Warhammer Throne

The flame ignited in the hall, and the prophet Anara of the lake **** gave Calad a few last words, and then faced a sad smile and stepped into the flame.

"No! Sister! No!" Karad wanted to stretch out his hand, but was discouraged by everyone: "Kalad! Calm down!"

"No, sister, you don't need to do this!" Karad wanted to say again, Annara's figure had disappeared in the flame, and her white figure withered in the flame.

Before leaving, she leaned over Ulles, smiled, and stroked the serene face of the Knight Commander of the Holy Grail with her hand. The fire burned, and the prophet of the lake **** dissipated the power given to her by the fairy in the lake, and was caught by the flames. Swallowed.

"This is her choice, Karad." Dar Hydra lived in Karad's clothes: "You have to respect her choice. In this country, no one can order a lady's lake **** prophet..."

"I'm the only one left. I'm really the only one left." Karad pushed Dalheide away sullenly, and walked out of the auditorium alone.

He also made up his mind to start his own Holy Grail expedition.

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After the war, Lyonace was in ruins. Except that the inner castle area was not captured, the entire castle was actually in a mess. The barbarians would grab things when they saw things, and smash the doors when they saw them. The castle may be in danger of running out of food.

Hubald led three thousand knights and three thousand knights to chase the barbarians who fled. The barbarians of the small tribes who were ripped off had already boarded the dragon boat and retreated when the army of knights was besieging the Scarlet Guard. At that time, he was very flustered and left the old, weak, sick and disabled. Hubald gave a simple order to these old, weak, sick and disabled, and that was to put them to death.

At night, on the tower of Lyona Seneburg.

A three-story tower in Naiburg was allocated to Ryan and his attendants to live in. The decoration inside is quite exquisite and luxurious. The hero of Breton is wearing a bathrobe and sitting on the bed to rest. He has a lot of body. The place was still bandaged, and a soft quilt was covering his body.

In his absence, Su Liya is the supreme commander of the knight army. No one dared to disturb the rest of the chosen champion of the fairy in the lake. The countess was dealing with various affairs underneath.

Ryan is thinking about the outcome of this war.

Egil's death means a lot.

Egil is the king of Scarlins, the overlord of the northern wasteland, the hegemon of the Norsca tribes, the champion of horror, the hunter of countless terrible creatures, and the nightmare of southerners. His death means a lot.

First of all, the barbarians have lost their leader. There is no doubt that these countless barbarian tribes have lost their leader. Aegil relied on great prestige and strong personal strength to establish a center with the Scarlins tribe. Small tribes usually pay tribute and send troops during war. This kind of kingdom will be very strong when Egil is alive, but as long as he dies, everything will be wiped out, and this system will collapse in an instant.

Secondly, Scarlins lost all the elite in this war. Usually this tribe controls a large number of small barbarian tribes, relying on elites and a large number of troops. Now, the elite of Scarlins is here. The battle is gone. In the future, it will be at least three to five years, as long as ten years or even longer. The pressure of the empire and Bretania on the looting of the northern barbarians will be greatly reduced, which is undoubtedly a good thing.

In the end, Bretania also had to face its own dilemma.

This chaotic invasion also caused heavy losses to Brittany. Lyonace also lost more than half of the mobilization of the entire Duchy. Four Holy Grail knights including Jules died in battle, and they were brought from Curona. The incoming reinforcements also lost more than 40%. After this battle, the strength of the aristocrats in the northern part of the kingdom was greatly damaged. Maybe it will take them several years to slow down.

Ryan was still thinking about what he could get from this war, and his door rang.

"Boom boom boom~ Ryan, it's me, can I come in?" A mature voice came from outside the door.

"Please come in." Ryan knew who the person was as soon as he heard the voice. His room was located on the inside of the three-story building. From the first floor to the third floor, the knights lived, and there were Veronica and Teresa outside. It is impossible for anyone to sneak into the magic circle set up here.

The tall and slender figure of the female warlock appeared behind the door. Teresa seemed to have just finished taking a shower, her hair still had a moist luster, and her face was slightly flushed. She was wearing a Garland woman's gray fine lines. The gradual lapel dress, from the slits of the dress, you can see that her long white legs are looming.

"You are very leisurely. Your fiancee is still having endless meetings with a group of great nobles downstairs." There was a bright light in Teresa's silver eyes. She moved a chair, and then took out one from behind her. Bottle glass and two goblets: "Would you like a glass?"

"Theresa, I'm injured and can't drink." Ryan complained.

"This is not wine, this is fresh orange juice. I also added a little medicine to it to ensure that you can heal faster." The sorcerer looked at the somewhat embarrassed Ryan narrowly: "You are injured, knight, have a drink. "

"Okay, I took it for granted." Ryan took the goblet. The entrance was sweet and sour orange juice with some deep flavor in it. Obviously, the Sorceress covered the medicine under the taste of juice and told him Good entrance.

After a glass of juice, Ryan put down his book and started chatting with Teresa: "Suria is down?"

"Well, Miss Suria...or it should be said that Mrs. Suria is having a meeting below. A lot of seizures were made in this war. I really don't know what kind of place the Northern Wasteland is, and why the barbarians are so barren. , But all kinds of precious metals are very rich? We have seized gold, silver and copper worth more than 30,000 kronor in the barbarian camp, and there are countless rare metals. The dwarf you brought is called Dugan. Right, he said he had never seen so many good things in his life." Teresa raised one of her long legs, and she could see that she was relaxed: "Suria hopes to help you gain more benefits. ."

"The Northern Wasteland is a magical country, Teresa, where the products are barren and it is blown by the wind of chaos all the year round, and the chaotic corruption is everywhere. Although the northern wasteland is everywhere distorted and changed by the release of chaotic energy. But there is also wealth hidden in the terrible danger-inexhaustible and inexhaustible gold mines, iron ore and other mountains containing precious metal veins." Ryan said with a smile: "Don't look at a lot. At that time, the Nords were fighting the barbarians, but the trade also continued intermittently. Some small tribes in the south of Norsca used a large amount of ores and metals to exchange food and daily necessities with the Nords. Many trading posts were important to the kingdom. The source of the ore... It’s just that no one puts it on the bright side."

"Yeah." Teresa replied absent-mindedly. She looked at Ryan, with a somewhat obscure look behind the butterfly-patterned glasses, looking like pride, but also worried and confused.

Ryan saw it, and he took the initiative to speak: "What's wrong? Theresa?"

"It's nothing... Have you broken through the sanctuary?" The female warlock stared at the handsome man leaning on the bed and asked her own question: "I can feel that your strength is stronger."

"Yeah, what's the matter? I've been stuck at the pinnacle of the legend for a long time." Ryan grabbed Teresa's cold little hand: "Is there anything weird about my breakthrough?"

"At the age of thirty, you have become a strong sanctuary at the age of thirty. There is no second other than His Majesty Ludwig, the savior one hundred and sixty years ago... And, Ryan, your breakthrough is as I imagined. Is different.” Teresa was obviously happy with Ryan’s initiative. She in turn held Ryan’s hand and said in a low voice, “Do you know how mother broke through the pinnacle of legend and advanced to the sanctuary?”

"Appreciate further details."

"Mother locked herself on the top of the Wizard Tower for nearly three months. The frosty energy overflowed inside extended the winter for three months. It wasn't until a soaring beam of light enveloped the Wizard Tower that her mother shattered the ice and appeared, declaring that she would enter. Ranked sanctuary, and Ryan, your advanced sanctuary is just like eating and drinking. Except for the powerful aura that flashed through you at that time, I hardly dare to confirm that you are already a sanctuary strong." Trey Sha shook her head, and she shook Ryan's hand: "You are really special, really."

Sanctuary means the limit of mortals, and advanced sanctuary means that mortals have reached the limit of life in some way. Each sanctuary powerhouse is the most precious resource of their respective forces, and they will not use it unless they are forced to.

From another perspective, it is actually very difficult for a mortal to reach the limit in a certain way. It is like a 100-meter race. Ordinary athletes can run for 13 or 4 seconds, the provincial team can run as long as 12 seconds, and the national team is 10 seconds. One second, the time seems to be shortened one second by one second, but the effort and price to be paid is a geometric level increase.

But Ryan is the son of the emperor, and he is born without such shackles. The threshold of the sanctuary may be out of reach for mortals, and it may require a long accumulation, from quantitative change to qualitative change, but for Ryan, none of these exist. , When the strength is reached and the growth is enough, he will naturally break through.

"Everything varies from person to person, Teresa, don't force yourself." Ryan said softly: "It's enough to be yourself, we are partners."

Teresa heard that Ryan was deliberately changing the subject, but the Earl’s current attitude made her like it. The Sorceress no longer cared about this question, and her tone became a bit complaining: "Are we still partners? There are so many women. There are fiancées, partners, and two personal maids. The contract between us has ended in Marienburg. I am just an expired partner now. Oh, I am still an old woman in her thirties~ "

"Don't say that, Teresa, thirty is the beginning of your best years. Since you came here to find me, our contract has continued, and new developments have been made." Ryan changed his leaning a bit. In order to make the feather pillow behind me more comfortable: "I never break my promise."

"Also, my sorceress, don't underestimate your charm." Ryan closed his eyes and inhaled the fragrance from Teresa: "The lavender on you smells so fragrant... You are like snow on a mountain. Like lotus, it’s not easy to see your beauty, dear Teresa, you are so beautiful tonight."

"Ryan~" Teresa's eyes flickered. The sorcerer only felt that Ryan's words were scratched to the itch. Obviously she deliberately went to the bath first, changed into a beautiful dress, and applied perfume specially. Come to see him.

The sorceress carefully inspected Ryan’s wound, and said, "Are you going to fool me with this sweet talk from start to finish? I'm not a little girl like Emilia. You can make her with a few words of praise. Happy for several days."

"Miss Teresa, sweet words must be divided. Obviously, facing you, I just subconsciously said my heart. I am a knight and honesty is a virtue." Ryan continued with a smile: "And you, let me fulfill it easily. With this virtue, you are simply my lucky star."

"..." The expression on Teresa's face changed and changed, and finally she fell down helplessly: "I really lost to you."

Cold lips pressed against Ryan's mouth, and the room became quiet again, leaving only the sound of intertwined tongues.

"Boom~" A few minutes later, the door was knocked again: "Honey? Can I come in?"

"Come in!"

Veronica in a pure black dress pushed in. She noticed that there was a flush on Teresa's face and was smoothing the wrinkles on her clothes. Witch Garland smiled with interest: "Ha Haha~ It seems that I disturbed you, Trovik, maybe I should quit and give you five more minutes?"

"Veronica!" Ryan exclaimed dissatisfiedly: "You come up now, I want you to understand!"

"That won't work, my dear, Mrs. Suria, I and Trovik have emphasized that you are hurt now, so let us not stay overnight with you." Veronica shook her head quickly, and she was there. Ryan kissed on the cheek: "But obviously someone wants to come over and eat."

"Why, I'm just afraid Ryan will be lonely, come and talk to him." Teresa looked very calm, and she arranged her clothes: "There must be something wrong with you coming here?"

"There's good news, Ryan, didn't you always say that you want to build a handy axe for Brother Anglang, but there is no raw material?" Veronica still smiled, she leaned on Ryan's shoulder : "I have it now."

"Zhenjin?" Ryan was relieved: "Have you found Zhenjin?"

Because now it is not only that Anglang has no weapon at hand, his hammer has also been broken, and he also needs a new warhammer.

Ryan also needs vibrancy.

"Yes, not only did we find a lot of vibrating in the barbarian camp, but... honey, guess what else is there for vibrating?" Veronica deliberately sold it.

"Could it be...?"