Warhammer Throne

The old world, the empire, the accompanying capital of Brunswick, the private Moor garden.

One day in autumn, it rained slightly.

Compared with the prosperous city scene in the distance, the Moore Garden is always quiet. Countless dead are sleeping here, enjoying the tranquility brought by the **** Moore. Few people are willing to break this tranquility, black clothes and black robes, Moor priests holding chains, pendants, and skull scales occasionally come and go here, as well as those Moor knights with black clothes and black armor, heavy crossbow muskets on their backs, and two-handed swords standing around the garden, quietly watching everything. .

But today is different.

There were thunderous noises from the streets of Brunswick Street, and teams of elite Imperial soldiers trot across the stone road in front of Moore Garden.

The first to appear was the battle court guards. This group of honor guards held the golden black-bottomed Libra and Golden Lion flags, lined up on both sides of the road.

Then came the Blackrock Guard and the famous Nur Iron Armor.

Everyone is boiling over. For decades, under the emperor's leadership, these armies have fought from one side of the world to the other, sweeping across all directions, looking at the world.

After everything was prepared, a mature man wearing a black gold gown, a purple robe and a golden griffin round cap came from a distance on a pure blood elf warhorse, and several people followed him. The guards, Rick guards, and Griffin Riders, the mature men rode to the gate of Moore Garden, and looked at the cemetery garden with a history of over a thousand years. The man moved for a while, and then turned over and dismounted: "You can do it yourself, I Go in alone."

"Yes!" The knights replied loudly, turning over and dismounting, standing on the side of the road on alert.

The Moor knights at the door recognized the identity of the visitor and saluted: "Your Majesty!"

"Well, I'll go see the godfather." The emperor walked and sprinted, his breath was faint, and there was a golden lightning throbbing between his brows. His heroic face was reminiscent, he stopped talking to the Moor Knight, and strode towards the garden. Go inside.

The Moor priests pushed open the heavy gate of the temple. On both sides of the stone gate, the words "Last Emperor of the Frederick Empire, Guardian of the World, Model of Humanity, Model of the Emperor Karl-Franz" were written in Gothic. Rest in peace."

The last imperial emperor Karl-Franz rested here.

The emperor took off the purple cloak at the door. He strode into the temple and reached out to signal that everyone did not need to follow. He went down the stairs. In the light of candlelight, the current imperial emperor, Emperor Frederick, walked step by step. Walk slowly along the stairs.

He walked very slowly, as if to be able to see clearly the murals on both sides of the tomb. This is the masterpiece of the dwarf’s current chief rune craftsman Sorek Tiemei and his apprentices. In commemoration of the great emperor, the dwarf does not Collected a penny to accept the task of building and maintaining the tomb, and vowed to truthfully record all the great deeds of Emperor Karl-Franz.

The dwarf did. Frederick looked at the fresco carefully, from the ambush on the coast of Nord, to the tenacity of the battle of the blood pine forest, from the descent of the gods at the Black Fire Pass to the moment of death in the autumn of Brunswick, All the achievements of the godfather have been truthfully recorded, and even give people an immersive feeling.

Even if he walked slowly, Frederick came to the front of the coffin after all.

On the surface of the copper coffin, the statue of Karl Franz lies peacefully there. The bronze statue carved by the dwarf perfectly restores Karl Franz’s true appearance one by one. He is not very tall, simple and simple. , Tough and vulgar face, on the bronze statue, Emperor Karl-Franz's eyes are closed tightly, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, relaxed, with a smile on his face.

This is very different from Frederick’s impression of Karl Franz. In Frey’s impression, Karl Franz always frowned, or worried, or sighed, or severe, or distressed, he He had rarely seen such a relaxed expression on the godfather, but he did remember that at the last moment, the emperor had this expression on his face.

Ease, the ease of accomplishing the mission, the ease of complete relief.

Frederick let out a long sigh. He knelt before Karl Franz's coffin and kowtowed: "Godfather! Frey is coming to see you!"

Before he finished speaking, Frederick almost shed tears.

Karl-Franz passed away on the second day of the end of the Battle of Middenheim, just because Charlemagne had completed his mission, he released his possession, and returned to the highest heaven after a few words.

The emperor Karl-Franz, who had lost his blessings and actually died in the autumn of Braunschweig, finally recovered himself. He was very old in an instant, his face was wrinkled, his hair and beard were all white, and his figure was very good. An, already a real old man, the emperor panted in pain, and called all the surviving emperors and members of the imperial council.

Karl-Franz announced publicly that it was located in Frederick, the great alchemist Gelt was the imperial regent and chief royal wizard, and Frederick was the core to rebuild the imperial court.

Only having time to explain this, the emperor took Frederick's hand and handed the silver seal to his hand, and smiled at him, a very relaxed smile.

Karl Franz, the last emperor of the Frederick dynasty, passed away.

With exactly the same smile, Frey stretched his hand across the bronze statue of the godfather, tears across his cheeks, but smiled: "Godfather, Frey is visiting you today."

The bronze statue of Karl Franz still smiled relaxedly, without any change.

"Pop!" Frederick opened a bottle of Imperial Beer and sat in front of the Godfather's coffin: "Godfather, since you were in the Imperial Palace last time, I was holding my teeth with both hands and taught me how to write. Seventy years have passed since the days of Gothic."

"In the 50 years since he assumed the throne, Frey has never forgotten his mission in mind, and he dared not forget the sacrifice of his godfather in one day, and the instructive teachings you left me by grabbing my hand when you were dying." Frederick sullied his head. He took a gulp of beer and smiled with tears in his eyes: "For fifty years, Frey has finally done a little thing and made a small contribution to mankind."

It seemed that the chatterbox had opened up, and Frederick's words began to increase.

"In the past fifty years, I have presided over the compilation of "The Griffin Ceremony", regaining the classics and knowledge lost in the empire at the last moment. I have almost wiped out the Wuzhen Chaos Wasteland together with the smelly brother of German. For all the power of chaos, I sent people to the West Ocean seven times, and reached Sinian and Ruscia as far as possible. I made four southern expeditions and almost slaughtered all the green skins of the badlands."

Thinking of the glorious feats of these years, Frederick couldn't help but smile.

After ascending to the throne, he won all 63 expeditions, and he has reason to be proud.

After the end of the moment, the power of the world reshuffled, and mankind established the famous "Charlemagne, Brittany, Estalia, Tyrell, Prince of the Frontier, and Kislov reunited empire."

This is a truly unified confederate organization, with Knight King Ryan Macado and Knight Queen Suria as the top leaders, but it is not hereditary. Its greatest mission is to expel the impression of chaos and regain lost territory. Resume production and rebuild homes.

Everyone recognizes the authority of Ryan Makado, but in fact the empire was split into three parts from the beginning.

Ryan's eldest son, Frederick inherited the two important titles of Emperor and King Tyrell, so he was also called the Eastern Empire.

Frederick was crowned emperor at the Palace of Versailles in Brittany.

Ryan's youngest son, Devonhill, inherited the titles of the Knight King and King Estalia, so it is also known as the Western Empire.

Devinhill was crowned as the Knight King of Breton in front of the Brandenburg Gate in Noor.

Kieslov was inherited by the daughter of Czar Katalyn, Katalyn II, and was promoted to Catherine II by adding the Zun, and was called Tsar Kieslov.

The frontier princes have become "shared areas."

The two emperors of the east and the west are respected. This reunion empire has been two dynasties from the beginning, and it is only because the two emperors are the sons of Ryan that both of them recognize Ryan's authority and form a superficial unity.

"Fifty years have passed, godfather, no matter what, I can finally explain to you that under my hand, the empire is still the best in the world!" Frey touched the coffin made of huge stones, and the emperor moved emotionally. Said, it is like a child showing off his achievements to his parents, eager for recognition.

After the final moment was over, the elves formally completed their unification under Malekiss, and with the help of the Moon God God Lilith, Osuan rose up again and settled in Lothern.

However, the population lost by the elves at the final moment is not so easy to return. The serious population shortage and social regression make it difficult for the elves to regain their former glory.

Similarly, even though the Eternal King Malekis has changed, he still rules his kingdom in his own way. All elves are required to conduct military training from birth, and the agents of the Eternal King make strict statements to the people. With publication review, there are more rules and regulations that the elves need to abide by, and they have also tasted of being asked to do some unwilling things. Only Avalon and Safri have maintained good results because of the existence of Elarili and Targris. Degrees of freedom.

This makes many elves who are accustomed to freedom very painful. They choose to come to the old world and become guests of mankind. They use their knowledge to contribute to the reconstruction of the old world, which greatly promotes the reconstruction and prosperity of the old world. At the same time, elves can also Enjoy the freedom and comfortable life they want.

The Moon God God does not prevent this from happening, she and Ryan's child, Amatil, the newly promoted Phoenix Lord, just watched everything silently.

"The Dwarf Supreme King Alaric is a funny guy." Frederick smiled at the empty tomb room: "Perhaps under his hand, the Dwarf will usher in a glorious era again, but I always feel that Xiao Suo Ergreen has a better chance."

After the end of the moment, the dwarf Supreme King Thorgrin led the remaining army of dwarves to return to Eternal Peak and immediately passed on his son Alaric. In the spring of the following year, Thorgrin was seriously injured in the ancestor of Eternal Peak. After the death in the hall, all the members of the incarnation council came to the funeral and gave Thorgrin a high evaluation.

Unexpectedly, the Eternal King Malekis actually knelt in front of Thorglin's body and admitted his past mistakes, which greatly eased the hatred between the elves and the dwarves.

Fifty years is not enough for the elves. It is indeed an opportunity for the dwarves to take a good rest. After one war after another, finally, after many years, the gate of the Eternal Peak reopened, in and out of it. The endless stream of caravans can vaguely see a little glimmer of the past.

"Grandpa Bellega, the king of the Eight Peaks, passed his son Thorgrin to his son after the final battle, and then took a small team of dwarf expeditions to the world. He only came back ten years ago. Godfather, you know what happened in the Far East. What's the matter?" Frederick smiled happily: "Haha, the Skaven Rats abandoned the Demon Rat Desert and fled to the Far East. They are in the Far East, under the leadership of the Great Grey Claw Prophet Tranqueiro. A new “anti-pressure clan” was established under the government, and the rebuilt Aurora, Nipeng, and Indian dynasties had been fighting all day long. Nuer’s court had repeatedly discussed whether to march, but finally gave up, too far. It's really too far, hahahahaha!"

Frederick's cheerful laughter surrounded the room.

With a smile, Frederick gradually calmed down: "But there are still troubles, the godfather, the award of the Elector of Sylvania was a helpless move at the time. We also know that, but these years, Vlad Von -Kastine is obedient, but he is always plotting something. The Empire has no way to solve this problem. I can only send people to closely monitor the movement of the border. Vampires are too dangerous, especially their time is almost unlimited."

"The blood ancestor Nephrata of Lamia returned to her Silver Peak Mountain. In the past few decades, she has not made a step on Silver Peak Mountain as promised. Queen Kalida of Lebaras has also returned to her desert. Now she is committed to combating Antarctica. The barbarian tribes hope that after she completes the goal, she can fall into a deep sleep like the dynasties of the ancient tombs and stop waking up."

As he spoke, Frederick frowned, and the Emperor shook his head again and again: "Godfather, I also understand in my heart that there are some things that have not been done well. When you were alive, you tried to combat the corruption of the nobles and the bureaucratic corruption. The stubborn illness, when the empire is in my hands, it will be better at the beginning of the reconstruction. In the past few years, the problem of official governance has been repeated."

"I really envy German. He has the assistance of the Church of the Goddess in the Lake and the Church of the Goddess of Spring. God is watching. The bureaucracy's corruption of ink and power has been suppressed to the lowest point, but Charlemagne returned after the last minute. Supreme heaven, he went to explore the depths of the universe with the blood dragon ancestors, Tyrion and others." Frederick smiled bitterly: "Father has also taken his mother away for many years, and only occasionally can I contact him. , Sometimes I feel really lonely. Fortunately, there is also the smelly brother of Devin who can chat, but Devon also plans to leave recently. Grandpa...can't wait any longer."

"So, what about me? Godfather?" Frederick knelt again: "Is it time to leave? Noelle gave me a son, William IV. He has good abilities and should be a good emperor. But I still feel a little worried."

The tomb was silent.

Frederick couldn't kneel down for a long time, until at some point, a beautiful elven lady with a lovely little daughter appeared next to the tomb.

That was the Elf Queen Elissa, one of Frederick's two queens, and their daughter, the Knights of the West Wind, Spark Knight Keli.

"Frey?" Ellisala pulled Kelly to her knees: "It's already night outside, and everyone is worried about you."

"Yeah, it's time to leave." Frederick realized something. He knelt on his knees again and kowtowed. There were tears in his eyes: "It's time to leave, Godfather!"

"May your heroic spirits protect mankind and the empire forever!"

"Hero, immortality!"