Chapter 248 Private Conversation
After Thorgreen sent Belegar away, he asked his uncle what he thought.
"I think it is better to let Caledor take back the Eight Peaks Mountain in person if we expect the Angrond clan to do so. They can get the dragon horn and leave, and then let the Belega brothers hold the place."
There was obvious anger in the tone of the mustache, and the beard hanging down to his chest was trembling. This matter was actually only unpleasant in name, but the profiteer was the dwarves. The Angland clan had access to the dragon horn. What's it for? Use it as a chamber pot?
Caledor would definitely not think about setting up a colony in the World's Edge Mountains. At most, he would just get some of the treasures he deserved and leave. Why didn't this idiot Belegar understand?
The High King did not pay attention to his nephew's angry words. Even he was very angry by Belegar's stubbornness. Only when he becomes the Lord of the Mountain Kingdom can he understand how desperate he is now. The population fertility rate is already low, and every day Fighting countless greenskins and ratmen in underground tunnels of various sizes, the kings were still stubborn, and they were still arguing fiercely about whether to use such a convenient thing as gunpowder technology.
The clans that are most eager to regain the lost mountain fortress are still stuck in their own ideas and unwilling to accept help. Maybe they really need to let Granny hit their brains with a hammer in order to get the idea.
"Go and ask Imric to come here. Remember, this is in a private capacity." The High King's tone was full of helplessness. It's okay now. The Angrond clan can't tolerate this face, so let the Kingdom of the Mountains The Lord came to make this face. He couldn't guarantee whether Imrik would return to Ulthuan immediately after the end of this war. If so, he might not be able to contact them in a short time. These pointed ears Their lifespan is much longer than that of dwarves. The recovery of Eight Peaks Mountain needs to be done as soon as possible. Otherwise, if this situation continues, the Angland clan may become extinct.
Imric, who was staying in the camp, was calculating the deployment of troops on both sides, especially regarding the cavalry attack on the enemy's artillery positions. If someone was not careful and was completely wiped out, he would be guilty of eternal sins and lose three points in the kingdom. All the nobles with fighting ability died in the old world, and the position of this prince might be a bit embarrassing.
"Prince, there is a dwarf named Thorgrim who wants to see you." The words of the herald Elvis interrupted Imrik's thoughts.
Putting down the quill in his hand, Imrik squinted his eyes and thought for a moment why the future High King would take the initiative to find him. With the relationship between dwarves and elves, shouldn't he be able to disappear without seeing him?
"Let him in."
After waiting for a while, a man with a gray cloak covering most of his body walked in. This cloak obviously has the ability to hide. If you don't pay special attention, you will not notice anything passing in front of you, let alone the racial characteristics of the dwarf. It also enhances the concealment effect.
"Dragon Prince, Thorgrin of Clan Drakduraz."
Thorgrin's tone was a bit stiff. Even though he was asking for help from Imrik, he didn't want to lose face, so he could only reveal his name first to show basic courtesy.
"Just tell me everything. I don't think you want to explain the glory of your Shijia clan in front of me."
The ancestors of the Drakduraz clan that ruled the Eternal Peak were too poor to buy a decent set of armor, so they chose to build a piece of stone armor to explore the world. This stone armor became the alias of their clan.
Although Imrik has always thought this was strange, after all, the first High King Snorri was the source of the Drakduraz clan, and as the youngest son of the dwarf father God Gruni and the mother goddess Valaya, he could not connect equipment. They couldn't even afford it. Logically speaking, this dwarf who traveled around the world wearing stone armor couldn't be more famous than Snorri, which led to the clan being named after his stone armor. This was something that the descendants of the Dragon Tamer family couldn't understand. If they were to be placed in Caledor, they would have to be called the Whitebeard clan.
These words made Thorgrin relax a little. He was afraid that Imrik would come up and attack him with a bad mouth, and then he couldn't stand it and turned around to leave, causing something that might have succeeded to fail.
"My uncle Erickson would like to discuss something with you."
Imrik, who was sitting on the chair, frowned. It was interesting that he was invited in a personal capacity, not in a political capacity. It seemed that the long-bearded man wanted to talk about something that was not convenient to explain.
"Okay, let's go."
Imric casually picked up a cloak from the side and covered himself. If you didn't pay attention to the faint golden fire dragon pattern on it, it was actually not much different from what Thorgreen was wearing.
The two men left without anyone stopping them. Those Caledorian soldiers who accidentally discovered the two men's movements knew that the person inside must be the prince when they saw the royal golden pattern, and then they were all selectively blinded to show that they could not see.
In the dwarf camp, those responsible for the security of the hidden camp were all the Eternal Hammer Guards. Under the order of the High King, they also chose to remain invisible to the figure with obviously pointed ears.
After arriving at the camp, Thorgrin personally moved a chair from the side that matched Imric's figure, which made Imric feel even more interesting. After all, these dwarves had to do this for Pointed Ears themselves. This kind of thing is not simple. Maybe during the military meeting, he wanted to kill the female vampire and exposed something, which led them to want to use Caledo's hand to regain the Eight Peaks Mountain and expedition to the Dark Land?
"Imrik, you should know that the Dragon Horn is located in the Eight Peaks Mountain." Erickson chose to get straight to the point. There was no need to do anything roundabout with these dragon tamer family members. Just do it directly.
"Indeed, I know that the artifact was sent to the hands of the Angrond clan after the ancestor was killed." Imric nodded lightly, took the wine from Thor Green, took a sip and continued, " Like me, you don’t want to delay the really important things because of some hatred. Let’s be honest, does the Angland clan have the ability to regain the Eight Peaks Mountain? If so, I can use two Doomsday Anvils and the artifact you specified. exchange."
This is actually a test. He pulled out all his cards without starting any negotiations. He couldn't show his strong desire for the dragon horn, otherwise these dwarves would only think of letting Caledor attack the bad land alone. After arriving at Longhorn, their people will guard Bafeng Mountain.
Erickson was silent for a long time. Of course he knew how Caledor obtained the two Doomsday Anvils. They are even recorded in the Book of Hatred of the Rune Blacksmith Guild, but this was not the focus of the conversation. .
The High King spoke slowly, "I believe you know the meaning of the Dragon Horn better than anyone else, otherwise you wouldn't be called the Dragon Lord."
"So, you want Caledor to fight from the Badlands to the Eight Peaks Mountains, and then let the Angrond clan take over?" Imric heard the meaning of Erikson's words, or at least not at all. You don’t need to listen to know that the Angland clan is unable to regain the Eight Peaks Mountain. That place may not yet have the Eight Peaks Mountain War God and the Eight Peaks Mountain War General entrenched in it, but it still belongs to the core area of the bad land, the Black Rock Castle—the Eight Peaks Mountain— - Longya Fort - Misty Mountain, these four places have become a paradise for greenskins, and the siege has forced Tiefeng Fort to hold on alone.