Proof of the Sun King

In the big tent, Ryan leaned in the large bathtub, enjoying the service of Orika. The dark elf took off his coat, leaving only the maid's short skirt and white turban, sitting on the small bench behind the bathtub. Rub Ryan's back.

On the other side, Veronica was also taking a bath, and Witch Garland was enjoying the service of the two apprentice witches, but she used a curtain to separate Ryan's sight, and by the way, the apprentice witch was also separated. The two sides maintained like this. water sound.

The inside of the tent was thick with fog, and there was no major wound on Ryan's body, only a little bruise on his head that was hit by a spider. After today's **** battle, the King of Knights let out a sigh of relief and leaned on the edge of the vat very relaxedly. He scooped up some hot water and asked Olika, "Olica, can you predict?"

"Prophecy?" Orika gently wiped Ryan's back, and the soft and tender little hands made Ryan unable to feel that they were a pair of small hands that were used to hold a staff or a dagger, killing people like numbness and bloody, Looking at the master, the dark elf stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, blowing in Ryan's ear: "Why are you suddenly interested in prophecy? Master?"

"How much do you know about prophecy? Orika." Ryan didn't answer Orika's question, he just asked: "Tell me how much you know."

"Prophecy has always been considered something that cowards and fanatics believe." Olika gently helped Ryan with his long black hair, and the dark elf thought and said, "Generally speaking, prophecies are illusory and indeterminate. , For fatalists, on the one hand they are eager to know the prophecy and try to avoid possible disasters; as a possible development in the future.”

"Well... Indeed." Ryan nodded. With the progress and refinement of his psychic abilities, he could occasionally see some vague sights, but they were all very vague and illegible: "What else? Tell me all. Bar."

"Generally speaking, the stronger the prophecy object, the more power it needs to spend. The clearer the prophecy, the more power it needs to spend." Olika continued: "As for the other things, master, I am not proficient in prophecy. you should ask your Lilith, who as..."

"Shh..." Ryan immediately signaled the dark elves to be quiet, the curtain had ears, and then switched to Elvish, he told Olica about the Strigney girl, and then said, "Then do you think, Could this be a hoax? Is it possible that the woman with low mana and only a little bit of divination could predict the events of our expedition?"

"It's possible." Olika whispered: "If according to your description, Master, that woman belongs to unconscious divination, and her mood swings make her use the energy of the warp, in the unconscious, aimless This kind of prophecy is the most true, but it is impossible to find, Master, do you know the Witch King Malekith? 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 at the hands of a male elf wizard..." The dark elf talked about Nagaroth.

The Dark Elf Witch King Malekith panicked after receiving such a prophecy, because the Witch King was actually a believer in fatalism, after all, he had been the favored and worshipper of Asuryan, the phoenix lord before. believers.

Therefore, Malekith stipulates that any male wizard or male sorcerer of the dark elves is strictly prohibited, and any offender will be killed.

But the dark elves are different from high elves and wood elves. The rule of the witch king Malekith and the witch queen Morasi is more dependent on fear and force. The more than a dozen fear lords under their command are not convinced, so Many dread lords secretly keep some dark elves wizards and sorcerers in captivity. The Witch King knows a little about this, but considering the delay in the war against the high elves, he decides to turn a blind eye.

However, the Witch King is still terrified of the kind of particularly powerful male elf wizards, such as Tigris, Malekith has always been very afraid of facing the high-precision to high-level wizards, and he can't be on the line.

"As for more things about prophecy, I don't know much." Olika shook her head: "Master, you should ask Lilith, she is an expert in this area."

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

"Dear, what are you and Olika talking about?" Veronica came over from the other side of the curtain with a curious voice: "Or are you discussing shameful things?"

"We're discussing how precious blond hair is, while black silk is more expensive. If it's Kato Megumi...ahem, if it's Suria, both can be thrown away." Ryan smiled and said, "What do you think? Dear?"

"Heh, man, isn't your Mrs. Surya dressed in blond hair and black silk?" Veronica knew that Ryan intended to change the subject, but she still said sourly: "I know what you like, you really intend to Listen to the prophecy of that Strigney girl?"

"There's no harm in listening, or do you think I'll be affected by that kind of inferior magic?" Ryan said angrily.

"Speaking of which, dear, that green-skinned warlord is only the strength of the legendary pinnacle, but you haven't won it for several rounds, why do I feel that you seem to be getting weaker? When you dealt with the undead and chaos before, you always It's not as laborious as this time." Veronica asked the second thing she was interested in: "Are you in a bad state recently? Or is it bad land?"

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

After chatting a few more words, Ryan finished the bath, changed into new clothes under the service of Olika, and returned to his tent. He sat down to cool off, and took out the map by the way. Investigating the seriously injured Iron Claw tribe's warboss is an unexpected gain. The injuries caused by the Nemesis are not so easy to heal. Next, as long as Bellegar scouts and arranges a siege plan, it should not be a problem to conquer the iron rock.

This expedition has cost 150,000 kroner for the military. After a little calculation of the possible expenses in the future, Ryan felt ashamed. Even with the addition of various seizures and trophies, the expedition in Brittany 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% are turned in. After turning in, Ryan will also pay military salaries and pay to special troops such as the Witch Corps who do not participate in looting. Expenses, so expenses are far greater than income.

If the battle goes on like this for a long time, the expedition will not be able to support it, but if the battle is quick and it is very easy to be ambushed and surrounded, the badlands are full of green skins, Ryan must be careful, otherwise the elites of the entire kingdom will be ruined here.

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

And as Ryan said to Veronica, his ability is better at dealing with chaos, followed by undead, and playing the green skin Ryan himself is not very dominant, and for the characteristics of the primarch, Ryan, as the gray knight genetic primarch, His strongest point is his immunity to Chaos Corruption and super high magic resistance, so he is at a disadvantage in terms of physical fitness and melee ability.

How to avoid weaknesses? The king is thinking about the future direction.

"My Majesty." A squire came in from outside: "Deputy head of the independent regiment, Durant wants to see you."

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

Durant is a very powerful legendary warrior who is good at using spears and two-handed swords, but he doesn't like melee combat, but especially likes to use his well-maintained Hawk's collar long fire gun and other weapons. A short-fired gun was used to fight the enemy, so some knights despised the mercenary chief, saying that he was a soft egg, and pure men should fight meleely, so they gave him a nickname called "Cupcake".

Durant didn't take it seriously, accepted the nickname generously, and even teased himself with cupcakes on some occasions, which really made the Cavaliers lose their temper.

As for the cats and dogs, it was a matter of the past. When Blackheart Repp and Durant were fighting for the supremacy of the Britska region in the Prince Territory of the eastern border, because Blackheart Repp got the support of Brittany, Durant and his His army was really no match for him. The mercenary leader was so angry that he scolded that his subordinates were all a group of cats and dogs, and he couldn't fight against Leipu.

"He said he had something very important to talk to you about." The attendant whispered, "My king, do you not want to see this guy? Do you want me to refuse it for you?"

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

After the previous incident, the value of Black Heart Reip to Ryan has been infinitely lower.

He needs to support a new spokesperson in the Border Prince Territory.

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

An hour and a half later, all the commanders of the expeditionary army arrived in the king's golden-topped red and blue tent and had dinner together. Ryan sat on the throne, dressed in the king's robe, with a handsome face like a god. Usually glowing with light, on his left sat Karad, on the right side of the raised chair sat Bellegar, the Holy Grail Knights lined up in a row, all eating and drinking, except for Ryan, everyone was fully armed and imposing Pressing, the entire tent is filled with a chilling aura.

"Pull her in!" Ryan raised his hand, and the two old guards dragged a unkempt Strigney girl in. She was heavily shackled. The woman was not tall but slender, with slightly dark skin. Her black curly hair was in a mess, and her **** eyes were full of indifference and coldness. She had obviously not eaten for a long time. Her face was blue, and she knelt on the ground with the help of the old guard, but everyone could see it. Out of the makeup and cleaning, this should be a very beautiful young woman.

"name?"

The girl opened her mouth to speak, but her throat was dry, and she could only make a high-pitched strange sound. Ryan signaled the old guard to bring water. After the girl gulped down a large bowl of water, she said, "Ai. Smeralda, the divination witch of the Strigneys."

"I heard that you have a prophecy to tell me?" Ryan continued: "Speak your prophecy, all, if it is useful to us, maybe I can let you live."

"...I need to get my card." The Strigney girl said to everyone: "My card, you take it away, give it back to me, without it, I can't reproduce mine prophecy."

"Where is the card?" Ryan asked aloud.

"Here with me." Antarm took out a set of tarot cards, and the count hesitated for a few seconds. Seeing Ryan's firm attitude, he handed the card to the Strigney girl: "Okay, witch, tell me everything you know. Say it, say it all, if you hide anything, you will never see the sun tomorrow."

The girl took the tarot cards, and under the gaze of the knights and dwarves, she began to pray, chanting the ancient language, and communicating something. Any change, prepare to behead this **** the spot.

"At six o'clock an ancient gate will be opened to the king, the power of the ancestors permeates the mountains and seals, and the secrets are revealed within the cave." A king card was placed on the ground.

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

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

"At three o'clock, the curse of Moth Rib will also join the melee~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The Moth Rib card, which symbolizes the evil moon, glows green.

"But in the end, the appearance of a huntress ended the whole war, blood, a lot of blood! It all ends in blood, it's all blood! The world will be doomed to drown in blood, and the Queen of Blood will be the end of this war The winner!" The Strigney girl 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 blood that was visible to the naked eye suddenly emerged from the card, covering the entire card. This blood seemed to be conscious, and it rushed directly towards the mad Strigney girl. !

"Searing stare!" Veronica became arrogant, and when the witch Garland raised her hand, it was a luminous spell. The light beam formed by the wind of Haixi hit the blood on the ground, making a sound like grease, the blood tide faded, Tarot The cards were charred, and the Strigney girl passed out.

"Take her down to look after her, and give her a bite to eat." Ryan carefully looked at the charred tarot cards on the ground.

six o'clock? twelve o'clock? three o'clock?

The two kings should be referring to Ryan and Belgar, and the green tide of destruction should be greenskin, there is no doubt about this.

So what is the curse of Moss Rib? Skaven?

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

Everything ends in blood, meaning the expedition will fail?

Ryan's heart was full of confusion.

"My king?" Callard also became more and more confused: "Do you have any insights?"

"There are some ideas, but they are not yet mature." Ryan frowned: "In this way, everyone will eat first, and at night, I will pray to the lady and ask her what she thinks of this prophecy. I will notify you as soon as there is news. ."

"Yes!"