Medieval Empire Soldier - Chapter 148

  Three days later, as he wished, Lallen waited for Earl Delavan and his party who came to join him.

The earl brought his brother Krill-An Luo Xian, as well as three kingdom knights and four ranger knights. They are all loyal knights of the An Luo Xian family, and they are responsible for the safety of Earl Draven when he travels. As well as protecting the Count from danger.

   However, on this journey, with the **** of the hero of the Empire and Redeemer Lallen Wald, the safety of Earl Draven has been fully guaranteed, and their role is only a foil.

Laylen didn’t plan to bring too many people, and was invited to the banquet, not to go out to fight. As planned, he only brought Adrian and his new subordinate Hector Goetz. There are Officer Pittman and six Eternal Knights.

At this level, Leif-Anluo was an earl first. He decided to build a carriage, which was convenient for rest when traveling. It was uncomfortable to be bumped on horseback during the two-day journey. The adopted son of the elector, von Tugen Heim, Adrian, Claire and the others were riding war horses and were in front of the carriage.

Earl Draven, who was sent by the Elector to the Nord Kingdom to assist in the restoration, lost a bit of weight after leaving the north for a while, but it did not affect his majestic image in the past. After a bit of sophistication, the Earl sat in the carriage, wearing a logo quilt with a badge on his chest, and said in a chatty tone: “Laylen, I have heard about you, and I am overwhelmed. The northern barbarian army completely killed the long-ravaged Evil God Divine Chosen, which is quite good!”

“It’s not a big deal. Mr. Count, it’s what I should do to resist the barbarians from the northern wasteland.” Lailen nodded lightly. He was already a nobleman, facing nobles with a higher title than himself. No need to add the word “adult”.

   Also sitting in the carriage was Pittman, the baronial affairs officer. He was not a good rider. The earl allowed Pittman to travel with the two lords.

Earl Draven was very serious: “No, Lallen, you have guarded the empire. After the war, the Nords are riddled with holes. After a few months, they have only improved a little. The situation is far more difficult than we imagined. If you hadn’t stopped the barbarians from taking a step forward, I’m afraid the corruption would have crossed the central mountain range, enough to affect all the northern provinces.”

Laylen shook his head with a smile, while Earl Delavan laughed loudly, and he turned to the steward: “Mr. Pittman, how do you think your baron governs his domain? Please tell me what you really think. “

“Excellent, Lord Count, this is what I think, the baron can handle many difficult things very well, and in internal affairs, everything is almost impeccable, I am honored to assist Baron Draco, and this is a lifetime honor .” Pittman’s tone was calm.

   “We need each other, Pittman.” Lyron nodded, “It’s true.”

   “It’s getting dark, we should find a decent hotel to stay.”

   At the same time, Midden collar, Middenheim.

This holy city, which symbolizes glory, is one of the great creations and miracles of the wolf **** Uric. The upcoming feast of the White Wolf Elector has attracted too many people to come to this city. The nobles who came to hear the news, The common people were all in congratulations.

   On the floating soil five hundred meters above the ground, in the golden brazier at the top of the Great Temple of Uric, the white eternal flame was as dazzling as ever.

On a straight stone road, a team of mercenary guards and several carriages came from afar, along the road that had been cleaned up in the wealthy area, and came to the gate of a noble manor. The huge copper key opened the gate of the manor.

The sound of    stopping the turning of the wheels broke the silence in the dark night. A nobleman dressed in aristocratic costumes and holding a suitcase in his hand stepped down from the carriage with the help of the coachman.

   “Your Excellency Claus, welcome.” At the entrance of the noble manor, another old nobleman said to him, “Everyone is here.”

“I see.” The aristocrats who arrived in a hurry took off their coats. He was a well-known aristocratic businessman from Midden, a senior director of the Middenheim Merchant Guild, and Claus-Goethe, a famous Politician, businessman, and superstitious admirer, he had some sort of black speck on his waistcoat, the top of his bald head was covered by a felt hat, and the luxuriant hair on his cheeks had turned a little gray.

Following the line of sight of the old nobleman, Klaus also noticed the remnants on his waistcoat. With a twitch of his Adam’s apple, he explained in a low voice: “A porter bumped into the goods we were transporting and dealt with his body, and it took him a long time. less time.”

“You are too careless, Lord Claus, the informant of the city defense team reported that four witch hunters came yesterday. If you don’t want to be caught and burned to death by them, I hope you deal with it very cleanly.” The old noble reminded He said that his body was thin and his voice was very uncomfortable.

“I know in my heart, Baghdadi! I know the consequences, and I promise the priest that there will be no next time, okay?!” Klaus roared hysterically, clenching his fists at the same time, the whole person was very nervous, he seemed to Some are afraid of the old nobles in front of them.

   “Remember your words, Mr. Claus, no one wants to be the second Borol Christie.”

After   , the gate of the noble manor opened inwards.

  Klaus walked quickly into the manor, and the guards immediately started vigilance and stood in a circle around the entire manor.

The villa was very dark. Along the stairs, Klaus-Goethe quickly walked up to the second floor. When there were still three steps to the room on the second floor, he stopped, stroked his chest, took a deep breath, and opened the door of the room. His eyes looked at the wall unnaturally. On the wall, in a picture framed, a colorful figure was depicted, and the dense red silk threads were wrapped around the figure, which was grotesque and absurd.

The nobleman who stepped into the door of the room was sweating coldly on his forehead. He knew very well what those silk threads were. One of the blood vessels drawn from the body of a living person was one of his. Perhaps from the moment it was drawn, Klaus It does not belong to the category of living people.

“You’re late, Mr. Claus.” From the corner of the room, an obviously lower nobleman walked out. He bowed his head and saluted, and then continued: “I know you’re surprised that the branch of Pavesley City is here. , some people thought we were exposed, some people didn’t, we temporarily stopped planning to avoid the limelight.”

Klaus ignored him, walked quickly to the round table in the room, lit the grease lamp, put the suitcase on the table, and asked impatiently, “Where are they? Baghdadi did not say that they are all here. Is it?”

   “Sir, they are still arguing about what to do.” Another nobleman in the room said slowly.

The harsh voice made Klaus-Goethe frown, and he opened the suitcase. Inside was a thick stack of documents with the Imperial double-headed eagle emblem and the words “Top Secret of the Legion”, as well as several seals. Documents with the White Wolf emblem unique to Midden’s Collar.

  Klaus stood on the edge of the round table and asked in a low voice, “What should I do?”

   “No.” The person hiding in the darkness of the room shook his head: “The Lord of Change has no orders.”

While    was speaking, a few strands of dark blue ink-like black air rushed towards Claus from the darkness, as if trying to wrap around his body.

“Go away! After you say what you need to say, go away! It’s not time for me to give up all my soul! Go away!” Klaus pulled out a dagger angrily, and pressed towards the person in the corner. Go, the surface of the dagger is engraved with several obscure and bizarre characters that light up one by one.

   The person in the corner spoke with surprise: “Sir, from the moment you join us, you should know the price.”

His words seemed to touch a certain scale of the merchant noble, Klaus was like a furious manticore, roaring hysterically: “Is it wrong to want to be on the winning side? Year after year, the orcs become Bolder, and the Marauders more powerful. Year after year, the mutants in the Empire grew and the situation got worse.

The    Empire is fighting a sure-to-lose battle. I’m a pragmatist and it’s empires that make me rich. But when Middenheim is in flames, Chaos will keep me alive, and the people of the Imperium become food for beastmen or sacrifices to the gods. To continue to survive and even to prosper is because you say that the Lord of Destiny will be generous to those who fear Him! it’s you! “

The meeting place of the Tzeentch cultists is so hidden that it is difficult for ordinary people to find it. From the outside, this place is just an ordinary noble manor, but during the thousand years of dormancy, especially in the holy city of Middenheim. , these Tzeentch believers who have penetrated into the top of the empire and the top of all walks of life have learned how to stay away from the surveillance of those witch hunters and battle priests, and they have learned how to inadvertently pull those big nobles and priests into the Corrupted Abyss.

The desire for power is the ultimate desire of every person who has tasted power, just like after a lion has tasted the taste of sweet human flesh, the beast will never hunt other animals. Many people spontaneously fall into Chaos and embrace it just for a moment. To this day, even some politicians don’t know what their subconsciously worshipping objects are, and they don’t know that they are already Chaos believers.

  The dim candlelight flickered in the dark room, and the faint candlelight illuminated Klaus’s grim face.

   Two years ago, he was just a senior director of the Middenheim Merchant Guild. By chance, the priest of the Hand of the Black Purple showed him the true **** he had always believed in, Tzeentch, the master of deviousness.

The repressed atmosphere of silence enveloped the entire room. Even though the area here was hundreds of square meters, Klaus still felt that the surrounding walls were constantly squeezing him. Always trembling with fear.

   After a long time, the person hiding in the darkness broke the maddening silence: “Mr. Claus, remember what you should do, I’ll go first.”

   The window on the side of the room suddenly opened, a breeze blew in, and the bright moonlight outside the window also took the opportunity to shine on the smooth floor of the room, leaving Klaus alone.

He breathed a sigh of relief like the rest of his life, and slumped on the soft seat beside the round table. After a while, Klaus smeared a bottle of blue-purple potion on the first document in the suitcase, and then a Dark purple handprints appeared on the surface of the document, and there was also a pattern of emerald green scepters.

   The largest Tzeentch sect in the Empire, the Hand of Uzi, and the Slaanesh-loving Emerald Scepter Sect.

   In the blink of an eye, the two patterns were mixed with each other, fighting and merging with each other like a battlefield. Finally, a distorted text was formed on the surface of the document. Klaus-Goethe subconsciously held his breath, and he saw an unimaginable and deadly plan.

The followers of the Hand of Black Purple got two Tzeentch changelings through the sacrifice ceremony. They made two “counterfeiters” exactly like Princess Selina Todbringer, and they have all handed them over to the White Wolf Elector One of the emerald scepter believers with a very high status in the Hou court, as long as there is an opportunity, the real daughter of the elector will be replaced, and no one will find the problem.

Since the Emperor of the Empire went north to fight the Norsca army, the confrontation between the North and the South has greatly eased. The Nord Kingdom has chosen neutrality, and the attitude of several other northern provinces is ambiguous. Boris Todbringer, the Elector of Midden It is no longer willing to oppose Karl Franz everywhere, and an empire that eliminates internal contradictions is something that Tzeentch and Slaanesh do not want to see. Once the unstable situation is replaced by stability, the power of Tzeentch, the master of sophistry, will be greatly weakened. And the loving father Nurgle will ban its position and become the strongest of the four evil gods.

   Wanting to assassinate the white wolf elector who was protected by the Teutonic guards, it was almost impossible to disintegrate the elector family from within, thereby killing Boris, so that the two sects temporarily abandoned their differences and reached a consensus.

   This plan, named “The Death of the White Wolf Banquet”, will start at the princess’s coming-of-age ceremony.

  Klaus trembled with his hands. He felt inconceivable that the two sects joined forces. At the same time, he also had an inexplicable palpitation in his heart.

   That is Elector Boris! Lord of Middenheim! The aloof Elector His Excellency is being premeditatedly calculated!

  As a nobleman who grew up in Midden, the most oath he made was to be loyal to the Elector’s family, and now.

   “Bang!” This is the sound of a slight heavy object falling from the downstairs of the manor’s villa.

  Klaus made a smart move, he quickly closed the suitcase, and squatted down to hide behind the seat. He intuitively told him that he was in danger: “Is there anyone? Damn it, is Baghdadi you? Answer me!!”

  ”.” In the silent night, only the sound of the wind outside the window is left.

“Lord of Changes, please bless me.” Klaus’s face changed suddenly, he stood up cautiously, threw the candle on the table on the suitcase, intending to burn these secrets, and then he retreated step by step into the darkness , disappeared.

  In the manor and on the first floor of the villa.

   Several guards had all fallen into a pool of blood, and most of them were killed by one blow. The wounds on their throats cut by sharp blades were the same, and some were pierced to death.

Hearing the shouts from upstairs, the black figure who stopped on the first floor jumped up to the room on the second floor. After kicking the door open, the silver curly hair hanging from the iris hat covered one of the visitor’s pupils. Indifferent and sharp eyes swept around the room that was hundreds of square meters.

   The witch hunter had a silver sword in one hand and a short fire gun in the other. The tip of the sword was still dripping blood. She noticed the half-burning suitcase on the table, and threw out a bottle of holy water, which extinguished the raging flames.

  Outside the window, two more black shadows broke through the window. They also had a silver sword in one hand and a fire gun in the other. The muzzles of the guns were aimed at the corner of the room to prevent hidden enemies.

   Under the moonlight, black smoke rose, and a cold voice sounded: “He escaped.”

   “Miss Eureka”

“Burn this manor down, the stench of rotten smell makes me sick.” Eureka threw up a sword flower and put away her sword, she added, “Before setting the fire, don’t forget to cut off the ears of the guards and bring them with you. Give it to the city guard and they’ll pay us a bounty.”

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