Warhammer Throne

"Ahem, since the two are here, let's get to the subject." Oliver motioned to his guards Fack and Mather to move the food on the table aside, and a circle of parchment was spread out on the table: "Lord Lord Rejected the request to send troops, but after hearing that we were friends of Mr. Lane, he gave us this."

"Map?" Boris, the commander of the blood axe mercenary group, came, and the deputy commander Wilt also came, probably because Banda was seriously injured, and the deputy commander was a little sad.

"Exactly." Through the flames of candles and oil lamps, a group of people sat around, listening to Oliver's introduction.

"We have 23 carriages and more than a hundred guards, and the Druid'tree planter' Alderad of the Nature Church will also walk with us, plus Mr. Lane and Teresa. Ladies, two legendary powerhouses sit in town, and safety should be guaranteed."

Oliver spread out the map and placed it on the round table. He pointed to the road from Karlzenhaven to Millodenhaven. Ryan looked at it for a while. There were two mountains on the way. The map indicated the possibility of robbers, brother. The Brin tribe and other monsters mainly marked the Beastman tribe. The estimated route of the caravan had to avoid the Beastman tribe.

"Let's continue. The rogues led by Bilger will explore the way in front of us. If there is a situation, they will return to the convoy as soon as possible and report to us." The small middle-aged man hidden in the cloak raised his hand. , Ryan nodded slightly.

"The mercenary regiment led by Boris and our **** will walk on the outer layer of the convoy. If they encounter an enemy approaching, they will face off against the invading enemy as soon as possible." Oliver added, and the mercenary leader lifted up when he saw it. He used his big axe: "Those **** just let go! I will chop them up!"

"Ms. Teresa and Mr. Estelle will be in the middle of the convoy. Mr. Estelle will use his keen vision to monitor every move nearby, while using bows and arrows to protect us. Please also Ms. Teresa Give us help, and at the end of the convoy, a few wandering knights who are with us will follow up on horseback to provide protection for us."

"A very complete plan, a very detailed plan of action." Ryan is quite appreciative of this plan. He stretched out his finger and put his finger at the forefront of the team's sketch: "Then I will ride the horse to the forefront, ready to deal with any... …"

"No, Mr. Lane, you'd better stay with us! That's safer, isn't it?" Oliver immediately added, and Ryan nodded with a smile after turning his eyes. "That's OK."

"I'll speak next." The speaker changed to Mats.

"On the first day we are expected to be able to walk to the foot of the Hordaland Mountain..." As Matz's fingers slowly moved on the map, the time plan was slowly revealed in front of the kingdom knights: "Third The day and the fourth day are a difficult point. On the third day we will ascend Scavier Mountain. There is an abandoned fortress in the valley of this mountain. It is very likely that robbers or goblins are occupying it and want to be safe. After passing through here, we may need to attack the fortress frontally, or give a small gift to the owner in the fortress.” Mats grabbed his golden beard, which drew a complaint from the half-elf ranger: "Small gift? Blindly giving in will only cause greater greed."

"I think Ester is right. We have no reason to give in to a mob. If necessary, I will show my strength to ensure that we pass safely. What about the fourth day? What is the difficulty?" In favor of the half-elf view, blindly appeasement will only lead to more serious consequences.

"On the fourth day, we will come to the second half of Scarville Mountain. This is a dense forest. Various news shows that there are terrible orcs in it. We have tried to avoid the orcs in the route design. , But who knows if you will bump into them on a certain mountain road?" Oliver put his finger on a spot marked with a black spot, and said heavily: "The guard chief Laurits told us that there are already several knights. He disappeared after going to crusade the orcs, so we must be very careful when we pass by this place."

The female warlock furrowed her brows. There were indeed very powerful beasts among the beasts, and these beasts had thick skin and didn't take much magical damage. If there were really beasts who could not be solved by a few knights, then Ryan could deal with it. NS?

Now, I can only trust him.

Hearing the names of the orcs, the movements and expressions of both the mercenaries and the guards were stunned. Many of them showed fear and retreat on their faces. The orcs continued to wreak havoc on the entire continent, and their reputations were terrible. It continues to circulate, except for the knight kingdom of Bretania that has cleared the calamity of the orcs in the country because of the efforts and sacrifices of several generations of knight kings, but the orcs still exist in those ancient dense forests.

The empire and Brittany have to pay off these tribes of wild orcs every year, otherwise they will be flooded within two years, but even the most powerful imperial army seldom dare to enter the depths of the dense forest. Exhausted sneak attacks and harassment, as well as fragile supply lines, will often cause the army to collapse without fighting and then disappear.

The blood axe mercenary group that had only had a **** battle with the Beastman tribe in Mein Forest a few days ago was even more so, Boris felt lingering at the thought of that battle.

This was the biggest difficulty on the road. All the people around the round table fell silent. The swaying candle fire kept swaying. The general route was decided during the negotiation process. Finally, Oliver broke the silence: "Mr. Lane, We may stay for another day. As a large number of people are trapped in this town, we will try to find more partners, including wandering knights who are willing to walk with us to increase our success rate."

"Those people are not worthy of complete trust, Oliver, I hope you can identify those who can be company and who can't." Ryan frowned, watching the noisy environment in the longhouse, the collision between the wine glasses and the beer foam in the air. The proliferation of China, the reveling among people, and the exiled knight named Ike is bragging with a group of soldiers: "Brothers, have you heard of Bagman beer? When I thought about it, I was already drunk~"

The aliases of exiled knights are rogue knights, rogue knights, etc., while these goods seek to get right, there are also house robberies and even road robberies. They are often a threat to local security.

"I understand!" Oliver was naturally full of words. The businessman naturally had his own abacus. Ryan didn't have much to say. From some perspectives, he did need Oliver to organize a caravan. The female warlock hadn't recovered yet. At this time, it is not a good choice for two people to start rashly.

After making a general plan, Ryan relaxed a little. He also participated in the banquet to his heart's content, letting go of his body and mind, eating and drinking, until he felt that he was being pulled on the back of his shirt.

Um? Teresa?

"Want to go?" Ryan noticed that Teresa's face was already a little impatient, so the man led her away from the round table: "Are you tired? Why don't you go first?"

"How long will this banquet last?" The sorcerer did feel a little bored.

"It's estimated to be tomorrow morning...should I send you out?" This country banquet can last until the next morning. In this era, there is a serious lack of entertainment after nightfall. Only the nobles have the money to use magic lights. Oil lamps can’t produce any decent effects, so when it’s dark, you can only roll the sheets or something. In this case, the banquet provides a carnival environment, so this kind of banquet basically has to be carnival. Early in the morning or even dawn.

"Why don't you go with me? Or do you want a woman to solve your ugly desire?" The sorcerer stood in front of Ryan, her face full of contempt.

Ryan's face turned red. He did hook up a widow just now and set a secret signal. He didn't expect his actions to be seen by the female warlock: "Uh, if you must."

"Let's go then!" The sorcerer unceremoniously stretched out her hand directly to the man's collar, and the man had to sue the lord, "I'm sorry, I'll be out of company first."

"Hahahahaha! Go, don't accompany us old people!" Willard laughed, the beer foam on his beard splashed everywhere, and then he said to the courtiers beside him indifferently: "I heard that Jialan's Women like to find a demon hunter after the banquet is over... Why did this woman change her appetite today?"

"Hahahahaha! She might have a good mouthful! After all, Mr. Lane must be better than those demon hunters who are soaked in blood all day, what a handsome young man!" some officers roared.

"Maybe the relationship between these two people is good."

Amidst everyone’s speculation, Ryan and Teresa left the long house together. By this time it was already very late. The night sky was filled with stars, and the cold air breathed into the lungs. Ryan couldn’t help but hit a sharp spirit. , The wine was half awake, he lowered his head, panting: "Why do you suddenly pull me out?"

"I hate their gaze. Men’s gazes are always on my body. There are... many places on my body." The female warlock stomped her feet, and her thin high-heeled heels stepped on the muddy ground, leaving a mark: "It makes people feel Disgusting, especially the exiled knight named Ike, whose eyes are on my legs!"

"My eyes are always on your legs. Beautiful things are always something people want to appreciate, don't they?" Ryan vomited. The outside environment was pitch black. He could only use his psychic energy to feel the position of the Sorceress. .

"...I know you like stockings, do you remember the time when we met for the second time?"

"Remember...remember." The man had some bad premonitions in his heart.

"At that time, my mother and I were sitting next to each other, and then halfway through the banquet, my mother went outside to discuss matters with His Majesty Harald..."

"I was wrong, I was wrong! Dear Teresa, please don't mention this, okay?!" Ryan was suddenly ashamed, and regardless of whether the female warlock could see it, he quickly put his hands together and begged for mercy.

"Humph! Then you know what you should do." The female warlock's face was also a little red, but in the dark environment, no one could see who was clearly, the two of them just walked in fuzzy directions.

"Then what should I do?" Ryan's expression was very embarrassed. He was still a hairy boy at the time. Although his actual mental age was almost fifty years old, his mental age was not simply a summation. Gui Mi Xinqiao had done something slanderous, and now he was grasped by the sorcerer.

"By the way, I saw the deputy head of the blood axe, Wilt, anxiously finding what you said, and then his expression became a lot easier." Ryan immediately changed the subject, but he did want to know what happened: "He What did I say to you?"

"Wilter asked me if I still have to go through the hard fight like before. If so, he has to consider dissolving the employment relationship between us." The female warlock didn't seem to take it seriously.

"Then how did you answer him?" Ryan thought that it was so. This task is really too dangerous. No mercenary group leader will take on such a task that may destroy the group.

"I told him that it won't be anymore. Belt has already gone to sea. I shouldn't encounter that kind of battle again, right?"

"It would be great if it is what you think..." Ryan frowned. The Sorceress was right, but he faintly felt that things would not be that simple.

"Ryan."

"Um?"

"Be my partner, okay?"

"Emmm... you really want a partner instead of a fight... (whispering)?"

"Ryan!!!"

Kalzenhaven’s night was not quiet.

The ocean is turbulent.

There is only a short strait between the Nord Kingdom and the Northern Wasteland. The ocean in this is called the Chaos Sea. In the war between humans and the northern barbarians for hundreds of years or more, there are countless buried under the Chaos Sea. Bones.

The sea from the west of the Nord Kingdom is called the Dark Sea. This sea area is famous for being plundered by dark elf fleets. Whenever dark elf pirate ships with black sails and black flags appear on the sea level, It is the nightmare of all merchant ships.

In the dark, a clipper was galloping along the route.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Don't worry about pirates and sea monsters! Hurry up!" A middle-aged man stood on the bow of the boat. He was wearing a top hat, his collar was pulled high, and his voice was very low and hoarse.

"We have moved forward at full speed with full sails, sir!" A sailor replied dissatisfiedly. The employer seemed not to sleep. He stood at the bow all the time, urging them to speed up.

The sailors feel that they have had enough! Many of them work more than 16 hours a day.

"Okay, shut up, this time the mission is finished, and your benefits are indispensable!" The chief mate on the ship viciously pushed the sailor away who wanted to go up for the theory: "After this voyage is finished, everyone will have turkey to eat! "

The sailors broke up in a rush.

The middle-aged man watched the sailors return to their posts, and the scimitar was slowly sheathed around his waist.

He can’t wait to offer blood and glory to his new master,

It's just that the first officer seemed to have noticed something and tried to prevent other sailors from approaching him, which made him give up the idea of ​​killing two sailors.

Ah~ what a powerful force.

After unreservedly telling his terrifying master about the weakness of the northern fortresses, he was rewarded with a generous reward, and the shackles of the realm that had not been broken for many years were easily shattered under the power of the master.

Although his body changed more and more severely, his skin became more and more red, sharp horns grew on his head, countless gray blood vessels covered his skin, and crazily proliferating nails appeared in all parts of his body.

But he enjoyed it very much.

Everything he saw had a faint blood color. It was the color of blood. The Blood God never asked the origin of blood. It only asked his followers to enjoy blood and killing, to fight for the strongest position.

Belt swears that he is ready.

"Then, for those who are still chasing after me, a little bit of color to taste!"

The scarlet eyes of the fallen hunter glowed red.

He has contacted a terrible existence.