Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 303 Class
Lasker knocked on the red-painted oak door with trepidation. In his hometown, this kind of door is rare, because it is difficult for plants to survive in the northern permafrost, let alone precious wood. paint render decoration.

After waiting for a while, there was a creaking sound. A middle-aged strong man with a thick beard and a red face opened the door. When he saw that it was Lasker, he immediately called out happily,

"Look who is here? The hero Laskol who beheaded the Kurgan wizard on the battlefield."

After speaking, immediately give the officer a bear hug, showing the closeness of the two.

"I'm glad to see you too, Uncle Romonlossov."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and when they saw Lasker with wine in his hand, the red-faced man immediately asked him to enter the house immediately. The wine in Kislev City is not easy to buy now, and it seems that today they can drink freely.

When they came to a room with a fireplace, there were already several people gathered around the long table. The big bread, roast leg of lamb, and sausages all exuded tempting aromas, but what attracted Lasker’s attention the most was undoubtedly The familiar figure sitting on the left hadn't seen her for several months, and she was still as beautiful and moving as usual.

Seeing that the hero who beheaded the Kurgan wizard came here, several people immediately greeted Raskol to sit down quickly, so he sat opposite to his sweetheart, but before he had time to take a good look, he was pulled Drinking.

A table of people began to ask how he killed the Kurgan wizard, whether he was protected by Esun, or some kind of power made him explode in an instant, just like a mother bear protecting her cubs.

So Raskol could only intermittently explain some things on the battlefield. As a pioneer, he always stayed at the forefront, fighting with a big sword and shield. Normally, he would definitely not be able to meet a wizard, but When Prager fell, who knows, a wizard fell in front of him because he didn't pay attention when he was escaping. After setting off a few fireballs, his head was chopped off.

Although this is quite dramatic, it undoubtedly attracts more attention, and people have asked him whether he will be promoted and make a fortune next time.

"Next, I should be transferred to Guspoda Palace to serve as a guard." As he spoke, Lasker glanced sideways at the reaction of his sweetheart, Goncharova, and found that she was also full of admiration. After all, such an achievement But not everyone can do it.

Feeling satisfied with the vanity in his heart, Lasker turned his head and looked at the silent man beside him, "Mazov, what are your plans next?"

The silent man took a big gulp of kvass. He was Goncharova's younger brother and a soldier who participated in the great jihad.

"I heard that the elves are recruiting mercenaries, so I plan to try it."

These words made the lively atmosphere instantly cool down. Even the high temperature and hot air from the fireplace did not revive the atmosphere. After a moment of silence, it was the big red-faced man who opened the door that broke the stalemate.
"Those elves are not kind. I heard that many soldiers who wanted to inspect the cursed city were killed by them. Moreover, they fought at the other end of the world. They have been hired for such a long time. How can they survive?"

Mazov, holding a big leba, nodded to show that he knew,

"Indeed, those elves are indeed not kind. I saw with my own eyes that a few people who were too close to the cursed city were killed, but that was after they didn't heed the warning. Those who honestly went to pick up waste would not be in this danger."

While speaking, he glanced at Lasker vaguely, and then continued,
"And I also want to go out and make a living. Kislev is quite boring after staying for a long time, not to mention that the elves are paid a lot. As long as I can come back successfully, I can also buy a manor and become the owner."

Several people at the long table did not speak. Mazov’s father was killed in a conflict with the gangsters, and his mother disappeared for no reason. Perhaps in some civilized countries, gangsters dare not do anything to the families of soldiers, but when your superiors When you are a gang member, there is something impossible to happen.

Raskol, who was active in thinking, saw that the atmosphere was not right, so he immediately changed the subject and looked at Goncharova on the opposite side.
"How is Goncharova doing this time? I've been busy with the military and haven't seen you for the past few months."

His acquaintance with Goncharova can be said to be an accident. After all, who would have thought that on the first day he was transferred to Kislev, he would meet a girl who was hunted down by wolves, and then a country bumpkin from the far north , rescued the girl just like the story, and was invited to be a guest at home, so that the soldier also found a sense of nostalgia in an unfamiliar environment.

Before Goncharova could speak, the girl beside her had already answered for her, "Goncharova has had a very good time these days, the little Boye of the Gateyelokin family has taken a fancy to her, maybe After a while, you will be able to enter the manor and become a wife."

These words made the girl's face turn red, and she immediately beat up her close friend. The scene was extremely lively, but it made Rasker's heart chill, and the hand in his pocket tightly held the delicate Iraqi. Theramar silver ring.

The Gat Yelokin family is a nobleman who has served the tsar for hundreds of years. It is impossible for him to grab that little Boyer. The gap between the two can only be said to be as big as Thor's thunder and a child's firecrackers.

He couldn't help but glanced at Mazov, asked what was going on, and clearly agreed to help keep Goncharova in check.

But Mazov didn't seem to notice this look, and just continued to pick up the wine glass, intending to use this silent carnival to cover up the grief in his heart.

After the banquet, the originally lively room became deserted. As the host, Goncharova's father was already lying on the ground, and several women were cleaning up the long table. Laskoll said that he still had some tasks to do, so excuse me. , and then signaled Mazov to follow.

The two left the red oak door and entered the broken street. After a long time, Raskol turned around and grabbed Mazov by the collar, pressing him against the wall. friend,

"Why? Give me an explanation, why didn't you tell me about it?"

Mazov, who was pressed against the wall, looked very calm, and he didn't seem to be surprised by his friend's anger. He looked straight into those red eyes,
"So what if I tell you, you have the ability to get back what you lost? Or, it wasn't yours in the first place, recognize the reality, Laskoll! You know what Romon Losov is people!"

This remark stunned Raskol. He knew who Romon Losov was. Perhaps no one knew better than him. Coveting power and wealth, cowardice and cowardice can all be found in that big red-faced man. Perhaps it has a lot to do with the death of Mazov's father. After all, the temptation of money is enough to surpass decades of friendship.

Taking a few deep breaths, Raskol let go of his grip on Mazov's collar. This matter should really not be told to himself, because it would be useless to say it, and Goncharova also inherited some of her father's character, If she chooses to block her affairs with the little Boye of the Gaite Yeluojin family, she may still blame herself, because those memories are so beautiful that she has been willing to be deceived in the illusion created by herself.

(End of this chapter)