Warhammer Throne

"Does this happen often on the dock?" Faugan saw this expression on Hadrian's face, and knew that this kind of thing happened frequently on the dock. After a little thought, he immediately came to the conclusion: "It seems It’s the same everywhere in this world, like to bully outsiders?"

"Hahaha~" With a commercial standard smile on Hadrian's face, he pointed to Fukun and joked: "My legion commander, do you look like a local? They? Why didn't you come to trouble you?"

Faugan immediately noticed. He shook his head and stopped talking about this question: "I remember that Mrs. Keisler is at the northernmost point of the mainland, and the front line of Chaos's tug of war all the year round. Why are there so many Mrs. Keisler here? Come out to ask for life?"

"Yes, in Kislov, except for a small part of the land reinforced by the ice witch magic that can grow food, most of the places are permafrost. People there spend most of their time fishing and hunting and trading with the South. Alive." Hadrian was wearing a luxurious silk dress. His jewelry value was obviously much more gorgeous than that of Faugan, but the big businessman still faced the problem of matching. He wore a high-class silk dress. There is a strange sense of contradiction and ridiculousness.

Like Oliver, Hadrian has now become one of the most famous super merchants in the Old World. The branch of the Hadrian Chamber of Commerce has spread throughout the Old World. As a royal merchant assigned by Ryan to Fulgan, Hadrian has already Having mastered an astonishing wealth, Hadrian even hired an empire’s retired knight commander and a legendary thief from the frontier prince to protect himself, in order to protect his own safety.

As for the other businessman, Oliver, he is even more powerful. In the course of trading with the wood elves, due to Oliver’s excellent business ability, the wood elves who are satisfied with the trade specially sent two stray visitors to serve as bodyguards for him. This person is dead, because if the successors are not at Oliver's level, what should they do if they can't get the goods they want?

"Actually, not every Mrs. Kiesler has the courage and determination to always give everything to fight against chaos." Hadrian continued: "Especially Kiesler's environment is destined to be in chaos and corruption all year round. Persist, therefore, the czarist family has a secret organization called the House Committee, which is responsible for dealing with the corrupted elements corrupted by chaos, and of course those who oppose the rule of the czarist family. These people have the highest right to interpret Kislev’s laws. As long as the people they take away, very few people can come back alive."

"Sure enough, we can't hope that Kadia will never happen." Fogen grinned sarcastically: "Go on, Hadrian, go on."

"Many Mrs. Keisler chose to leave their homes amidst hunger, cold, and depression, and came to other places in the old world to find opportunities. These Mrs. Keisler formed many gangs in many places in the old world, and they hugged together to seek life." Hadrian He raised his head and pointed to the few people who were facing off on the dock: "But obviously, this group of Mrs. Keisler is just a group of nasty people, a group of people who are begging for life on the dock, and they are like workers and mercenaries. , How dare they openly do it on the dock? Look at it, Your Excellency Fukun, no matter how cruel this group of people say, they dare not do it directly."

Sure enough, this barbarian woman has a muscular body, two short knives at her waist, a crossbow on her back, and a two-handed axe in her hand. At first sight, this group of Mrs. Keesler saw her not accepting threats. , The attitude became a bit softer immediately, the head of the gang Gu Huiyanov opened his mouth and wanted to continue to speak harshly. It can be seen that the barbarian woman has an arrogant and unwilling look, and Mrs. Kiesler stepped back. , While touching the short firecrackers on his waist, but at most they grabbed the handles of the firecrackers: "I can warn you, Norsca, in Magritte, there is no hello juice... "

"Pedro, you go over and bring the barbarian woman over, saying that she is with us." Fogen suddenly became interested, and he motioned to a company commander of the Ash Legion to bring people over.

"Yes!" Pedro respected a standard military posture. He clapped his hands, and the ten Great Swordsmen of the Ash Legion immediately stopped their affairs and followed him towards the dock: "This lady! Our legion commander would like to please!"

The great swordsmen of the Ash Legion lined up in a row, with a terrifying aura. These soldiers who followed Fugen killed Greenskins, annihilated the barbarians, slaughtered the entire Skogee tribe, and even fought against the Chaos Demon and Skar. The literary rat people, the terrifying aura that they had left after a hundred battles made the barbarian women and several Mrs. Keisler feel a little afraid.

Gu Huiyanov immediately realized that this group of people was not something she could provoke. Mrs. Kiesler looked at a row of big swordsmen with some fear, and she wanted to say something cruel but she couldn't speak for a long time. I can only watch the barbarian woman being taken away. Before leaving, the barbarian woman sneered: "Who can you kill in three days? Mrs. Kesler? Don't you have a bit of accuracy in your heart?"

Now it was Guhuiyanov's turn to flush with anger and speechless.

Seeing this barbarian woman did not hesitate and immediately followed the Great Swordsman, Fugen thought it was not too stupid, the commander of the Ash Legion, the son of the emperor, the Primarch did not say a word to the barbarian woman, he just turned and left. The barbarian woman looked at the group of Mrs. Keisler after hesitating for a few seconds, and chose to immediately follow.

In this way, large groups of troops drove directly into the Magritte.

"President Amancio has already set up a banquet at the Oriental Palace, but it is still early. Please stay with the company commanders at the Magritte State Hotel." Hadrian walked in front, and the merchant was blessed. Gen and his officers lead the way: "Please take a break, everyone, if you don't want to rest, you can also stroll around, just don't delay the time to participate in the banquet."

"Got it." Fogen and others came to the front desk and followed Hadrian to check in.

The one who checked in for more than a dozen officers, Fukugan, Hadrian and others was a very beautiful waitress, her brown eyes exuding strong wildness and hotness, and her long black hair shawl down. A pair of slender black eyebrows seems to be able to talk. When it comes to summer, her dress is also quite open. Under a simple white waitress short-sleeved shirt and black knee-length skirt are a pair of sturdy long legs. She sees Fukun and the others smiled sweetly, especially Fukun, who is so handsome as not to look like a mortal, made her stare at her eyes: "Hello! Your Excellency Fukun, the famous commander of the Ash Legion, hello, President Hadrian, and Everyone of the Ash Legion, I am honored that you have chosen to stay at the Magritte State Hotel."

After finishing speaking, the waitress cast a wink at Fukun and Hadrian. Fukun didn’t have a trace of expression fluctuations at all. Instead, he looked back at the barbarian female warrior, thinking that the female waitress looked like a barbarian female warrior. There are five or six points alike.

Hadrian, the president of the Luigi Chamber of Commerce, also simply nodded. He smiled at Faugan: "When Ryan came to Magritte, it was here that collapsed, so knowing that the commander of the legion, you have to return to the old world. Magritte landed and I immediately booked a room here, I hope you like it."

"Ryan stayed here?" Fogen thoughtfully, with a strange smile on his face: "Walking all the way from the streets of Magritte, I heard many people discussing his recovery. Moussilon."

When the waitress heard Ryan's name, her face changed slightly, and she lowered her head: "Everyone, please follow me."

"Isn't it?" Everyone followed the waitress into the State Guest House, and Hadrian laughed: "It was really a series of wonderful battles, including the blitz of the Spire Palace, the Battle of Landuin Cemetery, the rescue of Kurona, and the Champions Showdown. Killing Matthew Bard, and finally, Lord Ryan’s childhood playmate, the Templar Alfred used the torch to blow up the walls of Moussilon and conquered Moussilon. This series of great deeds have spread throughout the old world. Many bards and opera artists have seized the time to write a lot of stories, and the deeds of the heroes are spreading everywhere!"

"Hahaha~ the little guy has grown up." Thinking of his series of bitter battles in Ruscia, Fogen said with some relief: "Alfred? I met him. He was Ryan’s childhood playmate. A Templar."

"Yes, Lord Ryan has sealed the entire Freyja church area and the surrounding two hundred hectares of land to him, and rewarded him with two thousand gold crowns." Hadrian smiled in agreement: "The future is another parish. The person in charge of the church, it is said that the Church of Justice is preparing to promote him to knights Templar."

Dahao merchants knew too much about Fugen's strength. In the old world, mortals didn't know how much it would cost to solve a chaos champion of a barbarian race.

And in Fukun's hands, the chaos champion will be slaughtered if you kill it. What's so surprising? Even the extremely terrifying subspace creature like the Great Chaos Demon, Fukun can talk and laugh happily with the other party, and usually can solve it in thirty to fifty rounds.

Talking and laughing all the way, what no one noticed is that the face of the waitress was ugly.

"What about you? You are from Nord?" When the door of the state guest suite was opened, Fogen finally had time to talk to the barbarian female warrior: "Why did you come to Magritte? Norska, your name is what name?"

"My name is Ingrid." The female barbarian took a look at her dress in a cautious manner. She is tall and strong, and her clothes are mostly animal skins and ordinary linen, and her boots are covered with dirt. She was very uncomfortable in this luxurious environment. The female barbarians now regretted following this group of people: "I'm from Nord."

"From Nord, why go to Magritte? You can go to Marienburg, Middenheim, or you can go to Bretania if you don't want to." Hadrian also asked strangely .

"There is no letter of recommendation. Marimburg does not welcome Norskas. Brittany is fighting before. Polderro is temporarily on alert. I am not welcome as a Norsca. So I want to look south. See if Magritte has a chance..." The female barbarian was a little restrained when she first spoke, but as soon as the conversation broke, her nature revealed: "Anyway, I don't believe it. I can use an axe. With a short knife, one person can kill a bearded soldier and is afraid that he can’t find a job and a commission? Or is it because I’m a woman? Why can a man be a mercenary and earn money and win the title of nobility, but a woman can’t? Tell you, it's time to reverse your prejudice! I have killed eight barbarian predators alone!"

"Then you should go to Tyrell too!" Hadrian was still strange.

"I'm done with my money! I can't get to Tyrell!" The female barbarian named Ingrid is also quite bachelor: "We can only disembark in Estalia first and find a way to Tyrell!"

"...Ms. Ingrid, do you really know how to get to Tyrell?" Hadrian murmured.

"Can you just go east? I know Tyrell is east." Ingrid was quite confident.

"Go east through the withered swamp..." Hadrian hid his face with his hand, and the big trench merchant wanted to make no sense with the Norsca, so he gave up.

"We are also going to Tyrell, you can follow us during this time." Fogen became interested.

"Why should I follow you?" The female barbarian said unhappily: "It becomes as if you pity me, I don't want this."

Faugan glanced at Hadrian, and Hadrian immediately understood, and the merchant immediately said, "We are for your sake, Ms. Ingrid, you offended the group of Mrs. Keisler at the dock. You are only one person. , You don’t have any money anymore. They are so many ways to harass you, and you don’t want to be awakened five or six times while you sleep and be splashed by the boiling water upstairs on the street, right?"

"So it seems like this." Ingrid nodded: "Well, I will follow you during this time, but I am not a captive, nor your servant. I will be one of you. If you want to fight, you are right to find me!"

Faugan had an extremely confident smile on his face. He just shrugged. Pedro, the company commander of his subordinate, immediately understood. Pedro said to the waitress standing at the door: "Take this lady down. , Open a new room, as for the cost, we will pay."

"Is there anything else I need?" The waitress was disappointed to see that this group of people had no other demands, and she added.

The waitress saw with her own eyes how rich these people are! The dozen or so officers who followed Fukun each had an enchanted full-body plate armor. They were also hung with expensive jewelry and various gold and silver decorations. As for Fukun and Hadrian, not to mention, obviously, they are in The old world is the top of the pyramid. The wealth of the Ashes and the recruitment of new recruits are not news in the southern country, and Hadrian's Luigi Chamber of Commerce is one of the dozens of largest and richest chambers in the old world.

The reality disappointed her, and no one in the room said anything to keep her.

The waitress felt even more uncomfortable thinking about what happened recently, she could only bow to show respect, and then led Ingrid out of the room.

In the evening, Fogen, Hadrian, and Pedro entered the Oriental Palace and had dinner with Amancio Perez, the president of the Estalian Merchants Union. The two sides discussed a lot of cooperation intentions. I had dinner with Ryan and reached a lot of agreements. Amancio and Fagan also had a lot of conversations. This wealthy businessman admired the power and wealth of the Ash Legion and entrusted Fogen to help clear the mountains. Tribe of orcs.

The delicious Estalia paella and sherry wine made a few people very happy. As the banquet went on, Amancio said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Your Excellency Fukun, you want to hire elites. The army will help you continue Ruscia’s expedition, right?"

"That's right." Fugen's grace, calmness and aristocratic temperament left a deep impression on everyone, as if he was born here.

"Then, I happen to have someone here to introduce you." Amancio smiled cheerfully, and he signaled that the waiter could bring that person.

In the depths of the palace, there were firm footsteps, and a strong, tall Mrs. Keisler appeared in front of everyone.

This is a real soldier, with frowning eyebrows, wide-open mouth [abiqugex.info], high cheekbones, deep-set eyes, burning eyes, a thick moustache and a mustache. Wearing a set of worn-out Kislov aristocratic costumes, a pair of leather boots were brushed extremely clean.

"Felix Edmundovich, the former Kislov winged cavalry "Dzerzhin" army general, he and his winged cavalry brigade will definitely be able to help you!"