Warhammer Throne

The Old World, March 2515, Empire, Wolfenburg.

The battle is over, the army needs to rest, the city needs to be rebuilt, and the leaders need to discuss what to do next.

Although some people are skeptical of how Mottkin died, they are very confused about why Chaos Eternal God's Choice suddenly said a bunch of inexplicable things and then committed suicide when it was obviously possible to set up a battle. , But the fact is there, Mortkin died, the Chaos Army collapsed, the army from the Empire and the army of the knight brothers saved the city, and also saved the Osters.

The city finally returned to calm and the food supply recovered slightly. The refugees could finally get out of the damp, narrow and strange dwarf refuge mines, and come outside to breathe fresh air. Most of the adult men are in the war. Most of the women, children and children who died were gathered together in twos and threes. The tents were not enough. Many people just found a ruined blanket and wrapped them in a good night's sleep.

Rare peace, military patrols everywhere in the city.

Ryan ordered his subordinates to accept all the money Ruth brought, and divide them into a dozen spaces. After storing the rings and keeping them personally, it was rare to have a little leisure time: "Why don't we go around the city? Bertrand? Morgiana ?"

"Tomorrow is the day of the Holy Grail, Ryan, I'm going to prepare." Morgiana shook her head. If Ryan and her were the only ones, the Lake God Witch could still consider it, but Ryan was now following a whole company of old guards. , As well as Bertrand, Davu, Raymond and others, this kind of wandering is still avoided.

"Oh! Tomorrow is the day of the Holy Grail, yes." Ryan was stunned, and then smiled a little embarrassingly. The Knight King thought to himself that the recent series of wars really stunned himself, as a fairy in the lake. He had forgotten such an important festival as the God's Selection of Champions, the Holy Grail Day, and it was indeed a bit unreasonable.

"Forget it, let's go back first." Ryan shrugged and motioned for everyone to go back first.

Back in the big tent, no one is there. Aurora is already bedridden due to the heavy load of summoning the Supreme Lord of the Ice Element. According to her, she has to stay in bed for at least two or three months. Ryan understands this. Let Veronica arrange manpower to take care of it.

The female speaker went to look for a girl with a gift for magic as she had said to Ryan, and Veronica knew that she had to provoke the mainstay now.

Morgiana must also be busy with the day of the Holy Grail. Duke Raun is still discussing some minor matters with the empire at this time. Emilia and Teresa are still behind and have not come over. Ryan thinks about how he really is now. There is nothing to do.

Now he regrets that he didn’t bring Olica out. Apart from the army, it’s a bit uncomfortable that no one is taking care of him. Many things are inconvenient. Ryan is not interested in finding a few strong men to serve him. Finally, he did something about "The Secret History of Jungle Companions." Strange rumors such as "Back to the Back Mountain" come out. You must know that things like the old world have been repeatedly banned, especially in places like Tyrell.

The furnishings in the big tent are luxurious, and it is snowing outside. Ryan thought it was still snowing in March. The climate impact of this chaotic invasion on the old world, or at least the northern part of the empire, seems to be not small. Simply shouted: "Come on! Boiling water, I want to take a bath!"

"Yes!" The old guard outside the house immediately responded.

After taking a hot shower happily, Ryan put on a soft and comfortable bathrobe and leaned on the bed. The attendant put a small table for him so that he could lie on the bed and deal with various tasks, and then sent it to him. A cup of hot coffee.

"Where is Berhemond? And what are Bertrand and the others doing?" When Ryan saw the thick stack of papers, his brain hurt, and the knight king stopped the attendant.

"The Duke of Berhemond is hanging out over the ruins outside." The attendant returned: "Marshal Bertrand and the old guards were called by His Royal Highness Maugiana to help prepare for tomorrow's Holy Grail Ceremony, Majesty said. Now, all Bretons will receive the gifts of ladies, including jam cookies, roast meat and a glass of wine."

"Okay, I see, you can go down." Ryan signaled that the attendant could go down. The Knight King opened the paperwork and started the office. There were countless things waiting for him to deal with.

While reading the documents, Ryan was still wondering how the Duke of Pershmond would have time to wander in the ruins?

The Cavaliers thought the problem a bit more complicated.

It was in the ruins of Wolfenburg, inside a huge tent that had just been set up.

Duke Bohemond led a team of knight attendants from Bastogne to open the curtain of the tent and entered the big tent. The Duke of Red Dragon hung the Bretonian holy sword-the sword in the stone from his waist. Wearing a red dragon cloak, a gorgeous red and yellow iris robe, a recast and fortified dwarf master Grunni rune full body plate armor, and a golden dragon crested cross helmet. The strength is close to that of a demigod. The old Duke is not angry, and his equipment is more expensive than ten large noble standard manors combined.

After the war, the old duke had nothing to do and decided to go around. He also knew that his level of internal affairs was really terrible, so he simply threw everything to Raun and the others to do, he called his entourage and planned to look around.

Several pieces of news caught the attention of the Duke of Berhemond.

The first is that after the ban on the shelter was gradually lifted, many refugees began to take to the streets. While they lined up next to the relief porridge shed to prepare for relief food, they were setting up a street stall to sell some of their property.

The old duke found a lot of things, from dreams to various handmade products and books, to vodka, and everything. Berhemond even saw a few wooden and iron statues of the former Tsar Boris, as well as the bear **** E. The icon of Sun and the small hammer symbolizing Thor.

There are even some cultural relics of Auster.

Out of interest, the Duke of Berhemond looked here and there. He bought a lot of small things. The attendant at the back carried a large bag on his back. Then the old Duke noticed that some people were selling. Books, those carefully framed from the printing house of the Kirslov Erson Church in the last era were sold at very cheap prices. A few silver coins, even a handful of copper coins, were sold casually, except for Kesler. In addition to the refugees, the Oster refugees are also the same.

The old prince sighed, and he couldn't do anything about it.

The second thing is now this one.

The appearance of Bohemond made the people inside scream. Obviously no one expected that the noble Red Dragon Duke would actually appear here. The Earl of Devin Hux was directing something inside, and saw Bohemond coming out of him. Suddenly, his face turned pale, and he hurried up: "My Duke, how are you..."

"What are you doing?!" Duke Berhemond noticed that there were all women in the big tent! And most of them are young and beautiful beauties! There were Austers, Nords, and Mrs. Keisler. The old duke immediately thought of something. He said angrily, "Hex!"

"The Duke!" Hucks was embarrassed, he quickly took Bohemond to the side: "This is just a business!"

"What business?!" Berhemond slapped Hex on the forehead, and the old prince said angrily: "You are a prostitute! Hux! Do you know what you are doing? Did you forget? Did the lady teach you?!"

"They volunteered! My Duke!" Hex was very wronged, and Earl Devon whispered: "Duke, do you know that 65% of the adult men of the Osters have died in this How many women and children were left behind during the invasion? Today, the Elector of Valmir is still supplying food, but tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? Everyone knows that Bretania is rich, the soldiers are rich, and many people are willing ...Find a way out for your own future, do you know how many things happened in the ruins of these people? Even His Majesty Ryan turned one eye and closed one!"

"Then you can't..." Duke Berhemond was still unhappy: "You can't be a middleman either!"

"I said, it's voluntary! I'm just doing a favor!" Seeing that the old duke's attitude was a little loose, he hurriedly struck the iron while it was hot: "You know, there are people in the ruins who are engaged in this kind of thing, five silver coins at a time. , Those second dealers can take three. In the end, these poor women can only get a silver coin and a handful of copper coins. So, I want to let us do it by ourselves, and the buyer spends less money. , The seller makes more money, and there is no middleman to make the difference. It took more than half a day to open, and the transaction volume is far ahead!"

Berhemond learned from Hux that there are two types of transactions. The first one is that a voucher is required for a ***. Generally, Hux is to check if there is any disease, and just send a document. It’s over. The second type is permanent sex. This type is actually a buyout. Many girls, young girls, and women have lost their families. The master-servant contract, the kind of church justice.

The formal master-servant contract is very strict. It stipulates that the two parties have an employment relationship between serving and being served. The most stringent kind of master will pay for the servant if he kills the servant! The vast majority of the women in the Great Tent wanted to sign this high-level master-servant contract. Some women suggested that if they were the old guards and the Knights of the Holy Grail, then they could just sign the contract without money.

By the way, Hex’s requirements for this product are quite strict, only accepting beautiful women, roughly within the age of 14-28.

"Uh." Berchmond confirmed. The women present all said it was voluntary. There was free food and a blanket in the big tent. The old duke was a bit embarrassed, and he asked Hux again. : "But with such a big tent here, you are not afraid..."

"Learn a foreign language." Hex smiled treacherously: "The Bretonians come from afar, and their accents are very different. In order to promote communication and work together to fight the enemy, they always exchange their accents and learn some locals. Slang?"

"Oh, learn a foreign language." The old Duke moved his mind, and Bohemond then asked, "What is the price?"

"It's cheap!" Hecks pointed to the row of beauties over there, with brown hair and black eyes, some with blond hair and blue eyes. From ten gold crowns to one hundred gold crowns, pay the money in one hand and sign the master-servant contract with the other. The prophets of the lake gods or the merciful pastor Saria are willing to notarize, and you can buy it back and become a maid! Your Excellency?"

"Hey, yeah, this foreign language should be studied hard!" After repeatedly confirming that this is a business of yours, Berhemond finally smiled: "I want to learn a foreign language too, so I want to learn one more!"

"Yeah, yeah, this foreign language must be studied hard~" Hucks smiled and nodded.

The Duke of Bastogne and the Earl of Devin smiled at each other, and seeing that the old Duke really wanted to "learn a foreign language", the women in the tent scrambled up to sell themselves, they didn't even want a penny. He also wanted to become the private property of the Duke of Berhemond. The old Duke signaled them to stand in a row and wanted to pick it out. At the same time, he signaled his subordinates to take out several bags of gold crowns to ensure that the money would not be less for them. In the spirit of chivalry The very important one is justice.

At this moment, the curtain of the big tent was opened again, and a group of Rick guards rushed in. The knight attendants under the Duke of Berhemond immediately held swords on guard, and the Rick guards were also aggressive.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

"This is the Breton camp! What are you empires doing?!"

Rick Guard Heilberg came in from the outside, the old man looked serious, and the hilt of the runetooth "Hateman" on his waist was gleaming. He first looked at Hux and Bohemond seriously, and then again. Looking at the women who panicked and hid in the corner of the tent with majesty, he sighed.

"This foreign language must be studied hard, Your Excellency Hux, I want to learn a foreign language too!"

The momentum in the tent suddenly eased, and everyone laughed.

"Study! You can learn it all! Marshal Heilberg, see which one you want to learn? How about taking it back to learn it by yourself?"

"No, just arrange a class for me."

"Arrange, arrange now."

…………I am the dividing line for learning foreign languages…………

Bohemond and Heilberg's gang went to learn foreign languages, and our Knight King Lane was still lying on the bed and correcting papers.

During the corrections, Ryan quickly saw the official letter of Emperor Karl-Franz. The letter was tough. First of all, congratulated the brilliant victory in Wolfenburg, and then killed (forcibly committed suicide) forever. God chose Black Iron Mottkin to congratulate him, but immediately after the conversation, the emperor asked the army in Wolfenburg to march as soon as possible after a short rest and not to stay too much, and try to end the battle before the start of spring ploughing. If it is not possible to eliminate all the Chaos Army, then at least the Chaos Army must be driven out of the empire first.

The wording of this official letter is quite tough and a bit arrogant. Ryan frowned after reading it. The Knight King was quite unhappy. We are fighting in the front, and you are responsible for urging the army in the back?

However, after the official letter, there was soon a private letter from Emperor Karl-Franz to King Ryan. In the letter, the emperor stated that the wording in the official letter and urging the soldiers were helpless. I hope Ryan can understand, even if the Emperor Card is planning and dispatching behind. Resources have brought everything to the limit, and the empire’s finances have already begun to be stretched and unable to support. The emperor expressed his hope that Ryan can end the battle as soon as possible, otherwise the pressure on the rear will increase. If spring ploughing is not kept up, then the northern part of the empire, especially Oss. The commander and Ostermark will be greatly injured.

At the same time, the emperor also hoped that Ryan could at least let Emilia also take up the position of co-manager, completely vacant as a decoration, so that at least he can confess to the empires and the human kingdoms of the old world, as well as the dwarves and high elves. In the past, otherwise Mottkin's invasion of the empire seemed too useless.

So far, the most memorable thing in the old world is the epic triumph of the Battle of the Three Kings.

Who directed it? Commanded by Ryan Macado, the greatest knight in Brittany since Arthur.

Ryan couldn't help laughing after seeing it. Suffering was Kahuang's suffering. He was really upset and complained for a while and couldn't rise up. He laughed so hard that he couldn't even hold coffee.

At this moment, a white golden light suddenly lit up in the tent, and a beautiful figure emerged from the white light and thick fog.

"I'm coming! Ryan!"

"My dear, I'm here, I'm coming to see you and the knights, catch me!"

As soon as he stretched out his hands, Ryan's face was crushed by something, and our Knight King couldn't breathe.

"Hmm~"