Warhammer Throne

A goblin attack ended so easily. The mercenaries happily talked about this pleasant battle. Everyone is carefully examining the corpse. The green skins like shiny things, which may be worthless. The glass beads or stones may also be moving gold coins or even gems.

"Ah, it was a pleasant battle. No one was sacrificed. Even the unfortunate few injured were only frostbited. We can start again soon, Ms. Trovik." The mercenaries were very happy, Wilt. Taking out some silver coins from the goblin, it was an unexpected gain, he immediately came to the female sorcerer and reported the situation.

"Very well...sell Ryan to come over." In Wilt's imagination, even if Ms. Trovik didn't smile, she shouldn't be angry, but the deputy commander found that the female warlock's face was pale and her tone was unpleasant. So Nono retired.

This woman! Is it because we are not playing hard? Or do you think the intensity of this battle is too low? An indignation surged in the deputy head's heart. He suppressed his anger and found Ryan who was watching the scenery.

"Is it time to go?" Ryan saw Wilt approaching, so he stopped the conversation with Esterel: "Tell Oliver, I'm coming right away."

"No, Mr. Lane, it's Ms. Trovik. She told you to come over." Wilt said with a shrug.

"Oh, okay." Ryan had to nod his head. "It looks like our chat will be late, Estelle."

Following Wilt walking towards the convoy, Ryan felt comfortable stepping on his riding boots on the soft yellow meadow. He did not take the initiative in the previous battle, so naturally he did not take the initiative to divide the spoils. The kingdom knight stood there and watched for a long time. Scenery: "Do you know what it is?"

Wilt’s leather boots slammed on the ground, and the deputy commander shook his head: "I don’t know, Mr. Lane, I want to ask you a question."

"Please say."

"Are spellcasters so difficult to get along with?" The deputy commander smiled bitterly: "Our blood axe always shows the highest sincerity and best attitude. We have tried our best in everything, and our mercenary group has reduced its staff by nearly half. , But... Ms. Trovik seems to be unaware."

"Because the views of your mercenaries may not apply to the casters, and the rules of our knights may not be appropriate... I have been trying to find a way to get along with her and I can adapt. For now, it looks like The effect is good?" Ryan carried the warhammer on his shoulders, and patted Wilt's shoulder with a free hand: "You can always find a way to get along. If there is no way, blindness may also be a way."

"Mr. Lane is easy to say. I have been stuck in the elite mid-level for two years. The 35-year-old mark is not far from me. I hope I can break through again one day." Wilt stopped in front of the carriage: " I won't go there, please."

When Ryan saw Teresa in the crowd, he found that the Sorceress was sitting pale on top of a box of goods. Seeing Ryan came, she subconsciously wanted to stand up, but Xiu eyebrows immediately tightened. Wrinkled tightly, his face looked very ugly: "Ryan, it's not good, I~"

"Are you injured?" Ryan asked curiously, "Can goblins hurt you?"

"No, it's not good, Ryan, my one... suddenly came!" The female warlock reached out her hand to cover her abdomen, and her voice was full of pain: "Damn it, why at this time."

"What's coming?" Ryan thought for a moment, his face changed slightly: "Isn't it?!"

"Hmm!" Teresa was obviously enduring the pain with all her strength: "It may be... caused by the confusion of eating and magic power over the past period of time..."

"Let me hug you!" Ryan's face was also not good-looking. The female warlock and him were the only two high-level combat powers. Once the staff was reduced, the consequences would be disastrous.

This time Teresa did not refuse any more. She obediently let the man reach through the armpits and the bends of the legs, and asked him to hug herself into the carriage, leaning against the carriage and panting. The whole person looked uncomfortable: "Sit with me for a while. Okay?"

The carriage started, and the caravan continued to set off. Ryan also leaned on the other side of the carriage when he saw it. The man always smiled before putting it away: "Do you often do this?"

"We Jialan... often do this... because after the magic power enters our body, it will... also change the cycle of our things. If we don't take care of them, this kind of thing will easily happen." Teresa He clutched his stomach and lay down in pain: "It's okay, usually one day will pass, it's just..."

"only?"

"It's just that my pants are dirty, I may not be able to change it myself." The sorcerer looked at Ryan for help: "You..."

"I'll forget, I'll go find a female mercenary to help you." Ryan got up a little embarrassed and left the carriage. Teresa looked at his back, her eyes twinkling, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Ryan walked out of the carriage and opened his mouth and said loudly, "Is there any women in the caravan? Just women!"

A large group of people in the caravan were shocked, and everyone began to whisper.

"Unexpectedly, the famous kingdom knight Mr. Lane is such a person, in broad daylight, I want to..."

"And I still plan to be directly in the car..."

"Not only in the car, but also in a moving car. Wouldn't he like this?"

"And as long as women are fine, Mr. Lane has a strong taste!"

Ryan's forehead was densely covered with black lines, and he had to add: "There are patients here that need to be taken care of."

Everyone stopped all kinds of discussions.

About ten minutes later.

Ryan brought a woman to the carriage where the Sorceress was: "Theresa? There is only this woman in the whole team, so let her take care of you!"

A slender woman with a beautiful blonde hair walked in with some restraint. She was wearing a very simple mercenary costume, brown leather armor and yellow linen clothes. What made the female warlock a sigh of relief was the female mercenary body. Fairly tidy.

But after she raised her head, Teresa felt disappointed. Her face was covered with pockmarks. Her small eyes and high bridge of nose made her facial features look uncoordinated. Her appearance can only be regarded as the best. posture.

"She is?" Teresa asked casually.

"She is a mercenary of the Blood Axe Mercenary Corps. Her name is Emilia. She is also the only woman in our caravan. She will take care of you during this time." Ryan nodded and was about to exit the carriage.

"Wait!" Teresa stopped him: "How do I feel I haven't seen her before? She is really a mercenary of the Blood Axe Mercenary Group?"

"Really, she is usually responsible for cooking and laundry. She also does a good job in medical treatment. She can also use a rapier. According to Wilt, the level is pretty decent. Anyway, you should change your clothes first. We will talk about any problems later. "Ryan added.

Even though it was repeatedly stated, Teresa still looked at the female mercenary with distrust and scrutiny. Her eyes seemed to scan over the female mercenary, especially after scanning her face. In Reza's silver pupils, the arcane light flickered constantly. Under her gaze, the female mercenary named Emilia was very restrained, and she also wanted to retreat and wanted to retreat.

"Well, she stays."

Ryan got out of the carriage and rode up to Wilt's side: "Mr. Wilt, that mercenary, Emilia? I didn't seem to have seen her before?"

"Emilia? Yes, she is indeed a bit...not very conspicuous, do you know how she joined our mercenary group?" Wilt said.

"Appreciate further details."

"She joined our mercenary group about two years ago. At that time, she was picking wild vegetables in the wild. She looked very lonely. Then a few bandits noticed her. Our mercenary group happened to be passing by and Boris rescued her. She, we had originally confiscated her, because her swordsmanship is really weak, and...the mercenary group doesn't need such a woman, I think Mr. Lane understands what I mean." Wiltbi gestured.

"Then why did you let her join again?" Ryan put his arms around his chest, and he became interested.

"Because she is literate and knowledgeable, she easily found the loopholes in the contract we signed with the local businessman, and then helped us negotiate with the businessman, and she can cook, and she also knows a lot of medical treatment and dressing skills. She knows how to make some simple herbs, so after she showed these talents, even though her swordsmanship is not good, we don’t have much opinion about keeping her in the mercenary group." Wilt told the ins and outs of the female mercenary Ryan , And then think about it and add: “It’s ridiculous to think about it. At the time I was still firmly opposed to the one who joined the mercenary group. But now, even I have to admit that she is an indispensable part of our blood axe. Member."

"Interesting, but you haven't thought about her origin? Why would a woman who can read and read would pick wild vegetables in the wild?" Ryan asked curiously.

He doesn't worry about Teresa's safety. The magical power of the female warlock is not vegetarian. She has N ways to protect herself. The strength of the female mercenary, Ryan has confirmed, is only at the ordinary level.

"Emilia said she was the daughter of a bankrupt businessman. There are many people like this. It's not surprising, isn't it?" Wilt raised his right hand, palm up: "War always brings disaster, even if Without the **** barbarians and the threat of monsters, the frequent wars between bandits, bandits, bandits and even lords can easily lead to the bankruptcy of the merchants. The daughters of these bankrupt merchants are often sold as maids, and they also have the skills. It's no surprise that a girl like Emilia escaped."

"That's true." Ryan nodded, which is really nothing strange.

The vassal of my vassal is not my vassal. This regulation is fully applicable to the system of noble feuding in the main material world. Although the laws of the empire stipulate that disputes between lords can only be resolved through legal means and consultation methods, they can be privately resolved. Fighting is still indispensable, let alone all kinds of robbers, bandits, and monsters. You must know that this world is not an earth with extremely advanced technology. In this world, even the richest territory, there are at least 50% of the area. It is the forest, the wilderness or the mountains and swamps where no one lives. If the lord’s army is not strong enough, the peasants must be worried when they go to farm, because the ghost knows whether something will suddenly appear in the forest, creek or even the land by the roadside. The monster made them lose their lives.

In the same way, any trade route is risky. The difference is that you will encounter scum goblins or ordinary bandits, or terrifying gang of beasts or even a green-skinned army.

In the afternoon, the caravan continued to move forward. At this time, shortly after winter, the road was completely frozen and the carriage was moving fast. According to Oliver, if the snow starts to melt in April and May of the coming year, the road on Nord’s side will be It will become extremely muddy, not to mention the carriage, it is difficult for people to pass, and then many hibernating animals come out to look for food under hunger, and the trade road becomes more dangerous.

"So, in April and May, no merchant would choose to come to Nord for business." Oliver concluded at last.

"No wonder the price of food on the market soars every April and May. I thought it was because of the problem of grain types and grain storage after the end of the winter." Ryan vomited.

"It's the same, human flesh tastes the most delicious in April and May, and the price is the highest." Oliver laughed: "The increase in food is for us humans, isn't it for the Beastmen and Greenskins?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! Yes." Ryan laughed.

"Well, Mr. Lane, do you see if you go to Ms. Trovik? She doesn't seem to be in a good mood, I'm worried..." Oliver saw that Lane was in a good mood and immediately made a suggestion.

"Okay, okay, I'll go over and take a look."

Since just now, he has heard Teresa's impatient voice.

"Oh! Stop it, where are you wiping?" "Wait! Be careful, this is made of silk. Do you know how expensive it is?" "Oh my god! You fool, don't you even know how to wear basic pants? "Don't use this dirty water! Bring me clean water! Clean!!!"

He had never heard the roar of the female warlock. After all, a woman who came to the moon can easily lose control of her temper. What's more, Teresa was born and raised in the Garland Council. She has an independent personality, strong strength, and no temper. It's not normal, so he shouldn't touch the mold.

Everyone also stayed far away, only the coachman was still stubbornly driving the cart.

Inside the carriage, Teresa, who was pale, was wearing her tights in pain, but she gave up after a while. This kind of black tights doesn’t feel like wearing them in normal times. In this case, she only needs to pull her pants up a little. , The body is a pain in the heart.

This female mercenary was clumsy, especially when she tried to clean her with the water she had brought in before. Didn’t she know that this is easy to get infected? You must use snow to boil the water after filtering out the impurities!

In addition, the attitude of the female mercenary also made her feel uncomfortable, very, very upset. Of course Teresa knew that she was not at home now. This female mercenary could not be respectful to herself, but the basic respect and courtesy must be Yes, but this female mercenary named Emilia kept her head down from beginning to end, and never looked at her from the end, and then replied with "Yes, I'm sorry, okay". The easiest way to answer.

This made her feel very uncomfortable, both physically and psychologically.

"Okay, okay, from now on, what do I say, do what you do, okay?"