Warhammer Divine Throne

The five days at sea is indeed a bit long and boring. Returning to his room at night, Ryan noticed that Teresa was reading, so the man went up and sat on the woman’s By his side: "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at something left over from the Wizarding Empire." Teresa saw Ryan coming, so she deliberately leaned in his arms. Ryan didn't have any She refused to take the initiative, and did not take the initiative to accept, but let her, which made Teresa feel very happy, so the female warlock simply leaned in his arms: "Are you interested in learning about it? There is a reward!"

"What reward?" Ryan asked curiously.

"...Go and wash yourself, and then I'll tell you." Teresa motioned for the man to take a bath in the cubicle.

Fresh water and hot water are precious resources in the ocean, but it is not difficult for Ryan and Teresa to obtain fresh water. After Ryan cleaned herself up, she found Teresa sitting On her bed, the woman opened the window of the cabin and saw Ryan coming out from the inside. There were flashes of light in the woman's eyes. She motioned to Ryan to sit down beside her: "Come and sit."

The woman's purple high heels were placed under the bed, and the man sat on the bed: "What about the reward?"

"Don't worry..." Teresa got into the man's arms. Sitting on his lap: "Do you like it? This is the reward."

"I don't think I can say that I don't like it." Ryan lightly hugged her, and the two of them leaned against the window like this, watching With the waves rolling in the night.

After a while, Teresa said leisurely: "Exploring the ruins is very important to me. This involves my father."

"Are you father?"

"Well, my father." There was a scent of lavender, Teresa sighed: "My father... just disappeared in the ruins."

"I'm sad ." Ryan expressed his sadness.

"This matter has nothing to do with you... Even though many years have passed, my mother and I still hope that father is still alive. We all think that he is such a powerful person, and he is not so easy to die." Female The warlock shrank into the man’s arms, as if to absorb some warmth: "So, the exploration of Polis must continue."

Polis, located in the desert of Tazier, was once a human being. The capital of the Wizarding Empire, all its former glory is now buried under the ruins. Whether it is the Garland Council, the Imperial Family Wizarding Academy, or another major spellcaster organization in the mainland, the Wizarding Alliance, they are all trying to unearth the remnants of it. The mystery and wealth of, but the ruins under the ruins are extremely dangerous, all kinds of terrifying evil creations and alchemy corruption are saturated with terrifying ruins, and there are serious magical imbalances. In that magical place, sometimes a chaotic wind blows. It can destroy a large army in an instant, and it is possible to instantly restore all the physical strength and magic power to the desperate traveler.

"How long has your father...disappeared in the ruins?" Ryan pondered for a moment, or took the initiative to speak.

"Twenty years." Teresa sighed deeply. It was indeed too long.

"Then I have to tell the truth, unless it's your father who has amnesia or simply ran away and didn't go home, otherwise, even if he is still alive, he will not be your father anymore... …He has become something else." Ryan said without thinking.

Speaking logically at this time, he should comfort the sorcerer by saying something like "You must be okay with father" or "You must meet again," but he doesn't think it is necessary. The sorcerer is not. fool.

"I know, but living, then must see the person, died, then must see the corpse, even if he becomes something else, my mother and I will personally end his pain."

"You know the best."

"Well, rest Ryan, I'll be here tonight, I will not go, but you are not allowed to do other things." Resa took out a pillow.

"You bother me even more, Teresa."

"Um... well, you can touch what you like... but you are not allowed to do it Other..." The voice became smaller and smaller, until it was inaudible.

"It's about the same..."

Then there is the sound of two people covered by the quilt, and the sound of thin breathing covered by the waves.

In the early morning of 2nd day, Ryan was standing on the deck, enjoying the blowing of the sea breeze. Many acquaintances came, half-elves knight-errant Ester, Alfred, Lopes, etc. Everyone he knew was on the deck.

The half-elves are obviously not very comfortable with boat rides. Ryan saw that his face was very bad, so he took the initiative to talk to him: "Ace, don't you continue to be Mr. Matz's guard?"

"That was originally a deal, my friend, the forest told us not to stay in one place for too long. Nord supreme is cold. If it weren't for Mr. Matz's high price, I would definitely not choose to go with you. It was such a dangerous journey." The half-elf covered himself with a hood. It was winter and it was very cold.

Because of the continuous divine force of the sea god Mannan, the ocean will not freeze until December. The current time is early November, and shipping can still operate. It will be necessary after it freezes in December. The coastline of Nord will not thaw until February of the following year.

"It was indeed a very dangerous journey. We almost died in those battles. After that, I met the four-armed Demon Ox alone. The journey ended and we met again. This terrifying encounter." Ryan spread his hands. This series of battles put him to a great test, but it also made Ryan a huge harvest.

In any case, Nord’s journey is over. The next destination is Marienburg. Ryan has four Gold Coins on his body alone. He is thinking that he might need to get to Marienburg. A foothold, and an identity that conceals one's true purpose.

Ester looked up at Ryan, and suddenly whispered: "I admit that you are a warrior, Ryan, your battle strength and Willpower make me admire. The forest gives us sharp vision. And the instinct of an excellent shooter, but it took away our wrist strength and powerful magic."

Ryan sat next to Ester: "There is always something to do with it."

"Mr. Ryan, are you planning to go to Marienburg?" Lopus is boring all by himself, he is not Alfred, the Paladin who can kill the day with a book of scriptures, young wandering Knight likes lively activities and various activities. After hearing that there was a passenger ship going to Marienburg, this cargo was forced to come up and said that I would also go to Marienburg together.

"If I don't go to Marienburg, what am I doing on this passenger ship." Ryan thought that the youngster's speaking skills were really bad, so he spit out ruthlessly.

"Hehe, I just want to know if you need to obey." Lopus touched the back of his head and laughed.

"Not necessary for the time being, by the way, Ester, do you know who the current Spirit King is?" Ryan asked still moved towards Ester.

"I don't understand which one you are talking about? The Forest King? Phoenix King? Or the disgusting Witch King?" Ester asked puzzledly.

"Hey, have the king of the forest and the king of witches changed in the time since the establishment of the empire? I must ask you the king of Phoenix." The kings of wood elves and dark elves are never Only the Phoenix King will change.

"You said the words of King Phoenix... In fact, our forest had nothing to do with Azul, but we all know that King Phoenix is ​​called Fenuba." Ester nodded. "He visited our forest two or three hundred years ago. At that time, the king of the forest, Ryan, received the most enthusiastic reception for this friend from afar, but our king refused to return. The Phoenix lord named Finnuba became the next Phoenix king."

"Fennuba the One Piece?" Teresa appeared next to Ryan, and the Sorceress held it very naturally. Ryan’s arm: "He has a lot of news. In the great Holy War one hundred and fifty years ago, it was the Phoenix King who made contact with Ludwig Your Majesty. He sent the Great Magister Targris led a team of high elf wizards and a team of Hors sword saint to assist the empire. They played an extremely important role in the Battle of Fasha. The meteorite of Targris summon alone destroyed several regiments. The chaos demon."

"After the war, the empire and the high elves signed a trade agreement. Targris officially stayed in the capital of the empire. It took more than 20 years to establish the Imperial Family Wizard Academy. Only then will I return to Osu'an." The sorcerer said this piece of history.

The high elves are the crown princes in the continent in terms of their soldier quality, naval level, or caster profile. However, their low fertility rate and long maturity time limit their ability to dispatch troops and military strength, especially in In the desperate war with the dark elves for thousands of years, the warfare and population of the high elves have fallen into a severe decline.

Their army is still the strongest in the world, but it is no longer invincible. Their navy is still rampant on the sea, but they can no longer easily divide their forces to conduct dual or even multi-line operations at the same time.

As the economy and productivity continue to decline without expanding, one of the pillars supporting the high elves economy has become trade with humans. Humans like high elves and all kinds of luxury crafts, spices, and high-end foods. And various magic items, high elves need to obtain a large amount of raw materials and ores from humans.

"By the way, Ryan, what do you know about this?" The sorcerer asked curiously: "High elves are not easy to deal with. Except for a few human powerhouses, they don't treat us as human beings. "

"Marinburg is the most important trade point between the empire and the high elves. When we get there, we will definitely deal with the high elves." Ryan shook his head. He was wondering how he would get the high elves. Marienburg's investigative power?

In Nord, he is the Kingdom Knight and can investigate more freely, but not in Marienburg. It is a very chaotic territory. His Knight status is useless, but he is useful. Military force and prestige.

We can only wait to see when the time comes.

"Afu is with me...In short, when we arrive at Marienburg, we will first find a place to live, and then slowly start investigating." Looking at the vast expanse of blue sea, Ryan temporarily made a to sum up.

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At the same time, the news of the championship duel victory spread throughout the continent.

Marinburg, the largest trading center and largest port in the old world, every year a huge amount of gold and currency flows into this port terminal, but rarely flows out. Numerous youngsters who are eager for opportunities and wealth continue to come. To this place.

The whole city has several districts, and each district is comparable to an independent city. The deep-water wharf that can carry several millions of tons of displacement continuously has large ships coming in and out, and the city is located at the mouth of the Rick River. Marshland, the city built on the island in the middle of the Rick River delta connected to the coastal avenue, allowing its merchants to enter the empire by land.

People who have seen Marienburg say that this is a giant beast that swallows gold and sea water.

Marinburg’s permanent population is about 150,000, but in fact the city’s population may be 500,000 or more. Since Ludwig the "Savior" 150 years ago After Marienburg was allowed to be independent, the city was like getting rid of its shackles, and it developed extremely rapidly in a crazy and pathological way. Every day, more buildings rose from the ground and built on the existing ones. On buildings, even on bridges and in shallow waters, criminals dig deeper tunnels every day, hoping to smuggle precious items through them. The city's originally planned blocks become blurred, and more people flood in. Gradually, Marienburg is not just a city, it is more like a large city circle.

The nobleman now ruling Marienburg is the "lender" Van der Guber-Schultz, the Grand Duke of Marienburg. This 50-year-old noble may be the richest in the world. People, and his bloodline is also very peculiar, in essence, he is an empire, but his family crest is the iris flower that has a deep connection with Brittany.

On the high castle, the Fifty-year-old Grand Duke of Marienburg Van der Cooper-Schultz is sitting in his splendorous and majestic office, carefully examining a Zhang Zhang IOU.

You can see the names of many nobles in this World on the IOUs, especially the IOUs of the Dukes of Brittany. The IOUs of this World cannot be denied, because Schultz holds Each IOU carries a divine force that has been justified by the God of Justice, and no noble can deny it.

"Your Excellency Berhemond still owes me ten cars of golden marks, Mueller, do you have any news?" Schultz rubbed his brows, and the scrolls were filled with gods. The divine force seemed to dazzle him.

The courtier named Muller immediately stepped forward and told the Duke: "Your Excellency Bohemond said that you need some grace from you."

"Alright, tell him to be on Winter Veil. It’s enough to settle the balance before, but if the Winter Veil Festival is delayed, I will charge additional interest."

"Understand, your Excellency, the empire is urging this year's defense expenses." Tingchen Mu Le immediately took down the Duke's instructions.

"This money must be given. Please inform Karl-Franz Your Majesty as soon as possible to send an army to collect it." The Duke also nodded. Marienburg must pay a sum of "protection" to the Empire every year. "Fee" in order to ensure their independence and security. In exchange, if they encounter an enemy that they cannot face, the empire will send troops to protect the city.

"Also, according to the news from the front line, the bear tribe raging in Nord has retreated. The reason for the defeat is that a young white Wolf Knight killed the famous bear in the championship. Chief of the Horde, Chaos Champion Birrig." Muller pulled out a new record.

"Champion matchup? Interesting, does Nord have this kind of warrior?" Schultz touched the chin with interest. The thick beard was carefully taken care of by the Duke, smooth and beautiful: "Young white Wolf Knight? Is it the sledgehammer and so on?"

"Yes, Duke, that youngster is Ryan the sledgehammer. According to our sources, he is on a boat to Marienburg."

"He is coming towards me? Strange, to win the championship match, don't Nord or the Empire reward him with a knighthood and so on? Such a capable person is not a serf. There is no reason. Someone invited him." The Duke was a little strange.

"Ryan is the White Wolf Knight, and... the Saint female cultivator Daoist Association issued a statement that he is now the god of choice for the lady in the lake." Courtier Muller called up Ryan’s detailed file: "Each Great Influence should have invited him in the preparation position, but it must be done after Winter Veil."

"Then this is very interesting. All the strengths are competing for this rising star. ……Interesting, you said, what if I recruit him as another Guardian in this city during this period of time?"

"What?"