Warhammer Throne

When Ryan returned to the street of Haimenguan, three hours had passed. The meal had been eaten for a long time, but no matter how long it was eaten, it would not affect the hot and prosperous Haimenguan as always. Humans and Dwarves, especially the Expeditionary Army, it seems that Francois has already arranged for the station. At this time, many people of the Expeditionary Army have been unable to hold back and started to consume.

After a few months, the expeditionary army returned to the civilized world again. People sang and danced and celebrated this huge victory. Even the dwarves and human merchants in Haimenguan were inspired by this, because the war of the expeditionary army was the same. It is helpful to Haimenguan, not to mention the next ten years. The victory of Bafeng Mountain guarantees that Haimenguan will not face the big waaagh in the next 30 or 40 years.

I do n’t know whether it ’s because of the arrival of the Supreme King or because Haimenguan is happy because of this victory. Today, King Bernov lifted the curfew, the grocery store, food store, and blacksmith shop are all open, and the soldiers of the expeditionary army We were hanging around together, and at this moment, the soldiers of the expeditionary army were rich.

That ’s right, although the pay and bounty after the expedition have not yet been paid out, it is part of the Treasure of the Eight Peaks. In fact, in the collection of Skasnick ’s treasure and the headhunter Quick ’s collection, the army also found countless A small amount of wealth, even a lot of Sinian, Nibon and high-precision things, a little inventory is worth hundreds of thousands of kronor, Ryan generously gave all these wealth without leaving a bit.

The king's generosity won everyone's love, and no one did not like a generous leader.

"Have seen the king!"

"Long live His Majesty!"

"Have seen the Knight King!"

Ryan's appearance aroused the cheers of many soldiers and knights, and everyone respectfully gave way to him and bent over to him.

The street in Haimenguan is not wide, and has a dwarf-like sense of neatness. Ryan frowned, and the king was a little tired in spirit. He had to wave his hand to say that he heard it, and then quickly walked into a corner.

Now it ’s not the same as the previous adventure. Now Ryan is the king. Many times he ca n’t even find a clean. His every move will become the focus, although he is not considered as an “easy” by the imperial court like Emperor Karl Franz. "Small products", but wanting to go alone on the street is already a wish. Too much internal affairs and military affairs are entangled with the king. He rarely has time to get along alone.

Ryan thought it was no wonder that after many kings in the history of Brittania, not only did their personal bravery level rise, but fell slightly, this is obviously the reason, whether it is knight virtue or military training, the essence of the knight aristocracy The military aristocracy was not the administrative aristocracy, which led to the fact that the knight king was not good at government affairs, but they had to shoulder the burden because of their responsibilities.

In this dark age, everyone is carrying weight.

"Baklava! Baklava! The fragrant Baklava, freshly baked and very delicious!" Ryan noticed that several Arabies were selling a dessert with the dwarves, and there were not many people in the corner. Ryan walked over upon seeing this.

Baclava is a very special snack, which comes from Arabic, flavored with syrup or honey, the middle is chopped nuts, the top and bottom are multi-layered crispy pastry with oil and fat, there are square, diamond and triangle , It tastes crispy, crispy, sweet and fragrant.

"Sweet first love!" This is the promotion of this kind of dessert. Ryan took out two silver coins and bought a bitter Arabica tea by the way, sitting alone in the corner of the city, watching the bustling crowd, Sitting in the corner like this, eating alone in silence.

Recalling the previous events, Ryan was a little annoyed. The Supreme King ’s wisdom and diplomatic skills were obviously one level higher than him. At the beginning, his rhythm was completely taken by the Supreme King, and Solgreen also had this capital. The Supreme King is a thousand years old, and if he puts his qualifications, he can put them into the era of the Three Emperors! God knows how much this Supreme King has experienced? He has seen a lot of things with his own eyes, heard them with his own ears, and felt them with his own hands. Would Ryan dare to fight him with hearsay and historical documents?

That is to death! This is not a dispute of will, this is a conversation between the kings, any little flaw will be caught by the other party, and the other party is still the most careless dwarf! One accidental accident is that you made history again. This is the hatred book!

Ryan was n’t kidding, not to mention, Imperial Braunschweig University and Noor University often caused academic disputes because of their belief in their own history, and the final ending can only be to find the dwarves to check the truth.

Damn it, when will I have the diplomatic skills of Brother Kiliman or Brother Fogen? Ryan was annoyed at the sweet to greasy dessert and complained to himself.

"Hey! Afu! Afu, come with me!" At this time, a sound that made Ryan feel familiar was heard not far away, a sturdy figure with two axes hanging around his waist, wearing Leather armor and jacket, bearskin boots on their legs, and the barbarian women with their hair spread out are shopping together with a Templar, she shouted excitedly: "I want to eat this, a copy ... No, two servings, but more! "

The boss of the stall gave her two hot dogs stuffed with ham, bacon, fresh vegetables and salad dressing. The female barbarian picked up and walked away. The boss almost jumped: "Hey! Miss, you still No money! "

"Afu!" The barbarians shouted impatiently, and the Templars quickly came up and paid: "I'll pay for it, how much?"

After paying the money, Alfred didn't have time to buy himself a stutter, Ingrid put one of the hot dogs into Afu's mouth: "This is yours, go, Afu, let's get there Look again. "

"Hmm ~ Hmm!" Alfred was too late to speak and was taken away by Ingrid.

You also call him Afu?

Ryan looked at this scene and wondered why he was a little unhappy.

But the Cavaliers smiled helplessly.

Yeah, I'm also a family, and Afu should be a family too. Although this female barbarian said that she was stronger and barbaric, but just right, she didn't have any political color behind it, nor belonged to any faction, which helped to maintain Afu's ...

Damn, I have become like this for a long time as a king!

It's already a dirty adult. I can't go back to my original pure appearance.

Ryan laughed a few times and scratched his head. He swallowed the rest of Baklava in one breath, and his sweet taste stimulated his taste nerves.

It's over, and go home by boat!

............ I am the dividing line you also deserve to call him Afu .........

At the same time, travel through the eternal giant subspace storm, the main material universe, the core of the human empire, the sacred Terra, the royal palace, and the Supreme Lord's Council.

This is the 42nd millennium. Even if the emperor has declared his return, the human empire still has to face endless enemies. The Supreme Regency, Lord Kiriman, has gone through an unyielding expedition to deal with the chaos of chaos. At such a critical juncture, some kind of sacred ritual still takes up a lot of time in the Supreme Lord Council.

Above the sacred Tera shining with brilliant golden light, a boat descended from the track, and the messenger was a little uneasy. He had to come to the High Lord ’s Council for a ritual routine meeting, like many ceremonies, Why this meeting is to be held, what is the reason, and what is the meaning? It has long disappeared in the tens of thousands of years of history and fog in the human empire, but the ritual is a ritual, since this ritual exists from the moment the emperor appeared There is no doubt.

Ritual is ritual.

But today, this ceremony is very different from the past, which made the messenger feel extremely nervous, because the Supreme Lord Council met to discuss the decision, since the emperor has returned, they have no right to solve this matter, the messenger must Meet the emperor himself in person.

Fortunately, everything was already arranged. When the messenger took a big step and entered the throne room under the leadership of the emperor's forbidden army, he met the emperor himself as he wished-the miracle and the bright face and the coldness of examining all. In the eyes, the messenger was almost humble and admired to no avail. The messenger took a few deep breaths, and then began to recite the words engraved into the dna.

"The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland once again begs the emperor for permission to postpone Brexit. We need more time to discuss and vote."

The messenger's voice echoed in the empty throne room. It was quickly covered by the instrument turning sound and noise and ozone transpiration generated during the operation of the golden throne. The messenger bent down and bowed, waiting for the emperor's reply.

The emperor did not answer, so two minutes passed, and the messenger could already feel the angry gaze of the emperor's imprisoned army standing next to him. Every second of the human lord was so precious, and he actually let the emperor waste two minutes. ?

The messenger doubted whether the emperor had heard his words. He wondered whether he should repeat it, so he raised his head.

There was no expression on the emperor's face, but judging from his look, he was obviously recalling what he was looking for. The messenger was preparing to repeat the statement with an open mouth, but the emperor raised his hand to signal that he did not want to.

The Lord of Mankind has finally opened his mouth: "I have heard and agreed to this request, and I will extend the Brexit period again for 999 years. Your request has been received and time has been given. In the name of humanity, so be it. "

If the messenger was forgiven, he quickly bent over and quickly said goodbye, so the Lord of Humanity once again returned to the reality of the war against the chaotic power of destruction.

But he is not alone in the throne room. The authority and power of the human lord is so convincing. Those working mechanical priests and emperor forbidden troops, and the bureaucrats of the imperial administration will not ask any questions to the human lord. There is an exception for the curious guy.

"So, father, what is that? United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland? What is that, Brexit, what is that?" Magnus, the son of the red who sat on the Golden Throne, spoke curiously. My father asked: "What the **** is that? What can make my father who has infinite wisdom and infinite power and infinite jade hope (crossed out) spend two minutes thinking?"

The emperor raised his head and glanced at Magnus. The Red Son was holding several "Legion Banners-One Weekly" and a reading of an ancient book excavated from the ground of the palace. This ancient book was once considered to contain taboos. Knowledge, but after the emperor confirmed, this is just an ordinary history.

Even after sitting on the golden throne, Magnus still maintained his diligent and studious appearance. When he saw the emperor did not answer, he asked again: "This must be meaningful, right? Father?"

"... that was an ancient ritual in the 2k era of Holy Tera." The emperor seemed to be a little bored, so after all he said: "It is very old and commemorative, but it is useless otherwise."

"This ritual is ancient and commemorative enough to make your father, you, a precious human lord, waste two minutes for this every second ?!" Magnus was more interested after listening to it, and he kept Follow-up: "Say what you say, I want to know, tell me!"

"Father, say, I want to know!"

"What does that ceremony really mean?"

Magnus chattered on the Golden Throne.

"You will always be so curious, Magnus." The emperor was so troubled that he turned his head and looked at the magic little Mag sitting on the Golden Throne with cold eyes: "Curiosity will hurt you, you Did n’t we learn enough lessons from the previous events? "

"That's always better than sitting on the Golden Throne for a long time!" Magnus began to be upset. He kept shouting: "Think about it, me, the original gene, the son of the human lord One, for the human empire, for you, sitting on the Golden Throne for so long, sacrificing yourself, devoting yourself, should n’t you make a small compensation for my sacrifice? "

"..." The emperor knew that Magnus was threatening, and this guy had this use, but in any case, the emperor was fair and selfless. If the Golden Throne had no magical little mag, then he would Must sit on it. For the time being, Magnus is still useful, so his little, irrelevant requirements should be met, otherwise if this guy is in trouble, the entire Star Torch will be affected.

Therefore, the regimental newspaper "A Weekly Article" of the Ministry of Military Affairs is always delivered to the throne room on time, and the emperor also opened some libraries to take out some books to pass the time to Magnus.

"Remember more than a hundred days ago, under the leadership of Tula, the woman whose name was Windsor came in to see?" The emperor said coldly: "From the 2k era to the present 42k, countless rulers, scholars and heroes We, the Supreme Lord and the Tribunal come and go, but this is the woman whose name is Windsor. I am here. "

"????? !!!" Magnus opened his eyes ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ as excited as he discovered the New World: "She is an immortal ?!"

"The problem is over. If there are no other problems, continue your duties." The emperor no longer ignored Magnus.

"Wait! Father, I have another question!" Magnus said happily: "Hey! Father, Kiriman and Luo Jia, what are you going to do?"

"........." The expression on the emperor's face changed slightly.

Just a few weeks ago, a terrible infighting occurred in Kiliman's unyielding expedition.

The empire supreme regent and led by the emperor's daughter fighting nuns supported the new imperial pope Luo Jia broke out a fierce conflict, the two sides were merged, Kiliman punched Luo Jia's nose bone, and Luo Jia broke Kiliman's head with his two-headed eagle scepter.

The reason for all of this is because the Empire Regent remarked in the speech after the war.

"The emperor is not a god."