Warhammer Throne

  The first snow in 2525 of the empire calendar came earlier than ever.

  The day after the Battle of Brunswick.

The white snow fell slowly, turning this tormented city into a silver world. The emperor’s power purged Braunschweig forever and expelled the city from the plague and corruption. Those annoying The vines and poisonous moss were burned and exiled forever, the silt that blocked the river channel was thoroughly purified, the turbid yellow and bubbling Rick River re-exposed the riverbed, and the crystal clear river flowed in the river again.

  Before the ruins of the Palace Avenue, with the falling white snowflakes, the drum beat of the military band was very soft and firm.

  Along the two ends of the Palace Avenue, the troika slowly moved forward with the rider’s command. The best flannel was draped on the carriage behind the carriage, followed by the snow, and walked along the road to the final journey.

Both sides of the Palace Avenue are local residents of Braunschweig. The Battle of Braunschweig is over. About 200,000 people survived in the city. They gathered on both sides of the road, silently watching the last journey of the human hero. .

On the left side of the road are the remnants of the Empire, including but not limited to the Griffin Riders, Brunswick Honor Guard, Nur Iron Armor, Rick Guards, and Blackrock Guards. They line up in a row, fully armed, watching silently The coffin of the hero.

On the right side of the road, there are the old guards of Brittany, with tall bearskin hats, red and blue epaulettes, golden braids, dark coats and white lining. The same is true of legendary troops from Brittany. Line up and give the final compliments to the heroes.

This is a simple state funeral, initiated by Emperor Karl-Franz and King Ryan-Makado. It was a state funeral for Marshal Rick, Duke Griffin and Marshal Lauen. The heroes paid their lives to protect the capital of the empire. Their glorious deeds will be remembered forever and sung until the end of the world.

  The city is defended. It is very difficult to win, and it is very risky to win. Half of the city has been reduced to rubble.

  There is no joy of victory, no joy of survival. Almost everyone knows that this is just the end of a stage, and Chaos is far from being defeated.

  While the empire was exhausted, Bretania also suffered a huge loss.

The two kings are sitting on the high platform of the palace. The emperor "upgraded" Karl-Franz holds the light hammer in one hand and the hilt of the dragon tooth sword in the other. The original magical energy burning in his body makes his body Complete again, his soul is a hundred times stronger than ever before. His throne room was hit by a comet and curled into the huge spiral of primitive energy outside in the night sky, turning this place into a shimmering monochromatic color. The emperor's whole body was enveloped in golden light, and the trail of two platinum flames behind him dragged long. , Pointing straight to the sky.

The Sun King Ryan appeared to be a little more wilted. He had used too much power before, but in terms of aura alone, the original body was not inferior to the emperor. On the surface of Ryan’s body, the gold and silver lightning flashed constantly. , The original body is like a huge whirlpool, swallowing all the uncleanness, the divine weapon made with the weapon of destruction, my lord stands on the ground here, endless miracles and light surround Ryan’s Fingers and ancient sacred runes revolved around the goddess of vengeance. The silver flame was always burning in Ryan's eyes. Behind him was a huge phantom of a sharp sword in the book. The patterns of iris flowers continued to form, fade, and survive. interest.

  The two leaders looked at the state funeral procession and started a dialogue.

  The Empire is very quiet.

Geisel, Grand Duke Nord and Elector, also died. There are now only three Electors left in the empire, namely Emmanuel, Duke of the Empire, and Alberrich-Hout, the Grand Duke of Steier- Anderson and Ivey lead the elector Marius, and the chief royal wizard Greg Matak stands behind them. He looks as dirty as before, although his long beard looks already It was scorched in half.

At the end of yesterday’s battle, Matak lured a large group of Nurgle God-chosen warriors to the Imperial Zoo. The imperial chief royal wizard who had nothing to do at last managed to awaken the imperial dragon. The dragon was awakened in his sleep and was very angry. Dragon Breath directly wiped out all the invaders, and almost arranged Matak too.

It was the emperor’s son, Luitpold II, who was responsible for helping Marshal Rick to help the spirits. The prince did not show up in the Braunschweig defense, and he did not even have the opportunity to show his face. He hid in the refuge very much. For a long time, it didn't appear until the end of the battle. Ryan discovered that Luitpold II's strength was very poor, and he was only at the elite level in his 30s.

Not only Heilberg died in the battle, Heilberg’s lieutenant Hans-Zentler, and Rick’s guard captain Hans-Gintley all died in this battle. Hunter Marshal Wolfhart was seriously injured. Only Luitpold II was responsible for the election.

  The new Marshal Rick is Rudolf Lichtenstein.

  It is Frederick who is responsible for helping the Duke Griffin to help the spirit. This is the meaning of the emperor, and it is also the meaning of Ryan.

Similarly, Devonhill was responsible for helping the Duke of Lawn. The young baron cried very sadly. Lawn has always treated him very well. Following Devonhill, he did not expect Uncle Lawn to leave in this way. he.

  Lane’s nobles will speak louder, and the knights are discussing the battle situation and how much troops can be mobilized in the old world.

The promoted Karl-Franz looked mournful. He watched the team go away. He was silent for a long time, and finally said: "In any case, the Empire will always thank the Knight Kingdom for your support. Ryan, my best friend, can get your help, I Very happy, the Empire is honored."

"The lips are dead and the teeth are cold. The spirit of chivalry prompted us to do this." Ryan nodded in response. The knight king accepted the emperor's gratitude, but Ryan quickly cut to the topic: "If we don't come to help you, then it's our turn next. ."

"No, we don't exist. You, all of us are us." Emperor Carl, who was promoted, looked very serious: "Aicharn has only one plan, and that is to destroy the whole world. This is only the end of a stage. If you can't stop him , Then the whole world will go to destruction."

   "Our strength is no longer sufficient." Lane said seriously: "Empire, Brittany, we can't make up 150,000 troops together, and Aizhan has at least 1 million people."

"This is not what we are going to discuss now." Upgraded Carl looked at Ryan intently, his golden beard swaying along the master's words: "We must gather the incarnations of the eight winds before we can fight against Aizhan and close the chaotic teleportation. The door, rebuild the seal."

  "The priority is to find the incarnation of Qi Bafeng?" Ryan hesitated for a moment: "You? The Wind of Heaven?"

   "Why don't you want to be the incarnation of the wind of light?" the emperor asked solemnly.

   "I don't need this kind of power." Ryan shook his head.

   "Your pride will ruin you."

  "If I choose to accept the power of the wind of light, it will destroy me." Ryan flatly refused.

The ascended Carl had an angry expression on his face. For a moment he seemed to want to question, but reason calmed him down. The emperor held a hammer in one hand and a sword in one hand. He closed his eyes: "That's the nemesis, yes. Bar?"

   "Yes." Ryan shook the hilt of Nemesis's sword: "Father gave it to me."

"Heaven is no two, people are no two masters, and there can be only one master of mankind." The promoted Karl's tone was full of provocation: "Now our primary enemy is chaos. We will talk about other things later, but you can go. Tell your father, sooner or later, I will challenge him, and then I will blast his dead man’s head with Gail Malaz. If he knows him, he will submit to me as soon as possible, and he will still be the elector, otherwise. , Only one of me and him can live."

   "I will tell you the truth." Ryan said with a smile, neither humble nor overbearing.

Seeing that Ryan’s attitude was not clear, the emperor deliberately bypassed the alliance, maintaining a flat expression throughout the entire process. Karl Franz sighed softly: “Laughan’s death is a huge loss to the old world. It’s not that I don’t want to come in person, but..."

   "I know, only when the Maelstrom is unblocked can you go out in person." Ryan still put a smile away, and shook his head: "If this is the fate of the knight, then so be it."

   "Do you still follow the goddess' orders?"

   "I only trust my own judgment."

  The emperor frowned.

Just now, the wind of light broke through the air and rushed towards Ryan, as if he wanted to use Ryan as his host. To be fair, Ryan’s power is still very compatible with the wind of light, if he is willing to join the incarnation of the eight winds. Ranks, then the final decisive battle will be greatly improved by one or two points.

  However, Ryan categorically rejected the power of Bright Wind: "I don't need this power."

  Bright Wind was rejected by Ryan and immediately chose to stand behind him. The gray knight's supreme mentor Caldo Diego, who was also seriously injured, also categorically refused: "I don't need this power."

  After being rejected twice in a row, Bright Wind did not look for its overlord in Brunswick, but flew directly to the north.

  The two monarchs sat together. The emperor was silent, and the Knight King was equally silent. They all just watched the state funeral team disappear to the end of their sight.

  For a long time, the emperor took the initiative to speak again: "Although Braunschweig has defended, the city has no defensive value. I think we can move to Nur, as well as Ivyheim."

   "Yes, you can." Ryan said lightly, and the Knight King shook his head wearily: "You are the emperor."

   Carl glanced at the knight queen Sulia sitting on the right hand side of Ryan, and he sighed: "Now is the time when we need all our allies."

   "I have brought all the allies that can be summoned." Ryan pointed to Alalos and Badr-Crimson standing below: "It's up to you next."

"Then take a rest for a while, we move to Noor, we can also get food supplies from Ivy and Brittany, and gather the remaining army." The promoted Carl looked at the same imperial lady Ai standing below. Miria, the emperor took out the map and analyzed: "As long as Midenheim remains firmly held, we still have a chance, and now we must wait until the eight wind incarnations are gathered."

   "Which will the incarnation of the eight winds be?" Ryan thought. He did not reject the emperor's proposal, but he did not agree.

The emperor became more aware of what Ryan was thinking, but at present there is no good solution to the problem. The emperor can only say: "If you don’t consider the accident, in fact, the most likely incarnation of the eight winds is Ruscia’s eight. Only the magic toad, everyone corresponds to a kind of wind."

   "Then we are done." Ryan grinned and said with an awkward smile: "The magic toads will only consider their own big plans. They may fight against Chaos, but they will never do what we imagined."

"Because of the big plan, the magic toads will not choose to become the host." Upgraded Carl shook his head: "It will take time to confirm the incarnation of the Eight Winds. During this time, while Aizhan has not personally traveled south, we must save money. Power, come on, Ryan, my dear friend, let us fight this war side by side."

   "For now, this can only be done." Ryan also sighed.

  The emperor's heart shrank, and the things of Luitpold II could not be kept after all.

  Since this is the case, why not just do it! Fighting against the final moment, against Aicharn, requires the power of Ryan and his brothers, and it is extremely necessary.

So when the state funeral was over, the emperor ordered the princes of the empire to gather in front of the Bretonians. The emperor’s golden figure sat on the throne. He said to everyone: "Princes of the empire, the Battle of Brunswick, yes A disaster in the empire is also my responsibility. I did not do a good job so that the Yankees invaded our capital and destroyed the empire into a large area of ​​ruins."

"Over the past few months, more than ten million imperial citizens have been killed on our land. For this, as the emperor, I cannot escape the blame. I declare that I will take this responsibility and wait until the end. Within a year after everything ends at Yanzhi Moment, I will take the initiative to step down as the Emperor of the Empire!"

  The words of the ascended Carl blasted like a rock on the palace avenue, and people whispered and whispered in shock!

  The emperor, intends to abdicate after the end of the Yan Moment? !

  Who will the throne be passed to?

   is Luitpold II? Is it Frederick? Or is it Marius, Hout-Anderson, or something else... what Sylvania?

Luitpold II and Frederick standing in the audience seemed to have a hunch. They looked at each other, and looked away from the sight of gunpowder, and almost instantly, the generals and courtiers of the pro-Nur faction We immediately started to stand in line. The generals and courtiers of the Pro-Rick faction were few in number, but they also stood firmly behind Luitpold II.

   "I have chosen a master who is strong and indisputable for you." The promoted Carl knocked the golden griffin pattern on the throne and slowly said: "Frey! Come on stage!"

  Frederick only felt that his hands were trembling. He walked forward quickly, step by step up the steps, walked up to the emperor, and knelt down on one knee: "Godfather... Your Majesty!"

"Frei, I think of all the suitable candidates, only you are the most outstanding. You are brave, witty, fearless, and valuable in character. You will be able to overcome the great tradition and be the best heir to the golden spirit. I As the current emperor Karl-Franz, the imperial parliament immediately initiated a voting resolution. I propose to designate Frederick and Baron Noor as the next imperial crown prince. Now everyone can vote."

  After finishing speaking, the emperor who also holds the status of elector of Rick first raised his hand to agree.

  Empire Countess Emilia beamed her eyes, and Ryan’s little maid immediately raised her hand to agree.

   Marius had a stinking face, and Ivey led the Grand Duke without hesitation, and raised his hand to agree.

  Steier led Grand Duke Hout-Anderson hesitated for a moment, but still raised his hand to agree.

  The acting archbishop of the Church of Justice looked at the flames of the twin-tailed comet trail behind the emperor, and reluctantly raised his hand to agree.

"Okay, that's five votes." The emperor nodded: "Then even if we count Boris and Ulrich who are not here, we still have an absolute majority. Then I, as the emperor, declare that the procedure is valid. Starting today, Baron Frederick is the Crown Prince of my Empire and the next Emperor of the Empire!"

  "咚~咚~咚~"

  The small wooden hammer beeps three times, and the resolution is passed!

  After nearly two hundred years, the imperial throne will return to Nur again soon!

  Seeing this scene, Ryan's face finally showed a smile.

  His layout is finally complete.