Warhammer Throne

Looking at the blood-stained eagle flag on his hand, Ryan's eyes were a little erratic. He stood up and signaled Veronica to go out with him first: "You should know the Chiyan Expedition, which is the Arab Holy War, right?"

"Of course, but what does this eagle flag have to do with Arabi Jihad?" Veronica nodded, and the smell of blood in the air made her a little uncomfortable. Seeing Ryan signaled the two to go out, she immediately followed Ryan's footsteps. : "Which Knight Order does it belong to?"

The Chiyan Expedition gave birth to more than a dozen knights. Veronica thought that there might be knights she didn't know about?

"No, this knight order is called the Magritte Knights, and the eagle flag, spears, and the sun are the coat of arms of this knight order. The birth of this knight order is due to the invasion of Arabi, Estalia A knight group formed by the knights to resist the desert cavalry. The knight group had three thousand knights when it was the largest.” Ryan began to talk about the origin of the eagle flag.

"Thousands of knights?! God, these thousands of knights have not established a knight kingdom?! You know that all the armies of the first knight king Arthur and the first twelve holy grail knight companions combined can only lead eight thousand knights!" Wei Ronika couldn't restrain her surprise, and because she came to Ryan's territory to build the Wizard Tower, she did not do much to make up for Bretania's history.

"After the fall of Magritte, the Magritte Knights officially announced its establishment. Almost all the Knights of Estalia joined the Knights. They vowed to make the Arabis pay the debts. In the nine-year Estalian War of Liberation, the number of the knights in this order has increased. A large number of imperial knights and Breton knights have joined the knights." Ryan held the eagle flag in his hand, two people Walking out of the farm, looking at the evening glow, the two looked at each other and smiled. Veronica followed Ryan's words: "It took nine years. The knights expelled all Arabi’s troops from Estalia and followed The retreating desert army killed Arabi and cut off the head of King Jafar of Arabi, and burned his palace with countless jealous knowledge and dark creations. At the same time, hundreds of ships were taken away from the desert. Uncountable gold and silver, gems, amber, beeswax, wood, fur and other goods."

"Yes, the knights of both the empire and Breton have won amazing wealth from this battle." Ryan nodded, and he continued: "As the Knights of Estalia, Magritte This is even more true for the Knights."

"Then why?" Veronica asked, "Will this knight order disappear?"

The two got on their horses, and they were about to rush back to Billy Bali for the night.

On horseback, Ryan went on to say: "Because of differences."

"The knights of the Magritte Order not only wanted to expel the Arabi, they also tried to establish a real knight kingdom in Arabi. For this reason, they spent a lot of manpower and material resources to build a castle in the desert, where and split The Arab tribes fought...but the facts proved that they were not desert peoples after all. After many years, the Magritte Knights were forced to return to Estalia after losing a large number of strongholds."

"What about after that?" Veronica motioned to Ryan and said down.

"After that? These knights still don't want to give up. They continue to raise funds and seek the support of the Estalians. At first, the merchants and nobles of the southern countries were willing to support them, but this will not always be the case. As you know, Veronica, because King Jafar has died and the unified kingdom has perished, Arabi, who was split into a large number of small tribes, resumed trade with the old world. After a large amount of profit is accounted for, whether it is Nobles or merchants have no intention to fight anymore." Ryan smiled bitterly, which was exactly the same as he had after defeating Egil-Red Eye.

"So the nobles and merchants began to suppress this group of knights. The Magritte Knights began to be suppressed by a series of laws and additional tax collections. Welcome, so the knights made a decision."

"The knights decided to expedition. All the knights who were willing to continue the expedition with the Grand Master left Estalia by boat and never looked back. At that time, the Magritte Knights Grand Master came to hear the news on the boat. All the trench merchants and nobles issued a vicious curse. He said loudly that the nobles and merchants had chosen to forget their hatred and gave up the opportunity to truly unify Estalia because of a sad short-term interest, so he used the war goddess Mir Cursed in the name of Midya, Estalia will never be unified before the return of the Magritte Knights, forever."

"Obviously, this curse is still effective today." Veronica nodded. As the southern country, Estalia and Tyrell have never been unified. Estalia split into 7 warring city-states. No matter how hard the nobles work, they cannot be unified.

"Oh? You mean Estalia? That's right! We are all Estalia, but Estalia is just a place name, man, this is Billy Bali, there is Magritte, It’s Zaragoza over there, where is Estalia? Estalia is only on the map."

Roberto Vilanova

"The situation has become more complicated." Ryan frowned, he put the letter in his arms and handed the blood-stained eagle flag to Veronica: "The remaining Magritte knights were re-formed by splitting and merging. With three knights, can you guess which three these knights are?"

Veronica looked at the eagle flag carefully, and Jialan Witch's face became more and more ugly: "This pattern, the flying eagle, the sun, and the spear of justice?!"

"Yes, the Magritte Knights are the mother group of these three regiments." Ryan sneered, and he whispered: "If, I mean, if this Knight Order that has disappeared for four hundred years still exists, And the treasure they are going to transport is the Seagod Trident, so we are in trouble this time."

"We can only take one step and see one step." Veronica's face gradually became difficult to look, she even began to persuade Ryan to stay away from the vortex.

The problem is serious.

The branch of the Eagle Knights began in Estalia, spread across Estalia and Tyrell, the princes of the frontiers and the empire. There are more than a thousand knights in this order!

Although the Knights of the Spear of Justice is not outstanding in combat effectiveness and is mainly responsible for public security, it has established branches in every city in the empire!

The Knights of the Sun is one of the seven great knights of the empire, a top-notch knight besides the three great knights of the old world! The third largest knight order in the empire, it is also the guardian knight order of Tarabek and the city of Tarabeheim!

As long as there is an error in the handling of certain issues, it is very likely to cause an all-out war between Bretania and the empire!

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Three hours back in time, the Old World Southern Country, Estalia, the Duchy of Paliba, Red Bull Hotel.

Holy Grail Knight Federmond, Holy Knight Alfred and Dark Elf Olica walked into the hotel one after another.

Federmond instinctively wanted to ask the shop owner directly, but the paladin Alfred shook his head. He walked to the bar and threw three silver coins: "Three cups of empire stout, thank you~"

"Of course, sir." The innkeeper took the silver coin and took a bite. He was so happy that he confirmed that it was genuine. He immediately went to pour the wine.

"Estaria's silver coins are often mixed with other things." Alfred whispered towards Federmond, "Patience, we need to find a chance. If you come up directly, just ask, the innkeeper has everything. **will not say."

"Okay." After seeing Ryan's ability, Federmond humbly listened to the advice. He patiently learned Alfred's conversation skills.

Olica wears a mask on her face, a hood and a hood, she can’t see her part, but she is enjoying the peaceful and scorching southern country. There are not too many people who wear it like this, and the guests are curious. I looked at her, and even many young men were still whistling. They could tell from the dark elf's slender material and tight neckline that this was a woman: "Hey~ this lady, would you like to sit down and have a drink? , I can tell you what you want to know, of course if you like to communicate privately, it’s okay!"

"Yeah, miss, come here soon~" a drinker smiled happily: "I have a big gun on my side, you can send it at any time!"

"Come on~ I think we can discuss bullfighting skills together."

"Miss, are you interested in flamenco deep songs? I heard it in Magritte. Are you interested in discussing it with you?"

"My Estalian Paella is very fresh and delicious. We can have dinner together!"

People kept coming up to try to strike up a conversation, which made Federmond feel annoyed. The dark elf could not kill because of Ryan's instructions, so he could only raise his hand.

Olica wears a silver ring on her left ring finger with mysterious patterns engraved on it.

"Oh! God, this is a free country, this lady, even if you are married, we have the freedom to pursue you!"

"Freedom is innocent! To be free, here is the land of freedom!"

"for freedom!"

The male alcoholic guests were still entangled. At this time, the hotel owner spoke. This is a middle-aged fat man. He opened the beer barrel with complicated text and filled it with three glasses of beer: "Okay! You guys This young lady is obviously married. Since she doesn't like it, you should stop pestering her."

"No! This is our human right, we have freedom!" a drunkard said loudly.

"Yes! You have your freedom, but this is my shop! If you pester this lady like this, I will have the freedom to throw you out!" The hotel owner drew the knife on the table, unhappy. Yelled: "Quickly check out, or get out of here. This is my property and my freedom!"

"Well~ want to be free, we want to be completely free." Looking at the knife in the hand of the hotel owner, the drunkard persuaded, he scratched his head and returned to his position.

"Guests are from Brittania from the north?" The innkeeper drove away the entangled man. While cleaning the wooden cup, he casually accosted: "It's really rare that there are holy grail knights and paladins coming to me together. Small shop."

"We came from the north, a beautiful and rich kingdom of knights." Alfred drank a sip of imperial stout, and he asked seemingly inadvertently: "We came here to do a business. I heard that we came from the north recently. There are a lot of knights?"

"Oh, yes, there was indeed a group of knights from the north who came to stay at the inn recently, but they left this morning." The innkeeper nodded.

Left in the morning? Federmond frowned, did not catch up?

"I left this morning?" Alfred said along the way, "Hey? No, they made an appointment to meet us. Why did they leave in the morning?"

"Oh? You are their friends? But they don’t look like... a holy grail knight, a paladin, are you going to hunt them down?" Federmond’s look and state aroused the innkeeper’s Suspicious, his attitude has changed: "I tell you that we are doing this, and we cannot disclose the information of our guests. This is not the empire and Brittany, this is a country of freedom. Don't expect me to cooperate with your investigation!"

Oops! Alfred touched Federmond with his knee under the bar table. He motioned to the holy grail knight's watch to relax. Alfred chuckled a few times, thinking about how to continue.

At this time, the dark elf shot, Olica muttered the spell silently, she stretched out her hand and lightly nodded in the air, the faint purple black magic enveloped the hotel owner: "But you must be willing to tell us, Right?"

"Yes...Yes, I should tell you." The hotel owner's expression fell into a dull look, and he nodded repeatedly: "I will, tell you."

"Let's talk about it." The dark elf's beautiful amber eyes were a little impatient.

"They left one person and asked him to wait for news here."

"Where is this person?"

"In the basement, in the warehouse on the left."

"let's go!"

The three immediately stood up and walked quickly towards the basement, leaving behind the hotel owner who was still bewildered: "Hey, wait, guest, do you still want to drink?"

The three people entered the basement along the dim aisle and found the warehouse on the left.

The Paladin reached out and knocked on the door: "Hello?"

A reply came from the basement: "Who?"

"We are the pastor responsible for distributing relief food!" Alfred's blue eyes rolled around, and he said in an incomparable voice: "I heard that there are people here who need help. Our Church of Justice is here to distribute food stamps. With this food stamp, you can go to the church to receive a barley bread and cider for free!"

"Relief food?!" The person in the room seemed to hesitate for a while, his voice was hoarse and with a strange charm: "That's right, I'm hungry, come in, the door is unlocked."

"Thank you so much..." Alfred pushed open the door.

The Paladin was stunned there for an instant, while Federmond and Olica both subconsciously held their weapons.

On the thatch in the middle of the basement, there is a human corpse. This wandering knight has been dead for a long time.

A female midnight nobleman was greedily sucking and eating the blood of the corpse. Seeing someone coming in, she stretched out her sleeves, wiped the blood from her face, and smiled sternly.

"Oh! What a delicious relief food."

"Then I'm welcome." Fupin Chinese