The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 291 Open the door and preach freely
Hearing that Dario allowed him to go shopping on the island, Mekasha immediately recovered, and then murmured excitedly:
"Really, I have never seen a backward human town. I saw their port just now. It is estimated to be less than one percent of the size of Gran Town, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you only have one day to preach, remember to bring more people, don't embarrass Lord Luohan, understand?"

"I know, I know, I'm leaving~"

Before Dario finished speaking, Mekasha could not wait to leave the deck and began to prepare for the next game.

For a little girl who hasn't left Naggaroth for hundreds of years, even the poorest and backward human village is something new and unheard of for Mekasha.

Looking at the back of Mekasha leaving, the devil's pupil under Dario's mask couldn't help but narrowed slightly, and then disappeared on the deck.

In order to help Lord Rohan grasp this new territory called 'Westeros Continent' as soon as possible, it's time to send out the [Foreign Tribunal] that has been idle!
It didn't take long for Mekasha, who put on a gorgeous warlock robe, to go to Bear Island in a small landing boat under the escort of a dozen Mist Walkers.

Of course, even though it was only a small landing craft for beach scrambling, this [-]-meter warship built by an elf shipbuilder is still the largest wooden ship on Bear Island!

"More than a dozen Mistwalkers who have received the blessing of the Mist Lady, and a veteran of many battles who are the captain of the Silver Mist Guard, are you going to capture that island?"

Looking at the surrounding Pendor soldiers who were lowering the warship from the deck into the sea, Mekasha couldn't help but look at the elf next to her, and asked helplessly:
"Please, can't you trust me a little more? In this wild place, can I think of any place to betray Rohan?"

"It's Lord Luohan, you'd better show some respect."

The captain of the Silver Mist Guard - Mars looked at Mekasha with some dissatisfaction, obviously very dissatisfied with this sorceress who is full of misfits everywhere.

"Our task is not to play around with you. After sending you back, we still need to deal with other periods."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"...No comment, your task is to eat, drink, have fun, and then go back with us obediently."

Mars indifferently rejected all of Merkasha's questions, and then went down the stairs to the dock at the bottom of the Black Ark, and began to prepare the materials needed to enter the Westeros continent.

After all, unlike Mekasa, who was purely playful, Mars and the other Pendor soldiers were all members of the Inquisition sent by Daario to investigate Westeros intelligence!

According to Daario's request, their task is to use all means to collect relevant information, and at the same time cultivate the local 'leading party' as much as possible to become spies.

And besides their team, Daario also entrusted him with the command of more than 100 Tribunal members who came randomly, which can be said to be a heavy responsibility.

This is why Mars is so dissatisfied with Mekasha. After all, a guy like this who has no piety towards Rohan and Ms. Misty is simply a heretic!
"Really boring……"

Seeing all the soldiers waiting for her seriously, Mekasha couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and then jumped onto the landing ship with her skirt lifted.

In order to show the glory of the Mist Lady, Mekasha did not wear the sorceress' uniform that exposed her figure, but chose a purple robe similar to that of the Asur elves.

Coupled with the olive branch laurel wreath she wears and the staff with a faint red glow in her hand, Mekasha at this time is as gorgeous as a noble female Sapphire mage!
Seeing that the dawdling Mekasha finally boarded the boat, Mars in military uniform patted the shoulder of the entourage beside him and said:
"lets go."

"Understood, the oars have been activated, and everyone is ready for battle."

As the soldiers activated the magic array in the cabin, the enchanted oars began to paddle continuously in the icy sea water, gliding rapidly on the sea surface at an unattainable speed.

And the northerners on Bear Island obviously also noticed this high-speed warship rushing out of the 'strange floating island', so they all shouted in horror:
"That must be the legendary White Walkers, they used some kind of magic to float the island!"

"It may also be the Drowned God of the Iron Islands. This island must be a warship used by the Ironborn to plunder the ocean!"

"Whatever those things are, what do we do now?"

Looking at the Viking-style dragon boat in the distance that can row the oars without relying on human power, even the lord of Bear Island——Madame Meiji's eyes flashed with surprise.

However, Mrs. Meiji is worthy of being a heroine in Xiongdao, and after hesitating for a moment, she decisively ordered to everyone:

"Prepare for me to fight. Don't be the first to attack. We should not be the opponents of these people. Let's see what the other party's purpose is!"

In her opinion, the opponent was a powerful force that could suspend the island above the sea, and a remote place like Bear Island was not worth the opponent's plundering at all.

But if the other party really has plans for Bear Island, then even if the Mormont family is wiped out here, half of the other party's teeth will be broken!
Thinking of this, Mei Ji shook the battle ax in her hand, and said to a tall female warrior next to her:
"Daisy, you go and take all your sisters to the dark cellar and hide them. Don't come out without my order. Do you understand?"

"……I see."

Looking at her mother's slightly thin but firm figure like a rock, Daisy's eyes were slightly rosy, but she also knew that her mother's decision was correct.

But the two of them didn't know at this time, although there was nothing to be picky about Madam Meiji's approach, there were still two obvious small mistakes:

First of all, even if all the old and weak women and children on Bear Island took up arms to fight, even if the number was ten times larger, it would be difficult to break the teeth of the Black Ark.

Secondly, the people who came to Bear Island from the Black Ark to negotiate were not human...or not all human:
"Hello, free missionary to understand?"

Looking at the barbaric humans on the coast holding harpoons and hatchets, Mekasha not only did not feel the threat posed by them, but even felt that these weapons were a little cute.

After all, even in Grand Town, work such as harpooning and logging is usually left to slaves, and there is no need for elves to ask.

As the most prosperous magic capital in Naggaroth, all the supplies of Gorond depend on buying from other places, so Mekasha has never seen such a fishing process. .

What's more, even in the Drucci society, safe fish farms and small black arks for fishing that need to deal with the threat of deep-sea sea dragons are the first choice of the Drucci elves.

What's more, the sea area of ​​Naggaroth is not safe. Various chaotic sharks and abyssal sirens with a length of [-] meters are enough to reduce any wooden ocean-going ship to waste.

Primitive offshore fishing gear such as harpoons and canoes were only rumored in the ancient times when chaos had not yet appeared, and they were prehistoric tools in the true sense!
What could be more exciting to scholars than being able to observe primitive societies up close?
"Is that the legendary harpoon? Did the Ark pirates use this tool to hunt sea dragons?"

"This is... a canoe that only existed in the era of peace ten thousand years ago, and can be steered by only one elf?!"

"I didn't expect that everything in the book was true. Could it be that the place called the Sigmar Empire is as backward as this place? I guess Kislev is more comfortable than the people here, right?"

At this time, Mekasha is like a rich second-generation local tyrant entering the countryside, and she is very curious about everything on Bear Island.

While Mekasha was looking at everything on Bear Island curiously, Mrs. Meggie and the warriors of the Mormont family were also watching the Inquisition warriors on the landing craft.

Looking at the steel armors on the servants around Mekasha and the black dragon pattern on their robes, Mrs. Meiji couldn't help but frowned and murmured:
"The black dragon banner that has never been seen before... Could it be that the remnants of the Targaryen family overseas have returned to Westeros?"

Hearing Mrs. Maggie mentioning the Targaryen family, the faces of the surrounding Bear Island soldiers immediately became tense, and even the surrounding people showed panic in their eyes.

Is the history of the Targaryen family conquering Westeros with three dragons a hundred years ago repeating itself?

Mrs. Mayge's face was serious. As the patriarch of the Mormont family loyal to the guardian of the north, he knew far more news than the ordinary people around him.

According to news from Winterfell, Robb Stark, the eldest son of the Stark family, was attacked by unknown forces and was rescued by a white-haired witch who could use magic.

Although Mrs. Mayge didn't know what connection the white-haired girl had with the Targaryen family, after seeing the soldiers in black dragon-pattern burqas in front of her, she always felt that there was some kind of conspiracy.

After all, if a white-haired woman appears alone, it may be a coincidence, and it may also be a coincidence that a faction using the black dragon flag appears alone.

But if the two coincidences are superimposed, the situation is different!

"I am the head of the Mormont family of Bear Island—Maggie Mormont, who are you and why are you here?"

Looking at the Inquisitorial soldiers who jumped off the dragon boat, Mrs. Meiji stood on the beach holding a battle ax and a shield, and she had a sense of sight of a tragic sacrifice.

She has decided that if the visitors are really hostile Targaryen family troops, then even if the entire Bear Island is sacrificed, the information must be passed on to Winterfell!
"Didn't I just say that we are here to spread the faith, how do you say that...for peace and love!"

Looking at the woman in front of her who was determined to die, the surrounding Inquisition Court soldiers subconsciously put their hands on their weapons, and then turned aside Mars next to him.

Mars looked at Mekasha, who was still talking nonsense, and couldn't help but secretly sighed. This female elf is really unreliable.

What peace and love, we are the Drucci elves, how could we need such things!
He casually pulled the obstructive female elf who was not good at speech to the back, and Mars, who was dressed in gorgeous silver armor, also jumped off the landing craft, took out a bulging purse from his arms and threw it to Mrs. Meiji, and then said indifferently:

"We are missionaries, entertain us with your best food and rooms, we will bring you civilization and faith, and help you live better in the future."

"Are you kidding, do you think you are the king... Come with me!"

Mrs. Meiji refuted Mars very forcefully, and after looking at the purse full of gold coins in her arms, she took the initiative to lead everyone to Bear Castle.

It's not because she has no ambition, it's because she just glanced at the purse just now, and she already knows that the money in it is higher than the annual tax of the entire Bear Island!
No way, Bear Island is too poor, otherwise the former Mormont patriarch, Jorah Mormont, would not have traded slaves for the extravagant life of his wife.

What's more, Mrs. Mei Ji has also seen that even if the defenders on Bear Island alone can defeat these dozen or so heavily armed soldiers, they probably won't be able to face the revenge on that floating island.

That being the case, it's better to meet the other party's needs as much as possible, and then find a way to collect the other party's information, and then report it to Winterfell.

"I didn't expect the local lord to be quite enthusiastic, and actually invited us to be guests at home?"

"Stop messing around, don't forget that we are here to preach, and we don't have much time to play around here."

Madam Meiji, who was walking in front, turned her head quietly, looked at the giggling Mekasha and the heavily armed Inquisition Court soldiers, and couldn't help but secretly sighed.

Lord Ed, I don't know if the Mormont family can continue to serve you in the future.

In this way, except for a fun elf who didn't care about the task at all, the two teams of people with their own ghosts walked towards the wooden castle in the center of Bear Island.

———The Land Beyond the Wall, somewhere in the Fist of the First Men

"finally reached……"

A person covered in burnt ashes slowly crawled out of the snow, looking at the savage camp full of life in the distance, his blue eyes were full of joy.

He is a different ghost, to be precise, he is a strange ghost who has just been revived by special means!

Just a few days ago, he was just a young freeman named 'Hawk', who was gathering the remnants of the wildlings around him under the organization of several Surn survivors.

However, in less than two days, tens of thousands of ghouls destroyed the camp that he and his companions worked so hard to build, and even he himself was pierced by an ice sword, so he could only stay where he was and wait to die.

However, at this extremely critical moment, a green-skinned girl covered by green leaves suddenly appeared, and stuffed an unknown stone into his heart.

"It's so ugly, I never thought I would become a member of the white ghost... It's the biggest joke the gods have ever played on me!"

Looking at his pale hands and skin damaged by dragon flames, Hawke couldn't help laughing at himself, and then staggered towards the savage's camp with difficulty.

Recalling the flying dragons he saw some time ago, and the terrifying army that could crush the white ghosts, Hawke couldn't help speeding up his pace.

Mance must be notified that creatures more terrifying than white ghosts have appeared!
(End of this chapter)