Warhammer Throne Chapter 9: , Camp (on)

The ninth chapter of the cold wind of the warhammer **** Nord, camping? "Who said that the hillbilly has no right to like the noble eldest lady? This is what His Majesty Ludwig said!" Banda retorted impatiently.

Wilt was speechless, Ludwig did say so, but His Majesty the Savior's strength is unfathomable. The demon prince of the Sanctuary can't walk through a round in his hand. The bloodline is important, but After all, the world is respected by the strong. If Banda is really a strong sanctuary, not to mention the female member of the Garland Council, even if he is an imperial candidate or even the emperor's daughter, he will have the opportunity to kiss Fangze.

But Banda is just an ordinary warrior.

"Boy, there are ambitious goals to understand, but you need to have the strength to match them...Banda, do you know the story of Mr. Lane?"

"Isn't it just relying on the ancestors' military exploits and your own noble status to get a knight title?" The young mercenary said disdainfully: "It is his weapon that can kill the Beastman leader. If you can give me one With the same weapon, I can definitely do it!"

"It seems that you don't know the story of Mr. Lane... Mr. Lane awakened his professional talent at the age of three. At the age of sixteen, he followed his father, Lord Norman, the "bald" on the battlefield, and participated in the famous Lapland game. War, in less than eight years, the name of'Sledgehammer' Lane is well-known to our Nords, so..." Wilt is still waiting to talk, Boris, who is still unhealed, pressed his shoulder: "Wilter, do not talk."

"Well, in short, Banda, you have to become stronger yourself, and work hard is the right way." The deputy commander stopped talking.

He has seen too many young mercenaries like Banda in the past ten years of mercenary career. These people have one characteristic. They are very ambitious and talented, so lofty and far-sighted. Without the strength to match them, he has been doing adventures all day long. Tu Long's dreams always hope that there will be a beautiful young lady upside down, but these plots will only appear in those knight novels. How can there be such a thing in reality?

On the other side, Ryan is setting up a tent.

The kingdom knight drew his long sword and swept it on a piece of uneven ground. When the smoke dissipated, the ground that was originally covered with pebbles and snow was suddenly cut out of a flat surface. Ryan After the warhammer tamped the ground to ensure that the female warlock would not lie uncomfortably, a tent was set up on this small piece of flat ground. The light blue energy gathered in the palm of the kingdom knight, and the temperature inside the tent gradually rose. After cleaning the inside of the tent, Ryan took out the animal skins and blankets and spread the floor of the tent. Only then did he make a please gesture to Teresa: "Please, Garland Councillor Teresa-Te Ms. Lowick."

For the first time today, the female warlock looked better. She took off her high-heeled boots and white cotton socks and placed them at the door of the tent, revealing a pair of exquisite snow feet. Teresa walked into the tent with her staff. Lie down halfway, his tone improved: "Or do you know how to take care of people. I'm really fed up with the days spent with those mercenaries. Don't they know what sanitation and private space are?"

"Theresa, not everyone can get hundreds of gold dinars on a mission. The strength and conditions of the mercenaries are such that it is very good to be able to give you a separate tent. They can't help you. The inside of the tent is incense, and no one has so many animal skins and blankets to prevent your delicate body from being uncomfortable by the hard stones." Ryan sighed: "Theresa, I don't want to fight with you. , You must know it."

"I didn't want to fight with you either, Ryan." The sorcerer put her staff aside, found a place to lie down comfortably, and took out a velvet quilt from the space ring to cover her body: "Follow the mercenary group The action is really not a good idea. Last night, Captain Boris actually asked me to eat unrefined roast lamb. Ms. Mystery is on it. How can I get that kind of fishy stuff?"

Mysterious lady is another name for the goddess of magic. There are gods in this world. If you call them by their **** names or real names, they will be directly perceivable by the gods, so most people give them nicknames. After all, no one wants the gods to watch them.

"But that is already supremely delicious for the mercenaries, isn't it? They have already offered you the best things, what else do you want." Ryan sat directly at the door and said to Teresa. As he spoke, he kept moving with his hands.

"I know, so what I want to say is that I shouldn't hire a mercenary group to act together. I should wait for you to join me in the last town." The sorcerer said with regret in her voice.

"You can't hide behind a high wall to cast spells forever, dear Teresa, Ms. Aurora asked her baby daughter to come out and participate in the hunt for Belt, why didn't she want her to be tempered?" Ryan just Shaking his head: "You are older than me, but maybe your actual combat experience is less than one percent of mine, right?"

"I'm not a knight like you who knows horse riding and slashing all day long." The sorcerer did not refute. Ryan saw that Teresa had accepted his persuasion, so she said softly, "You take a good rest first. Well, I'll go out and see if I can get some game. In such cold weather, it's better to get some hot meat."

The group of female spellcasters in the Garland Council, Ryan, has had a lot of dealings, knowing that these women are very arrogant, and sometimes properly protect their faces, give them a step down, and they will win a lot. Impression points.

"I know." Teresa tightened the quilt on her body, and saw that the Kingdom Knight had risen, so she stopped him.

"Ryan."

"Um?"

"be careful."

"Hehe, don't worry."

The curtain at the entrance of the tent was lowered, and the sorcerer felt the comfort she had been missing for a long time, and her sleepiness soon came up.

It was not the first time she and Ryan met. The first meeting between them was when Ryan was sixteen years old, when Teresa had just turned twenty.

After Ryan was adopted by the Lord'Bald' Norman of the Ortene of the Nord Kingdom, the little boy showed incredible talent. He awakened his talent as a professional at the age of three. Under the witness of the Church of Justice, he turned smoothly. Position...So far no one has guessed what occupation he was in. Many people have guessed that this is a unique gift from the **** of justice. People can only be sure that his basic occupation is a fighter.

For some unknown reasons, he appeared to be far earlier mature than his peers. When he was eight years old, he had finished most of the books in the Nord National Library and completed a noble etiquette course alone. He was talking and talking. The talent displayed in the study shocked the nobles of the entire Nord Kingdom.

When Ryan was thirteen years old, the northern barbarians went south again. His father, the White Wolf Knight Norman, wanted Ryan to follow him on the battlefield. As a result, Ryan said a famous saying: "Father, if I follow him at this time When you go to the battlefield, I might be chopped into two pieces like a wild dog, so please give me three more years, and I will definitely become a knight who is not inferior to you."

It just so happened that three years later, the northern barbarians went south again and attacked Lapland's ports. Their first meeting was in the year when Ryan was sixteen. In that battle, the sixteen-year-old Ryan cut off one on the battlefield. The head of a barbarian warrior, and killed five barbarian soldiers alone, King Nord named Ryan as a ranger knight on the spot, and invited many people to participate in the ceremony. That was the first meeting between her and Ryan.

The second meeting was when this young man became a knight of the kingdom. At that time, the terrifying chaos beastman lord "fang" Gore led thousands of beastman armies raging in the kingdom of Nord, several kingdom knights and a few The Centurion witnessed Ryan wielding a warhammer and a duel with Gore on the cliff. One person and one beast fought from early morning to dusk. Finally, Ryan took down Gore's head, which earned him the nickname "Sledgehammer" and the kingdom. The knighthood.

It is not clear how Ryan's strength is, but what is certain is that it is absolutely impossible for an elite fighter to kill a powerful Chaos Beastman lord alone, so Ryan's strength is at least...

Teresa fell asleep in exhaustion.

"Ms. Trovik? Ms. Trovik?" I don't know how long I slept. The female warlock woke up in a gentle call. Although she still felt very tired, she was a little better than before. , Looked up, and called herself the mercenary Banda who kept pleased herself. Teresa just nodded. She noticed that Banda was trying hard to grow her neck and wanted to see her face clearly, so Wrap the white fox fur coat on his body to prevent the furry boy from seeing anything else: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Lane is back. He asked me to call you." The young mercenary only saw the beautiful face of the sorcerer and the white neck like a swan and the long hair like a black jade. He was very disappointed, but he Immediately feeling Teresa's unkind gaze, she said quickly.

"I see, you can go out." Teresa motioned for Banda to go out.

The young mercenary was looking forward to chatting with Teresa, but the female warlock did not intend to talk more. He felt very disappointed. He claimed to be a little handsome, and the attitude of seeing the female warlock was not. Well, he didn't give up: "Is there anything I can do for help? Ms. Trovik, I think you are very tired..."

"No, go out and tell Ryan that I will come right away." Teresa said again that she didn't need it, and Banda was disappointed in not being able to speak, so she could only choose to leave.

On the other side, the mercenaries are yelling, because the kingdom knight Ryan has brought back a whole reindeer!

The huge reindeer are being skinned and separated by the mercenaries with short knives. After experiencing the grief of huge casualties, the mercenaries can finally get some comfort from the venison dinner at night. Ryan generously asked the mercenaries to take it. After leaving part of the reindeer meat, he only left a hind leg and two venison steaks.

"Tsk, **** knight, it's just good luck." Banda saw the mercenaries cheering, and his face was even more ugly: "If you really know how to buy people's hearts, the nobles will buy people's hearts. These people hide all day. Collect taxes behind the high wall and enjoy the worship of the poor. These people deserve to die!"

Although he said that, the smell of roasted venison was bursts of time. Seeing Banda coming, Wilt took the initiative to pass the short knife with the barbecue to Banda: "Master Lane got the barbecue. It's so cold. Eat more!"

"Hmm~" The young mercenary was indeed hungry. At this time, he couldn't control so much. After receiving the barbecue, he ate it sweetly.

"Let's do this first, I'll go and see Teresa, do it yourself." Ryan didn't want to stay with this group of mercenaries. Their exchange of tableware and cutlery made Ryan feel uncomfortable, besides. The soldiers didn't deal with the knights.

The knight profession is a model of the lawful camp. From the paladin of the good camp to the black knight of the evil camp, no matter what knight it is, it is biased towards the lawful camp.

But the mercenaries are different. Some of the mercenaries fight to protect what they love, or they can swing their swords at anyone purely for profit. However, they are all chaotic camps, and knights and mercenaries are born in An antagonistic relationship.

Ryan also doesn't have much liking for the profession of mercenaries. In many online novels in his previous life, mercenaries are the embodiment of bravery, kindness, and wisdom, but since he came to this world, he has seen more Forgetfulness, foolishness and swords.

The vast majority of mercenaries are willing to do anything for money.

Ryan took two deer platoons and a deer leg and walked towards the tent he had set up, but before reaching the door of the tent, Teresa wrapped a white fox fur coat and lifted the curtain of the tent. See you When Ryan was holding the raw thing, the sorcerer frowned: "I thought you had cooked the thing."

"??? Do you know I'm back?" The kingdom knight was very strange, he took out the iron pot and put it on the fire, by the way, set up the shelf and prepared to make food.

"Didn't you let Banda call me?" Teresa wrapped herself tightly in a white coat and sat opposite Ryan, showing only a mature and beautiful face. Nord's winter is really too If it is cold, if it is normal, the female warlock can use spells to ensure that she is not affected by the environment, but now she is very weak.

"Banda?" Ryan still looked dumbfounded. The two looked at each other strangely for ten seconds. The Kingdom Knight immediately reacted and said with a smile: "It seems that another young guy fell under Ms. Trovik's skirt. , Maybe if you look at him, he is willing to die for you. I can only congratulate you for having another suitor."

"I don't want to fight with you, Ryan," the sorcerer said coldly.

"Okay, okay, you do have that breathtaking beauty, which no one can question." Lane cut the deer chops into small pieces and put them in an iron pan, adding various seasonings and picked wild vegetables at the same time. He plans to make a pot of venison soup with wild vegetables.

"Does your travels for many years have taught you sweet talk to women and good cooking skills?" In the face of Ryan's unmarked flattery, Teresa also had to admit that this man could indeed speak, and her tone of voice had slowed down a lot.

"No, years of travel life has taught me more. If I have the opportunity, I will tell you what I have encountered over the years." Ryan took out a spoon and stirred the ingredients in the iron pan. Man's index finger moved.

"Why are there so many people who think they are the hero of the story? An ordinary mercenary?" The sorcerer said quietly, smelling the scent in the iron pan.

"You said that now. You were not like that back then. I remember that when we first met, you didn't look at me with a straight eye at all, just as if I was a lucky kid." Ryan Tucao said, when the two met for the first time that year, Teresa also used this arrogant attitude to talk to him.

"Well, the top priority now is, what about Belt? My mana has been exhausted, and I can no longer use magic to chase him." The female warlock blushed, beautiful and unparalleled, and took the initiative to change the topic.

"Eat first, after dinner, we will discuss in detail what to do."

"Row."