Warhammer Throne

January has arrived, followed by two news.

First of all, the imperial royal wizard contest was held as scheduled.

Second, Otto, the Supreme Dean of the Bright Academy, withdrew from the list of competing for the Royal Chief Archer. From this point of view, the next Royal Chief Archer will only be the Alchemist Galt and the Supreme Dean of the Flame Academy. Elected from among the Royal Chief Wizard Cernus Gehrman.

No one knows what happened. Everyone only knows that Gelt led an army back to Brunswick, and Otto seems to be missing. The only thing everyone knows is that after this, the Supreme Dean of the Guangming Academy and the Supreme Guangming Mage Kant will hold the post by himself, and Otto, the former Dean of Guangming Supreme, has no news again.

The entire imperial court, the Royal Wizarding Academy, and the Church of Justice are very secretive about Otto’s whereabouts. No one knows where Otto has gone. On the contrary, the emperor gave Galt’s actions to prevent the Chaos Army from releasing the ancient dragon Kelek. Highly praised, he praised Gelt for still winning another great victory for the empire under such difficult circumstances.

At the same time, the emperor also praised Cernus Gehrman in public for his great contribution to the empire's expansion of territory on Obian Island, and said that the empire needs or Gehrman, a role model who dares to open up and try.

Emperor Karl-Franz’s statement was a bit confusing. Whether it was Geert or Gehrman’s supporters, they didn’t know who the emperor preferred, so they could only go back and continue to win supporters. At the same time, it depends on the situation.

The Royal Chief Wizard's game will be held a week later.

For this reason, the emperor held a grand banquet in the imperial palace, inviting the electors of the imperial princes to come to observe the ceremony. Umberto Corleone, the Emperor and Grand Duke of Ivy, the Elector of Brescia and the Duchess of Noor, Emmanuel of the Duchess of Wiesen, the Elector of Wolfen and the Grand Duke of Auster, Valmir -Von Zhukov and others were all invited to attend, and there were also many great nobles and generals of the empire. Everyone entered the palace. Among them, Ryan attended as a special guest and Duke Musilon.

It is worth mentioning that Su Liya rarely declined to attend the banquet because she had something to do. This action of the Duchess was considered to be a concession and compromise to Emmanuel, the imperial lady who also gave birth to Ryan. Therefore, Ai Milia was able to proudly take Ryan's arm to attend the banquet and introduce to everyone that this person is my son's father.

Ryan could clearly feel that after Emilia said so, there were many envy, jealous eyes and dissatisfaction hum from the whole banquet scene, but no one dared to voice objections.

One piece of this child’s identity was not only recognized by Ryan, but also recognized by the emperor. More importantly, the goddess of war Milmidy blessed him. If you stand up at this time, you will have to face three. This power also includes a **** who has great influence in the southern part of the empire and the southern kingdoms. Cunning electors would not do this.

Moreover, Ryan's strength is too strong, and his strength does not need to be proved. The electors will not deliberately target and host Ryan when they are not sure. The Duke of Moussilon has plenty of wings, and the kingdom across the mountain is already in him. Under the control of, his current status is equal to that of the electors, no one regards Ryan as an outsider, he has been recognized.

Today’s imperial lady wears a high-necked gown-style tunic windbreaker on the outside of the Champs Champs afternoon tea, and inside is wearing a dark black dreamy interlaced knee-length skirt of a wood elves, underneath the skirt is a section of ultra-thin flesh-colored unicorn fleece pantyhose. The beautiful calf, soft, silky, delicate and moving unicorn velvet material tightly wraps Emilia's slender legs and feet, bringing a delicate and shiny visual effect.

In order to hold Ryan’s arm, Emilia also chose a pair of stiletto suede pumps. Ryan knew that his little maid didn’t like to wear such high heels because she was very tired to walk and hurt her feet. Unlike Su Liya, she has a very good physical fitness. She wears this way just to show her majesty and status. She also understands that she sits down and rests after turning a little bit: "Emilia, you first Rest here, I'll go talk to Boris."

"Well, don't delay for too long." Emilia kissed Ryan on the cheek and signaled Ryan can go. She sat in a corner of the banquet hall, holding a glass of wine and slowly tasting it.

"Hey, Boris, how come you have this Sima face again, Buddha, even if you fight with Sima face, the banquet is also Sima face!" Ryan soon chatted with Elector Boris, Elector White Wolf Seeing that it was Ryan also smiled: "It is Ryan, how many half-blood elf warhorses did you bring to the empire this time? I have it all!"

"No one!" Ryan's facial expression suddenly became stiff.

"Then have you considered taking you and your Madam Suria's mount to visit Middenheim, there are many beautiful mares in my stable..." Boris still remembered the half-blood elf war horse.

"I wondered where I heard this sentence before." Ryan was full of black lines. He hadn't had time to finish. Wamir von-Elector of Wolfen and Grand Duke of Auster Zhukov appeared. This rich-faced elector with three long beards, with wine in his hand, smiled and said, "I seem to have heard a half-blood elf war horse? Lord Ryan, you can't forget yours. Old friend Wamir, Boris has a weak soul, and I want to have it too."

"When did we become old friends? Lord Wamir?" Ryan said with a black face.

"Oh? Aren't we already old friends?" Elector Wamir was very familiar, and he immediately continued: "Don't you remember?"

"Don't remember?" Ryan was still wondering.

"My son, Boris von Zhukov!" Elector Vamier slapped Ryan on the shoulder with a "distressed" face, leaning on the old to sell the old: "You used to fight together when you regained Mussilon. Dare you say, aren’t we old friends?"

Now Ryan has nothing to say. In this world, fighting together is indeed an important part of a strong friendship. Boris von Zhukov is indeed fighting bravely in the recovery of Musilon. He had to nod his head: "Well, let We toast to the recovery of Moussilon!"

"Cheers!" Ryan cheered with Elector Boris and Elector Wamir.

"Yes, Boris is my son, and I'm your father~" Elector Wamir took a sip of wine: "When you are a son, you have to be respectful to your father and climb for him!"

"!!! Wamir, you Oster's idiot! Just say it if you want to fight!" Elector Boris immediately became angry, and he roared at Elector Wamir: "Yuri In the name of K, we can have an exciting duel right at the gate of the palace. What do you think of my proposal?"

"I ate too much today and don't want to fight." Elector Wamir took another sip: "I am talking about my son Boris. What does this have to do with you? Or do you want to be my son? My son is not so ugly, there is only one eye left, you should climb aside for me!"

"Bastard thing!" Elector Boris clenched the Elector's Holy Sword at his waist: "The stupid and stubborn Oster [新笔趣阁www.xxbiquge.xyz] the smelly stone in the dung pit!"

Seeing that the two electors were about to fight, Ryan quickly came out to reconcile him. He stopped between the two and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, where is Oleg? I didn't see him."

Ryan was talking about Oleg von Zhukov, the eldest son of Elector Varmir.

"He followed his mentor to the troll kingdom north of Kislov to receive a ritual called the'Moka Trial'." Wamir was also troubled by this: "I don't know when I will return. , I disagree, but Oleg insisted, and his mentor also thinks it is necessary, I can only keep my opinion."

Trial of Moka? Ryan's eyes rolled around, and he raised his wine glass again: "I will return successfully. Oleg is a one-in-a-million warrior and a strong-willed man. He will not let us down."

"I hope so, cheers!"

"cheers!"

On the other side, the banquet corner.

Emilia has her head full of jewels, and she wears a full set of enamel jewelry gifted by Su Liya and blessed by the emperor himself. The imperial lady sitting on the side is a beautiful landscape, but she is very cold. It's inaccessible.

But there were still people who came up to strike up a conversation.

"Hello, your beloved Countess." Lane's godfather, Ivan, Duke of Griffin, appeared. The centenarian veteran had long hair and shawls, and he was wearing a full set of god-printed plate armor with snow white behind him. 'S cloak: "It's an honor to see you here."

"Perhaps." Sitting on the soft sofa, Emilia didn't give the Grand Commander of the Griffin Knights and the Duke of Griffin a little face: "Aren't you staying in your Griffin Bluff and Falling Hammer Town? It's not like you."

"Don't have a bad attitude, my lord, I always thought we were friends." Ivan knew what Emilia was referring to, and he smiled: "Occasionally I have to participate in some activities, such as banquets or other events. what."

"For Ryan's sake, it is reluctantly." Emilia had no plans to stand up. The Empire Lady kept her ladylike sitting position, with a silky leg under her skirt raised up, calmly and a little impatiently asked. Said: "What can I do for you?"

"Oh! Emmanuel, are you here, where's Ryan?" The emperor also appeared, and Karl Franz approached from a distance with the wine: "Why did he leave you?"

"You don’t need to worry about it, Karl, if you have something to say, don’t waste time with me." what?

"I have an idea……"

…………I am a time-wasting dividing line…………

When the palace banquet was going on, it was located at the other end of the wealthy area of ​​the imperial capital, in a small aristocratic manor with a courtyard.

In the mid-winter season in January, there was no snow in the sky for the time being, but the courtyard was still covered by heavy snow, there was hardly any light in the manor, and it was quiet.

And in the basement of the manor, two women were standing in the ice cellar, looking at a corpse.

"That's why you called me out? Olica?" Su Liya is fully armed, the female knight is wearing a full set of finely crafted vibrating gold plate armor, the sword of Lyonasse is hung on her waist, and the white wolf is draped behind her. God's cloak, with God-given jewellery on her body, at this time Su Liya is not the graceful and noble lady and gentle mother, but has become a heroic female knight.

"This is what I found, ma'am." The dark elf was in a tight leather jacket with a cloak, hood and face mask. Olica pointed at the corpse in the ice cellar: "He is Brunswick. The waiter at the Royal Hotel has been dead for two weeks."

"What did you find? Olica, tell me, tell me everything!" Su Liya's beautiful golden eyebrows were twisted together.

"I found……"