Chapter 1243 Commission

"You are..."

Gotrek's one eye is very intimidating. It is said that he can kill giants, trolls, dragons... a series of terrifying monsters that are horrifying among humans with just one look.

When he swept across the elf's cheek, Gotrek only felt that the battle axe that he never left in his hand was full of fighting spirit, which was stronger than any enemy he had seen before.

Maybe he can bring me an honorable death!

Actions are faster than thoughts. This is the usual style of dwarf butchers. When the god of war wanted to pick up the axe to chop the elf, Phoenix held his comrade's palm and shook his head slightly to indicate that it was not possible.

Compared with the butcher who was constantly seeking death, Phoenix, who came from an elite family, would think more. It is not difficult to judge from the fact that the elf and the Supreme King sat together at the same table when they met in the afternoon that the person in front of him must be the Phoenix King who visited Altdorf.

To rashly attack the Phoenix King is a blow to the reputation of the dwarves and also a questioning of the ability of the host empire.

Phoenix poked his head out and asked softly, "This unknown elf lord... it's not gentlemanly to interrupt rashly."

"But I'm not a gentleman." As Imrick nodded, Creon sat in an empty seat at the square table, staring at the dwarf butcher with a stern look. The captain of the guard had already sensed Gotrek's fighting intention.

Although he didn't think the dwarves were a threat to the Phoenix King, he needed to eliminate all hidden dangers, including but not limited to preemptive strikes.

"Phoenix, have you ever thought about one thing? Why can you, a poet, accompany Gotrek all the way... and get the artifact lost in the Eight Peaks Mountain."

The Phoenix King lied without blushing. Karagul, this strange weapon has been sought for a long time by the Angrand clan, and has not been found in a hundred years, but the legendary duo can just wander around the badlands and give Phoenix a big treasure.

"This is... the result of training." Phoenix hesitated. There was no doubt that... he was the weakest among the four. The Phoenix King, an unknown guard, and a dwarf butcher, it looked like a fight.

"If training was effective, there wouldn't be so many soldiers dying on the battlefield. And Gotrek, what made you change from an engineer to... a hot-tempered butcher?"

The two inquiries only made Gotrek more impatient: "Elf, just say what you want to say. I hate beating around the bush, especially with you!"

"Bold!" Creon aimed his killing intent at Gotrek. Since he became the captain of the royal guard, he hadn't heard such offensive words for a long time. To humiliate the Phoenix King was to humiliate all the elves.

Gotrek's one eye was not afraid, and he excitedly clenched his fist. It was very strong... This was equal to death.

The butcher who was seeking death still had some reason. He knew that the guard could not make the decision, so he could only ask the Phoenix King in question: "Elf, I am seeking a glorious battle."

"Of course, you can go and fight him... I will talk to Mr. Phoenix alone."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The unhappy Flame Knight and the Furious Butcher restrained themselves from fighting in the tavern, but after leaving the tavern, waves of clanging and echoing roars were heard immediately.

According to the posture of their fight, it is estimated that the port area around the tavern will be rebuilt.

Imric was not worried about this. If the Empire asked for compensation, let the short stack come out. As long as they dared to be vague about this matter, I would send people to harass Gotrek from time to time to see whether the gold coins were more important or the trace of Grimnir was more important.

Although he was a little worried about Gotrek, Phoenix thought it was better to worry about himself. Outside, two warriors were fighting, and in the tavern... it was a conversation between a monarch and a "poet".

"Phoenix, have you ever thought about one thing? How to be loyal to Sigmar."

"This should not come from the mouth of the elven monarch."

"Indeed, this matter should not be interfered by me...but you two are very important to me, I can't allow any mistakes." Imrick narrowed his eyes, and the flash of light made Phoenix feel a chill.

The experience of traveling around the world for a long time told the blond secretary that the elf in front of him wanted to kill him, it was just a thought.

"I wanted to hire you two to do something, but this matter needs to see if Thorgrin will let you go...I'll give you a commission, an important task about killing the Chaos Dragon in the Norsca Mountains."

What?

Phoenix opened his mouth unconsciously, wanting to politely refuse. He has considered returning to the family to take over the business and never get involved in adventures.

"Karlosi, the first Chaos Dragon born in the mortal world..." Imric explained the situation of the dragon to himself, with an inexplicable sadness on his face: "'Golden Dragon' Karlosi, once the leader of the Selby clan, one of the most powerful dragons of the Caledor Fire Dragons... When Aenarion and Indragnir fought against the four great demons on the Isle of Death, Karlosi and his brave partner Lilfen also faced a bloody battle to stop the Tzeentch Legion from attacking the center of Ulthuan.

The dragon legion succeeded at a painful price, Lilfin used himself as bait to make the Lord of Change appear. When the dragon prince died in the purple flames, the furious golden dragon Carlossi tore the Lord of Change apart. This should have been a victory, but it turned into a tragedy for Caledor and the dragon.

The flesh and blood of the Lord of Change, devoured by Carlossi, twisted his body. Colorful flames emerged in his eye sockets, and the bright golden scales turned into an ugly dark red... Disgusting tentacles with eyeballs stretched out from the gaps in the scales, and a head with a weird laugh burst out.

It escaped Caledor's pursuit and fled to the northern Chaos Wasteland. It occasionally appeared in the history of more than 6,000 years, such as the fall of King Stonearm and the sinking of Gatya Gurak... It is said that all Chaos Dragons are his descendants, and he is one of the most powerful monsters in the world. "

Phoenix swallowed his saliva. If he heard correctly, the Phoenix King entrusted him and Gotrek to kill a powerful monster that had survived for at least six thousand years.

This is simply... too exciting!

Phoenix's body trembled slightly, but it was not fear, but excitement.

"I..." He really wanted to refuse. The responsibility of the family had been transferred from his father to his descendants, but those long accounts and human relationships were far less exciting than encountering a pair of green-skinned orcs in the wilderness.

Until Phoenix hesitated about something, Imrick solved this worry for him: "I will explain your difficulties to Carl. I believe that the emperor knows how to treat a family that believes in Sigmar well. Compared with boring human relationships, this world needs your courage more..."

In Phoenix's excited look, Imrick muttered in his heart.

Of course, this courage means that Gotrek can go to die without any burden, and you can be a blonde secretary in the back... (End of this chapter)