Warhammer Throne Chapter 223: , Pledge

In the prayer room, Mogiana was lying flat on the bed, a lot of fine sweat came out on the forehead of the Lake God Witch, her little hand gripped the bed sheet tightly, and the other hand gripped Ryan's hand tightly.

The white dress has been untied, and on the skin of Mogiana's suet-like lower abdomen, Ryan's fingertips are shining with the power of lightning, and his spiritual energy is gathered on the fingertips, gently engraved with a silver pattern .

Ryan was engrossed in imprinting his psychic energy on Morjana's body. The lake **** witch's white teeth bit her lip. She squeezed Ryan's big hand, enduring the tingling of the imprint and a strange feeling.

After enduring for a while, the pain gradually disappeared. A warm comfort made the lake **** witch clenched Ryan's hand. She did not cover herself with a pillow this time, and blushed and whispered towards Ryan. : "Ok... alright?"

"It's going to be a while, my highness." Ryan began to inject psychic energy towards the engraving, activating the seal.

"Okay... OK." Morjana's gentle eyes looked at Ryan, whose forehead was also sweating slightly, and she whispered: "It's okay... Don't worry, take your time."

So this process lasted more than ten minutes, and when Mojana's slender feet arched for the second time, the seal was recast.

The silver love pattern has beautiful wings on both sides, and there is a sharp sword and shield emblem in the middle of the love heart, which is shining under the activation of Ryan's psychic energy.

After it was completely completed, Mojana's hand was loosened, and the lake **** witch gasped softly, her face flushed.

"My lord, please take a good rest." Ryan covered the quilt and was about to leave. It was always strange for him to stay in this prayer room. Whenever he turned his back to the icon of the fairy in the lake, he could feel it. A teasing and playful gaze stared at him, and once turned around, it seemed to be an illusion.

Mogiana nodded slightly, she said weakly, "Good night~Lane~"

"Good night~"

...

Early the next morning, Morjana rode away on the unicorn Silfan, and the Lake God Witch would return to her Lake God Tower in the Duchy of Kagasong.

Ryan got up late, and the baron changed his clothes himself, and the bed was well moisturized. The shiny face of Olica gently kissed, and then walked towards the outside of the castle.

"Where are you going, dear?" Ryan was stopped by Veronica as soon as he was about to leave the castle. Witch Garland also had a moving blush on her face. After finishing it, Witch Garland rubbed her waist contentedly to rest.

"I'm going to see my brother and discuss something with him." Ryan said gently.

"Since you are going to find Brother Anglang, then I won't bother you. I will hurry up and build my wizard tower. It will probably take a year or two." Veronica nodded, and the witch walked briskly to the wizard. The place where the tower was built.

Follow the Chinon River to the Redfish Village to the north of the Chinon River, and then walk along the newly constructed road towards the depths of the Sharon Forest.

In the spring, the Charon forest, the birds and flowers, the time has not yet reached summer, and the climate of Brittany is mild and livable. Ryan thought that the elves had colonized here on a large scale.

About two hours later.

Inside a forest canyon in the depths of the forest, in the humble jungle depth, a clear stream flows from the canyon, and the road to the canyon is blocked by many stones. The owner in the canyon does not welcome outsiders. The heads of at least two green-skin leaders and the heads of seven beastmen and beast kings said it all.

The vegetation in the canyon is primitive, the rocky cliffs are beautiful, waterfalls and springs, gurgling clear water, surrounded by ancient vines, and fishes are swimming in the creek.

"I like this place, I like the quietness here, and I like the beauty here. This can make me quiet." Just by the creek, Ryan and Anglang are grilling meat. There are two imperial troops. While flipping the grill, a huge wild boar was hung on the grill and roasted.

Ryan and Anglang each have a pork leg, and the other hand holds a large wooden cup, with a huge wine barrel next to it.

The "big guy", the leader of the imperial army, didn't wear a helmet. Several people sat on the rocks by the stream, grabbing the pork and gnawing at it. Everyone was listening to Ryan's story about his fight against the Chaos Demon.

"The big demon of Nurgle?" Anglang whispered, and he ate a large piece of roasted golden pork: "As you know, I used to be the demon prince of horror, before I was World Devourer Gene Primarch, the great demon that died in my hands I do not know where, Ryan, my brother, did a great job, you have completed the first kill of the Chaos Demon, you know, as the Primarch, we are Brothers, who has never killed a dozen Chaos Demon?"

The big man also nodded approvingly: "His Royal Highness, you are only twenty-six years old now. It is a great achievement to defeat the Great Chaos Demon."

"This is not something to be proud of." Ryan ate meat, his face couldn't see any special pride: "First of all, the wind of magic was very weak at that time, and the power that the Great Demon Master Nagu can exert is limited. Moreover, the confrontation between the lady in the lake and the evil **** further weakened the power of the great demon. Under the siege of so many holy grail knights and white wolf knights, relying on the help of the holy sword of the emperor of the white wolf and the duke of lauen, I was here. After paying such a huge price, he barely banished the Great Demon Nurgle."

"Hahahaha!" Anglang laughed, and he patted Ryan's shoulder with his hand: "Ryan, you have grown fast enough, did you know that there was a guy from a choir who participated in the great expedition and didn't have it at the beginning? I have killed any big demon, and almost got trampled to death by a war dog-level Titan. Even after the fall, his strength is still weak and speechless. I can beat him into a ball with both hands. Sauce!"

"I know who you are talking about." Ryan licked his lips and snorted with his nose: "I still don't like being weaker."

"Nurgle, the father of decay, is different from the warlike blood **** Terrorist. Nurgle's strength is not lost to Terrorist. But he doesn't like to move or initiate war. Nurgle's greatest hobby is all day long. New virus formulas are being studied in the country of China." Anglang drank a large glass of red wine, then swiped it with his hand, and then said: "Even so, you must not underestimate the power of the Nurgul, you can do this now. The degree is already very good, the weakened demon is also the chaotic demon."

"Nurgle is the so-called **** of fat house." Ryan raised his head, his eyes cocked.

"Fat house? God? Ha, it's quite vivid!" Anglang thought about it for a moment, and laughed blankly: "Yes, it's fat house, it's really the **** of fat house."

The Imperial Forbidden Army sitting on the side heard the two Primarchs joking about the Chaos Four Gods unscrupulously, and there was always a feeling of heresy. If it were normal, the Forbidden Army might have already destroyed the scene.

It's just that the two people in front of you are Primarchs.

"Ryan, I recently discovered something... very interesting." Anglang opened the safe house built by him and the Forbidden Army.

There are many things piled in the safe house, which are Anglang's various trophies, including a large amount of gold and silver and many heads. The light in the room is very dark. Anglang opened the windows to let Ryan visit his recent collection.

Anglang handed Ryan a stone, which looked like a gold coin, but there was no such big gold coin. "Look, what is this?"

Ryan took the stone, which was golden in color and engraved with mysterious runes: "It looks like the work of a dwarf."

"This is the work of the dwarf, brother." Anglang took out a bag with a dozen of these rune gold stones, exquisite workmanship, mysterious diamond-shaped runes, and neat corners, all indicating that this is a dwarf. Masterpiece.

"Where did you get it, brother?" Ryan returned the rune stone to Anglang and asked curiously.

"Just in the depths of the Sharon Forest, on this side of the Oracle Mountains, we found several hidden green-skin strongholds." Anglang took out the map and pointed his thick fingers to the depths of the Sharon Forest.

Although the area of ​​Sharon Forest is not as large as the Arden Forest, it is also the second largest forest in the kingdom. This forest covers an area of ​​about 50,000 square kilometers, spans four dukes, and there are many in the depths of the forest. Stronghold of Beastmen and Greenskins.

"I took two brothers from the Forbidden Army and spent five minutes to kill the greens in the entire stronghold." Anglang pointed to the heads of a group of big greens: "I forgot which one, anyway. One, and then I got this bag of gold vows. According to a big green-skinned man, their boss hid a lot of treasures, not a little baby, but a lot of treasures, shiny, and the thief was happy. Hey, it's all mine in the end."

"I caught a goblin goblin and let it tell me what it was with a little trick." Anglang held the rune stone: "This thing is called the oath gold, which is the high-level currency of the dwarves. , It represents blood debt, brother, I think, my weapon may fall on these gold coins."

"Explain the origin of this kind of thing to the dwarf. It was snatched from Greenskin." Ryan nodded again and again, with a weird smile on his face: "We are avenging our dwarf brother, we are justice. of."

"Yes, we are avenging the dwarves!" Anglang grinned, and he played with the pledge money in his hands: "We can't grab things from the dwarves because they are allies with us, but we can grab the greens. leather."

"Okay, I'll go back and ask the craftsman of Delong, how much such pledge gold he needs if he wants to forge a battle axe made of vibrating gold." Ryan took a pledge gold from Anglang's hand. .

"Well, remember to emphasize that we grabbed this right from the greenskin side." Anglang and Ryan came out of the forest. Anglang's new mount Hippogryph "Nukaria" neighed and passed by. Sky, landing in the canyon, enjoying a meal of roast pork.

"Speaking of, brother, how did you catch the Hippogryph?" Ryan looked at the huge Hippogryph with envy.

He also wanted a Hippogryph as a mount.

"I caught it on the way to the Gray Mountains, when it was fighting with a green-skinned wyvern. Now, that's it." Anglang pointed to a dragon head hanging on the small roof.

"I think I understand what happened." Lane followed the stream and Anglang came out together: "I will arrange the oath payment. If there is nothing else, I will go back."

"And one more thing."

"What's the matter, brother?" Ryan stopped.

"You should have a lady, brother, when you are on an expedition, you need to have a steward in your family. I am a fighter after all. I am not Kiliman. He is an excellent commander and an excellent politician. "Angelang said to Ryan: "But I am not, I can help you patrol the territory, can help you train soldiers... That's all."

"...Actually, I have already chosen someone." A gentle and beautiful figure flashed in Ryan's mind, as well as her long golden curly hair.

"I also think she is the most suitable." Anglang also understands Ryan's candidate.

...

Leaving the depths of the Sharon Forest, Ryan first came to the craftsman's workshop along the river and found the master of rune craftsman Deron Feinsen.

The sound of bellows and iron strikes in the craftsman's workshop one after another. The dwarf wore a pair of glasses. He carefully looked at the oath gold in his hand: "This... my baron, can you tell me, how did you get this oath gold? ?"

Ryan took out the head of a big green-skinned man from the bag: "Green-skin said they hide treasures, a lot of treasures."

"Ah!" Deron Feinsen sighed helplessly: "The glorious era thousands of years ago has passed, and now there are only ruined walls and lost homes. The mountains are no longer the hometown and safety of the dwarves. Locally, the geonets communicated the world of the dwarves and became a paradise for greenskins and rat people."

"The oath gold is a symbol of the peak of the dwarf in the glorious era. This oath gold is made by the master rune craftsman using purified gold using a special secret method. It is almost indestructible. Each oath gold represents a period of hatred and blood for blood An ancient rune technique, it is invaluable to us dwarves."

"I'm sorry." Ryan said calmly: "Mr. Deron Feinsen, I am willing to return all the pledge money I've seized to the dwarf."

"Thank you, thank you very much!" Deron Feinsen repeatedly thanked, and the dwarf touched the beard on his stomach: "Human brother, dwarf thank you for your contribution. We will never let you suffer. In this way, you can help me find it. For more pledges, we dwarves are willing to use all the resources we have in exchange for them, and any dwarf king is willing to trade with pledges."

Shaking hands, the new transaction contract is concluded.

Went around outside, it was already afternoon, and Ryan returned to his castle.

The baron found the butler Katzenberg standing at the door with an anxious look.

"What's the matter, Katzenberg?"

"My baron, just now, a witch said it was your friend and wanted to enter your castle. I told her that the baron was not there, but she was very domineering and just broke in." The butler said innocently: " She has your letter, and I dare not stop her forcibly."

"What kind of witch?" Ryan got off the horse and then asked.

"A tall witch holding a purple staff, with black waist-length hair." Katzenberg continued.

"Well, let me go in and take a look."