Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 164

Being followed by a beautiful lady is a happy thing for most Bretonnian men, but Roel, who has seen an elf girl, has no feeling for ordinary women.

What's more, most of the comments about the Holy Grail girl's personal virtues are not good.

And Roel is still holding the tome left by Nagash in his hand. There is no doubt that he is not qualified for God's Choice, so.

"Get away!" When he pushed the lady's servant away again, Nok and the other knights couldn't stand it any longer. Although this is a palace and theoretically very private, bullying the lady is not in line with knight behavior.

"That's enough! Roel, brother, take this lady for a walk around the territory, and treat it as my order!" Noke said, the big gold master, Roel had no choice but to sigh.

"Listen, I don't need a servant, I don't need help, and I'm not in the mood for a relationship. If you think you can help me, then start now."

"I need to patrol the territory. If a lady like you can endure beastmen or green skins, follow me."

"Understand?"

Roel's tone was still bad, he even deliberately took the girl to the wild, of course the Holy Grail girl would not be afraid.

"Okay, my lord." She put her arms on her chest, polite and elegant.

She even has a handsome white horse, and when she sits on it, people in the whole territory can't help but look sideways at her.

And most people knew that Mr. Roel was of marriageable age, and now such a lady was around, which made them guess for a while.

Gossip is human's talent, nature, nature... In short, it is an indispensable thing, especially a Holy Grail lady can't talk about marriage, which makes this topic a lot more authentic.

Roel rode ahead on a mule, and didn't notice people's discussions at all. Instead, the cheeks of the girl who heard all kinds of gossip behind her blushed.

"My lord...I..."

The lady blushed and spoke, but Roel immediately answered. "Go back if you can't stand it."

He choked her for a moment, and couldn't speak for a long time, only uttered one sentence. "My name is Lianli."

"Okay, Miss Lianli, let's go out." They had already reached the gate of the city, and when the guards opened the gate, the lady asked again.

"Don't you bring other people? Patrol alone?" She has seen many lords, loyal, treacherous, smart, and weak, but they all care about whether they can survive.

Even if you go out, you must bring a lot of attendants just to walk through the city, lest assassins or mobs take their precious lives.

Roel just combed his waist. "I like only one person."

When he ended the topic again, he walked around the land corrupted by vampires. There were countless stories buried in the dark soil. Although the pedestrians coming and going were afraid of the land here, they had full confidence in Nock and Roel.

When they saw Roel approaching, whether it was a merchant or a farmer, they would bow and salute, even if they passed by, even if there were no guards and attendants to make them submit.

The girl watched from behind, keeping such "abnormality" in her heart, because she came here after a long journey, just for the specialness of this man.

When they left the path of normal human beings and came to the place where the Dimensional Stone was shattered on the battlefield, although the Dimensional Stone here had been taken away by Necromancer Pete, the influence of the chaotic magic was still there.

In just a short period of time, twisted and grotesque trees grew abnormally here, and strange sounds rang out from time to time in this dense forest.

But as real creations of chaos and filth, they are still very weak. This is Bretonnia, far away from the portals of the two poles, and there is no evil moon approaching. The magic power of the warp stone seems powerless to this huge land.

The guards guarding here are constantly burning the filthy forest with flames to ensure that this place will not spread too much, but that's all, the flames cannot go deep into the corrupted place and clean up the evil inside.

"My lord, you are here. Strange creatures have settled in this evil forest again. They can use terrible magic and prevent soldiers from approaching." The guard reported another bad news when he saw Roel coming, and the magic power of chaos attracted newcomers monsters live in it.

"This is the case with demons and chaos. It's like psoriasis when it falls to the ground."

Roel dismounted and took up his gun. "Where is the demon, I will deal with it."

The soldiers were overjoyed, but still volunteered, wanting to kill those disgusting things with Roel, but the Holy Grail girl spoke up.

"It's okay, let me do it." She spread her arms, the wind of life swam in the air, her blue pupils turned into dark green, and a lot of magic power finally attached to the torch in the soldier's hand.

She wiped the sweat from her brow, looking rather weak, and called the soldiers again. "Sir, how about trying the flame now?"

The soldiers were stunned by such a miracle, and Roel curled his lips in dissatisfaction. He can do it too, but it's just not convenient.

When the guards put the torches on the filthy vegetation, those horrible things seemed to have seen a natural enemy... No, it should be said to be infected with the magic power of the eight winds, and saw the real flame.

It was probably equivalent to the flames burning their physical existence before, but the real magical core was absolutely not destroyed, resulting in still dense.

Now the magic power of life is attached to the raging flames, and the dark green flames burn it completely, and the dark twisted dead branches instantly turn into dust, and the soldiers who are watching can't close their mouths.

But it was an excellent object of observation for Roel. If the girl was not still here, he would probably have opened his notes to record how the creation of chaotic magic power was destroyed by the eight winds of the real world.

In this way, the fierce flames burned all the way. Seen from above, this dense forest dissipated quickly like fluff that had been ignited.

Soon the farmers also noticed the situation here, and the passers-by were also full of fear for the forest created by the war, and had to express their expectations for the miracle of today.

The girl also stood confidently and proudly on the side of the road, preaching to all passers-by who saw the situation, promoting the greatness of the lady, and the idea that the demons would definitely be defeated by the knights.

Roel has always been vigilant about the forest, because he has not forgotten that there are aborigines in this forest. Although he doesn't know what it looks like, it is not the time to celebrate.

When the flames burned to the core area of ​​the forest, there was a sudden low panting sound. It was a huge wild boar with rock skin, almost two people tall, covered in flames in an instant, and crashed out of the forest.

The dead trees were scattered, flying around the plain with green flames, and the farmers scattered in panic. Only the lady who was still preaching to the crowd didn't notice the situation.

When she turned around, the wild boar might have sensed the source of the magic power of the flames and charged at her. The girl's face turned pale and she stayed where she was.

Fortunately, Roel had been on guard for a long time, and a billowing black thing fell in front of the wild boar.

There was a rumbling, a puff of black smoke, only the girl looked at Roel, grateful, adoring... and the slightest bit of admiration was still clearly visible.

(End of this chapter)