Warhammer Throne

"Brother, are you awake?" Ryan looked a little embarrassed. He wondered how much San Giles had seen?

Su Liya quickly separated from Ryan. The female knight was a little upset, and finally had such a good atmosphere. As a result, Ryan's brother really came here inexplicably!

But thinking of what Ryan said about San Giles, coupled with the opponent's almost perfect appearance and holy temperament, Su Liya also thought that it was really difficult for herself to feel sick to Ryan's brother.

"Ah, I don't know how long I have been waking up. I am confused, seemingly like nothing, vaguely." San Gilles' shadow slowly nodded: "In the painful curse, I feel hope and The warm power gradually regained consciousness."

"Are you okay?" Ryan was unhappy, he was especially worried that San Giles hadn't seen his weak appearance just now: "When, eh, did you watch us?"

"Probably when you started to make chocolate." San Giles' phantom fluctuates slightly, and he can see that he is very struggling to show up: "Great confession, Ryan, you have to be because of a wife like Su Liya. And feel happy. If it weren’t for her persistence, you might never confide in your heart.”

Didn't you see all of it? Ryan complained in his heart, the Grey Knight Gene Primarch was a little embarrassed in this situation, Ryan didn't know what he should say.

"Don't hesitate, brother." San Giles seemed to see Ryan's dilemma: "Since you have spoken to your wife, what are you still hesitating? Although I am not familiar with you, after Observing during this period of time, you are always worrying about things. I don't understand what you are hesitating."

"...I'm very hesitant." Ryan said to San Giles: "To this world, to the future."

"I understand, you are always worried about not doing well, and you are always worried about not being able to complete the task." San Giles' phantom was shining, and he said cheerfully: "I have been with Fukun for a long time and contracted the problem. He pursues perfection, and you, pursue not to make mistakes, you always give me a feeling of being bound when you do things, consider this, consider that, if Fugen’s goal is to paint the best paintings, then you give me The feeling is that I hope not to make any mistakes in the whole painting process."

"The situation is complicated, I have to do it." Ryan lowered his head to admit.

"Is the situation as complicated as the situation when I formed the Second Empire with Zhuang Sen and Giliman?" San Giles asked, the face of the holy blood angel full of remembrance: "I know that this is a serious sin. , I want to rush back to my father's side more than ever. I keep shouting and calling my father's name, eager to be with him in this dark and chaotic moment, but even so, I did not veto Kiliman The proposal, because at this time, the establishment of the Second Empire is still necessary, do you know what I mean?"

"You have made a choice, don't regret it?" Ryan took Sulia's hand, and the female knight gently took out the silk scarf to wipe away the tears on Ryan's face, and then wiped her own.

"For a great empire, any policy has only short-term and long-term pros and cons. There is no right or wrong." San Giles looked at Ryan, his eyes were gentle and full of power: "I used to live with silence. Wang discussed this issue. From a certain point of view, I agree with his point of view, that is, there is no reasonable system in the entire universe, and there is only an unreasonable system, there is only a system that can run and survive, and so is the space necromancer. , Father’s Empire is like this, Gilliman’s Five Hundred Worlds is like this, even Johnson’s Caliban is like this.”

"When I found that my son was robbed of reason by blood thirst and black anger, although it was painful, I chose to face it. I will solve the problem. No matter what means I use, I will get him out of the sea of ​​suffering."

"When the evil demon named Kiris told me that if I jump into the devil's furnace, all my heirs can be saved. I know that it is a trap, and I have made the decision without hesitation. It's not Melos who pushed me away at the last moment."

"I know that if I rush to my father to participate in the final battle, I might...or even die, but I still have to go." San Giles kept smiling all the time: "You know why, if it must be me , Then, why not? I will always fight for love, courage and justice. I am not someone’s doll or tool, let alone a weight on the gaming table. I am a glorious emperor’s parent and child, accompanied by light. , No regrets, I will only fight for my ideals."

"Even if that ideal is flawed, even if he just uses us as tools?" Ryan asked rhetorically.

"If the ideal is flawed, then correct it. If you don't love your father, how can you expect your father to love you?" The gentle golden streamer of San Giles's body flows throughout the chocolate workshop. Moisturizing the hearts of Ryan and Su Liya, the Holy Blood Angel Gene Primarch is extremely calm: "Don't always think about what you have got, we can't always be so selfish."

"The prophecy is not necessarily true." Ryan was still trying to refute, but even Su Liya could see his wavering.

"The prophecy is not necessarily true, but there will be countless challenges in the future. I can predict that in a icy world, you and Ruth will be inexhaustibly and mercilessly under a castle with hundreds of black smoke. In the chaos army and the human army, fight a dark shadow." San Giles' phantom became more and more shaken and blurred: "I can't see the result, but I can be sure that the opponent's strength is no more than that of Kabanha. Inferior."

"Ruth?" Ryan sighed: "He may be in the Far East now."

"He will come back. My predictions have always been accurate, at least in the beginning." San Gilles' long blond hair has gradually disappeared, and he closed his eyes: "I look forward to the day when I will meet you again. ."

"Brother, give me a little more time, I will definitely go and bring the Mantra Scroll to you." Ryan nodded.

"Thank you, Ryan." San Giles smiled: "I am the one to thank you. If it weren't for you, my father would not come back. If it wasn't for you, Fogen and Anglang would not come back. At the beginning, I asked Gilliman and Johnson about whether we could get together again one day, I lied."

"Brother?"

"My business, you and Fugen don't have to be too reluctant." San Giles shook his head, his face always smiling: "I can feel the importance of what you are trying to steal, and I can feel that too. There are so many dangers hidden in the Phoenix Pyramid. If you really can't complete the task, then give up."

"We will not give up." Ryan emphasized.

"Two for one, it's not worthwhile." San Giles shook his head: "There is no need to trade the sacrifices of you and Fugan. Fugan will do better than me as the commander and regent, and you are also irreplaceable. I have been here for ten thousand years."

"I promise, you and Brother Killiman and Brother Zhuang Sen will meet again." Ryan remained firm.

"Goodbye, or never again." San Giles did not reluctantly. He always reluctantly forced himself, but never forced others. The short-term appearance made his power exhausted. He disappeared in the light and shadow, only in the air. The phantoms of feathers and the warm points of light were left behind.

"I promise, even if it's two for one, father, he would definitely be willing to trade Anglang and Luo Jia for you." Ryan finally added, and he squeezed a smile to make it less serious.

"But I don't want to." San Gilles' voice came out of the void, and finally turned into nothingness: "This joke is not funny at all, Ryan, although I don't know why I also think that my father would definitely be willing to change it."

San Giles left, his wings and words brought Lion and Sulia's strength and psychological comfort. Sulia took her husband's hand and whispered: "My dear, what shall we do now?"

"Let's go back." Ryan nodded, "Go back to the villa and discuss what to do next."

"Um."

…………I am the two dividing lines who have earned a profit after changing one…………

In the next week, time came to the end of October in 2513 of the imperial calendar.

The high elves began to slowly gather in Lothern, but the number of soldiers coming was still far fewer than expected. The high elves basically did not send an army to participate in this assault plan against the graveyard of undead pirates. , And Nagares, Charis, and Ke Sikui in the Outer Ring Kingdom did not send troops.

In the courtyard of the Phoenix Palace, the Phoenix King Finnuba finally finished the matter about the Isha sacrifice. He almost immediately summoned his personal white lion guard captain Koshir: "How is the situation?"

"Lothern's local elves and nobles and armies have responded to the enlistment." Kohill hurried closer, and he drew out a list: "Terren Locke and Iris' armies are also here, but other kingdoms... Few people came."

"Unexpectedly." Finnuba took over the list. The war lord he appointed enlisted an army of about 30,000 elves, and the sea lord Islin sent eighteen battleships and fifteen destroyers. The high-precision fleet, this is already the largest fleet that the high elves have made without affecting the defense of the north as much as possible.

Among them, there are two high-precision dragon boats with dragons and two Lieyang dragons.

"When the time comes, I will personally watch the battle." Finnuba nodded calmly, and the Phoenix Dynasty said to Koshir: "It's just that I am worried that the number of troops is not enough. The creatures of the undead will only fight more and more. I am very Know them."

"The warlord said that he needs at least the support of the army of at least two kingdoms among the Safri Kingdom, the Kaledor Kingdom, and the Avalon Kingdom." Koshir said: "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

Finnuba was silent.

The high elves have their own national conditions here. Osuan's excessive decentralization of power directly led to the control of the standing army by the elven lords of the major kingdoms and subordinates.

Don't think that such excessive decentralization of high elves is a kind of brain damage. In fact, the Azuls' decentralization is the result of careful consideration.

There are three reasons. First, during the elven empire, due to the extremely prosperous culture and the pursuit of democracy and freedom, the elves hated centralized and dictatorial political systems in their bones. If it weren’t for the Great Chaos invasion, the Phoenix King was born as a war leader. And as the spiritual leader, the elven empire has always only had the cultural symbol of the eternal queen.

Second, during the Great Sundering, the shameless betrayal and conspiracy of Malekiss, the father and son of the first Phoenix King Elario, and the emergence and division of the dark elves convinced the high elves that centralization and dictatorship were not necessary, and it was extremely easy. Osuan is controlled by certain careerists and conspirators, especially the Witch King Malekis has his own legal claim to Osuan. In this case, it must be decentralized and fragmented, otherwise it will be easy Be served in a pot.

Take a chestnut, for example, Osuan is a martial arts gym. Malekis, the son of the first-generation master of the martial arts gym, came to play in the gym. Originally, Malekis only needs to say "Call your curator or master to come out." ", and then defeat the BOSS, even if the kick is successful.

High-precision won't let Malekis have this opportunity. What they want is for everyone in the martial arts hall to stand up: "We don't have a master, you must defeat us all one by one."

Malekiss has failed in this way for thousands of years. Every time the Witch King invades, he finds that he has to fight one by one with high-precision forces. He must ensure that he will win every war without making any mistakes, and From time to time, people who have defeated before will say "I have come up with a new move during this period of time, I don't recognize it! I played it again."

Third, it is because a large number of beasts on the Anuri mountain range often attack the high-precision territory, and the Anuri mountain range directly leads to the chaos domain. Normally, there is a large vortex. Chaos demon is impossible to appear in Osu'an. , There is no problem at this point.

However, the Maelstrom is not a stable structure. It occasionally fluctuates and becomes unstable. The wind of magic often changes. In some cases, after a few decades, a large wave of chaotic demons will appear in the mortal world, sometimes hundreds of times. I will never see the Chaos Demon appear in the year.

In this case, Osuan must ensure that there are a large number of enough troops to guard strongholds and cities everywhere, and that all lords have military autonomy. The separation of powers is imperative. This is related to why the empire insists on the electoral system. The same is true of why Letania maintains the principality system.

Finnuba knew that Tyrion would not be difficult to convince Lothern's local elven lord and the army to fight, because the undead fleet affected trade and affected everyone's vital interests.

The real difficulty lies in the kingdoms enjoying the comfort of the inner ring and the kingdoms facing the risk of war in the outer ring. To persuade them to send troops, they must have real threats or sufficient benefits and reasons.

Tyrion's meaning is very simple, he needs the influence of the Phoenix King.

"Call Shire here." Finnuba said to Koshir.

After a while, a high elf nobleman walked in stride. His appearance was quite handsome but with a gloomy breath, a big nose, big eyes, and a middle-centred silver long hair. He was taller than the high elf. The middle is not very high, about 1.8 meters, and he walks peacefully, with a sense of extravagance.

He is the Minister of Foreign Affairs and Interior of the Phoenix King Finnuba, Charles Morris Bennister, and one of Finnuba's most trusted ministers.

"Your Majesty, are you looking for me?" The nobleman bowed politely.

"Yes." Finnuba nodded: "I have a task for you."

"Please say."

"Go help me meet someone and ask him for his opinion."