Warhammer Throne

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In April, the Old World, the Empire, Nur, the Elector’s Palace.

Everyone gathered in the room where Ryan was staying, watching Emilia put makeup on Ryan. Little Frederick and Little Devonshire were fighting together. Devonshire was already less than one year old and was already very talking. He already knows how to use some psychic powers, such as playing with fire and splashing water. Together with Frederick, he is like two demon kings of the world. He often makes him jump in the palace of the elector, but the two children listen very well. Mother's words.

In the middle of the room, Emilia took several special materials, mixed them with potions, and began to smear them on Ryan’s face. The empire lady’s face was full of memories. She whispered: "Unconsciously, twelve Years."

"Yes, it's been twelve years." Ryan replied in agreement, "Last time I asked you to put on me this kind of makeup, when I was in Marienburg, I was going to the banquet of the Aestheticism..."

"Ryan! Don't move!" Who knows that Emilia won't give him a chance to finish speaking. The little maid screamed and motioned to him: "Don't talk!"

Ryan immediately raised his hand to signal his surrender, and he closed his mouth.

"It's really interesting, Emilia's disguise." Su Liya is wearing a dark blue fluorescent and clear green buttocks dress made by Mrs. Noor Elisa's tailor shop, and a pair of slender and straight long legs in a black super With thin stockings and black high heels, the duchess maintained perfect etiquette, holding a cup of black tea: "Emilia, where did you learn this?"

"I learned it when I was young." Emilia seemed unwilling to say more. The little maid's disguise was only shown in front of Veronica. In an instant, she seemed to have returned to Marienburg Amber Avenue twelve years ago. The time in the mansion above may be nothing to others, but it is an extremely precious memory for the empire. In fact, when she returned to Noor, she took the initiative to find the Grand Duke of Marienburg. De Kouber-Schultz, offered to buy that mansion.

Schultz is even more straightforward, directly free of charge.

The people in the room watched Ryan gradually change from a typical black-haired and blue-eyed empire from Aachen to a black-haired and black-eyed southern country.

Among them, Alfred and Ingrid were especially interesting about this. Alfred could not bear it. The female Norsca was already amazed: "Wow! This is really interesting. I don't know if the lady can Make me an imperial noble lady?"

"..." Everyone in the room felt speechless when they heard this sentence.

"Okay!" After confirming it carefully, Emilia finally clapped her hands to indicate that she was done, and the little maid nodded: "It's always the same. Disguise can last all day. Remember not to touch fire or corrosive liquids. "

"No problem." Ryan nodded. He looked at the mirror that Olica had brought up, with a penetrating smile on his mouth.

After twelve years, your VAN 様 is back!

"Good friend, why do you have to go to the masquerade like this?" Alfred frowned, the Templar Commander and the Patriarch of West Bretania folded their hands on their chests, with a tangled expression on their faces: "I'm not saying it's bad, I mean... Ryan, why can Nur host this kind of banquet?"

"Why can't Noor hold this kind of banquet?" Ryan's face at this time has changed to that of the dark philosopher van Duckholm, and he sneered: "Afu, are you? I feel that the nobles and citizens of Nuer exude an extravagance that everyone likes to enjoy. Instead of investing their wealth in combat preparation and training, they spend it on consumption and banquets? This will lead to corruption! "

"Isn't it?" Alfred shrugged. His expression didn't look very good. The Templars stayed with Ryan for a few months in Nur. He originally thought Nur was a great city. After months of seeing and hearing, his impression of the city deteriorated.

"Afu...that's other people's money. You can spend whatever they like. Can you manage it?" Ryan laughed first, and shook his head. There are not only survival needs, but also spiritual needs and entertainment needs."

"That can be achieved in other ways. There is no need to spend the whole day at banquets, concerts, reading clubs, various celebrations and touring performances..." Alfred tried to defend: "For example, shooting competitions and Glory Showdowns are not just there. The meaningful part? Just like Middenheim? Martial, serious, ready for war anytime, anywhere."

Ryan's face became serious, and he knew what he had to say.

"Because of this, Middenheim is the seat of the Scarlet Skull Order, the largest sadomasochist sect in the empire. Due to the extreme martial arts and extremely militarized management of the entire city, the Scarlet Skull Order once corrupted the White Wolf Knights. The inner ring organization-Teutonic guards one-third of the knights."

"Similarly, just because Braunschweig is the seat of the imperial emperor’s court or the Royal Wizarding Academy, Brunswick has the two largest sects of the empire, the Black Hand and the Broken Wheel, in the palace. These two sects are particularly active in the political struggle and the exploration of the Austrian law. The Demon Hunter and the Church of Justice have been suppressed many times and they are not clean."

"It is precisely because of Nur's ethos that the empire's largest sexist sect Musician Association hides in Nur."

"Finally, the largest Nurgle sect, the children of doom are hidden in the dirty corners, sewers and slums of almost all villages and towns throughout the empire, because the people there desire health and strong bodies." Ryan looked at Alfer. Reid narrowed his eyes: "No matter how you choose, Afu, the Four Chaos Gods always have one that suits you."

Alfred has nothing to say.

"Okay, almost, let's get ready to go, Emilia." Ryan stood up, the sky outside was already past four in the afternoon, and the banquet began at seven in the evening.

"You go first, Ryan, let me change my clothes." Emilia waved.

"Okay." At this time, Ryan was already the image of Van Duckholm. He nodded, stood up, and set off from the Elector’s Palace ahead of time. Emilia forged a master artist’s for him. Identity, but he certainly can't appear in Nuer out of thin air, so Ryan needs to walk around in advance to let people know that there is this person.

When night fell on the streets of Noor, Ryan also arrived at the door of the Golden Smile Concert Hall. He noticed that it was a splendid concert hall. Many exquisite sculptures date back one or two hundred years. In a very obvious Baroque style, the walls dominated by brown and red and Chushi are combined with white lines to form a checkered facade with bright colors and a simple and elegant overall structure. Many young Nuer nobles are already wearing them. Colorful clothes line up at the entrance of the concert hall to enter the concert hall.

Tonight’s masquerade is about to begin.

Ryan, or Van Duckholm, looked around with a bit of self-deprecating at this time, and a set of black tuxedos, white shirts, and black waistcoats made of fine fabrics on his body: "It's late, but... Why am I not surprised at all?"

"Well, let me wait." Van Duckholm sighed.

After waiting for another twenty minutes, Emilia finally appeared, the dressed-up imperial lady Countess, wearing a daffodil-colored gardener's dress with rosemary thorns, and her blonde hair was held up high. , Turned into a cute princess head, the perfect pink and white collocation, highlighting the unique charm of a noble princess, the eyes are deep and charming, delicate and cute, a pair of beautiful legs wrapped in white lace tights, wearing about five centimeters The princess shoes he followed appeared in front of Ryan.

"Oh, oh, you know how to dress up~" There was a hint of play on the face of the empire. "I don't know how you came up with this face, Mr. Van Duckholm? But I To say that your tuxedo looks...has a little artistic touch."

"That's for sure, I'm an artist, a performer." The man walked closer and smiled: "I came to Nuer to pass on my philosophy and the fantasy to satisfy them. think."

"Very well, my dark♂ artist." Emilia looked at Ryan's current appearance, and the empire took out a light blue mask with the Nur coat of arms stitched with silk from her body, and handed it to Ryan: "But I want to say that your mask unit, in Nuer, no one will take you this strange mask, you will be seen through at a glance, and then driven out of the concert hall."

Van Duckholm wore a black cow mask on his face. He frowned after hearing this, but he took the mask from Emilia and put it on: "Well, Emily Ya, you are a little late, the prom has already begun."

"No, now is the time." Emilia shook her head, she also put on the mask, and then walked towards the Golden Smile Concert Hall with Ryan: "Follow me, Mr. Van Duckholm, you You still don’t fully understand Nuer’s aristocratic circle. Follow me and you won’t make mistakes.”

"certainly."

"Madam and sir, welcome to the Golden Smile Concert Hall. Today is the day of the masquerade. I want to wish you all a good time!" When they came to the entrance of the concert hall, the masked waiter greeted them immediately. Come out: "The two are a little late. The prom has already started. What's the delay?"

"Yes, we were treated and summoned by a savior on the road." Emilia stepped closer, her body exuding the fragrance of cornflowers, and the imperial lady said a very classic joke in Noor: "Can you tell us about any exciting programs tonight?"

"Of course, the most exciting program tonight is Miss Angelina's singing. She will sing the latest song "The Wind Is Up" that has spread throughout the empire. This song sings praises to our girl. The song of love between Lord Emmanuel and the Duke of Lane across from the mountain, oh, I always thought that Duchess of Emmanuel and Duke of Lane were a match made in heaven, but it was a pity that Madame Suria took love with the sword. !" The waiter said indignantly, but then he realized that he had some mistakes, and quickly apologized: "Oh, sorry, I said too much, I hope not to reach the ears of the lady, I will be punished of."

"No~" Emilia's charming little face was blushing, and she lifted her chin: "I think, maybe she will reward you... What else is there?"

"There is also a mysterious guest from the Prince of the Frontier who will perform a new song!" The waiter said eagerly: "Oh, I can't say too much, Miss Angelina's singing has already begun, please hurry up Click in, don’t miss this show."

"Thank you." The two hurried in. When they walked into the concert hall, most of the concert had already passed.

"I used to find myself in the world, and I want to fulfill this story~"

"No true or false left~ Don't struggle, I love him deeply~"

"You have entrusted half of your life to her and dedicated a country to her~"

"The heart moves, let's go with the wind~"

"In the name of love, goodbye to the Countess~"

The marimba played the beautiful music gently, and the brisk melody reverberated throughout the venue, which could not stop for a long time.

There was thunderous applause and cheers from the audience. Cheering for this song, the Nuer people appreciate love and music even more. This is indeed a top-level work, and it also faintly means to fight for Countess Emmanuel.

Su Liya Bitchi, Ryan scumbag!

Ryan laughed bitterly after listening, but Emilia was a little proud. After the song ended, she took Ryan around for a while, tried a few games, and then pushed him: "It's your turn to perform. ."

Ryan nodded, and he walked quickly into the backstage.

Within a few minutes, the curtain opened in the concert hall, and the deafening sound of music blasted into the entire concert hall, attracting everyone's attention!

On the high steps, three men in tuxedos and two women in gentleman's suits turned their backs to the entire music hall. A group of dancers held large fluffy colored **** in their hands, bright light. Laid down from the stage, the five-color carpet corresponds to a performer laying down from the steps.

Just behind the stage, a line of words rose up.

New treasure island!

"Now, let Mr. Van Duckholm and his friends from the Liguria Kingdom, the border prince of the southern country, bring us his latest song!" The emcee shouted loudly, "New Treasure island"!"

Accompanied by the sweet music, the five people on the stage slowly turned around and started their performance, and the atmosphere in the venue also began to reach its peak.

"Ding Ning Ding Ning Ding Ning Ding Ning~"

"Draw it carefully~"

"Ding Ning Ding Ning Ding Ning Ding Ning~"

"Sing this music~"

"That is New Treasure Island!"

"Resent~"

The purple lights, the magical dance steps, and the peculiar style soon conquered all the guests of the entire masquerade. Just below the stage, everyone took the magical cross-steps, and the men and women were imitating excitedly. The action, humming a small tune, spread to the entire masquerade.

Under the purple lights, the dance party fell into a real enthusiasm. The restlessness spread throughout the concert hall. Everyone was intoxicated. The city was conquered.

The plan is successful!

…………I am the dividing line that has been waiting for a long time…………

In this way, just like the banquet in Marienburg, Mr. Van Duckholm was once again shocked, and he also received the highest courtesy. When this Mr. Van Duckholm asked to meet When he visited the host of the banquet, he obtained permission almost immediately. Under the leadership of a female nobleman of Nuer, Van Duckholm was taken to the backstage of the Golden Smile Concert Hall: "Introduction to everyone, this This is Mr. Van Duckholm! A great artist, oh my god, I really love his performance!"

"Like my diamond dance steps?" The artist from the south showed a shy and smug smile.

There were about a dozen nobles and performers in the backstage. They looked at the artist in front of them excitedly and excitedly. They applauded actively. Everyone stood up and welcomed the artist with applause and screams, one wearing a mask. The male aristocrat of ”said loudly: “Wow~ Mr. Duckholm, you are so amazing, you have brought new fashion to Noor... Can you introduce yourself?”

"Very good," Van Duckholm smiled: "I have attended many parties in Marienburg. You know, there is not much leather there, but I did try to create some. I've done leather shows, but unfortunately the good times didn't last long, you understand."

"Hahaha~" Some laughter came from the backstage, and someone asked: "Then Mr. Duckholm, where do your inspiration and artistic cells come from?"

“I’m basically self-taught. I’m currently creating a new and unique style, and now I’m coming to Noor again. Wow, I’m very excited about it. You can’t imagine how excited it is like coming to a candy store. It’s the same as a child." Van Duckholm didn’t have any stage fright about this, and he spoke naturally: "I hope to bring a little bit of difference to this city, all kinds of different styles, you all know. , I come from the border prince collar of the southern country. I like the countryside, field and grass scenery. I also like leather, chains and various patterns. For example, boy♂next♂door~ and now I use it!" Fan -Duckholm said with a smile.

"Very well, Mr. Duckholm, our boss wants to see you." A waiter approached from a distance: "Please follow me."

"It's a great honor." Van Duckholm didn't say much, and immediately followed the waiter into the interior of the concert hall office building, went up to the third floor, and entered the office.

Sitting in the office is a man and a woman. The male is handsome and handsome but his face is a little pale, and the female is a super beauty with blond hair and blue eyes. She is wearing an imperial silk Mansha Mingli soft pink dress with a slap on her head. An ancient female noble hairstyle, full of pearls and emeralds, beautiful and indispensable. It also has a very proud body line and a gorgeous face. When Van Duckholm comes in, the corners of the woman's mouth are hooked. There was an arc: "Welcome, Mr. Van Duckholm, I heard that you want to see me?"

"?" Ryan felt a sudden, and he quickly smiled: "Of course, this beautiful lady, it's an honor for me to meet you."

"Oh? Really?" The woman stretched lazily. She took out a woman's head from under the table and threw it directly in front of Ryan: "It's a pity that you are late, dear Ryan-Marca. Much, the gentle lady you have been looking for for a long time has been done by me."

"?????!!!" Ryan's face changed immediately, and almost instantly, Thor's Hammer appeared in his hand.

"Don't, I didn't come to Nuer to fight you." The woman looked calm. She stretched out a jade hand full of various jewellery. The dozen jewelries in her hand were sent out with the master's actions. A series of sweet sounds.

"It's an honor to introduce this. This is my baron, Hal Harris! Maybe you know?" The woman smiled softly: "Alber Wallace also mentioned you to me. He said you are very powerful. "

"It's also an honor to introduce myself."

"I used to have many names, but they have all been lost. I like others to call me by this name."

"Queen of Lamia, Nephrata!"

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