Warhammer Throne

"Really? The demon hunter and Mrs. Keisler fought in the hotel in the town?" In the open space by the Chinon River, Ryan was gesticulating with his brother Anglang.

Said it was a gesture, but in fact it was just Ryan being unilaterally abused. The Holy Grail knight was beaten so that half of his face was swollen, his body was bruised, and the warhammer fell not far away. Opposite him, Ann. Gran looked happy, sweaty on his body, holding a large battle axe in his hand and a sledgehammer in his other hand.

If it is an ordinary holy grail knight, he would have to peel off his skin after undergoing such a powerful heavy blow, but Ryan is different. He is a genetic original. After a short five-minute rest, Ryan's injuries and swelling disappeared: " Brother, I'm ready!"

"Okay! Come again!"

The Griffin warhammer that fell aside flew back to the hands of the Holy Grail knights driven by Len's psychic energy. Len raised the warhammer and fought with his brother again.

"Bang!" The warhammer and the axe blade were handed over, and the unstoppable power from both arms caused Ryan to regress continuously. The Holy Grail Knight felt that he had lost his center of gravity, and Anglang did not give him the opportunity to adjust at all, World Devourer The Primarch's bullying up was a continuous sweeping attack, and Ryan had to continue to retreat.

"You can't win by retreating all the time, my brother!" Angelang slammed a punch to the ground, and the rammed ground was hit directly into a pit.

"I'm not the group of idiots who don't know how to retreat, brother, I put my fists away for a better attack!" Ryan immediately caught Angelang's flaw, or at least it was a flaw for him, Ryan slammed out. A heavy punch hit his brother's chest directly, and his fist drew a biting wind of fist.

"That's right!" Anglang immediately changed his actions. He immediately got up, took a half step backward, and then threw a right fist, hitting it with Ryan's fist: "Brother, you are already on the verge of breaking through. What you need now is the thrill of punching to the flesh!"

"Bang!" The fists of the two Primarchs almost broke the sound barrier, and the huge force contained therein distorted the space and shook the surrounding rivers and land.

There is no doubt that the loser is still Ryan. Under his brother's terrible wrist strength, Ryan screamed and flew out again. He rolled on the ground several times, his strong body was covered with countless dust, and his handsome face was full. It's mud.

At this time, Ryan did not care about the demeanor of the knight. He rolled over as a lazy donkey. The light blue psychic vortex had already revolved around his body. Ryan’s warhammer fell in the distance, and he did not Planning to pick it up.

His hands burst into blue fire, and his eyes turned blue. The Grey Knight Gene Primarch concentrated his psionic energy, and his hands moved forward: "Psionic energy~storm!"

The white lightning that was as thick as an arm cut through the space and hit Anglang's body. The spiritual power released by Ryan in one breath was enough to make the most powerful beastman and beast king temporarily avoid the edge.

But his enemy is Anglang. His brother withstood the psychic storm forcibly and rushed towards Ryan in big strides: "You lose! Brother!"

Shrouded and scorched by the psychic storm, Anglang raised his right arm, with his terrifying power condensed on it. A fist much bigger than a sandbag penetrated the sound barrier again like a cannonball. Let Ryan call.

Ryan had to immediately retract his hands and cross his chest, preparing to resist Anglang's attack.

For an instant, he felt that he wanted to be hit by the buffalo herd on the grassland at full speed, and then he flew out like this.

"Humph!" Anglang snorted coldly, and the psychic storm that was bothering and scorching him was shattered by the power of his body directly.

In the air full of scorching smell, Anglang did not continue pursuing, he stood in place.

There are a large number of scratches and rolling marks on the ground. This is obviously Ryan’s "masterpiece". His younger brother was beaten out dozens of meters, rolled many times on the ground, and then hit a rock, causing a lot of smoke. .

It seemed Ryan was silent.

Anglang did not appear to be worried at all. On the contrary, he finally nodded his head in satisfaction: "Very good."

"Boom!" A silver-white beam of light soared into the sky where Ryan had fallen. The blue flame dissipated a large amount of smoke and dust, and his clothes were disheveled. Ryan, with a gray head and face, appeared in front of Anglong, with light blue in his eyes. The flame is burning, it is the perfect combination of psychic, mental, and physical power.

Ryan has advanced. Starting today, he is the legendary high-level Knight Commander of the Holy Grail.

Before the Chivalry War, Ryan had faintly enlisted to advance, and Anglang's power allowed him to complete the advancement.

His physical strength is even more unfathomable. His psychic power has already rushed through his body like a sea wave, his wrist strength has increased by nearly half, the powerful power radiates everywhere, and the light blue flames revolve around Ryan.

"Very well, you have finally advanced." Anglang nodded, with a smile on his face: "You are much better than Luo Jia now, my brother."

"...Uh." Ryan wiped a mixture of sweat and mud on his face, and then vomited some weeds out of his mouth. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Let’s get here today, brother, I’ve just advanced. I need to temporarily Stabilize your realm."

"Okay, you wash it first."

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An hour later, Ryan and Angelang, who had been cleaned up, returned to Jean Town. Angelang said: "You haven't finished the topic before, brother, you said that the demon hunter had a fight with some Mrs. Keisler. NS?"

"Yes, Mrs. Keesler died two, and the demon hunters were not injured." Ryan followed Anglang towards the bar in the town: "Hex took the guards to settle the matter, those few Mrs. Keesler was unwilling to give up, and they said they would appeal to the Duke of Winford."

"Ha, what's the use of that, the Duke will undoubtedly favor you, where are those Madam Keisler confident that they can win a holy grail knight in this country?" After living for a few months, Anger Lang knew about the current situation on the continent and their respective characteristics. He laughed: "It's the same as the planetary governor going to Terra to sue the ban army."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha~"

"Hahahaha~"

The two of them laughed, and then walked into the bar. Ryan ordered a glass of brandy, while Angelang loved mead more. The bar owner was very excited to see Ryan’s arrival. He not only poured a full glass of wine, but also said Half price for the second cup.

Ryan and Anglang ordered the stewed pork soup, roast chicken and roast goose again. Anglang had a large appetite, and so did Ryan. Two people ate dozens of silver coins for a meal.

At the dinner table, Ryan and his brother continued to chat: "I have set up a workshop along the Chinon River, but what is annoying is that we lack blacksmiths, and Brittany lacks blacksmiths, and is willing to Fewer people come to work as blacksmiths in barons like ours."

Ryan has the enchant weapon manufacturing technology from the ancient sage analyzed by the emperor. In addition, he also knows the hydraulic stamping forging technology. Normally, there is no problem with several workshops, but he can never go personally as a lord. Be a blacksmith?

"I know, brother, I think you can't just confine your eyes to humans." Anglang grabbed a chicken wing in his hand and tore the meat on it: "I don't mean anything else, brother, you Maybe you can try dwarves and elves. I think their forging skills are very good, at least better than humans."

"Huh? Brother knows that the forging skills of elves and dwarves are good?" Ryan was curious, how did Anglang know?

"I'm not really a farmer anymore, my brother, when you set out on the expedition, I went to Poldero and went out to sea to fish by boat. I caught a big fish and came back. I'm half a person tall, you can go to my house if you have a chance." Anglang smiled, and gestured for the size of the fish: "I used a trident to take the big fish directly from the sea. The inside was crossed out, and the local Poseidon Church also rewarded me with a bag of dried tuna fish, saying that I was a warrior."

"Hahaha~ well, my brother's life is rich and colorful." Ryan laughed repeatedly.

Anglang can be so happy, he is very happy as a younger brother.

"I stayed in Polderro for a few days. There are a few dwarf craftsmen there, especially a dwarf rune craftsman named Deron Feinsen, who lives in this place." Anglang took out. A roll of parchment with the address of the dwarf craftsman: "This is for you, maybe you can use it."

"Thank you." Ryan took the parchment, and he began to think.

Unlike the empire, the relationship between dwarves and Bretania is average. Knights originally had little chance of contact with dwarves, and due to the diplomatic relationship with the wood elves and the original identity of the fairy in the lake, Bretania naturally It will not form a holy alliance like the empire and the dwarves, but the kingdom of knights and the dwarves are not enemies either.

I can really check it out. The dwarves value money more, and then they have a special preference for technology. They have a lot of new enchanting techniques in their hands. Maybe this rune blacksmith would be interested?

"Speaking of which, I want to participate in the party of the Duke of Polderro..." Ryan covered his head, a little headache, and took the opportunity to complain to his brother: "To participate in this kind of banquet, you usually need to bring a female partner, and you have to A female partner of the right status, but where am I going to find a female partner? I can't bring an elf to a banquet, right?"

"My brother, do you really don't understand or you don't understand?" Who knows that Anglang looked at him with contempt: "You obviously have the most suitable candidate, and the little girl will run to you if she has nothing to do. , Why don't you ask her?"

"Okay, I see." Ryan nodded, he knew who Angelang was talking about.

Just when Ryan was working hard to consolidate his strength and build his territory.

In the waters outside Marienburg, on a medium-sized passenger ship.

In the luxuriously decorated cabin, Veronica was staying in the room with her little student Catherine, and the witch's face was full of joy.

After arriving in Marienburg, Veronica was received by Schultz, the Grand Duke of Marienburg. The witch really enjoyed the treatment of a VIP, which made her heart very satisfied. Of course she knew that she was because of her. What is so important.

Although I don't understand why Ryan and Schultz took over such a deep friendship in a short period of time, it is not important. What is important is that she has a great partner and her own man.

Knowing that Veronica was planning to rush to Ryan's side, Schultz arranged for a clipper to immediately send Veronica and her apprentice away. This made the witch planned a journey of about twenty-five days. The ground is shortened, and Veronica can reach Ryan in ten days at most on this clipper.

This can't help but make the witch in a good mood.

At night, there were waves outside the ship, and the goose-yellow magic lamp was lit inside the passenger ship. Catherine was sitting aside using needles and threads to mend her clothes. This is a compulsory course for witch apprentices. In the Garland Council, the apprentices not only You only need to learn magic, but also a lot of housework and various needlework. Some instructors even ask apprentices to make clothes for themselves, and most apprentices of witches are not wealthy, and they have to know how to mend their clothes.

Today’s witch wears a long agate red wolf velvet windbreaker, a black woolen sweater and a hip skirt. The skirt of this dress is very short. A pair of long slender black silk legs are completely exposed to the air. The witch lies on her back. On the bed: "Catherine?"

"What's the matter, Senator?" Her little apprentice put down his work and raised his head.

"Come here, Catherine." Veronica beckoned and motioned for her little apprentice to come to her.

Catherine was wearing a plain dress and a red witch’s robe. The weather was gradually entering winter. The little maid, who was afraid of the cold, put on thick knee-length socks. Hearing her tutor calling herself, the pupil quickly put it down. The job in hand came to the mentor: "What's the matter, Senator?"

"Don't do it, put it away, come and talk to me." Veronica looked in a good mood: "Take off your boots and sit on the mat."

"Okay, Congressman." Catherine took off her short boots somewhat shyly, and then sat next to Veronica, blushing: "What's the matter?"

"You look exactly like me six or seven years ago~" Veronica touched Catherine's little head and rubbed her blonde hair into a mess: "I was like this at the time, shy and timid, look. ~"

Veronica took out a small notebook from the space ring, with several engraved photos of magic engraved on it.

In the photo, Catherine can see Veronica from the past.

The witch at that time was not as arrogant and full of self-confidence as it is now, she was still a little shy, and her face was a little immature, but she could already see that this was a high-quality beauty embryo.

The little apprentice felt very curious. After all, this was the first time the instructor told her about his past: "Hey~ Was the congressman like this before?"

"Everyone came here like this, Catherine." Veronica nodded, and she turned down.

After a few photos, the shy and immature witch of the past disappeared completely. She became cold and mature, and at the same time there was a gloom between her eyebrows. Veronica's slender jade finger pointed to these photos: "This It was before I met Ryan."

Catherine nodded seemingly.

A few more photos passed. At this time, Veronica in the photo is very close to what it is now, mature and beautiful, and the gloom between her eyebrows has disappeared. Veronica’s white jade fingers brushed over it. Before she could speak, Catherine suddenly said: "These photos are after meeting your lord Ryan? The councillor seems to have become happy."

"Hahahahaha~ Catherine, you guessed it, this is what I looked like after I met Ryan." Veronica smiled, she put the notebook away treasuredly, and then pressed it against her full chest , As if recalling the sweetest thing: "Everything has become different..."

The witch's movements were a bit big, and her sweater was pulled up for a short length, revealing the skin of her lower abdomen like suet.

There is also a beautiful mark like a tattoo.

Catherine's eyes were instantly attracted by this mark.

The silver pattern is engraved on Veronica's belly like a brand. In the middle of the pattern is a silver heart. Then there are silk threads that spread out like wings on both sides of the heart. In the middle of the silver heart is a sword pattern.

This pattern is full of sacred aura, and a powerful purifying power is flowing.

"Ah!" Veronica followed Catherine's gaze, and immediately realized that the pupil saw something she shouldn't see. She hurriedly pulled up her clothes and flushed.

"Member, is this?"

Updated, today’s chapter 4600 words, I wish you all a happy reading!

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