Chapter 1221: United Resurgence

Karl Franz was an energetic emperor who was infinitely loyal to the empire.

So while waiting for the Phoenix King, he handled some documents.

The Rick Guards rushed back and reported to the emperor what happened in the port area. After hearing that Ludwig was poached, he nodded with a serious look, his eyes flickering as if he was thinking about something.

"Can the Phoenix King bring his female relatives?"

"There are four women in the team, but they look different from Phyllis you mentioned, and they get off the ship very late. They should be just maids."

Franz nodded again and waved to the "Queen" Maria Luisa von Wolfen who was waiting beside him. He was not married yet, but he already had a son.

From a legal perspective, the current emperor of the empire is still single. If the Phoenix King comes with his female relatives, it would not be considered rude for him to welcome him with his distant cousins ​​and childhood sweethearts...

But the actual situation is more complicated than expected, because the Phoenix King now has two wives. If the two come together, the specific arrangements may make the emperor's cabinet team rack their brains.

Half an hour later, in the palace hall of Altdorf, the Phoenix King met the last emperor Karl Franz.

Karl Franz brought the nobles trusted by Rick and stood in front of the throne. After seeing the Phoenix King, he wanted to greet him first.

But unexpectedly, Imrick was more enthusiastic than he expected.

The Phoenix King walked straight to the emperor, looking at Ka Da Hammer. He has been waiting for more than two hundred years, and finally you are here. Do you know that when Magnus was alive, I thought that old guy would die quickly and let Ka Da Hammer take the throne?

When the Phoenix King stretched out his right hand, this move shocked the herald who was responsible for chanting the title of the visitor.

Whether it is official records or personal situations, this is the first time that Imrik and Karl Franz have met, and the Phoenix King has not been to the Old World for a hundred years, and his friendship with the Elector of Reik is limited to cooperation.

And extending an arm, in the customs of Caledor, means recognition and friendship.

Although the elves think that His Majesty's behavior is inappropriate and unworthy of a monarch, the correct behavior should be to wait for the human emperor to take the initiative to show goodwill, and then give a little goodwill like throwing a bone to a dog.

But seeing the Phoenix King coming, Karl Franz is by no means a timid person. The emperor reacted quickly, leaving the noble team and walked quickly towards Imrik.

But the actual situation is more interesting than expected. Unlike everyone's expectation that Imrik said affectionately that the empire had an outstanding emperor, the Phoenix King took the emperor's hand and patted his shoulder, like an elder encouraging him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Karl..."

Karl Franz, whose shoulders were hurt by the power of the Phoenix King, raised his eyebrows unnaturally. I've been waiting for you for a long time, for three years and six months.

"Welcome to the Empire..."

"Okay, okay, don't say these spoiling words." Imrick interrupted the emperor's speech rudely, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

If you have any opinions, you can consult Walkerma of the Temple of the Twin-Tailed Comet to see if the super bald man has any doubts about the actions of the great holy war hero.

"I'm different from the short guy. I don't like these red tapes... Why don't we make a bet, Xiao Hu... cough cough."

Imrick paused. Xiao Hu Gulin, this is an internal joke, just because of his immature performance during the great holy war, people can't help but sigh that power is really something that makes people mature quickly.

"When Thorgrim arrived in Altdorf, the first thing he had to do was to carry his throne of power, fearing that the height difference would lead to criticism and be recorded in the Book of Hatred. If someone said that the dwarves were short, he would immediately return to the Eternal Peak to summon the Iron Hammer Warriors to prepare for a reckoning."

"Imric... I have already recorded your words in the Book of Hatred." Thorgrim, who was not on the throne of power, walked from a corner of the palace with a thick beard and a Kalak dragon crown on his head.

Originally, the meeting was a matter between elves and humans, but Thorgrim knew that if Imric was allowed to play freely, he would definitely humiliate the dwarves severely.

The status of the Supreme King in the empire was no less than that of the emperor. After a little inquiry, he knew that the Phoenix King had come to the palace.

So he brought... Brockson, who was tinkering with gunpowder with Bayershazer, and a group of Eternal Guards to the hall of the palace.

Imrick stopped patting Karl Franz's shoulder, stroking his chin with an amused look as he looked at Thorgrim: "Your short legs are much faster than I expected this time. Have you grown taller by drinking milk recently?"

"Go to hell..." Thorgrim has a bad temper, but his status as a monarch overwhelms his personality.

After all, this is a very important summit, and the dwarves cannot lose face, but if he doesn't scold them back, it seems to be more embarrassing.

Thorgrim stroked his beard and explained calmly: "I'm busy looking for a reliable husband for my daughter, so I set out a while in advance... I guess I'll see some lively little guys soon."

The little mustache has three offspring, which is what the Phoenix King and the High King like to tease in their correspondence. In theory, the elves, who are much more fertile than the dwarves, only have one offspring, while he, the High King, has three.

"Really... I suggest you marry Jenny to Gragrim and help him fulfill his vows as soon as possible."

"I can't pretend I didn't hear that, Imrick."

Agrim, who was full of alcohol, came late with his orange hair and the crown of Balagu. His red nose showed how drunk he was yesterday.

Imrick thought it was better not to say anything. Gragrim was the descendant of Iron Fist, and he might also be the last sworn warrior and war destroyer of the Dragonbeard Clan...

"If there is a chance, I want to meet Gragrim."

"I will."

Karl Franz was stunned. It was rumored that the elves and dwarves were not in harmony. So this is the kind of incompatibility? The Phoenix King joked with the Book of Hatred in front of the High King, and Thorgrim did not show any sign of being angry.

It shouldn't be... I heard that their actions in the badlands were a political deal. I'm afraid the real situation is far beyond the expectations of the empire.

Fortunately, Imrick did not forget the young Emperor Karl. He dragged the sledgehammer to the High King and kept a suitable distance, so as not to be complained by the mustache later. Talking to the pointy ears always makes your neck sore.

The people standing in the triangle made Imrick look nostalgic. Magnus, Erickson... The great holy war back then was also arranged in this way.

But the old Longbeard is dead, Magnus is waiting for the coming of Sigmar, and only he is still holding on...

"Everyone, I have been waiting for this day for a long time." (End of this chapter)