Chapter 314 The Dying Beard
In a large stone house, a dwarf with completely white beard and hair was lying on the bed.
The dwarf was sleeping, but the involuntary subtle twitching on his face and the frown on his brow showed that he could still feel the pain coming from his body while sleeping.
Morek, captain of the Eternal Hammer Guards, brought a man here, put down the rune warhammer beside the bed, and gently shook the High King awake.
"Your Majesty, Imric has arrived." Morek held the pale and feeble hand of the High King, his tone was slightly trembling. The long beard that symbolized the kingdom of mountains became like this, but the son of Grunnni Powerless, the captain of the Eternal Guard is blaming himself for not protecting the High King. If Erikson dies, only the Butcher's Oath can wash away this sin.
Erickson woke up in a daze, felt the familiar temperature of his left hand, patted Morek's palm gently, and said, "You should leave first, I have something to talk to him about."
Morek wanted to refute, but seeing the firm look in the High King's eyes and Imrik's unwavering sincerity behind him, he could only nod to express his understanding.
"Yes, please feel free to call if you need anything."
The captain of the Eternal Guard exited the room, and now there were only two people left in this large space.
Imrik did not sit on the chair next to the bed, nor did he look at Erickson. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall at the head of the bed, and said slowly,
"You're going to die soon, Erickson Longbeard."
Erickson was not angry because this fact was told, because he also understood that being able to survive was already a blessing from Valaya. The demon prince's battle ax left serious marks on the body. The dwarf was strong. His demon-hating physique saved his life, but he was unable to recover because of it. The regeneration spell performed by Teclis himself healed some injuries, but only delayed some of his death.
The High King turned to other things and was not in a hurry to discuss the recovery of Eight Peaks with Imrik.
"This reminds me of something, the mural buried deep in the Drakduraz clan's treasury."
"Cough~"
The High King coughed, and after feeling a little relieved, he continued,
"When a high king was dying, an elf came to him."
Obviously, Erickson was talking about Snorri the Whitebeard and Malekith, the then Prince of Nagaryth. The elf violated the eternal oath with his best friend and betrayed his own words about the eternal brotherhood of the elf and the dwarf. friendship as a chance for his evil race to survive.
The War of Longbeard exhausted the potential of both races. Assur was deeply trapped in the harassing attack of Druchi, and the dwarves were also the culprits of all this. After the great earthquake, many mountain fortresses fell and a large number of clans died. The blame can all be placed on Malekith.
Although Imric knew that there was a deeper secret inside, for example, the second Phoenix King Belshanar had usurped Malekith's credit. All the achievements of the elves in the old world were attributed to the sacred Phoenix King. It may not be possible to attribute all the faults to Malekith, but identity determines perspective. From his own perspective, Malekith is the culprit of the Longbeard War.
Hearing Erickson mention the past events, Imric couldn't help but chuckle for a moment.
"Calledor will not break his oath, but the premise is that you can make me make a promise. If you want to bring up the Battle of Longbeard, then the cooperation between us will end. Caledor's love for the dwarves The hatred will never be less than yours."
"I'm glad you can still stay sane. It seems that Bilak didn't turn your brain into a mess." Erickson rarely sarcastically said. Regarding the matter of Bafeng Mountain, both of them only made verbal promises. , although they all have great expectations for this matter, they still need to see the development of the actual situation.
If Belegar is determined and is unwilling to let the elves interfere even if the Angrond clan is destroyed, then Imric will naturally go to the Badlands at a "suitable" time, open the ancestral treasury and get the Dragon Horn.
In the final analysis, neither of them firmly believes in each other, and if they want this matter to proceed smoothly, the choice of the next High King is very important.
"Thor Green has gone to Dulong City. I believe you know this." Erickson told a piece of information.
"Twelve days ago, I set out with a group of cavalry under my command."
"Both of my heirs are dead. Thorgreen is my nephew. Although he has the right to be crowned the High King based on blood, some stubborn Longbeards will think that he is not qualified."
Erickson was lying on the bed, looking at the unfamiliar white bear emblem above his head, and continued, "After returning to Eternal Peak, I will convene a king's council to elect a supreme king. I need you to provide Thor Green with a Help.”
Imric squinted his eyes and thought for a while. Thorgreen's becoming the High King must have been prepared by Erickson long ago. The only function of this kind of king-selection meeting is to allow others to highlight Thorgreen's achievements. .
What Erickson is worried about may be Agrim Ironfist, the war slayer of Karak Kaderin who gained considerable fame in the Great Holy War.
The Butcher single-handedly killed an ancient dragon demon, then entered the Cursed City, and worked with Masno to eliminate the Great Unclean One. In terms of merit, this may bring about some changes in this King Selection Meeting.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "The two Doomsday Anvils will be delivered to Thorgrin through a secret way. I will also use some methods to bring Agrim to the new world and send him back eight years later. But you need to tell him personally about this."
The weak Erickson nodded. This matter was originally a bit difficult to deal with after Imrik disappeared. Although the military ability of Masno, who was handed over before, was not bad, his political sensitivity was not. Many times, After hinting to no avail, the High King couldn't stop scolding the Caledor elves for being stone-headed. He couldn't understand such a simple thing. No wonder he listened to Imric's words so much. He must have been deceived and still helped. money.
"This is not a promise, but as long as you do these things, I will return something to you, and I will leave a message for Sol Green."
After saying this, Erikson sighed and couldn't help but sigh, "Imric, although it sounds unpleasant to say this, I still hope that elves and dwarves can coexist peacefully. You are different from Fenuba. He has this idea, but he does not have the ability to take actual actions. In the final analysis, the world is still determined by strength."
Hearing Erikson mention Fenubar, Imric, who was leaning against the wall, couldn't help but smile. The news of his disappearance had probably reached him. The Caledor station had entered military martial law this morning. It is strictly forbidden for anyone to come in or out. The person in charge is still Masno, and the news of his return is strictly blocked. He just wants to see what will happen when he returns to Ulthuan. Who really dares to choose someone to come to the Dragon Palace to crown the dragon? Prince, that's really on the edge of a knife.
The Caledor Noble Council is entirely composed of its own people, including Speaker Randy, second-ranked Senator Agtheel, third-ranked Ronin... Most of the people behind them have similar political leanings and are firmly supported by the Dragon Tamer family. Or, I hope it won’t cause too much trouble by then, otherwise it will take a lot of time to finish.
Finally, on the eve of leaving, Imric handed the High King a ring. This thing could help him delay some injuries and prevent Thorgrim from dying before he returned to the Eternal Peak.
And the dwarf only moved his lips slightly for a while, watching the Dragon Prince leave. Perhaps this was the last meeting in his life. Erickson didn't know whether such behavior went against the wishes of his ancestors. .
Changxu stared at the ceiling above his head, and couldn't help but think of Thor Green, who had gone to Dulong City. He was a suitable candidate. He knew what the overall situation was, rather than focusing on trivial hatred. He believed that the Kingdom of the Mountains could be restored in his hands. Be glorious now.
Before leaving, I could only do something for him to make up for the sin of seeing his two heirs die.