Warhammer, Rogue Trader Notes

Siegel looked at Igrein who was getting further and further away, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"prophecy……"

It seems that I can only ask myself.

Perhaps the banquet of the king of the port is a good choice.

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In the foothold of the dynasty, Siegel and the members are looking at the information of the current king of the foothold.

It has been a long time since the last time the Rogue Traders bloodbathed the port of arrival due to the chaos of the followers of Chaos.In 808, after Tantos Molos assassinated the King of Port of Arrival who was supported by all parties after the massacre, he became the new King of Port of Arrival until today, and can even compete for the longest serving King of Port of Arrival.

When Tantos came to power, everyone thought that the king of the port of residence would rise at the speed of light and fall at the speed of light, just like his predecessors.

But his performance satisfied all the forces in the port of arrival. The main reason may be that he has no interest in ruling the port of arrival. Instead, he pays more attention to how to collect bribes in this position.At the same time, he uses this wealth to buy his favorite concubines and increasingly gorgeous bionic enhancements from his mentor.

"He seems to be a remarkable person. To be able to live in this position for such a long time, it is not enough just to ignore things." Gloria looked at the information and said, "He probably knows the information about the 'prophecy'."

"Judging from Igrain's equipment, as a rogue trader, she has a high 'taste', so I don't think it's a problem to participate." Jean Bart continued, "A planet full of treasures may be a dynasty colony." first choice."

"It's just... why are the Spirit Race here?" Mel frowned.

"Gloretia, take Laurentina and Skadi to inquire about the 'prophecy'. If you can, touch the spies of the spirit race and see what they plan to do." Looking at the deep sea hunters Nodding, Siegel continued, "I'll go to Tantos's banquet to see."

Volume III Fear Pearl: Chapter [-] Information Merchant

The three deep-sea hunters wandered around the trading deck of the port of arrival, watching the hawkers in the market selling all kinds of prohibited items, while walking through the crowd to the place where the intelligence dealers often lived.

On the trade decks, you can buy just about anything imaginable, from green corpse starch and spirits brewed with water dripping from roofs, to the finest spices and heavy weapons.

The price is usually right, but it is difficult to guarantee after-sales service. Three deep-sea hunters were stopped by a merchant: "Come and see my goods, three ladies! My products can make your beautiful and charming appearance even more radiant. This is from the extension The rarest and most luxurious pine fir essential oil in the dead world.”

"Ma'am! Good lady! I've been paying attention to you for a long time!" Just as the three of them were picking out the goods in the market, a strange voice came from behind: "I've been looking for you in the port of arrival for hours, you must be An intelligence officer from the Rogue Trade Dynasty!"

The trio turned to look at the man behind him, ragged, his body distorted from the horrific beatings he suffered in his early years, chattering and greasy.But Gloria still frowned and answered the other party's remarks.

"You say you have the information we want?"

"Yes! Ma'am!" The man clasped his hands together, his twisted body obsequiously courted Gloria, "I have the information you are looking for, I know where it happened, and how you can get it. Yes Yes, ladies, I know. I'm a businessman, I hope you can see what I mean, a seller of information..."

"Oh?" Gloria asked the other party, "How are you going to sell this news?"

The man looked around mischievously, and then said to the three of them, "Look, the situation here is probably not suitable for such an important transaction as information exchange."

"I mean, why don't you come with me, we're going to a remote place, and I'm giving you the information you need, about the 'prophecy'."

The trio of deep-sea hunters looked at each other. They knew very well that the man in front of them was unreliable, but they were quite moved by the news about the prophecy.

"Lead the way." In the end, Gloria still made a decision, and the three of them left with the intelligence merchant.

After passing through the trade deck, the three of them came to the complex residential area. Laurentina and Siegel came here to meet an intelligence businessman.

Obviously, after a few years, the port of arrival has become different.

When the three followed into an alley and watched the intelligence merchant turn a street corner, Gloria raised her hand to stop the other two. She looked up and observed that the place was quiet enough for transactions, but the information The businessman is still in the depths led by the three of them.

Gloria vigilantly did not move forward.

The sound of quarreling and fighting came from the street corner ahead, followed by the painful wailing of the intelligence dealer.

Only then did the hunter trio catch up.

"Your tongue is very dishonest. Our boss is very dissatisfied. Today we brothers will take off your extra thing." The leader took out the pliers and was about to remove the intelligence dealer's tongue.

The tip of the long lance flew out, cutting off the leader's arm holding the pliers, and then the long lance recovered under the action of the iron chain.

"Wait." Gloria leaned on a long lance with one hand, and raised the other hand to indicate that she was not malicious, "I know that you may have some conflicts with this scum, but this scum's tongue is still useful to us .”

"Can you wait for our transaction to be completed before unloading his tongue?"

"Oh yes, I can also help pay for his arm. The prosthetic is up to you." Gloria seemed to have just remembered the leader crying and rolling on the ground, pointing at him with her free finger.

"Kill them!"

The remaining nine gangsters could not substantially hinder the three deep-sea hunters, and the three easily defeated the rogue thugs at the port of arrival.

Gloria walked up to the intelligence dealer whose face was covered in blood, and kicked him with her toes.

"Don't pretend to be dead, you're safe."

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Gloria picked up the long lance and stuck it in front of the intelligence merchant. The mirror-like blade could reflect his stained face.

"Don't don't kill me." The intelligence merchant crawled back a few steps with his head in his arms, and then he was trampled on his back.

Looking back, Laurentina was standing behind him with a huge chain saw axe, and raised her foot to step on the intelligence merchant's back.

"Did you forget something? We saved you, but you haven't even completed the most basic transaction."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes." The intelligence merchant finally realized what he was supposed to do. He said, "Yes, yes, the prophecy, tomorrow! Tomorrow! The prophecy will be interpreted by the big shots in the port of residence."

"what big

figure? "

"I don't know, but I know that if you want to participate, you have to go to the Obsidian Empire! There will be tickets to meet great people!"

The three of them kept the intelligence merchant's words in their hearts, confirmed each other, and then turned and left.

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In the evening at the port of arrival, in the space station, day and night are artificially divided, but it does not affect people's life according to this timetable.

Ten minutes before the banquet started, Siegel and Igrain came to the court of the monarch.After parting, a servo skull agreed upon a time and place for the two to reunite.

Armed men with lasguns lined the corridors greeted them, waving them to the atrium of the Sovereign's Court.

As the two of them walked through the corridors of bas-reliefs and paintings, they stood in the great atrium of the Court of the Sovereign.One side of the atrium has a huge Gothic arched window, which can see the amazing view of the port.

"It seems that we should be the last guests to arrive." Siegel stretched out his arm, and Igrein held it on it with a calm expression.

The halls were filled with the "elites" of the port, the missionaries Vani, Vladham Tokhara and providers of mentors, as well as many criminals, merchants, pirates, brokers and others.

Siegel also saw several acquaintances in the expansion area, such as Mrs. Sun Li and her deputy, and Abel Grint.

Of course, there are pirates who are notorious in the Expansion, such as Yankor Scourgebaron, Hadalak Fell, and Clo'jin Fekward.

"How long has it been since you came back to Cintila?" Siegel casually asked Igrein a question, looking at the banquet guests in gorgeous costumes around him.

"I never went back after I came out." Igrain tidied up his skirt casually.

"It seems that Sintila's brand is deeper than we imagined." Siegel said casually, looking at Igrein, who was still behaving well.

The two were dressed in banquet attire like the other guests.Despite being far from the Empire, most people here try to imitate the high fashion and dress of the Empire, with varying degrees of success.

But in Siegel's view, well-dressed clothes cannot conceal their barbaric and dangerous core.

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PY: "The system makes me a god, but I just want to run away"

Volume III Fear Pearl: Chapter [-] Banquet

Out of etiquette, Siegel and Igrein first came to the host of the meeting, Tantos Molos, the king of the port of arrival, to say hello.

Compared with the previous king of the port of residence who was struggling to cope with the open and dark arrows from all over the place, Tantos Moros was obviously used to and adapted to this position.

Siegel and Igrein looked at the King of Arrival Port, who was carried on a custom-made sedan chair by four servants. His huge body could no longer fit into the white plaster throne that symbolized the status of the King of Arrival Port.

Surrounding him, Yingying Yanyan's concubines surrounded the nominal administrator. It could be seen that the relationship between the king of the port of residence and his mentors was very good.

"Welcome, Rogue Traders." Tantos opened his arms and greeted Siegel and Igrain with a smile. His voice was soft and would not be offensive, "Lord Foster And Ms. Armengard, especially Your Excellency Foster, this is probably the first time you have come to Port of Arrival during my term of office, and it took me a long time to find out that there is such an outstanding person in the expanded area from the information of Rogue Traders."

"Your arrival today makes this banquet particularly memorable in my heart."

"Thank you for your invitation, Your Excellency Tantos." Siegel also changed his attitude. A King of the Port of Arrival who can secure his seat and an unstable one are two completely different concepts.

"Of course, Ms. Armengard, thank you for your generous actions during the difficult times of the port of arrival."

"Whether it's the close relationship between the port and the rogue trader, or the ancient covenant between the port and the rogue, Armengard will not turn a blind eye to the suffering of the port."

"I'm very glad you said that," a servant whispered to Tantos, and then he said to the two with a smile: "You two, the pleasant communication needs to be interrupted for a while, and the banquet is about to begin."

A servo skull is suspended in mid-air.

The King of Landing Port picked up the huge bell at hand and shook it lightly. The bell sound spread from the servo skull to the entire atrium. All the people participating in the banquet focused on the huge body in front.

Tantos stretched out his arms, and his tone was full of enthusiasm. He said to the participants: "Everyone, the preparations for the banquet have been completed, and the time is almost up. Please go to the banquet hall on the side to have dinner."

After finishing speaking, the four servants lifted the sedan chair of the King of Arrival Port, and walked towards the banquet hall on one side with difficulty.

"How are you going to find clues about the 'prophecy'?" Igrain said to Siegel as he walked.

"It's hard to say, maybe a charming rogue trader will tell me directly?" Siegel looked around while answering Igrein's question, "Or, the rogue trader is actually not very clear."

"Is this kind of clumsy provocateur left as your means, Siegel?"

"Of course not, or, Igrein, have you noticed a problem?"

"what?"

"You have always been full of fatal allure, even I can't help but show my abilities and talents in front of you."

"I thought you were always like that."

"You're right. But it illustrates a problem. When a woman or even a group of women who are superior in status and appearance appear at the banquet, men can easily lose their minds. This is why Sibelius There are so many courtesans, Miss Salon and black widows in Sri. In order to win the attention of the opposite sex, many men can't control their mouths. They will do everything they can to attract the attention of those women. For example, Carus just mentioned a Organization, Seven Witches."

"You don't become aristocrats by wearing gorgeous dresses. The people who settle in Hong Kong are still far behind, especially in social salons." Siegel took two glasses of wine from the waiter and handed them to Igri Because, "As the most powerful psychic in the port of arrival, it is normal for the Seven Witches to make a prophecy."

"You're right, the Seven Witches are the ones who hold the prophecy." Igrein affirmed the other party's statement, "But it's not easy to get a ticket to interpret the prophecy."

"Among these people, there will definitely be people who are clear about the prophecy. What we need is to induce the other party to speak out."

Siegel observed the guests at the banquet. In the isolated place of the port of arrival, the guests here are more willing to show their sophistication and cultural heritage to others.

Although their taste is not at all refined and culturally rich in the eyes of some people, it is too difficult to expect these people to understand these things. The only thing they can understand is that they are different and unique.

This is also reflected in the food culture of the port of arrival.

There are some normal foods on the banquet table, and others that don't look normal.

Strange food is presumably just for show, and it's doubtful anyone would actually enjoy eating it.But these foods are not put on the banquet for the purpose of mocking or making fun of. The people in Hong Kong really think that these foods are exquisite and have a lot of cultural heritage.

Undoubtedly, those who dared to eat these things were undoubtedly the prettiest boy at the banquet, while others had to work harder to brag about themselves to show their status in order to save face.

Siegel and Igrein watched the servants put the dishes on the table one by one. At this moment, their expressions were almost equally solemn.

The first course, smoldering winterscale creeper meat with rakolain sauce.After roasting, white frost flowers continued to emerge from the meat of the winterscale creeper, and the yellow brain flowers on it were dotted with frost like rotten bananas.

The second dish is a live Thornmaw.This is the larva of the Thornmaw, because only this size can be eaten. Its sharp claws and sharp teeth will fight with the mouth of the eater. Even if it is swallowed, the nerve reflex of the sharp claws will cut the eater the esophagus.

The third course, sand spider eggs with promethium soup.The promethium soup is still normal, Siegel rarely smokes, so this thing is not dangerous, but the pale white sand spider eggs covered with spikes are floating on the pitch-black promethium soup...

The fourth dish is the Gerathor brain fluke stewed with orc spinal fluid.Gerathore is a dead planet in the expansion area. This planet has been bombarded by a rogue trader, and now only a piece of scorched earth remains, and this brain parasite lives in the dust of Gerathore.

The fifth course, the virtual eel sashimi with Egalia mummy extract.Leaving aside the matter of Egalia's mummy, this eel is obviously a subspace creature.

These dishes are dishes invented by Hong Kong people to show their delicacy and cultural heritage. Although they don't know how to eat this food, they believe that truly exquisite people will appreciate and recognize it.

"Do you really want to eat this?"

"I suddenly felt that I could still consider it."

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I couldn't find pictures of the rest of the materials, but I can roughly imagine it from the name

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PY: "The Bone of the Crime Domain Will Be King"

Volume III Fear Pearl: Chapter [-] Exploring the Shop

In the end, Siegel chose to eat the virtual burning winterscale creeper meat with laknain sauce and sand spider eggs with promethium soup.

The taste of the first course was actually ok, the meat of the creeper was ok if not served with the so called brain sauce.This is a large predator distributed on Lucian's Breath. It hides its huge body under the ice and thick snow. They detect the approach of their prey through the weak electric field generated by most creatures.