Warhammer Throne

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PS: As soon as I wrote about war, I didn't have this chapter. I really did not write well enough, forgive me.

When the reconnaissance army returned to the camp, the army had already established a large forest camp here. The return of Ryan and others aroused the cheers of everyone. Although many knights and soldiers returned with injuries, they proudly and proudly displayed With his trophy, stringed goblin ears and a big green-skinned head.

"My king, what have you met." Count Antelm came up, and the Pegasus knights under his leadership hid in the woodland to rest. The knight masters took carrots to feed the intelligent Pegasus, and the Pegasus flapped their wings and swallowed. carrot.

"We met a green-skinned ambush and cavalry." Ryan stretched out his hand to tear his burqa open. The king’s burqa was covered with green-skin blood and shreds, as well as the stench of the blood of giant spiders. Ryan took a deep breath. In a sigh of relief: "There is also the Great Greenskin Warlord, the leader of Iron Rock, Gronok-Iron Claw."

"What's the situation?" Antelm took a closer look at the casualties and seizures of the reconnaissance team. "It looks like you won the battle? My king, how do you know the name of that big green-skinned warlord?"

"Because it called its name, green things have always been so disgusting." Veronica took the words. The Garland Witch was also very embarrassed at this time. Her red fighting leather was torn apart. The well-groomed hair was stained with grass seeds, weeds and even green-skin dung. Almost immediately after returning to the camp, she immediately asked the witch apprentices to arrange a bath for her: "That green-skinned warlord is really difficult to deal with. , Was shot three times, was pierced and chopped in the back by Ryan, and shot Bertrand with an arrow in the back, so he didn't die."

"If Green Skin died so easily, then it would not be Green Skin." Antelm smiled elegantly: "Thanks, Ms. Veronica, you should have been practicing in the Wizard Tower, but you came to the front. , And fight with us."

"I know what I should do, I don't need you to guide me, Lord Antelm, thank you for your approval, but I think I need a little personal space." Witch Garland was stained with a lot of stains on her face, and she said hello. Then he rushed directly into the tent, as did the several army witches.

On the contrary, the knight master and the old guards did not rush to change the blood-stained robes and armor, but triumphantly showed themselves to everyone in the camp, looking at the hurried appearance of the witches. The men showed contempt in their eyes.

Oh, woman.

Similarly, the witches rolled their eyes at these men, wondering if it would be uncomfortable? Smelly, wounded, still so proud? It's disgusting and boring.

Oh, man.

"We hit the big green-skinned warlord of Steel Rock. We did a good job, Brother Lane." Bellegar touched his white beard. He raised his head and said to Lane: "This investigation is somewhat rewarding."

"I think it's the opposite." Ryan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "We have wiped out the green-skinned giant spiders and cavalry as a glorious result, and we have also damaged the green-skinned warlord, but we haven't completed our task of investigating."

"No, we're done." Bellegar shook his head sharply: "Brother Lane, do you remember what I told you? Greenskins actually rarely defend the city. We hit the big greenskin warlord and its cavalry force badly. According to the glorious tradition of the Iron Claw tribe, they have no guts to fight with us. Therefore, the battle of Iron Rock has been a lot easier. Tomorrow I will take some people to survey the surrounding area."

"Okay! I'll go with you tomorrow." Ryan nodded, and he announced in situ: "This battle was fought very hard today, and it was well fought! Everyone has worked hard, now please take a good rest and heal your wounds. There is still a very difficult war to be fought."

The army disbanded in the camp. Ryan could see that Antelm had something to tell himself. He waved away the remaining knights, indicating that everyone could disband.

"Your Excellency Kalad, do you need a bath?" Catherine of the Light Fire Witch again came to Kalad very considerately. She seemed to be indifferent to the stains and dirt on her, but instead offered to help Kalad. Untie the robes covered with green skin and broken spiders: "Do you need me to help you?"

"Ah, no need." Karad was a little embarrassed. The Sanctuary-powered Earl Galament faintly understood the witch's thoughts in front of him. After spending many years with Ryan, Karad also began to understand something. Knowing that I am not ready to accept a new feeling, I can only tactfully refuse: "I will come by myself, thank you Miss Catherine, you have worked hard today, go to rest early."

"I can prepare a big basin of water in a minute." Catherine still insisted.

"Oh, Karad, Miss Catherine said so, just give her a chance." Ryan said with a smile: "Haha, don't you want free water?"

"Then... okay." The king had fate, and Karad had to go. Catherine cast a grateful look at Ryan, and the two left one after another.

Ryan hadn’t had time to speak to Antelm. He noticed that there was a sense of dissatisfaction in Antelm’s gaze. Only then did the king notice that he didn’t know when, the black-hearted Rip’s deputy Durant also came out. Haunted the witch named Scarlett: "Miss Scarlett, it’s been hard to come back from the expedition. I have sent someone to prepare bath water for you. You can take a bath now. Oh, please rest assured, I always arrange it. The maids and strong women do it, I will never..."

"Enough, you get out of me!" Scarlett said aggressively with her hands on her hips, and the witch's attitude was bad: "I don't want any of your bath water. Before I do anything, get out and get away. Point, right away! Otherwise, you will blame me for being rude to you!"

"But..." Seeing Scarlett upset, Durant hurriedly bends down, carefully revealing his kindness: "Your own words will take a lot of time and mana."

"That's what I want, you just get out of me now!" Scarlett has summoned a small fireball, and the Witch Garland can't help being a little angry: "Get out!"

The conflict seemed to be escalating, but Durant was reluctant to leave. He was still trying to explain that he was not malicious.

"Scarlett, you are not allowed to use magic in the camp! Durant, since others don't agree, don't pester her." Ryan finally decided to speak. Witch Garland was startled, and quickly apologized to Ryan, and then became angry. Pushing Durant away rushingly, Durant was very embarrassed. He looked at Ryan aggrievedly and said that you did not suggest that before.

"These country-and-bunks are such annoying things." Antelm said with some displeasure: "I want to make a sincere suggestion to you, my king, this Breton Independence League and That black-hearted Rip still don't set foot on the land of Brittania, you know how many knights want to kill them."

"I know, I have other arrangements for them." Ryan nodded with a wry smile. As the holy grail knight, Antelm had a good attitude, but he was right about things and not people.

The Knight King and Count Kuilau walked towards the king’s tent. Ryan thought for a while and tried to ask, "How about Durant?"

How is Durant? Antelm was stunned for a second, and he suddenly understood what Ryan meant: "What he said is okay. Most of the knights hate and hate Blackheart Rip and his pistol cavalry. As for Durant... this is a brave man. The warrior is not Blackheart Rip’s direct line, the knights don’t think much of him, my king, if you wish, I can properly guide the topics in the camp."

"Very well, I know." Ryan knew it in his heart. The Knight King stretched out his hand, and raised his five fingers together, indicating that Antelm could talk about it. Obviously, Su Liya's cousin wanted to ask him for something.

"My lord, do you know the divination of the Strigoni?" Antelm hesitated a little, and he said: "It is the divination that the witches of Stregni understand."

"Divination? Are there any Strigani people left in the camp?" Ryan frowned, and he said to Antelm: "Didn't I order all Strigani people to be expelled?"

"It should have been like this." Antelm was silent for a few seconds: "But when we were arresting a girl from Stregoni, the girl suddenly fell into a strange state, my courtier. Tell me that she has entered a spirit wandering state where the magic is out of control because of her out-of-control. We are planning to take her down, but she made a prophecy about this war."

"The magic is out of control?" Ryan stopped, and he continued: "Prophecy? Why are you telling me now?"

"Because we were trying to determine the authenticity of the prophecy, and at the same time we detained her for repeated questioning. After a few days, we determined that this prophecy seemed to be made by her accidentally. Ms. Ronika’s Veritaserum, she still said that it was bestowed by the Vampire King to her and her people. This prophecy mentions Valaya’s sad gate of Valaya, where it is said that our expeditionary army will face it. An unprecedented battle.” Antelm whispered, “I know this is bizarre, but the Strignanes’ predictions have always been accurate, and the lake **** prophets also thought she did not cheat, so I came to tell. you."

"What's the name of this girl from Strigani?" Ryan's face was serious, and they were barely touching their eyes in the evil place now, relying solely on Bellegar's knowledge of the evil place to reluctantly march.

"She's called Esmeralda," Antelm said.

"Esmeralda...what about Quasimodo?" Ryan murmured casually after hearing the name.

"Quasimodo? There is no one called Quasimodo." Antelm was also confused by Ryan: "I'll ask again, my majesty, do you know this girl from Strigne?"

"No... I don’t know, I just read a similar story in Kurona’s ancient books." Ryan said quickly: "It’s a story of a Strigney girl and a half-human relationship. The ending is very miserable, but pure Literary creation is not a reality."

"Okay... So my lord, what are you going to do? Do you want to hear the prophecy, or do we execute this Esmeralda?" Antelm didn't care.

"Meet her, then, I'll take a shower, change my clothes, and wait for dinner. I will gather all the holy grail knights and commanders, as well as the king of Belegar, to come to the big tent for dinner. I want to listen to this prophecy. what exactly is it!"

"Yes!"