pot was empty.

Juan shook the gold-plated wine pot and said with some emotion, "Sometimes I want to get drunk and stop, but reality doesn't allow it. Let's wait for the next opportunity.

Now, come with me to check out your new guy, it's sure to blow your mind. "

"What about my helmet?" Oliveira pointed to the gold and black helmet on the table. She thought that the prince's reward was generous enough, but she didn't expect that there was a bigger guy waiting.

"This is a personal reward from the prince, something that can be passed down as a family treasure. The Blade of Caledor is another set of configurations.

According to the original idea, Kingdom Blade will receive a set of iconic armor and sword, and the style of the helmet will be determined based on the candidate's honor. "

After Juan finished speaking, he chuckled a little and said maliciously, "Fortunately, you got the title of Blade of Caledor before His Highness was crowned Phoenix King. If it were Prince Dracnir, the dragon on the helmet would be I’m afraid it’s green.”

"Explain it, I'm curious about it."

"Sessin Hal, I heard that this forest dragon who was originally obedient to the Twilight Sisters has understood the noble bloodline of His Highness Draknir, and is preparing to take advantage of the opportunity that His Highness has not yet established an alliance ceremony with the dragon. I want to serve the Twilight Sisters and also have a place in the Dragon Court."

"The results of it?"

"Ingersoll rushed to the Dragon Gate specially and beat Sesin Hal, claiming that Drachnir was his favorite cub and that the wild dragons of Athel Loren were not qualified to establish an alliance ceremony."

"..."

Juan, who led Oliveira to the palace forge room, continued to tease, "Fortunately, His Highness Minasnir could not leave Caledor easily, otherwise he would have heard that Sesin Hall wanted to make an alliance with Prince Dracnir. With his angry look during the alliance ceremony, I’m afraid the forest dragon has died at the Dragon Gate.”

Suddenly, Oliveira felt that the black dragon helmet in her hand was no longer fragrant. I was only being protected by His Highness Minas Nir, but Prince Dracnir was treated as his biological son.

That's not right. When His Highness is crowned Phoenix King and Prince Drachnir succeeds to the throne of Prince, my identity will still be the Blade of Caledor.

Am I not favored by Caledor and his son, and am I protected by the Lord of Dragons? (End of chapter)