Warhammer Throne

"Yseramar silver horn? An artifact that can awaken and control the dragon?" Ryan frowned after listening to Targris' request: "Um... but how do we find it? And what if this thing? It's so powerful, why didn't the dwarf bring it out when retreating from Bafeng Mountain?"

"The silver horn of Yseramar was lost in the final battle of the Longbeard War. It was an artifact of the Kaledor dragon trainer family. It became the trophy of the Bafeng Mountain dwarf clan at that time, but the dwarves did not know how to use it. Therefore, it is simply a silver horn made of Yseramar." Targris said calmly: "But it is a priceless treasure for Assul. This thing is currently sinking into the bottom of Bafeng Mountain. It should be within the ancestral gods of Bafeng Mountain. If they can get this, the dragon princes may not have to sing the dragon song for three days and three nights to wake up the dragon."

"So what can we get?" Ryan asked the second question: "You know, the wood elves will also participate in this expedition. It is very possible that they also intend to get the Yseramar silver horn."

"If we can return this horn to the dragon princes of Caledo, then if we are in trouble in the future, as long as one message, Caledo's dragon princes will ride on the dragon and rush to support immediately. "Tegris simply said the benefits: "The power of the dragon will destroy our enemies, and then the dragon princes will also emphasize that they are not here to help us, but just happen to ride the dragon out for a ride."

"...Has the dragon princes always been like this?" Ryan squinted.

"Otherwise?" Targris said that the watch on Prince Dragon's face was also very painful: "Even among Azul, the princes of Calledron always think that their blood is the noblest and most glorious, Prince Dragon. They will never follow any orders. They always only consider suggestions. Even when the Phoenix King personally leads the army, the Dragon Princes will always hold the banner of their kingdom, but there is no doubt that they are still the most powerful in the world. One of the cavalry."

"What if the wood elves also want this horn?" Ryan knew the dragon prince was powerful. This was a super cavalry that could rival the holy grail knights. Unfortunately, the number was as rare as the holy grail knights, and it was difficult to form a system, but just like Brittany. The pointed end of the Ya's lance formation only needs a Holy Grail leader, and its power can be more than doubled. A high-precision dragon may directly influence the battlefield situation.

"It depends on you, whether Aralos is more important, or Lilith and I are more important." Targris said without expression: "You will make the right choice, am I right?"

With such a threatening taste, Ryan touched his chin: "I'll think about it."

"Let’s stop here today. Regarding how Ms. Trovik’s bloodline is advanced, Bellannar only told me one possibility." Targris stood up: "Drinking ice dragon blood, but that Impossible, the original ice dragon at the two poles has either become extinct, or it has become a chaos dragon or a black dragon, neither of which can meet the needs of Ms. Trovik."

"Then please go back and check the information." Ryan also stood up: "Thank you for your reward."

"No thanks." Targris turned away.

The meeting with Targris in the evening was over. Ryan and Olica walked towards the main castle. Under the moonlight, the high windows of the palace corridor were penetrated by moonlight. The weather was getting colder and colder. Ryan walked in front. Olica followed, and the two of them were speechless, and walked out for a long time, leaving only the sound of Lion's leather shoes and dark elf high heels in the aisle.

"Olica?" Ryan spoke suddenly, and the king's face appeared in the moonlight in the corridor.

"What's the matter, master?" Olica replied: "Please tell me what's the matter."

"No... nothing." Ryan hesitated for a while before shook his head again.

"The master must want to ask me, if the wood elves really want to fight for the horn, what should you do, right?" Olica smiled sweetly, and she simply took Ryan's arm: "You want Listen to my opinion?"

"What advice will my post maid and the royal housekeeper give me?" Ryan said with a smile, he really wanted to ask.

"That is to let them fight a fight, and the losers will all become slaves, and they will capture the Marimburg talent market and make a fortune!" Olica grinned and said, "As for the young, those who are dissatisfied can be cut off. Siblings..."

"Enough, sure enough, I shouldn't ask." Ryan rolled his eyes: "Just treat me as if I didn't say it."

"Hehehe, kidding, Master." Olica slyly shook her head, her long black hair swaying back and forth like a waterfall: "You made a mistake in a causal relationship. Master, you are going to expedition to Bafeng Mountain, and you are going from the green Surrounded by Pi and Skaven, fighting side by side with King Bellegar, it’s not the high elves who have high self-esteem, nor the wood elves who want to take advantage of the opportunity to pick up cheap, if Yseramar’s silver horn falls into In your hands, what you have to do is to wait for them to set the conditions and let them compete instead of being restricted. You are a little too valued. Besides, you really think that the Dragon Prince will be grateful as Targris said. you?"

"Don't know it, are you?" Ryan seemed to have an understanding. He really didn't understand the logic of high elves and dark elves as well as Olica: "Go on, Olica."

"The Kaldorron princes among the high elves are extremely arrogant. Let me make an analogy. An aristocratic family that was once extremely glorious and glorious failed in a war. Their patriarch was killed and their The family heirloom was taken away, and their family declined." The dark elves said seriously this time: "As a result, after thousands of years, a jiàn bastard, the humans who were too lazy to look at it, actually got the horn. , And sent it back, Master, if you were this noble family, how would you choose?"

"If it were me, it would definitely give him a little benefit. By the way, give him a chance to rise?" Ryan thought for a while and immediately shook his head: "But the high elves might not think so."

"Yes, in the eyes of the Dragon Prince, you are a humiliation, a complete humiliation." Olica nodded: "Your act of sending the horn back is not only mocking their incompetence, uncovering their scars, but also a kind of Provocation, do you think the Dragon Prince, especially Prince Imric of Calledo, would be grateful to you? You really think too much. The best way to deal with this is to give the horn to Targris or even Lilith herself. Let them pass it over, but the problem is coming. This person has nothing to do with you. Whether it is Targris or Lilith, they are ultimately considering their own interests."

"Very good, this is very sophisticated." Ryan shook his head, and he understood: "I will think about it when I really get this thing. Now everything is empty talk, but Olica, you are right, take the initiative. The power is with me, they ask me, not I ask them."

Olica smiled happily, and she secretly made a victory sign.

The master knows very well that only I am the one who will really consider the master.

Complete victory!

It was getting late at this time, and Ryan didn’t want to disturb Sulia, and planned to go to the guest room to spend the night with Olica, but when he returned to the palace’s main castle, Silvia, who was standing by the gate, made him feel a sudden shock. , The maid’s face was very serious, and even faintly asked, Sylvia, who saw Ryan appeared in a black-and-white maid outfit, dressed in white suspenders and stockings like Olica, and with a turban on her head, immediately left. Coming up: "Your Majesty, you are back. Madam is waiting for you in the bedroom."

"Su Liya? What's the matter?" Ryan knew something was wrong, he said quickly.

"You will know when you go. Madam asked me to see you back and notify you immediately, so that you can find her as soon as possible." Silvia sternly refused to disclose any information: "I can't say anything else."

"Okay." Ryan nodded to express his understanding. The king faintly felt something bad in his heart. Silvia was so serious that it seemed that his wife was very angry and the consequences would be serious.

"Please come with me." Silvia led Ryan towards the master bedroom. Ryan quickly looked at Olica and gestured towards the dark elf. Olica smiled and nodded, she lowered. I chanted two spells.

"Hmm!!!" Silvia who was walking suddenly flushed like an electric shock. She only felt that her legs were soft and she was about to fall to the ground. Ryan quickly supported her and said very loudly: "What, Sylvie?"

"Um~you, you~" Silvia limply on Ryan, the maid maid’s face was ashamed and angered: "Really, it's so despicable!"

"Hehehe~" Ryan held his maid in his arms: "Quickly, Sylvie, what's going on with Su Liya?"

"No, I~uh~" Silvia was still struggling, and Ryan then "threatened": "Otherwise, I will hand you over to Olica at night?"

"Yes, leave it to me with confidence. I will let the maid maid enjoy my service." Olica smiled kindly: "Master, don't ask, she won't say anything, let me bring it on."

"No... I, I said." Silvia shook her head desperately when she heard that Olica was about to take away. The maid finally compromised: "Because..."

Two minutes later, Ryan pushed open the door of the bedroom alone. At this time, Su Liya was already waiting in the room. Today's queen wore a white silk icy glamorous glamorous butterfly dress with a glamorous delicate face. With a faint anger, the long straight legs under the slits of the long skirt were wrapped in a pair of white unicorn fleece sling stockings, and the white silk feet were wearing a pair of open-toed fish mouth high heels. Seeing Ryan coming in, the queen's tone was not How good it sounds: "My Majesty, are you finally back?"

"Yeah, Suria, I'm back." Ryan hurriedly walked to his wife's face. The king was about to hold Suria's hand, but Suria gently threw him away, the queen. Obviously still in anger, seeing Ryan coming over, Su Liya grabbed a stack of documents and put them directly in front of Ryan: "Ryan, my husband! My king! Look at you, look at the documents you signed. , Look at your orders, my God, if this continues, our Duke Moussilon family can declare bankruptcy!"

"Madam~" Ryan finally sat down by Su Liya's side, and he gently hugged the queen's slender waist: "Money always has to be spent, social wealth will circulate, and the kingdom will be vigorous."

"But you can't spend money like this!" Su Liya was hugged by Ryan, and was a little bit angry, but the queen didn't intend to let the king go through it like this. She said angrily: "I understand, the royal family has serious financial problems. , And in order to ensure that this country will not collapse, you continue to use personal finances to make up for the problems of the kingdom’s finances, but this must be limited. Our duke’s family’s money belongs to ours, and the kingdom’s finances belong to the kingdom. Pay some money, it’s okay, but you can’t always rely on personal wealth to maintain the operation of the kingdom, right? Look at the series of orders after you came to the throne. We paid for the construction of the canal, and the industrial payment to the empire was also paid by our family. The money, for the old guards and knights to change their outfits, it is still our family's money. The reconstruction of Musilon will also be spent from our treasury. If this continues, we will really go bankrupt!"

"So I'm going to expedition to Bafeng Mountain, my wife." Ryan sighed lightly. He actually knew that all kinds of expenses were very high after he succeeded, but this is nothing. Su Liya's anxiety and anger can be understood. Up to now, he has spent most of the amazing wealth given to Ryan by the ancestor of the blood dragon, Abbot Wallace: "Only in this way can the entire financial problem be reversed."

"But, where's the money?" Su Liya was still tangling, and the female knight whispered. She was picked up by Ryan and placed on her lap. Su Liya only felt that she was being held by her husband, and she didn't have any strength left. She hurriedly said: "Ryan, I warn you, you must leave a reserve of at least 30,000 gold crowns. We must have such a mobile fund to ensure that we face an emergency."

"Of course." Ryan hugged his wife, and he smiled and said: "It's not that we are not making money, Sulia, my brother Faugan's financial support will soon be docked in Le Angoulang. We have a fortune of about 50,000 kronor and I have already negotiated with the Grand Duke Schultz of Marienburg. The upper and lower assemblies of Marienburg, headed by him, will provide us with a war loan of more than 100,000 kronor. ."

After saying this, Su Liya's complexion finally improved, and the queen nodded slightly: "If this is the case, it still makes sense, but...Ryan, do you really want to borrow so much money?"

"Why not? Am I afraid of failure?" Ryan hugged his wife and smiled: "Now, standing in front of you are the Knights of Breton, the Duke of Moussilon, the Earl of Glamorgan, and Gil Baron Eun, the champion of the chosen lady of the Lake Lady, the orthodox successor of Landuin's will and virtue..."

"Puff~ Alright, alright, enough!" Su Liya was finally amused by Ryan. The queen blushed and leaned on her husband's chest and said in a low voice: "I am not worried that you have just ascended the throne and are eager to make some achievements. , I'm so happy, I didn't consider the consequences, and you are in a special situation. I think I must find a chance to remind you that since you have already thought about it, then I can only support you as a wife. I believe you and you will bring victory to you. Ours, right?"

"Of course, who am I, I am Ryan Macado! Now, the one holding you is the Knight King of Breton, Moussilon..." Ryan has to report his title again, Su Li Ya quickly blocked his mouth with her hand: "Ryan!!!"

"Hahaha~" Seeing Sulia finally calmed down, Ryan's heart warmed. He stretched out his hand to caress the female knight's long blond curly hair and said in a warm voice: "In order to prevent insufficient money, I am also going to discuss with Grand Duke Schultz. What about it."

"And Grand Duke Schultz? Didn't he promise to give you a war loan?" Su Liya was a little strange.

"That's not enough." Lane hugged his queen, his face serious: "I'm going to ask Grand Duke Schultz to issue war bonds!"

"The name is just..."

"Bafeng Mountain National Debt!"