Warhammer Throne

Old world, empire, Prince Rick, an ordinary village in the west of Rick. Kuangsha Literature Network

The mid-winter season in January is still full of ice. In this season, villagers hide in warm rooms, enjoying the fire and the aftermath of the Winter Veil Festival. Every house is closed tightly, and travelers can only see the high rises. Cooking smoke.

Rick's collar is wealthy, and even in winter, there are many militias that spontaneously organize patrols in the village.

Rick’s and Ivy’s are the richest provinces in the empire. There are the largest number of self-cultivating farmers here. Farmers only need to pay taxes to the emperor or elector. The local lords can only collect trade tax and head tax. Self-cultivating farmers Cultivate your own land, and then sell agricultural products in the village market or town market to make profits and accumulate wealth.

However, because of this, the self-cultivator will not be protected by the noble army. This is not like Bretania. Whenever a serf encounters a threat, he only needs to ask the knight masters for help. The rule of establishing a country has not changed much for thousands of years.

The empire is different, especially in the wealthy Rickling, the nobles pay less attention to the life and death of the home farmers. Some nobles even hope that the home farmers will die so that they can invade the land of the home farmers.

In this case, the self-cultivators must arm themselves to protect themselves, or...hire an army to protect themselves.

In the wind and snow, a witcher riding a thin horse approached.

With some unnatural paleness on his face, he was carrying two swords, a two-handed steel sword, and a thin silver sword on his back, with short-handed guns hanging around his waist. He was wearing a brown scale armor on his head. Wearing a pointed top hat.

The demon hunter was obviously heavy, at least his thin horse was a little unstable. In the wind and snow, the demon hunter rode his thin horse and came to this ordinary village.

He looked a little worried. After arriving at the door of the village, the demon hunter immediately turned off his horse and splashed a piece of snow on the ground.

"It's a demon hunter!"

"The Demon Hunter is here."

"Perhaps the work can be left to him."

The villagers whispered, discussing the arrival of a demon hunter.

The empire is more familiar with demon hunters than Brittany. While the villagers hate demon hunters who often abuse their power to look for signs of degeneration and corruption, they also hope that the demon hunters can help them solve various problems and hidden worries. This makes the senses of the villagers towards the demon hunters very complicated, and they will give a good face when they need them, and when they don't need them, they can't wait for them to get out.

The demon hunter travels all year round. He has never experienced all kinds of blindness and discrimination. This is already commonplace for him. He didn't think much about it, just walked quickly towards the sign in the village.

Several notices were posted on the sign, saying that someone in the town was buying piglets.

Emperor Karl-Franz is recruiting a convoy.

Hemgart urgently needs a group of ditch cleaners, and the price is favorable.

The Demon Hunter looked anxiously for a while, and finally saw a reward order underneath.

"Fifteen kilometers away from the Rickwood Forest, there have been traces of Beastmen. It is very likely that a Beastman tribe is active. The village needs manpower to investigate the activities of the Beastman tribe. If it can bring back the Beastman Beastmaster’s For the first level, an additional 30 gold marks will be added to the bounty."

"Bounty, fifteen gold marks."

The demon hunter let out a sigh of relief, and he tore off the notice among the onlookers of many villagers.

He found the village head. The village head was a middle-aged man with gray hair. He was standing at the door of the largest house in the village. He was wearing thick woolen clothes, a soft hat, and many cloth strips hanging down.

"Excuse me, is this notice issued by you?" The demon hunter came to the village chief and handed a reward notice.

"Yes, this is released by the village, do you want to do it?" The village chief shrugged, his attitude towards the demon hunter is not very good, but he barely maintains a communicative situation: "If you want to do it, I can send someone to you. Point out the direction. If you don’t, please post the notice back to the bulletin board."

"I do." The demon hunter said quickly: "Since I have taken the notice, I am going to accept this commission."

"But you still want to bargain?" The village chief shook his head: "Everyone says that the demon hunters are greedy, they are the devil who cannibalize people without spitting out bones. Come on, devil. What conditions do you want to talk about?"

"Fifteen golden marks are too few. Normally, this task requires at least twenty golden marks." The scar on the face of the demon hunter looked very fierce, but his tone was relatively small. He tried to bargain with the village chief. .

"That's the previous price, now it's the price." The village head's face was relatively plain, and he said to the demon hunter: "Fifteen gold marks, a lot, enough for you to spend three months."

"Can you get more?" The demon hunter tried to bargain: "In winter, weapons become cold and muskets are not easy to use. I need to take a lot of risks to enter the forest. This is also for the safety of the village. I need more Some money to make adequate preparations and maintain equipment."

The village chief looked at the demon hunter. He first set his eyes on the demon hunter, and then at his equipment and the scars on him. Then he nodded: "Well, considering that you are also risking your life. Dangerously enter the forest to deal with the beasts, the village can give you three more gold marks, but you must move before it falls tomorrow."

"Deal...and." The Demon Hunter nodded and agreed, and he seemed to stop talking.

"What else?" The village head had already transferred, so he had to transfer back: "What else do you want?"

"I haven't eaten since noon yesterday..." The Demon Hunter was a little embarrassed, he was very hungry, his money had been spent, and only a few pieces of brown bread were left on him. He wondered if he could take credit first.

"What's your name?" the village chief asked suddenly.

"My name is Eber, from Hemgart," said the Demon Hunter.

"Mr. Eber...how can you complete the task if you don't have enough food? In this way, I will let the hotel in the village get you some food first, and the cost will be deducted from your commission."

"Okay!" Eber was very grateful to the village chief for his understanding, and he nodded gratefully: "Thank you very much."

"Thank you, you don't need to, you don't need to arrest me as a heresy and chaos believer." The village head turned again, wanting to go back to the house.

At this time, there was a rush of horseshoes at the door of the village, and the village chief had to turn back again, and he felt a little dizzy.

Eber, the experienced witcher, immediately realized that there must be a nobleman.

At the gate of the village, a group of noble knights riding tall horses are entering the village. The leading nobleman is riding a pure-blood elf war horse, wearing a Breton noble silk dress and a white fox fur coat, holding a handful of thunder The moving warhammer, the emblem of the Holy Grail Knight hung on the front.

Next to him are two richly decorated Rick Guard knights wearing silver full plate armor.

Iron cross, skull, and laurel crown, the knight's emblem composed of these three patterns is enough for guards anywhere in the empire to immediately let them go.

Sure enough, the village chief who was still ignoring just now immediately changed his face. His mouth was wide and his face was full of flattery and admiration. He trot all the way with a wooden cane, kneeling in the snow. "Very, very, very welcome! The emperor’s guards! Welcome to the Grim Village."

"Hello, village chief, we were ordered by the emperor to **** the distinguished guests to Hemgart. We will stay here today to clean up your two best houses." A Rickweil said arrogantly. Two golden marks with Karl-Franz's portrait were taken out of his arms and threw them directly in front of the village head, beckoning the village head to get up: "Hurry up."

"Yes!" The village chief responded loudly. With excitement and unstoppable excitement, he took the gold coins and ran all the way through the snow, shouting hoarsely: "Rick Wei is here! Rui! Kewei has come to our smirk village with the emperor's mission!"

"Wow~" The whole small village was just like the Midsummer Festival. All the villagers came out. More than 300 villagers scrambled to watch the two Rikeweis. They gathered around a group of people to cheer and say hello. Many villagers even Kneeling, but also tried to offer some exquisite handicrafts.

The two Rickweis just smiled and waved to say hello. They conveyed the emperor's will, condoned the villagers' production, and at the same time asked the villagers and nobles if they were collecting taxes indiscriminately.

Rikwei’s status in the empire is similar to that of the Holy Grail knights. They are not only one of the core forces of the empire, but also have the power to monitor various places and directly deliver news to the emperor’s ears. Since their establishment, they have followed the emperor and evil. Fighting endlessly, which allowed them to win the respect and wear of civilians.

"At least on the surface, the people here are doing pretty well." The Rickweil said to Ryan, who was walking next to him.

After the Winter Veil Festival, the thirty-one-year-old Ryan became more calm after his marriage. His performance was a bit less impulsive and sharp from young people, and more of a sense of precipitation that truly belonged to the great aristocracy.

"I'm surprised that you would actually give the villagers money." Ryan cocked his mouth when he heard the words: "When I was in Nord, the kingdom knights were lucky to live in the peasant's house."

"The savior Ludwig taught us that everyone is entitled to be paid for his own labor, at least in the southern part of the empire, Rick and Ivy." Rick Wei who spoke was actually still a recruit, he He was called Rudolf Lichtenstein, the eldest son of the Duke of Lichtenstein, and was sent to serve in Rickweil.

"Yes, in other words, this is the case only in the south of the empire." Another Rickweis said: "Actually, the north of the empire is still a popular proverb, "Where are you from, you have to get used to being who you are", if To be a farmer by birth is a farmer for a lifetime, and if you are born a noble, you will be a noble for a lifetime."

The Rickguard recruit was called Wagner-Schmidt. The two recruits were sent by Emperor Karl to **** Ryan until Hemgart reached the border of the Axe Pass. Although they were two knight recruits, Rudolf took ten. A knight rebel, Wagner also took five knight rebels, plus Sulia, Veronica, Teresa and Suria’s servants, it can be described as a large group of cavalry dàng)dàng) NS.

"I always thought that only Bretania could distinguish serfs and knights so strictly." Teresa was riding on a half-blood elf war horse, and the glamorous female warlock asked curiously.

"Different places are different, Ms. Trovik." Rudolph was not that way when facing Teresa. The duke’s son was noble: "Many nobles don’t like this rule because it hinders them. They have always obstructed the way of making money, and they have always resisted the teachings of His Majesty Ludwig, but we must thank the savior. Without him, you would not be able to walk in the street so openly."

The nobles of the Empire still have prejudice against wizards. The nobles need the power of wizards and fear the power of wizards. No matter it is Teresa or Veronica, they are not certified wizards of the Imperial Royal Wizarding Academy.

So why do wizards aspire to be the chief royal wizard, because that is a symbol of status and share, that represents the trust of the emperor and the respect that wizards desire.

The graceful and luxurious Su Liya spoke, and the countess burst into a moving smile: "He is a great emperor, without him, the old world would have been destroyed in the invasion of chaos."

"I'm glad we have reached an agreement, Mrs. Suria." Rudolph smiled understandingly, and the light in his eyes noticed the demon hunter Eber standing in front of the village house: "God, the chaotic minions have already Has it spread here? I actually saw a demon hunter!"

"Oh! It's Eber! Long time no see!" Ryan's eyes were sharpest. He smiled when he saw the shadow of the Demon Hunter. The count turned his horse to the front of Eber and patted Eber on the shoulder: "Mr. Eber, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Lord Earl, fortunately meeting." The demon hunter greeted him bachelor, he forced a polite smile and shook hands with Ryan.

"What is the demon hunter doing in this village?" Rick Wei Rudolph said in a loud voice, "Did you discover the heresy or accept the commission?"

"I accepted the commission." Eber knows that the other party is honorable. He is not the kind of demon hunter that is governed by the church. The archbishop of the Justice Church, Vicma, is in charge of many demon hunters. These demon hunters have the right. Overseeing the nobles of the Empire, but Eber did not, he joined a loose guild of the Demon Hunter Guild.

"Very good, I wish you a happy mission." Wagner didn't want to say much to the Demon Hunter.

The nobles don't like the demon hunters either.

"What commission?" Ryan was interested instead.

"About..." Eber was about to talk about the commission, but Ryan noticed the paleness of his face and the groaning sound of his stomach. The legendary powerhouse was obviously still hungry. The son is really not feeling well, Ryan laughed when he heard the words: "This is not a place to chat, let's talk about it under the warm fire and delicious food!"

"I agree!" Rudolph raised his hand, and the recruit Rickwei said loudly: "Let's go, let's go to the hotel and see what to eat!"

Twenty minutes later, at the Butterbeer Hotel in Grim Village, beside the warm fire, there were five people sitting on simple tables and chairs, Ryan, Suria, Rudolph, Eber, and Wagner. The rich man of the great noble knight was obviously not The Demon Hunter can compare it. Ryan took out a dozen silver coins and asked the innkeeper to cook a table of good dishes, savory soup, a basket of barley bread, delicious stews and refreshing butter beer.

"So... there are traces of Beastman tribe activity found in the Rickwood Forest 15 kilometers away." Ryan touched his chin, and he asked Eber, "You have accepted the villager's entrustment. Are you planning to investigate the Beastman tribe? But you have only one person. This is really a dangerous task. What about your companions? The one called Jule?"

"Zule has returned to the corner of Thar fortress for the winter...The fortress is in a hidden corner of the gray mountain next to Hemgart." Eber added: "Repairing and maintaining my equipment has already spent my savings. It must be clean, so just after the Winter Veil Feast, I will come out to find a commission, otherwise I will starve to death."

"Is it the Beastman tribe?" Ryan thought for a while, and then he said: "Since we are here, let Karl Franz and his Rick take a favor!"

"Alber, leave this to you. You go into the deep forest to investigate the Beastman tribe, and then find a way to draw them out."

"This time, let's clean up all these disgusting chaos!"