Warhammer Throne

The fierce battle is going on at Turis Castle, and at the same time, the Duke of Connaught, Mousillon.

A large caravan is trying to enter the town.

This caravan is holding a black skull banner, several carriages are escorting a lot of the empire’s exquisite noble supplies and magic gems, two plainly dressed but carrying a large number of weapons drive the car, a tall asshole-like **** The guards, there are two half-elves, they are wearing gray robes with compound bows on their backs, and they are guarding a luxuriously decorated carriage.

The high wall in the distance of Mu Xilong is like the symbol of the end of the world. The huge wall that is tens of meters high can not even see the end at all, leaving only endless shock and oppression.

The flood last year caused a devastating blow to the Duke of Connaught. Although even the flood of the nymph in the lake could not break through the walls of Moussilon, there is already a mess and piles of ruins outside the walls of Moussilon. , Tattered, piled up cemetery, all show that Mu Xilong has lost the prosperity of the past.

Of course, the caravan was stopped: "Who are you? Please show your paperwork or report."

"We are from Marienburg, Baron Hal Harris's trading partner. Take this thing, go in and tell him that the goods he wants are coming!" A big fat hand stretched out from the carriage. Covered with all kinds of gold and silver jewelry, his voice was very dull and out of shape, and a chapter of the document was thrown on the guard's face: "Take a look! Fool!"

Judging from this hand alone, the owner of the hand weighed more than two hundred and fifty catties.

The guard took the document, and sure enough, it was covered with the coat of arms of the von Kastein family: "Please wait a moment, I'll go back and report to Baron Harris!"

"Huh!" An impatient grunt came from inside the carriage, and the guard could still hear the woman's strange voice faintly.

A guard entered, and a low-level vampire guard was still wary of the caravan. He carefully observed this strange caravan. Two plainly dressed coachmen with a lot of weapons, one full of blond hair, using swords and shields. , Blond guards in full armor, two half-elf archers in gray robes, and a prudent butler in berets, with goatees.

The coachman looked rascal and vigilant, and the blond guard looked like a hooligan, but looked a little nervous, but the butler just frowned and said nothing.

The curtain of the carriage was pulled open, and a **** body was piled in the middle of the carriage like a hill. His fat face was covered with a thick beard, and his small eyes were squeezed into a slit by the fat. , A pair of small round-frame glasses flashed a terrible light, his smile was full of magic, and he felt as if he could steal any mortal's money.

He had a beautiful woman in his left arm. This woman was very sweet, with a black-brown shawl and long hair scattered, and her makeup was particularly bold, with an enchanting scent everywhere. She half leaned in the arms of the fat businessman, The grapes were put into his mouth, and the woman was only wearing a low-cut and drop-shouldered short-sleeved skirt. The fat man's hands reached directly above her breasts, constantly rubbing, and the woman's face was full of indulgence. The expression, even deliberately made a lot of noise.

This must be a prostitute! It's still the kind that is wrapped up! The guard thought unwillingly.

There is also a woman in the carriage. She has long shiny black hair and a mole on her slender Danfeng eye disc. But she has a very ugly hooked nose, which seems to be the reason. She looked world-weary, as if everyone owed her five hundred gold crowns.

This should be a maid, and the guard thought: She has a good figure, but she looks too ugly.

After a while, a vampire lord appeared. He had a pale face and a hairless head. Seeing the fat businessman in front of him, he said in disbelief, "Hofler? Unbelievable. After a few years, you have become like this, and I can't recognize you anymore."

"I'm stronger and fatter, my friend, and, I'm not Hoffler now, I'm Gabe Newell, a harmless, self-made Marienburg merchant." Looking like a dude, he rubbed his hand vigorously, causing the woman next to him to cry so much pain, and then stretched out his hand from her neckline: "I'm here for delivery now."

"Delivery? How many years was our last transaction? Five years? Six years?" The vampire lord was very wary. He looked at the fat businessman in front of him with suspicion: "Are you really Hoffman? I don't feel like it."

"Seven years and eight months, and, please, I am Gabe now, Gabe Newell! And, you know how difficult it is to get what your von Kastein family wants, where can I find it all at once? So many? Since Karl Franz became the throne, the empire has been investigating the direction of luxury goods and magic ores. If I get a little more, I will immediately be on this month's hanging list!" Gabe Newell stretched out With his fat hand, he stretched out his thick fingers, pointed at the vampire lord Hal, and said impatiently.

"Then how did you get so much now?" The vampire lord was still a little skeptical.

"It took me several years to save it. Every year, I carry a few batches of goods. I will intercept and leave a little bit, saying that it is a loss of transportation. It took several years to get the number you want! That old miser Schultz has to check for a long time every time. This is your attitude?" the fat businessman said endlessly.

The vampire lord thought for a moment. Indeed, after the new Grand Duke of Marienburg Schultz took office, the vampires lurking in the upper floors of Marienburg were terrible. Schultz could easily distinguish between vampires and caught a group of them. , The trading network that vampires spent hundreds of years building was severely damaged, and the merchant in front of him was one of the few merchants who escaped the hunt.

"Okay, should I go in?" The fat businessman looked calm, he was just a little impatient.

The vampire lord was about to order the release. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the man with a goatee and a housekeeper was a little strange. He looked about forty years old, with his head down and his eyes full of caution and calmness, so he continued to question. Said: "That's not right, what about your former accountant who talked a lot? I remember that your former housekeeper was not this."

"That kid? Ah! Don't mention him to me. I secretly intercepted the goods and wanted to trade with you. As a result, the kid also learned to steal my goods and was killed by me. Now he changed to an honest and steady man. Settling accounts is slow, but steady." Gabe Newell explained.

"And your former lover, who is called Kayla?" Vampire Lord Hal still didn't believe it.

"My wealthy lady! That's all how many years ago." The fat businessman yelled, "Later I became rich. A drunkenness accidentally crushed her spine, and I spent a few more minutes. A silver coin cremated her, that's a lot of money, and it hurts me to think about it!"

These living people are really a bunch of stupid pigs, as the vampire lord Hal thought, he finally had no doubts.

"Well, you continue to doubt me. How many people do you think would be willing to risk being on the torture frame and accept the torture to make a deal with you?" Gabe Newell, a fat businessman from Marienburg, reached out towards Hal. A thumbs up, and then a very magical smile appeared: "Now you always believe it is me, right?"

"Last question, how many times have we traded together?" Hal nodded, and the vampire lord had begun to believe it.

"More than two times, but less than four times." Gabe Newell looked confused. He pointed his fingers for a long time before giving a strange answer.

"Well, my friend, Gabe Newell, welcome to Moussilon, come, let go." The vampire lord was finally relieved, because he had the deepest memory of the person before him.

This rich second-generation businessman can't count three.

On the way into the city, the vampire lord looked at two half-elves in gray robes and said to Gabe-Newell: "You can hire half-elves. This is really rare. Can you let them sell some blood? Give it to me? The price is negotiable."

"Half-elves are not difficult to hire, my friend." Gabe Newell said nonchalantly. His voice seemed to be deformed because of the pressure on the vocal cords. "Many people are willing to fight. As long as the price is right, the half-elves also Money, but also to eat, those high elves don't wait to see them, and humans treat them as aliens."

Hearing these words, the faces of the two half-elves showed uncomfortable expressions: "Our employment contract does not have this regulation, sir."

"Yes, yes, we have to have the spirit of contract, my friend, Hal Harris." Gabe Newell reluctantly spread his hands: "Or you can discuss the price with them yourself? I only take 30%. After all, I am not a miser."

miser! vampire! This is the expression on the faces of both the vampire lord and the half-elf.

With the permission of the vampire lord, the caravan finally entered the city of Moussilon. The method adopted by the city is strict in and wide out. The dense streets and messy corners of the city can be seen everywhere, and there are pubs, pharmacies, bookstores and a large number of search A place for fun, a place for skin and meat trading and even exposed to broad daylight. The store sells all kinds of forbidden books, cult ornaments, and various poisons and assassination equipment. It seems weird in this uniform and degenerate environment. Sense of harmony.

The caravan and a group of people came to the inner fort of Moussilon Castle. Before Merovingen Castle, the undead guards and vampires appeared from the shadows and counted the goods. They took out a large sum of real gold and silver to pay for the goods. The vampire lord Hal He said blankly: "You came at an untimely time. Our front line is at war with Pordro. The Blood Duke and his army are out of the city. I will leave soon. You can do whatever you want."

"Hey, I didn't plan to go so fast. I want to hold an event called the Steam Summer Special." The fat businessman stretched out a fat hand and gave a thumbs up: "I will stay here for two more days."

"Storm summer special?" Hal opened the heavy wooden box, which contained many precious magic ores, and many imperial noble luxuries. The vampire lord stretched out his pale hand and grabbed a glass wine glass inlaid with gems. Nodded with satisfaction: "Our trade contract has always been valid, right?"

The vampires of the von Kastein family liked the luxury goods of the imperial aristocracy the most, and they received as much as they wanted.

"Yes, it has been effective, provided that I am still alive." Gabe Newell smiled.

"As long as you can continue to supply us for a long time, you will not only live, but also live well. If you feel that your life is about to come to an end, we can help you." The vampire lord Hal said to himself The pale face approached Gabe Newell's fat face, and then motioned to his subordinates to put the goods away: "I hope you don't supply it for so long next time."

"I try my best."

All the goods in the cart were unloaded, and the vampire's gold and silver soon filled the Marienburg merchant's wagon, and then the Marienburg merchant's wagon turned around and drove toward the side of Moussilon's street.

Hal was still counting the goods, and the young Mathieubad appeared. The young knight looked at Hal's things: "Where did this come from?"

"It's Marienburg, my trading partner, it is not your turn to intervene in the affairs of the von Kastein family, young man." The vampire lord Hal did not turn around at all, if it weren't for Manfred and Ackhan for the time being Cooperation, he would not even pay attention to this young ranger knight.

Mathieubad wanted to kill the lord of the vampire with a sword, but he knew he couldn't do it. At most he chopped a piece of black smoke, or watched him turn into countless bats, he was about to continue asking the caravan From the origins of the Lich King, Arkhan, the Lich King, walked out of Merovingen Castle holding a staff that was burning with blue flames: "My godson, get ready, we are going to the next plan."

"Okay, my godfather." Mathieubad could only give Hal a fierce look, then turned and left Arkhan.

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Relying on a deal, the fat businessman made a huge profit. He bought two small rooms in the hotel and a large room with a courtyard. The hotel owner and the guys took a lot of gold and started preparing for a game. A hearty dinner.

This hotel is a two-story large wooden house with a small courtyard with high walls. The door was locked immediately after the caravan came in. After confirming that no one was farming or monitoring them, the fat businessman and the caravan All of the people began to put down their luggage and parcels, and put their carts in the courtyard.

Gabe Newell took out a bottle of water and wiped it on his face: "Diving in is more difficult than imagined. I think that vampire already suspects me. Emilia said that this mask is valid for three days. We The task must be completed within three days."

The woman in a low-cut sleeveless dress held her chest tearfully, and angrily twisted Gabe Newell's waist.

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