Warhammer Throne

Mojianna’s room is, of course, the best room in the monastery, but the things inside are very crude, exactly the same as Ryan’s tent, a shop, a cupboard, and a wooden table that is already somewhat decayed with candles. Obviously Maugiana was writing something with a quill pen in the ink bottle. Kuangsha Literature Network

A black magic book has been purified by the magical power of the fairy in the lake guided by Mogiana. This book is sealed in the holy water and fixed with some kind of magic spell. The cover of the book says Heinrich-Kem. Le, obviously this is Kemmler’s magic book or work notes. Ryan took a look with interest, but he didn’t intend to delve into it further: "I thought you would go to the victory banquet, my next."

Long shiny golden silk-like hair fell from Morjana’s shoulders. The lake **** witch cast a spell on the door of the room when he saw Ryan came in. Hearing Ryan’s words, the lake **** witch frowned, her tone was cold. : "If I'm there, can they celebrate like that?"

"...It seems to be too." Ryan thought for a moment, and he smiled helplessly. Morgia was right. François could celebrate with his subordinates, but once Morgia appeared, the atmosphere would definitely become cold. .

"The taste of your wine is so strong..." The lake **** witch's goose egg-like face was a bit disgusting, she motioned to Ryan to sit down: "Forget it, this big victory is very good, very good, sit down."

"Well, what's the matter?" Ryan knew that he had a big drink, so he just sat down and said straightforwardly.

Morgiana first checked the direction of the door, and then checked the windows. After she was sure there was no problem, the coldness on her face gradually melted away. The Lake God Witch was wearing a fairy purple sweet taro flower velvet thread silk dress and white today. Stiletto heels, she relaxed her watch slightly, sat on her bunk, and took off her high heels: "I have something to ask about your opinion, Ryan. Regarding Theodoric’s mitigation, you What's your opinion?"

A pair of curvy and hazy calves are exposed under the long skirt. Morgiana is wearing colored silk stockings today. A pair of silk stockings have her feet slightly straightened forward. The stockings at the ankles have a thin wrinkle. Her jade feet were wrapped in silk stockings, like white jade polished by tulle. The toenails were painted with pink nail polish, neatly gathered together, and gently swayed in front of Ryan's eyes.

Ryan touched his chin. He thought for a while and said, "So, do you plan to reduce the penalty for Duke Theodoric?"

"It must be reduced. In any case, Theodoric played an exemplary role in this war. This is not his war, but he still participates in the war. The war does not require him to rush into the battle, but he I still tried my best to attack Kemler and almost died in battle." Mojana said to Ryan: "Yu Yuli, I have to say something."

"So... acquitted?" Ryan said with a smile.

"That's not enough, but I intend to let him continue to think behind closed doors for one to two years. When the term expires, he can return to the Duchy of Berleon and continue to be his duke. The rules are the rules." Mogiana sat on the soft bunk. , Asked: "What about your opinion?"

"The support of Duke Theodoric is generally a kind of speculation, but we cannot deny his efforts. The question of his personal morality is on the one hand, and his bravery and fearlessness in war is on the other hand." After thinking about it, he said, "In this case, the sentence should be suspended for two years."

"However, the knights of the kingdom still hold a huge prejudice against Theodoric. After the judgment of Theodoric, many knights of the Duchy of Berleon expressed dissatisfaction with my judgment. Some dukes also believed that Theodoric deserves a heavier punishment and should even abdicate." Morgiana expressed her concern. Obviously, public opinion is not on the side of reducing punishment. Many people think that if Theodore is released in this way Rick, it will be a matter of time before he commits another crime.

Ryan shook his head: "Morgiana, you can't think like this."

He took the initiative to reach out and took Mogiana's little hand, and explained the problem to her.

Rules are rules. The Lake God Witch asked the Duke of Theodoric to go to the monastery of Bastogne to think behind closed doors. On the one hand, it is to keep him away from the original life and political whirlpool, which is a kind of protection, and on the other hand, it also allows him to watch and redeem. It is also a punishment.

Whether Theodoric himself really regretted this skipping, Ryan also suspected that he did not, but his redemption was successful and commendable, and it was in line with the spirit of sacrifice and honor in chivalry.

He successfully turned the tide of the battle and was almost hacked to death by Gul. In order to redeem his sins, he risked his life to lead the charge.

This is what Theodoric wanted, and he did it, then Maugiana must consider reducing the penalty.

Ryan had seen many "Judge Yun" in his previous life. As soon as he saw a case, he came out with a "cloud trial" filled with indignation. Opening his mouth is the death penalty, and seeing anything unhappy is the death penalty.

Either it is all sorts of outlaws and mercy to find reasons, find excuses, and wait for acquittal.

Every time I look at him, he finds it ridiculous. This is more of a mistake than the samurai believed in in a certain country before. A lighter apology will be over, and a heavier one will simply cut your belly.

So is that justice?

Hehe, that's venting.

"So...then I understand, let's judge it like this." Mogiana nodded, and she continued: "Second question, do you really plan to hand over the Blackstone Stronghold to those dwarves?"

"Is there any other way?" Ryan smiled: "Or are you willing to continue to let vampires occupy? Or Greenskin?"

"How about our garrison in the Blackstone stronghold?" Morjana also felt a headache.

"How to garrison? Three hundred people in the garrison? Every time you have to transport a ration of one thousand people? Can the three hundred people defend such a large stronghold under the attack of the greenskins and the robbers?" Ryan shook his head: "For now, let Baylor It’s more suitable for Jiahe’s people to have a base area than we forcibly occupy a mountain castle."

"Since you insist, then do it." Morgiana obviously has her own ideas on this issue, but the Lake God Witch chose to give in this time: "What would the dwarf want from the kingdom?"

"Food." Ryan hugged his arms and leaned back on the back of the chair: "The main problem is still food. The dwarves eat a lot and produce little food in the mountains. Bellegar has already planned to write a letter to gather all his tribesmen to reunite at the Blackstone Stronghold. To resume production, the main problem is food."

"The problem of food is easy to solve, just trade." Mogiana immediately raised a new question: "In addition, we also need to respond to his call to initiate a chivalrous war... When will he prepare? ?"

"At least until he has gathered all his people, completed training and reorganization, built enough weapons, and prepared for the expedition." Ryan smiled and said: "In this battle, François and I have also paid. It’s not a small price, so let’s take a break for two or three years."

"Well, I know, when you think the time is right, tell me, I will issue a chivalric war order to the entire country in the name of a lady, and call on the knights to join the expeditionary force on the eight peak mountain. The dwarves will help this time. With us, the knights will definitely pay back." Seeing that several things have been discussed, Mojianna began to focus on other things: "It's so heavy, you go take a shower first. Come again, I'll accompany you tonight."

"But..." Ryan's face was a bit tangled, he knew it.

"Nothing but, go and wash yourself before you come here, I'll wait for you here." Seeing that Ryan was still a little hesitant and entangled, the lake **** witch blushed and said in Ryan's ear: "You weren't before. Said I want to try again with me...I have already washed it, go now."

"Oh oh oh!" A green light appeared in Ryan's eyes.

…………I am the dividing line with green eyes…………

After a day's rest, the Chivalric army began to return.

"Brother Lane...sometimes we dwarves really envy humans to ride horses." Sitting on the front of the carriage, Bellegar, the king of the Eight Peaks, drank Bagman beer, and said to Lane on the side: "Because of some well-known The reason is that it is very difficult for us to ride."

"Hahaha~" Ryan, with a red face and a happy look, had a smile on his face. He replied casually: "When I was in the empire, I heard that the earliest dwarves got along with the humans of Ivey. Very good, because the dwarves need cavalry, and the people of Ivey need weapons and armor."

"Yes, before Charlemagne established an empire, several dwarven clans located in the Roof Mountains and Black Mountains of the world had trade relations with humans. At that time, the people in Ivyland were called the Brie Classics. People are as straightforward and sincere as the dwarves. Ivey is a great plain that is rich in food and quality horses, but... let me say that the quality of Ivey’s horses is still far behind your war horses... In short, Since then, dwarves and humans have had a relatively strong trade relationship. We need human food and cavalry, and humans need our weapons and armor." Bellegar was very happy, and he took the opportunity to say: "I want to rebuild Black Stone. Our stronghold, we need a lot of food support, so I'll leave it to you."

"We will support you with some food first, and when everything is on the right track, our trade will solve the food problem." Ryan nodded, this is about terms.

"We still need some manpower, and at the same time, my clan also needs you to provide a lot of carriages, vegetables, and fresh vegetables." Bellegar went on to say: "At the price, we will help you train qualified engineers and craftsmen... to learn. Learn as much as you want."

"Can."

Outside the carriage, Ryan and Bellegar were bargaining. Inside the carriage, the Lake God Witch and Veronica were lying on the rickety little. Maugiana buried her head in the pillow with a flushed face, sore front and back, all sore and weak. , Immobile.

Veronica is also in a similar state, the Garland Witch is already asleep.

Morgiana gritted her teeth secretly, thinking that this **** Ryan didn't know how to be lighter, and tossed her to death with excitement, so that she could only lie on her stomach and couldn't move.

On the other hand, the lake **** witch has a refreshing heart, a radiant face, and a tender complexion. She feels the soft blanket and cushion, and feels very satisfied.

Morjana's magic power has gradually recovered, she must find the Holy Grail of the potion next, and her power will return completely.

Now is the time to lie dormant and wait for the moment.

The army continued on its way back.

At the same time, beyond the endless subspace storm, the main material universe, the sacred Terra, the palace, and the throne hall.

Still the familiar crackle of ozone and the sound of various cable currents, Magnus, the Son of Thousands on the Golden Throne, was reading a book, and he laughed endlessly while reading.

"Citizen! The emperor needs you!"

"Serving the empire is the supreme glory!"

"The emperor knows everything! The emperor is watching!"

"Only death is the end of duty!"

"To die for is better than Gou [August One Chinese Website www.x81zw.info] and steal a life!"

"Know the heresy, kill the heresy!"

"Comply without hesitation!"

"Fear shakes faith!"

"A true imperial citizen never doubted!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha~" Magnus laughed wildly in the throne room, until a mental blow hit his forehead, Magnus screamed, and he complained like Yelled: "Father! Isn't this a good thing that **** did? What did you beat me for?"

Not far from the Golden Throne, a demon prince was sealed in an instrument used to seal the star gods. The lord of humanity and the Dark Raven Guard Gene Primarch Clarkson checked the stability of the instrument and heard Magnus' call. , The emperor did not respond, Clarkson turned his head and shouted at Magnus: "Shut up...Magnus, if you don’t want me to take what I did on Luojia to yours Repeat the words above."

"Huh! Damn Clarkson, a person with albinism, knows to threaten me!" Magnus's voice was much quieter, and he continued to read the book pretentiously, muttering: "Luo Jia's problem is not the same as me. Same, he is much easier to deal with."

Prior to this, the emperor led the army and the Dark Crow to guard the Primarch Clarkson, and launched a surprise attack on the Eye of Fear, with the purpose of catching back the betrayed and corrupted Voice Bearer Primarch Luo Jia.

This process went smoothly beyond imagination. Luo Jia was surprised to see Clarkson appearing in front of him. After that, the Prototype of the Word Bearer was beaten in public by the Prototype of the Dark Crow Guard in front of all his children. With the strength of the fight back, Luo Jia, who was knocked out, was directly dragged out of the eyes of fear and locked in the instrument of the ancient sage sealing the star god.

"Father, what should we do next? To this traitor?" Clarkson hesitated for a while, then asked: "Johnson is fighting in Armageddon, and Gilliman is on the Imperial Expedition."

"You and I will go to find Ryan and purify Luo Jia." The emperor was silent for a while, and some sparks flashed in his eyes: "By the way, I should go to see Ryan's wife and get in touch with the ancient sage servant. Fugen."

"Yes!"