Warhammer Throne

In the large tent, Ryan leaned in the large bath tub, enjoying Olika’s service. The dark elf took off his coat, leaving only the maid’s skirt and white headscarf, sitting on the small bench behind the bath tub. Rub back Ryan.

On the other side, Veronica is also taking a bath. The Witch of Galan is enjoying the service of two witch apprentices, but she has separated the line of sight from the side of Ryan by the curtain, and the witch apprentice by the way. Sound of water.

Inside the tent, there was no fog, Ryan had no big wounds, only a little bruise that was hit by a spider in the head. After the **** battle today, the Knight King breathed out, leaning on the edge of the big barrel, relaxed. He scooped up some hot water and asked towards Olika, "Olika, will you predict?"

"Prophecy?" Olika gently rubbed Ryan's back. The soft and tender little hands made Ryan hardly feel that this was a pair of small hands used to hold a staff or a dagger, killing people like blood, and blood, Looking at the master, the dark elf stuck his tongue and licked his lips, blowing in Ryan's ear: "How come you are suddenly interested in prophecy? Master?"

"How much do you know about prophecy? Olika." Ryan did not answer Olika's question, he just asked: "Tell me how much you know."

"The prophecy has always been considered something that cowards and fanatics will believe." Olika gently helped Ryan take care of his long black hair. The dark elf thought and said: "Generally, the prophecy is nothing but vague. For the fatalists, on the one hand, they are eager to know the prophecy and try to avoid possible disasters. On the other hand, if the results of the prophecy can be avoided, the prophecy is destined to be inaccurate, so we have always only predicted As a possible development in the future."

"Um... indeed." Ryan nodded. As his psionic progress and refinement, he could occasionally see some seemingly absent scenes, but they were very vague and difficult to recognize: "What else? Tell me all Right."

"Generally speaking, the stronger the prophecy, the more power is required. The clearer the prediction, the more power is required." Olika continued: "As for the other, master, I am not proficient in prophecy." Wizard, you should ask your Lilith, she is..."

"Hush..." Ryan immediately signaled that the dark elf was quiet, the curtains had ears, and then switched to elven language. He told Olika about the Strigney girl, and then said, "Do you think, Would it be a scam? The woman with low mana and only knowing a little divination sorcery might predict our expeditionary army?"

"It's possible." Olika whispered: "If according to your description, the master, that woman belongs to unconscious divination, her emotional fluctuations make her use the energy of subspace, in the unconscious, untargeted Prophecies were made under the circumstances, and this kind of prophecy is the most true, but it is hard to come by. Master, do you know that the Witch King Malkis is right? He has been troubled by a prophecy for thousands of years."

"What prophecy?"

"The Witch King once learned in the mouth of a prophet that he would die under the hands of a male elven wizard..." The dark elf talked about Nagarros.

After receiving such predictions, the Dark Witch King Malkis panicked, because this witch king was actually a fatalist believer. After all, he was a favored and admired by Aso Yan, the lord of the Phoenix. Believer.

Therefore, Malekis stipulates that no male wizard or male warlock is allowed to appear in the dark elves.

However, dark essence is different from high precision and wood essence. The rule of the witch king Malkis and the post-witch Morasi is more dependent on fear and force. The dozen of fear lords under their command are all dissatisfied by mouth, so Many fearful lords secretly housed some dark elves and wizards. The witch king knew a little about this, but considering that the war against high elaboration had not progressed, he decided to keep his eyes closed.

However, the Witch King is still terrified of the particularly powerful male elf wizards, such as Tagris and Malekis have always been very afraid of facing high-precision to high-level teachers.

"As for more things about prophecy, I don't know very well." Olika shook her head: "Master, you should ask Lilith, she is an expert in this area."

"I know." Ryan comfortably put his legs up, closed his eyes, and wanted to relax.

"My dear, what are you talking about with Olika?" At the other end of the curtain, Veronica passed with a curious voice: "Or are you discussing something you can't see?"

"We are talking about the fairness of blond hair, the price of black silk is higher, if it is Kato Hui...cough, if it is Suria, both can be thrown." Lane smiled: "What do you think? Honey?"

"Oh, man, isn't your Mrs. Suria originally dressed as blonde and black silk?" Veronica knew that Ryan was interested in changing the subject, but still said sourly: "Know what you like, you really intend to Listen to the prediction of the Strigney girl?"

"It doesn't hurt to listen, or do you think I will be influenced by that poor magic?" Lane said angrily.

"Speaking of it, my dear, that green-skinned warlord is only the strength of the legendary pinnacle, but you have not won it for several rounds. How do I feel that you seem to be weak? When you dealt with undead and chaos, There is no such effort as this time." Veronica asked the second thing of interest: "Are you in a bad state recently? Or are you terrified?"

"You can understand that I have damage bonus and specialization against Chaos and Undead, but not against Green Leather." Ryan said helplessly: "So I can only rely on hard power."

After a few chats, Ryan finished the bath, changed a new dress under Olika’s service, and returned to his big account. He sat down to dissipate the heat, and took out the map by the way. The detection of the warboss of the Iron Claw tribe is a windfall. The damage caused by the goddess of vengeance is not so easy to heal. Next, as long as Belega investigates and arranges the siege plan, the capture of steel rock should not be a problem.

Now that the expedition hits now, the military expenses have already spent 150,000 kronor. Ryan has a little calculation of the next possible expenses, and he feels ashamed, even with the addition of various seizures and loot, Britannia’s expedition The net military expenditure is still more than one hundred thousand kronor. After all, the seizure of knights and soldiers belongs to them, only 50% is turned over, and after the handover, Ryan will also pay the military pay and pay to the special forces such as the witch group who do not participate in the looting. Expenses, so expenditures are far greater than income.

If you fight for a long time like this, the Expeditionary Force will not be able to support it, but if quick battles and quick determinations are very easy to be ambushed and surrounded, the evil land is full of green skin, Ryan must be careful, otherwise the elite of the entire kingdom will be ruined here.

In the face of such a situation, even Ryan himself felt terrible pressure on him. As a king, he was the decision maker of all military operations and the ultimate person in charge. If the army fails here, all the burden will be pressed on him. Come.

And as Ryan said to Veronica, his ability is better at dealing with chaos and second undead, playing green pieleen is not very dominant, and for the characteristics of the original body, Ryan as the gray knight gene original, His strongest point is that he is immune to chaotic corruption and super high magic resistance, so he is in a weak position in terms of physical fitness and melee ability.

How can we grow our strengths and avoid weaknesses? The king is thinking about the future direction.

"My Majesty." A servant came in: "The deputy head of the independent regiment, Durant wants to see you."

"Durant? Why don't the cupcakes stay with his group of cats and dogs, why come to see me?" Ryan's thoughts were interrupted. The king picked up the hot milk on the table and laughed: "He said Did he come for any reason?"

Durant is a very powerful legendary fighter, good at using spears, two-handed swords, but he does not like melee, but especially likes to use his well-maintained Hawk collar long flame and other A handful of fire brigade against the enemy, so some old knights despised the mercenary leader and said that he was a soft egg, and the pure men should be in close combat, so he was given a nickname called "Cupcake".

Durant didn't care, accepted the nickname generously, and even teased himself with cupcakes on some occasions, which really made the knights lose their temper.

As for cats and dogs, it was a prior matter. When Blackheart Rep and Durant competed for the supremacy of the Prince of the Eastern Frontier region in Britzka, Durant and He were supported by Brittany. The army is really enemies, this mercenary is angry and angered that his men are all a group of cats and dogs, and they can't fight against the blackheart Rep at all.

"He said he had important things to talk to you." The attendant whispered: "My king, don't you want to see this guy? Do you want me to refuse you?"

"No, tell him to come in." Ryan shook his head. "I can probably guess what he wants to do."

After the previous incident, the value of Blackheart Rep to Ryan has been infinitely lower.

He needs to support a new spokesperson in the border prince.

…………I am the dividing line of the new spokesperson…………

An hour and a half later, within the king’s golden dome and red and blue tent, all the commanders of the expeditionary army arrived and had dinner. Ryan sat on the throne, wearing a king’s dress and a handsome and extraordinary face like a god. Generally glowing, sitting on the left side of Calade, on the right side of the high chair is sitting Bellega, the Holy Grail Knights are in a row, all eating and drinking, except for Ryan, everyone is fully armed and imposing Pressing, the whole big account was filled with a killing air.

"Pull her in!" Ryan raised his hand. Two old guards dragged in a scraggly Strygny girl. She was heavily chained. The woman was not tall but slim, and her skin was a little dark. The black curly hair is in a mess, and the **** eyes are indifferent and cold. She has obviously not eaten for a long time, her face is blue, and she kneels on the ground with the help of the old guard, but everyone can see it. If you make up and wash carefully, this should be a very beautiful young woman.

"first name?"

The girl opened her mouth and tried to speak. Her throat was dry and she could only make a pungent noise. Ryan signaled the old guard to send water. After the girl drank a large bowl of water, she said, "Ai Smeralda, the divination witch of the Strigani."

"I heard that you have a prophecy to tell me?" Ryan went on to say: "Say your prophecy, all, if it is useful to us, maybe I can let you live a life."

"...I need to get my card." Strigney girl said to everyone: "My card, you take it away, give it back to me, without it, I can't reproduce my card prophecy."

"Where is the card?" Ryan asked aloud.

"Here I am." Antalm took out a tarot card, and the count hesitated for a few seconds. Seeing Ryan was determined, he handed the card to the Strigney girl: "Well, witch, you know everything. Say it, say it all, and if there is any concealment, you will never see the sun of tomorrow."

The girl took the tarot card, and under the watch of the knights and the dwarves, she began to pray, chanting ancient language, and communicating what, everyone was like an enemy, all the knight masters had their swords out of the sheath, if there were Any changes, you are ready to beheaded the **** the spot.

"At six o'clock, an ancient gate will be opened by the king. The power of the ancestors is soaked in the mountains and seals, and the secret is revealed inside the cave." A king card was placed on the ground.

"Another king and his knight allies are here." Another king card, several knight cards were placed on the ground.

"At twelve o'clock, the green tide of destruction will attack the two kings and knights from behind, and the two sides will have a real decisive battle." The mystery card of the tide of destruction is put down.

"At three o'clock, the curse of Moss Ribb will also join this scuffle ~www.ltnovel.com~ The Moss Ribka card, which symbolizes the evil moon, glows green.

"But in the end, the appearance of a female hunter ended the whole war, blood, a lot of blood! Everything ended in blood, all blood! The world is destined to drown in the sea of ​​blood, the blood queen will be the last of this war The winner!" Strigney girl suddenly screamed: "It's all blood, nowhere to escape, no way to escape, this is our destiny!"

The tarot card was suddenly full of blood, and the blood visible to the naked eye suddenly emerged from the card, covering the entire card. This blood seemed to have consciousness, and it directly flowed towards the girl who had fallen into madness. !

"Blazing gaze!" Veronica turned, and the Witch of Galan raised her hand as a luminous spell. The beam formed by the wind of Hessian was in the middle of the blood on the ground, making a greasy noise, the blood flow faded, Tarot The card was burnt, and the Strigney girl passed out.

"Take her down to watch and give her a bite to eat." Ryan looked carefully at the burnt Tarot cards on the ground.

Six o'clock? Twelve o'clock? Three o'clock?

The two kings should refer to Ryan and Bellega, and the green tide of destruction should be green skin, there is no doubt about this.

So what is the curse of Mosrib? Skaven Ratman?

Who is the female hunter? Who is the blood queen referring to? Are these two the same person?

It all ends in blood, meaning that the expeditionary force will fail?

Lion's heart was full of confusion.

"My king?" Karad also heard more and more confused: "Do you have an opinion?"

"There are some ideas, but they are not mature yet." Ryan frowned. "In this way, everyone eats first, and at night, I will pray to the lady and ask the lady's views on this prophecy. I will inform you as soon as there is news. ."

"Yes!"