Warhammer Throne

In the big tent, Ryan leaned against the large bathtub, enjoying Olica’s service. The dark elf took off his coat, leaving only the maid’s skirt and white headscarf on the small bench behind the bathtub. Rubbing his back for Ryan.

On the other side, Veronica is also taking a bath. Witch Garland is enjoying the service of two apprentices, but she uses a curtain to separate the line of sight from Ryan, and by the way, the apprentices to the witch, and both sides maintain it like this. The sound of water.

The inside of the tent was foggy, and there was no big wound on Ryan's body, only a bruise from the spider hit his head. After today's **** battle, the Knight King breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the edge of the vat very relaxedly. He scooped up some hot water and asked Olica: "Olica, will you prophesy?"

"Prophecy?" Olica gently wiped Ryan's back, and Ryan's soft and tender little hands made Ryan couldn't feel that this was a pair of small **** hands that were used to hold a staff or a dagger. Looking at the master, the dark elf stretched out his tongue, licked his lips, and blew into Ryan's ear: "Why are you suddenly interested in prophecy? Master?"

"How much do you know about the prophecy? Olica." Ryan did not answer Olica's question, he just asked, "Tell me as much as you know."

"Prophecy has always been thought to be something only cowards and fanatics would believe." Olica gently helped Ryan take care of his long black hair, and the dark elf thought and said, "Generally speaking, prophecies are vain and vague. For fatalists, on the one hand, they are eager to know the predictions and try to avoid possible disasters. On the other hand, if the predicted results can be actively avoided, then the predictions are destined to be inaccurate. Therefore, we have always only predicted Seen as some possible development in the future."

"Um... indeed." Ryan nodded. As his psychic progress and refinement, he can occasionally see some seemingly non-existent scenes, but they are all very vague and illegible: "What else? Tell me all. Bar."

"Generally speaking, the stronger the prophecy, the more power it takes. The clearer the prediction, the more power it takes." Olica continued, "As for others, Master, I am not proficient in prophecy. The wizard, you should ask your Lilith, she is..."

"Shhh..." Ryan immediately signaled the dark elf to be quiet, and the curtain had ears, and then switched to elf language. He told Olica about the girl in Stregoni, and then said, "Do you think, Could this be a scam? Is it possible that the woman who has low mana and only knows a little about divination witchcraft may predict our expeditionary army?"

"It's possible." Olica whispered: "If you describe it, Master, that woman belongs to unconscious divination. Her mood swings made her use the energy of the subspace, in the unconscious, aimless Under the circumstances, a prophecy was made. This kind of prophecy is the most true, but it can't be met. Master, do you know that the Witch King Malekis is right? For thousands of years, he has always been troubled by a prophecy."

"What prophecy?"

"The Witch King once learned from a prophet that he would die under the hands of a male elf wizard..." The dark elf said about Nagaroth.

The Dark Spirit Witch King Malekis panicked after receiving such a prophecy, because the Witch King was actually a believer in fatalism. After all, he had been the favor and admirer of Asu Yan, Lord of Phoenix before. Believer.

Therefore, Malekis stipulates that it is strictly forbidden for the dark elves to have any male wizards or male sorcerers, and offenders will be killed.

But the dark spirit is different from the high precision and the wood spirit. The reigns of the witch king Malekis and the witch queen Morasi rely more on fear and force. The dozens of fear lords under their command are all unsatisfied, so Many fearlords secretly kept some dark spirit wizards and wizards in captivity. The Witch King knew a little about this, but considering that the war against high precision had not progressed, he decided to close one eye.

However, the Witch King is still terrified of the particularly powerful male elf wizards, such as Targris. Malekiss has always been very afraid of facing the high-precision supreme masters directly.

"As for more about the predictions, I don't know too much." Olica shook her head: "Master, you should ask Lilith, she is the expert in this area."

"I see." Ryan put his legs up comfortably, closed his eyes, and wanted to relax.

"My dear, what are you talking about with Olica?" Veronica came over with a curious voice from the other side of the curtain: "Are you still discussing shameful things?"

"We are discussing that blond hair is precious, black silk is more expensive, if it is Kato Megumi...cough cough, if it is Sulia, both can be thrown." Ryan smiled and said, "What do you think? My dear?"

"Heh, man, isn't your Mrs. Suria originally dressed as blonde and black silk?" Veronica knew that Ryan intended to change the subject, but still said sourly: "I know what you like, you really plan to Listen to the prophecy of that girl from Stregoni?"

"It doesn't hurt to listen, or do you think I will be affected by that kind of inferior magic?" Ryan said irritably.

"Speaking of it, my dear, that green-skinned warlord is just the strength of the pinnacle of the legend, but you have not won it for several rounds. How do I feel that you seem to be weaker? When you dealt with the undead and chaos before, all It’s not as laborious as this time.” Veronica asked the second thing of interest: “Is it your bad condition lately? Or is the bad land unacceptable?”

"You can understand that I have damage bonuses and specializations against Chaos and Undead, but not against Greenskins." Ryan said helplessly: "So I can only rely on hard power."

After chatting for a few more words, Ryan took a bath, changed into a new dress under the service of Olica, and returned to his big tent. He sat down to dissipate heat and took out the map by the way. Detecting the warboss of the Iron Claw Tribe is an unexpected gain. The wounds caused by Nemesis are not so easy to heal. Then as long as Bellegar investigates and arranges the siege plan, it should not be a problem to conquer the iron rock.

This expedition has already spent 150,000 kroner in military expenses. Ryan felt embarrassed after a little calculation of the next possible expenses. Even with all kinds of seizures and spoils, the expedition in Brittania The net military expenditure is still more than 100,000 gold crowns. After all, the knights and soldiers are captured by them, and only 50% is turned in. After the payment is turned in, Ryan will also pay military payments and special forces such as the witches that do not participate in the looting. Expenses, so expenditures are far greater than income.

Fighting like this for a long time will make the expeditionary army unable to sustain it, but if it is a quick fight and it is very easy to be ambushed and surrounded, the badlands are full of green skins, and Ryan must be careful, otherwise the elite of the entire kingdom will be ruined here.

Faced with such a situation, even Ryan himself felt terrible pressure on him. As the king, he is the decision maker of all military operations and the ultimate person in charge. If the army fails here, all the heavy burdens will be placed on him. Come.

And as Ryan said to Veronica, his ability is better at dealing with chaos and secondly undead. Fighting Green Piline himself is not very dominant. For the characteristics of the original body, Ryan is the gray knight gene original body. His strongest part is that he is immune to Chaos Corruption and super high magic resistance, so he is at a disadvantage in terms of physical fitness and melee combat ability.

How can we use our strengths and avoid our weaknesses? The king was thinking about the future direction.

"My Majesty." An attendant came in outside: "Deputy commander of the Independence Group, Durant wants to see you."

"Durant? This cupcake doesn't stay with his group of cats and dogs, why come to see me?" Ryan's thoughts were interrupted, and the king picked up the hot milk on the table and smiled: "He did say Is he here for any reason?"

Durant is a very powerful legendary warrior, good at using spears and two-handed swords, but he doesn't like close combat, but particularly likes to use his well-maintained Hawker Chief Flamingo and another A short fire bludgeon confronts the enemy, so some knight masters despise the mercenary leader, saying that he is a soft guy, and pure masters should fight melee, so he gave him a nickname called "cupcake".

Durant didn't care and accepted the nickname generously, and even teased himself with cupcakes on some occasions, which really made the knight masters lose their temper.

As for the cat and dog, it was the previous thing. When Blackheart Repp and Durant were fighting for the supremacy of the Britzka region, the Prince of the East Frontier, because Blackheart Repp received the support of Britania, Durant and him The army was really invincible, and the mercenary leader yelled at him with a group of cats and dogs under his anger, and he couldn't fight against Black Heart Leip at all.

"He said he has something very important to talk to you." The attendant whispered: "My lord, do you want to see this guy? Do you want me to turn it down for you?"

"No, tell him to come in." Ryan shook his head: "I can probably guess what he wants to do."

After the previous incident, Blackheart Rip's value to Ryan has been infinitely lower.

He needs to support a new spokesperson at the frontier prince.

…………I am the dividing line of the new spokesperson…………

After an hour and a half, all the commanders of the expeditionary army arrived within the king’s golden roof, red and blue tent, and had dinner together. Ryan sat on the main seat, wearing a king’s dress, and his handsome face was like a god. Generally glowing, Karad sits on his left hand side, and Bellegar sits on the raised chair on his right hand side. The Holy Grail knights are in a row, all eating and drinking. Except for Ryan, everyone is fully armed and imposing. It's compelling, and the whole big account is filled with a sense of killing.

"Pull her in!" Ryan raised his hand and motioned. Two old guards dragged in an unkempt Striggney girl. She was in heavy shackles. The woman was not tall but very slender, with a little dark skin. The black curly hair was messy, and the **** eyes were indifferent and cold. She obviously hadn’t eaten for a long time, her face turned blue, and she was kneeling on the ground with the help of the old guards, but everyone could see. If you make up and clean up carefully, this should be a very beautiful young woman.

"name?"

The girl opened her mouth and wanted to talk. Her throat was dry and she could only make a squeaky weird sound. Ryan motioned to the old guard to deliver water. After the girl gulped a large bowl of water, she said: "Ai Smeralda, the divination witch of the Strigani."

"I heard that you have a prophecy to tell me?" Ryan continued: "Tell your prophecy, all, if it works for us, maybe I can let you make a living."

"...I need to get my card." Girl Strigani said to everyone: "My card, you take it away and return it to me. Without it, I can't reproduce mine. prophecy."

"Who is the card?" Ryan asked loudly.

"Here with me." Antelm took out a set of tarot cards. The count hesitated for a few seconds. Seeing that Ryan was determined, he handed the card to Girl Strigani: "Well, witch, take everything you know Say it, say it all, if you hide it at all, you will never see the sun tomorrow."

The girl took the tarot card, and under the watchful eyes of the knights and dwarves, she began to pray, chanting the ancient language, communicating something, everyone is like a great enemy, the knight masters all have long swords out of sheath, if there is Any changes will be prepared to kill this **** the spot.

"At six o'clock, an ancient gate will be opened for the king, and the power of the ancestors will be soaked in the mountains and seals, and the secret will be revealed in the cave." A king card was placed on the ground.

"The other king and his knight allies are here." Another king card and several knight cards were placed on the ground.

"At twelve o'clock, the green wave of destruction will attack the two kings and knights from behind, and the two sides will have a real decisive battle." The wave of destruction mystery card was put down.

"At three o'clock, Mosribu's curse will also join this melee." A green light appeared on the Mosribu card symbolizing the evil moon.

"But in the end, the appearance of a huntress ended the whole war, blood, a lot of blood! Everything ended in blood, all blood! The world will be destined to be submerged in a sea of ​​blood, and the blood queen will be the last of this war. The victor of this!" Girl Strigani suddenly screamed: "It's all blood, there is nowhere to escape, there is no way to escape, this is our destiny!"

The tarot card was suddenly full of blood, and the blood that was visible to the naked eye suddenly emerged from the card, covering the entire card. This blood seemed to have consciousness, and it poured directly at the Striggney girl who had fallen into madness. !

"Scorching gaze!" Veronica was angry, and the Witch Garland raised her hand as a luminous spell. The light beam formed by the wind of Haisi hit the blood on the ground, making a sound like grease, the blood tide faded, Tarot The cards were scorched, and Girl Striggney fainted.

"Take her down and take care of her, and give her a bite of food." Ryan carefully looked at the burnt tarot cards on the ground.

Six o'clock? Twelve o'clock? Three o'clock?

The two kings should refer to Ryan and Belegar, and the green tide of destruction should be green skin, there is no doubt about this.

So what is the curse of Moss Lieb? Skaven?

Who is the huntress? Who is the blood queen referring to? Are these two the same person?

Everything ends in blood, which means that the expeditionary army will fail?

Ryan's heart was full of confusion.

"My king?" Karad also became more confused as he listened: "Do you have any insights?"

"There are some ideas, but they are not mature yet." Ryan frowned: "This way, everyone eat first, wait for the evening, I will pray to the lady and ask her views on this prophecy. I will notify you as soon as I have news. ."

"Yes!"