The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 524: I’m going to die from vomiting...

"Ange? How's that kid doing lately?"

Hearing Ms. Mist mention Ange's name, Rohan couldn't help but recall his first personal guard captain, and a faint smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

As a shadow who once worked as a mercenary to seek war among various fear lords, Ange was already an experienced veteran warrior before becoming Rohan's mercenary captain.

After being blessed by the Lady of the Mist to become a Silver Mist Hunter, Ange became a devout martyr, and unfortunately died under the sword of the Noldor elves in the subsequent Pendor Unification War.

Fortunately, the Misty Lady was able to resurrect Ange's body, as his soul was contained within the Blade of Gwendalion.

After that, Ange personally led a Pendor expedition to the southern kingdom under the orders of Rohan and Lady of the Mist, waiting for an opportunity to cause trouble for the Bretonnian kingdom controlled by Lilith in the north.

According to what Rohan and Ms. Mist imagined at the time, Ange would organize a peasant uprising army there to oppose feudal tyranny. At the same time, with the assistance of the Pendor expeditionary force, disrupting Bretonnia would not be a dream.

The knights of Bretonnia are indeed strong, but the Mist Walkers are not vegetarians either!

But now Ms. Misty actually comes to the door. Is there something wrong with their plan?

"During your absence, Ange's performance in the Southern Kingdom was indeed remarkable. Many farmers chose to revolt against their lords, causing considerable chaos in Bretonnia."

Lady Mist's beautiful eyes hidden under the veil were flashing with approval, and she was obviously very satisfied with the strategic direction of the Southern Kingdom.

Ms. Misty couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in her heart at the thought of that little bitch Lilith being incompetently furious in her palace.

And for Ange's efforts over the years, Ms. Mist naturally sees it, otherwise she would not go all the way to seek help from Rohan just to save a chosen one:

"But some time ago, Orion's autumn hunting started again, so I asked Ange to withdraw all the rebels currently under his command to the Southern Kingdom to prevent any mishaps from the wood elves' hunting.

However, by the spring of next year, I lost contact with Ange in the Southern Kingdom, and I could not find any trace of them throughout the Southern Kingdom, so I came back to ask for your help. "

Having said this, Ms. Misty couldn't help but take a closer look at Rohan, who was as strong as a little sun in front of her, and at the same time couldn't help but feel a burst of emotion in her heart.

Once upon a time, that little elf who was hiding under her skirt and shivering has now transformed into such a powerful person that she has even begun to explore the path of becoming a god!

However, thinking that Luo Han was in a sense a descendant that she had trained by herself, Ms. Misty, who was still a little disappointed, felt filled with a sense of accomplishment as she had grown up.

However, at this time, Lohan did not notice Ms. Misty's doting eyes, because his attention was completely attracted by what Ms. Misty said just now:

"Ange is missing?"

Regarding the news brought by Ms. Mist, Rohan was also filled with surprise and surprise, and at the same time he began to think about what this matter actually meant.

The Southern Kingdom, if converted to the terrain area in its previous life, is the Apennine Peninsula area where Italy is located, and has always been famous in the world for its mercenaries of different types and races.

There are not only common human mercenaries, dwarves and elf mercenaries from all over the world, but also vampire mercenaries from the Sigma Empire and extremely rare green-skinned orc mercenaries!

Because of this, the Pende Expeditionary Force led by Ange is not very conspicuous in this area, and at the same time, it will not be suspected by other forces.

But now that Ange and his expeditionary force have mysteriously disappeared in this area, the situation is obviously no longer a common mercenary war:

First of all, the first possibility is that Lilith of Bretonnia or the Horned Rat of the Demon Rat City intervened, which would eventually cause Ange to lose contact with Lady Mist.

There is no doubt that the possibility of this happening is very high. After all, with the strength of Lilith or the Horned Rat, it is really easy to deal with a team led by the Mist Walker.

With their actions, Ange, whose strength is only the Chosen One, obviously has no room to fight back against them. It is very likely that he will disappear without a trace in the Southern Kingdom.

But obviously, this choice is also the most difficult one!

You must know that the distance between the Southern Kingdom and the Kingdom of Yris, where Ms. Misty is located, is actually not that far away. The distance between the two sides is only a strait, so it is difficult for any movement to go unnoticed.

What's more, the Lady of the Mist has greatly improved in strength over the years. Let alone the Horned Rat, even if Lilith comes in person, she still has to hold back her unhappiness and put on a smile to greet the Lady of the Mist.

With equal strength, being able to hide from the Lady of the Mist and quietly eliminate Ange is, in a sense, as difficult as defeating Khorne, deceiving Tzeentch, poisoning Nurgle, and conquering Slaanesh!

As for the second possibility, that guy Ange was probably assassinated before he could react, which was why Ms. Mist failed to discover the other party's disconnection at the first time.

After all, it was winter at that time, and Ms. Misty focused more on improving her own strength, so her attention to the Southern Kingdom would inevitably decrease.

In this case, there is only one possibility for an enemy who has an extraordinary resentment towards the Lady of the Mist, and who can also kill the Chosen One with one strike like Ange, whose strength far exceeds that of ordinary people:

"The Essien clan!"

————A few weeks ago, Southern Kingdom

Since the location of the Southern Kingdom is far away from the chaos portals at the north and south poles, the magical wind in this area is not as strong as in other areas.

In the Badlands and surrounding areas of the Southern Kingdoms, traces of Chaos corruption and daemons have been almost eliminated as the winds of magic have been unable to reach these remote areas near the equator.

Of course, this also resulted in the military strength of the southern kingdom being much weaker than that of the Sigma Empire in the north, which often had to fight against Chaos, and the Kingdom of Bretonnia, where vampire wars broke out all year round.

There are developed handicraft industries and advanced production machines everywhere here. Even in villages located on the outskirts, there are rarely reports of attacks. At most, there are only scattered greenskin tribes and bandits.

Of course, the excellent environment also made the local nobles refuse to use most of the collected taxes to maintain the army. After all, wouldn't it be nice to use the money to improve the quality of life of the nobles and wealthy businessmen? The free money is actually used to protect civilians and commit crimes!

Of course, even if the ecological environment of the Southern Kingdom is so superior, it is inevitable that some green-skinned warlords from bad lands will come to harass them. Therefore, mercenaries who can be recruited in large numbers at short notice have naturally become the best choice for nobles and wealthy businessmen.

If Ange wanted to lead a large army and not be suspected in the Southern Kingdom, then becoming a mercenary would naturally be the best choice.

On this basis, if the Pendor Expeditionary Force still wants to go to the Kingdom of Bretonnia to deal with those knights, it will inevitably need a legitimate vest to handle this matter.

In a country like the Southern Kingdom where mercenary culture is prevalent, what could be a more reliable reason than those noble employers who have a blood feud with the Kingdom of Bretonnia:

"In this Northern Expedition, farmers from more than thirty-four villages chose to join us to resist their knight lords, and we have successfully captured three castles on the border."

"Hahaha, as expected of the elves from the mysterious island of Ulthuan, they were able to cause such serious trauma to Bretonnia in such a short period of time. This money is really worth it!"

"Haha, you short-lived people are really interesting, but since you think the money is well spent, I won't say anything more."

Located in a city hall somewhere in the Southern Kingdom, Ange, who was dressed in military uniform, was looking at the fat nobleman in front of him who was laughing wildly with a arrogant look, resolutely portraying the high elf's expression vividly.

However, it is true that there are not many jobs that can go to Bretonnia for legal reasons to incite various uprisings and riots, and can also be paid based on performance.

Hearing Ange's teasing, the fat noble sitting in the seat stopped the smile on his face, and immediately showed an angry expression and cursed:

"Hmph, those knights of Bretonnia always pretend to be righteous and awe-inspiring, but they have used various reasons to launch war against the Southern Kingdom. After all, are they not here for money?

These sanctimonious hypocrites deserve to die, along with their damn Lady of the Lake! "

As a noble of the Southern Kingdom, the main reason why he has such opinions about the knights of Bretonnia is the war that Bretonnia once launched against the Southern Kingdom.

Unfortunately, his family died in the battle against the charge of the Bretonnian knights!

For the elves, the narrow meaning of Bretonnia may actually be just slightly stronger human cavalry. Whether it is spearmen, eternal guards, or fear spearmen, they can easily resist it.

But to other humans, each of these chivalrous knights who formed a cone formation and launched a fearless charge was an unstoppable iron can!

Human shoulders and arms alone could not stop the blindfolded charging horses with spears, and the iron-clad wooden shields could not even break the heavy lances of the knights.

Once the two sides enter a state of close combat, even if the situation is favorable, it will soon turn into a meaningless massacre!

"I don't care about the hatred between you and Bretonnia, human noble, winter is coming, and we will leave here soon, so you must seize the time to settle our accounts quickly!"

Faced with the accusation from the obese noble, Ange just shook his head indifferently. As a dark elf, he had seen all kinds of human tragedies, and such pain was nothing more than pediatrics.

He just wants to seize the time and follow Lady Mist's order to leave the Southern Kingdom. He has no interest in the entanglements between humans.

Faced with this situation, the fat noble just glanced at the arrogant elf in front of him with meaningful eyes, then sat on his seat without caring, waved his hand and said:

"Don't worry, I've already asked someone to send the reward you need to your troops. I think you can still be sure of my credit, right?"

"Heh, I don't think you want to see me coming to you again with a knife to demand payment."

Ange snorted and turned around to leave the fat noble's palace. Now he just wanted to leave this luxurious and disgusting palace as soon as possible and return to the place that truly belonged to him.

The fat nobleman, on the other hand, didn't care about the other person's offensive behavior. He just kept swaying his transparent crystal wine glass and narrowed his eyes at the other person's retreating back.

Are elves afraid of winter?

There is no doubt that the Southern Kingdom has been studying this powerful and mysterious long-lived race for a long time, and scholars from all over the world have already given their answers.

What's more, being able to become a noble of the Southern Kingdom must not be an ordinary person. The fat noble was looking meaningfully at the marked map of Bretonnia in front of him and murmured:

"Haha, it's really interesting. I just wonder how long I can use such an indestructible elf blade?"

As a knowledgeable nobleman, although his figure meant that he could not sit on a horse and gallop on the battlefield, his impressive experience also meant that he was no ordinary person.

The strict discipline and strength of Ange's group of mercenaries far exceeded his imagination. Even the most powerful mercenary group in the Southern Kingdom rarely could compete with them.

So under this premise, there is no doubt that there is only one possibility for these unknown armies from the continent called Pande, and that is the regular army!

After all, with such a low-priced mercenary group, even if you look at the whole world, you probably won't be able to find such a high-quality and cheap one, right?

And that Ange also showed his extreme disgust for Bretonnia, so there is only one possible situation for this to happen:

This is a regular force from a distant unknown continent. Their so-called mercenary status is just their lie, and their real purpose is those damn Bretonnians!

But even so, the fat noble didn't care about the existence and purpose of the Pendor expedition. For him, whose family was ruined, as long as these damn Bretonnians paid the price, no matter what he was asked to do...

brush~

In a daze, he seemed to see a green light flashing past the corner of the hall, and then lost consciousness forever.

I don’t know what my last thought is:

"Damn it, why are there rats in my palace? What are those damn guards and nannies doing to eat?!"

　PS: I’m vomiting and having diarrhea and I’m constantly shivering. Am I going to get cold?

　　

　

(End of this chapter)