Warhammer Throne

Ryan and Theresa walked along the street, Ryan's face was very ugly, as if covered with a layer of gray, he pulled out the long sword picked up on the pier and threw it aside, this behavior caused the local residents to rob, Ryan He didn't even bother to ask. He seemed to hesitate. He still took out his one-handed sword in front of Theresa's back and said, "It's stupid, I don't think there will be a battle in the town."

Theresa paid special attention to Ryan's one-handed sword, because in her memory, from the first time she saw Ryan, this sword accompanied him, but he had never seen him draw a sword, It is more like an ornament than a weapon.

The sword's scabbard has gold and silver patterns, and a wax seal is used to dip a passage of scripture. Theresa cannot understand what is written on it, but she knows what the text is.

This extremely complex text is Gothic, a sacred language used by the Carolingian knights led by Charlemagne during the founding of the empire. Unlike the low-Gothic language, which is a common language in the mainland, this high-Gothic language is very complicated. It takes years of hard work to master, only the great aristocrats of the empire know how to use this language and are strictly forbidden from telling the story. Gothic is a symbol of status and glory. Theresa remembers that Ryan ’s godfather is indeed an empire. That ... she forced herself to turn her attention back to the sword.

This sword is longer and larger than the normal standard long sword, about one meter three. The specification should be a two-handed giant sword, but the style is a one-handed sword.

The sword body is hidden in the scabbard and is not visible. Only the link between the sword handle and the sword body is a strange golden square box with various runes engraved, I do n’t know what to do with it, the black sword handle is deep Seriously, the sword head is a weight ball made of silver skulls.

"Your sword is a ceremonial sword tailored specifically for you? I think you have never used it." The sorceress asked casually, she was actually interested.

"Maybe yes, maybe not, who knows? I'm still thinking about that **** mercenary and Nord's **** custom."

Seeing the man did n’t want to say this, the sorceress knew it was n’t the time to provoke a contradiction, so Wen Wen said: “How do you care about a small mercenary? I really do n’t like it, you just kill him, what ’s so difficult? of?"

"After the end of the Second Chaos War, the earliest group of veterans who followed His Majesty Ludwig ’s army agreed that every ten years, everyone would come to the Griffon Square in Braunschweig to meet and chat about the past. Story. ”Ryan did not answer Theresa ’s question, but told a story:“ The first decade, the second decade, the third decade, although everyone is older, but most of them People can always go back to the Griffon Square, and everyone talks together on the square, and they get drunk at night, so they are happy. "

"In this way, in the fourth decade, the fifth decade, and the sixth decade, people began to decrease gradually, and some people gradually left them."

"After the ninth decade, the old people who can come to the square are only a few people at that time. They are all strong people who have broken the legendary threshold, but after ninety years have passed, they have begun to age. , And more veterans have turned into dust in history. "

"Then the tenth decade, the eleventh decade, the twelfth decade ..."

Theresa is silent. If you can't break through the Sanctuary Order, people's life will always come to an end. This is an eternal truth.

"In the fourteenth decade, it was another morning of the promised day, when Baron Manuel Rudy was pushed by his servant's wheelchair to Griffon Plaza, he did not see a comrade in arms . "

"At first he thought he was early, so he signaled the servant to wait patiently without leaving."

"In this way, the rising sun rises, and the sun gradually rises to the sky, until the three poles of the sun, and then the sun shines."

"No one came."

"Tears soaked Baron Manuel ’s military uniform and covered the medals on his chest. He knew that he was the last one of those brethren to live.

"No one will come again."

"In this way, Baron Manuel sat in the square for a long time, and when the afternoon sun hit him, he seemed to have given up."

"But at this moment, the accident happened."

"Countless imperial armies poured out into the Griffon Square from all directions, spears like forests, swords like rain, imperial halberd regiments, imperial elite sword regiments, imperial firearms, imperial knights Pour into the square from all directions. "

"Then the most powerful Braunschweig cast the inner ring guard and the Royal Wizards, and then there is only the legendary battle court guard dedicated to protecting the emperor and the electors. The emperor came, the emperor The waiters are here, and the great nobles of the empire are here. "

"The Emperor of the Empire, His Majesty Franz-Frederich, who had just assumed the throne at that time, walked in front of Baron Manuel and stood upright, saluting at him, and then all the electors, to the Duke, and then to The imperial generals and ministers, all the imperial nobles and soldiers saluted the military salute to the Baron Manuel, and the emperor said the words himself. "

"The empire will never forget your contribution. We will always remember your contribution to the empire. It is your sacrifice that made the empire's glory today. Here, on behalf of all the people of the empire, I extend my lofty respect to you and those veteran veterans. Respect and sincere thanks. "

After saying this, Ryan ’s eyes were a little red. He paused, and then said: “Look at Nord again? They use humiliation as a source of happiness, and sympathy as a sign of their kindness.”

"Well, indeed, this place is very weak and strong. These retired soldiers have a very low status. They can only get a pension at most and go home to retire. Unlike the empire, retired soldiers will enter the army as instructors, and they will also be responsible for law and order. "The military police." Teresa said casually, and you can see that the sorceress was not very interested in this topic. Although the previous story touched her, but her way was to pursue the way of Austrian law. Instead of caring about the life and death of these civilians.

"Ah, forget it, don't say this, after a while, Lord Verald will have a banquet. Will you come together?" Ryan forced the mercenary named Simon to apologize, and of course let the blood axe mercenary The regiment's favorability with him dropped a lot, so he did not plan to stay longer at the pier, and planned to go back to the hotel to rest for a while.

"Before going to the banquet, can you tell me what kind of banquets are in this country's nobles?" The slender Dan Feng's eyes of the magician stared at Ryan, and the corners of her mouth gently raised: "Everything, Mr. Ryan?"

"Everything is a ghost ~" Ryan rolled his eyes.

"So ~ Mr. Sledgehammer?"

"..." Ryan's face muscles twitched constantly, and he was really annoyed with the nickname "Sledgehammer".

It always reminds him of a certain sketch of the heavenly dynasty: "Sledgehammer eighty, small hammer forty."

But this is no way. In this world, the nickname is taken by others, not by yourself. Generally speaking, for low-level nobles like him, the nickname is often derogatory and unpleasant. This is not to say "big The nickname "hammer" is derogatory, but the nickname is often taken this way, because it is necessary to show their humbleness to the gods and the world.

Among the eight virtue of knights, humility is also an important virtue, isn't it?

Want a nice nickname, Ryan's current level is not enough, he has to become stronger and have a higher visibility.

"The banquet of the lord of the country is generally a group of people enjoying barbecues, stews and wine in the house. Everyone stands or sits and eats and talks. Everyone will discuss the latest situation together and have some business." Ryan first nodded, then shook his head mockingly: "But some lords' banquets will also be different, they will ... open more ~ ​​For example ~ um, that's what it means."

"Which means?" The sorceress apparently did not understand.

Ryan snickered. He made a gesture. The man ’s right thumb and index finger pinched together in the midwinter air to form a circle. Then his left index finger crossed the circle, making a quick piling action and blinking. .

"... I really want a frost arrow to directly cut your head off your neck." The sorceress immediately understood the meaning of the man, her cold and pretty face suddenly turned red, and then immediately turned black, How far are those stinky men still dead?

She suddenly didn't want to attend this banquet: "You went well that night, I won't go."

"Then you go and see the little mercenary? The Banda who broke his arm in order to succeed in front of you?" Ryan said with interest, holding her chin. Mercenary, and sent a fiery kiss, our lovely little mercenary will be wetting the bed, I am sure. "

"Ce, the people who admire me can be lined up from the Chaos Sea to the roof of the world. Among them are my suitors, that mercenary, Banda? How does he have anything to do with me." Theresa was disdainful, for For female warlocks, only small mercenaries of ordinary rank are definitely classified as "useless men." For her, even if the small mercenaries are willing to die for her, they ca n’t be a female warlock. Leaving no shadow inside.

The women of the Galan Council are all so realistic and cruel, which makes many people dislike them.

Ryan thought it was so simple, you do n’t care about me TM, do you think I want to find you?

If it was not the cooperation of the church and the life-saving grace of his father, Ryan did not intend to have a relationship with this group of female casters.

Because the Jalan Parliament always likes to intervene in politics, some of them are married to the nobility of the kingdom, and then give orders as their wives, and then continue to go to the "lady" diplomacy as rallies, and then form their own network of contacts in order to obtain More political voice.

"Then don't you plan to go to the banquet?"

"Do you think I should participate?" The sorceress suddenly stopped, her tall figure stood on the spot, and a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes looked at Ryan like this.

"If you are willing to listen to my advice, you should participate. Theresa, see some stinky men and understand some of the outside world. It is better than being alone and rewarding yourself in your hotel room, isn't it?" On her mother ’s request, Ryan could only make his own suggestion: "Of course I just advise you, whether you want to go is your own consideration. The Austrian way does not mean hiding in the tower for endless research."

"Okay, see you at night, Ryan." The sorceress finally nodded, and she moved her proud posture, a pair of long legs wrapped in tights and boots disappeared into the corner of the street in a flicker.

"See you tonight."

Packing up things, Lane went in the other direction of the town, where the imperial merchant Oliver ’s caravan was here. He had packaged an entire hotel and even a farmhouse next to it, and Lane was staying on his side because He did not intend to stay in this town for too long.

There are a lot of caravans, people are coming and going, and there are constantly guys and escorts moving things, which should be some goods. Ryan noticed that the ore and fur belong to the majority, and there are some other commodities.

Has always been a hassle to load and unload goods.

Lean walked into the hotel lobby, he noticed that Oliver was talking to another man in luxurious clothes.

Estel, the half-elf, was standing behind the man, so if Ryan had expected it, he should be the employer of the half-elf, the businessman Martz in his mouth.

Speaking of Mats is not a good name, the name means **** cushion.

"Mr. Ryan! Are you back? I heard that before a group of water ghosts attacked the pier, it was Mr. Ryan who showed great power and killed the leader of the water ghost. This only repelled the water ghosts? Mr. Ryan is really amazing. Ah. "Oliver stood up when he saw Ryan coming in. The Imperial Merchant looked a little bit terrified, but Ryan could tell at a glance that he was pretending.

How could a big town be attacked by a group of water ghosts?

"Your combat skills don't seem to be learned from Nord, I look like ... Griffin footwork?" Ester said suddenly, and there was some curiosity on the half-elf's face.

"Have you been to the empire?" Ryan looked up, not knowing why, he didn't like this half-elf.

Probably because this kind of handsome face, half-elves exuding elegance and intellectual aura is more likely to win the favor of others than him. Men are light, and some hostility is inevitable.

"Oh ~ I worked for the Emperor Corleone of the Tuscan empire for eight years. He was always reluctant to be a knight. Do you say I don't know the empire?" Estelle sneered, looking for the half-elf Sit down in a place: "So, if not unexpectedly, Mr. Ryan, your combat skills must be the elders you follow?"

"Who does my teacher have anything to do with you? Listening to you saying this, I think I understand why Mr. Esterel hasn't even gotten a stable job after working for eight years for Lord Corleone." Ryan looked up and down the handsome half-elf ranger and suddenly ridiculed: "Long ears are not a glory, half-elves."

"You!" The half-elf stood up straight away, but he immediately realized what he was, his face pale: "Forget it, in the name of Aso Yan, I won't argue with you, and please don't get entangled, Nord. Knight. "

Aso Yan is the main **** of the elven **** system, the **** of phoenix.

This surprised Oliver and Martz. The proud half-elves didn't care about this with Ryan? You know, the elves do n’t like people referring to them with long ears.

What surprised them even more was Ryan ’s expression. The expression of this Knight of the Nord Kingdom was very strange, angry, surprised, and even a little ... happy and relieved?

"I'll go back to the room first! Don't disturb me first. I have something to say when I come out!" Ryan said to the two businessmen present immediately after he paused. Both Oliver and Mats nodded subconsciously.

After talking, Ryan rushed to his room without looking back. He closed the door of the room tightly, and then closed all the doors and windows. ~ Www.ltnovel.com ~ The man stood alone in his room and seemed to be welcoming something. .

Gradually, in the cold and quiet room, the light golden energy slowly appeared, a kind of energy full of incomparable majesty and sacred flashed in the room.

Ryan was gradually surrounded by this mysterious energy.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, endless golden glow circulated around Ryan. The flashing golden light was like flowing water, constantly rotating, colliding, and merging together. Ryan only felt that his consciousness was shining among the stars, but it seemed Mount Taishan generally shuddered.

Until a golden figure emerged from the light and shadow, the terrible pressure slightly subsided.

"I talk to you from afar, my son!"

"I really don't want to be your son! I have a father on earth. I have a foster father and a godfather here. You now tell me that I am your son. How many dads do you want me to have ?! "Ryan said mockingly to the golden figure, his face was a little dissatisfied, but more of a relief.

"You are my son, since you accepted my genes, Ryan, you are my son, the youngest of my sons, the youngest one." The golden figure did not fluctuate in half, he just used The gentle tone continued.

"... Okay, I finally have a place that can outweigh someone from Tianchao Lv." Ryan had no choice, he could even feel the strong resonance of his blood, the blood on his body was cheering, he His skeleton made a noise because of his excitement, his muscles sounded a resonant melody, and the feeling of blood connection echoed within Ryan's body.

He is his son.

That's right.

He is his father.