Warhammer Wizard

On the sea, a steam passenger ship sailed northward in wind and waves.

The ship is nearly a hundred meters long and is divided into four floors from top to bottom. Each floor is filled with extraordinary people dressed as mercenaries. People drink and play cards bored in the restaurant on the ship.

Even though the cabins of passenger ships have good sound insulation effects, the few mercenaries with auditory elements still vaguely hear the fierce gasps from the most luxurious suite on the top floor from time to time, like pain and joy. , Fascinating infinite reverie but not really listening.

"Tsk tsk..."

An unshaven middle-aged mercenary smiled ambiguously, poured a sip of strong wine, and said enviously: "My Lord Earl is really amazing. There is no day off for ten days on the boat. The captain has not drained him yet! It's me, I guess I won't be able to walk in two days."

"Bah..." A mercenary sneered next to him.

"Just because of your strength, can the team leader look at you? When we went to the brothel together, even the prostitutes despised you and charged you a few silver crowns to start your business."

Several mercenaries around were bursting into laughter.

"Can't even think about it?" The middle-aged mercenary was exposed but was not angry. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, stared at the crowd fiercely, and sneered: "You guys, who dares to say that he hasn't had any crooked thoughts about the leader?"

The mercenaries were all dull and uncomfortable.

"Ah!" A mercenary captain broke the silence and said in a low voice: "The captain's Yanfu can only be tolerated by Lord Earl. In the future, you should refrain from talking nonsense behind your back. Be careful to be heard by Lord Bigebel and be punished."

As he said, his eyes floated towards a dark corner of the wine hall.

The mercenaries looked over and found Lord Bigebel sitting there alone drinking alcohol, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights.

The mercenaries on the ship are used to his appearance.

Since one day last month, the head of the group spent the night in Lord Earl's bedroom. As soon as the news came out, Lord Bigebel was hit, and never recovered.

Some mercenaries secretly laughed at Bill Bell's wishful thinking, and some mercenaries felt sympathy for him.

But no one felt that the leader had made the wrong choice.

They have been living in Glamorgan for more than a year, living in the castle, and living a comfortable life. They are no strangers to the Lord Earl.

Regardless of status, status or strength, Lord Earl has an overwhelming advantage.

Not to mention, Lord Earl is younger, has unlimited potential, and looks very handsome. Bigebel is just a middle-aged man who is beginning to bald. Any woman will make the same choice as the leader. Even if he was just a lover for Lord Earl, it was a hundred times stronger than Goebel's commitment.

But Bigebel couldn't think about it himself, and he was depressed all day long, and no one dared to touch his mold.

The mercenaries dispersed after shaking their heads and sighing.

In the luxurious suite, with a long and deep breath, the voice gradually subsided.

Ryan sat up and leaned up with a refreshing face, gently hugging Amelis in his arms, stroking her palms on her smooth back, with a satisfying smile.

After the first taste that day, Emilys became more and more enthusiastic.

Dare to try anything, dare to play anything.

Even though Ryan has read countless movies in his previous life, he does not know as many tricks as Emilys, and sometimes he is shocked, thinking that people in this world can really play, and it is worthy of the room trick developed by the elf prostitute. Then have fun.

After eating the marrow and knowing the taste, he became a little obsessed with this feeling.

"Wenrou Township is a hero's grave. No wonder there are so many men indulging in it and unable to extricate themselves." Renn sighed secretly, and warned himself: "Ren, Ren, you must be vigilant, don't be eroded by women. Cheer up from tomorrow."

After a while, Emily's strength recovered.

She immediately entangled like an octopus again, and a soft touch came from all over her body, causing Ren's blood to surge. He wanted to refuse but was gagged.

"Um... let's do it again." A thought flashed through Renn's mind and decided to enjoy it first.

Once, twice, three times... Until the seventh time, it was late in the night, Ren finally came back to his senses and refused with difficulty: "Amilys, stop, come here today, understand Temperance, we will continue to live in the future."

Amelis raised her head, laughed idiotically, and said rather reluctantly, "All right."

Ren got up and opened the window to let the fresh sea breeze into the room.

It had just arrived in mid-April, and the summer had not yet entered, and the temperature on the northern coast of the mainland was even lower, and the chill brought by the wind made Renn lightly shaken, and his mind was clear.

Looking far away, under the night of the ship, there is a faint black outline of the coastline.

There is the Balsi Sea Country.

The destination of Rennes' trip was the capital city of Balsi, Haytok.

Last month, Wezeland Floating City and Amelis reached a secret agreement, but they have not really started to act. A war, especially a war that determines the dominance of a huge kingdom, cannot be fought right away if you want to fight it.

The assembly of the army, the storage and transportation of materials, and strategic planning all require time, at least three to four months or more.

Amelis has been fighting for this all her life and has been preparing for decades.

Haitok will be the gathering point for this restoration plan. The extraordinary members of the mercenary group under her name have returned to Haitok one after another, and many materials have been delivered to the warehouse in the city in batches. The most important centaur army will cross the Wansongling Mountains from the prairie in the northern part of the empire, board a steamer from a hidden pier a hundred miles outside the city of Hytork, traverse the Thousand Islands Sea, and land at Congatro.

The wizards of Wezeland will not appear until the day the army sets off by boat.

Rennes's extreme fighters and the Spearwing Knights will also participate in the war at that time and will be the main force to conquer Kangatello.

But before that, there is one very important thing to do.

A soft body came up from behind, then turned to the front, nestled in Ren's arms, looked through the window, and stared at the coastline ahead.

"What are you looking at?" Renn asked.

"Haitock."

Emilys responded softly, and after a few more breaths of silence, she continued: "I have grown up in Haitok since I can remember, although Your Excellency Astan has told me my identity since I was a child and kept reminding me that I am Zhuo Geng. A member of the Fort family, the Princess of Dragon Crystal Island, the legal heir to the throne of Kangatello, but I have never been to Kangatello."

"Congatro is so unfamiliar in my mind. In contrast, Hitok is more like my hometown..."

"I'm a little scared."

Talking suddenly stopped.

"Are you afraid that the people of Congatro will refuse to recognize your identity?"

Ren saw her thoughts and saw her nodding lightly, so he patted her smooth shoulder, and comforted: "Conquest does not require the consent of the people, but governance. You will never do worse than King Seria Right?"

Emily's expression became very complicated, she hesitated first, then shook her head firmly.

King Siria was the culprit who nearly destroyed the Drogengbao family.

This is an uncompromising tyrant and tyrant. Looking at the whole Ellenus, it is difficult to find a ruler who is worse than King Seria.

During the one hundred years when he reigned over Congatro, he committed countless heinous evils.

Bloodthirsty, greedy for pleasure, moody, and extremely suspicious. He would put others at fire if he felt uncomfortable. He liked to watch prisoners burned to death and deprived nobles of titles and territories at every turn. He treated civilians like livestock, in large numbers. Throw them into the fire in large numbers just to satisfy the perverted habit.

People suspected that King Siria was mentally abnormal, or that he had taken refuge in the evil god, secretly calling him the "mad king".

Congatro's other families finally couldn't stand it, and were forced to rebel abruptly, forming a coalition army, and finally overthrowing the Drogengbao Dynasty and killing the Mad King.

In just a few months, the Zhuo Gengbao family was uprooted.

Nearly a hundred royal dragonborn were slaughtered, only Amelis escaped under the protection of the king's guard captain Astan.

Even after decades, the reputation of the Drogonborg family in Kangatello is still infamous, and it can even be said to be disgusting.

Among them, the current king spared no effort to discredit and promote the legitimacy of his rule. The main reason is that the crime committed by King Siria cannot be forgiven.

It is foreseeable that after Amelis restores the Drogenberg dynasty, how much resistance will be encountered in ruling the kingdom.

If placed in a previous life, it is almost impossible for her to recover successfully.

But in the world of Ellen's, public opinion is not so important, and the vast ocean of People's War cannot drown the Extraordinary Legion.

What's more, the nobles of Congatro did not know the magic weapon to mobilize the masses.

In the world where Weili belongs to him, he still speaks with his fist in the end.

Renn's eyes fell on Emily's neck.

This is the only accessory she wears. She never leaves her body. A pale gold necklace with a pendant hanging between deep gullies, shaped like a curved horn with a finger.

This unremarkable horn is actually a legendary item.

It is called "Dragon's Call".

The Drogonborg family was able to rule the Kangatello continent for more than three thousand years, relying on this dragon's call. It is a treasure bestowed by the dragon **** Bahamut. Only the dragonborn of the Drogonbao family can sound it, summoning the legendary dragons nearby to come and sign the dragon oath with him and serve for at least 300 years.

The Dragon’s Oath is somewhat similar to the soul contract ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but it is different. It can inspire the dragon god’s blessing in the dragonborn soul, so that the strength of the dragonborn apostle will skyrocket and directly upgrade.

Dragon Summon can only be used once every thirty years, and the number of times can be accumulated.

It currently has three opportunities to use it.

The prerequisite for signing the oath is to defeat the dragon upright. Amelis is an eleventh-level dragonborn apostle, and the dragons summoned are at least legendary. She is not sure of success and has not dared to sound the horn for many years.

Fortunately, the dragon **** Bahamut also set up a rule to allow the Dragonborn Apostle to appoint a helper, but only a tribe or spouse.

The only qualification for Emilys is Ren.

Rennes naturally would not refuse.

She had already found three suitable dragons as targets for the contract, two of which were around the Balsi Sea State, and one was in the territory of the Orc tribe further north.

Ren came with her alone to subdue the three dragons and become an aid to conquering Congatro.