When Chagatai said he was leaving, Veronica didn't even react, but Chagatai had already turned around and bent over to tie the Yanyang Sword to Soshyan's waist, and then put him on his shoulders.
"This is what I want."
"I am not a doctor. I can only temporarily suppress the subspace curse in his body. You must do it yourself to truly remove the poison of Nurgle."
"I?"
"Let's go, you'll know when we get there."
With that said, Chagatai walked out of the tent, followed by Veronica, and the two came to the river.
In fact, as soon as she walked out of the tent, Veronica heard the sound of a flute coming and going, clearer and louder, and even the clouds in the sky stopped.
She turned her head and saw a light yellow papyrus boat coming upstream of the river. A tall and elegant figure stood on the bow of the boat, holding a bone flute in his hand and playing, but his whole face was covered
Behind a strange golden mask.
"he is......."
The speed of the boat seemed slow, but it was already close in a few breaths. Then the sound of the flute stopped, and the boat hit the shore. The person on the bow walked gracefully, and the clothes he lifted were as light as snow, and there were many ornaments on the golden edge.
Against the background, it looks graceful, luxurious and magnanimous.
Looking at the man's mask, Veronica felt awe-struck in her heart. The man gave her a feeling very similar to that of her mentor, with a temperament as deep as the sea, or even better.
The visitor walked past Veronica and came to Chagatai, glanced at Soshyan on the other party's shoulder, and then whispered:
"Sorry to trouble you."
Chagatai nodded without saying anything and walked over to put Soshyan on the boat. Only then did Veronica notice that there was a boatman in a brown robe at the stern of the boat.
Although the other party's face was hidden under the hood, judging from the long blond hair and white palms exposed, she should be a woman.
At this time, the Bewitcher had turned around to return to the ship, and when passing by Veronica, he said something.
"Let's go."
Although Veronica had all kinds of doubts in her mind, looking at Hetai's attitude, it seemed that the other party would not be unfavorable to Soshyan, so she followed him.
When they boarded the boat, the boatman extended his hand to help her. Only then did Veronica see her face clearly - she was a very beautiful young human woman with bright teeth, bright eyes and a warm smile on her face.
Smile.
For some reason, the other person's face reminded Veronica of the human churches she had visited and the winged women on the magnificent murals she had seen.
According to the priests, they seem to be called living saints.
"Thanks."
Veronica's thanks went unanswered, and as the flute sounded again, the boatman shook the oar, and the boat continued to drift down the river, drifting toward unknown distances.
At this time, Chagatai Khan had returned to his tent. He took out the piano again, but played a chilling tune and hummed softly——
Come back, the great era
Changshengtian gives us an era of glory
Division will only lead to death in the wolf's belly
unite
unite
Years fly by like arrows
The ideal is also getting further and further away
Come back, the great era
Changshengtian gives us an era of glory
Division will only lead to death in the wolf's belly
Unite
Unite
Who has bound you?
The Eagle of Chogolis
Come back and become strong and great
Spread your wings and soar, your blood boils
The night will not come
The whole world will tremble
When the eye of the sun boils
When the blood of the nomads returns to the earth
Where will the glory remain?
Where is the waving battle flag?
Where are the running descendants?
Don't sigh, don't be sad
Forged in fire and ice
Break the hand of darkness that blinds your eyes
Sing loudly to kill the enemy and eradicate the roots
Huh--------
Come back, the great era
Changshengtian gives us an era of glory
Division will only lead to death in the wolf's belly
Unite!
Unite!
Before the song ended, the distant howl of wolves suddenly sounded, followed by the neighing of horses and the sound of horse hoofs trampling the earth, but this did not stop the howling of wolves approaching.
Suddenly, the tent door curtain was suddenly opened, and a gust of cold wind mixed with ice shards flew into the tent. Although it was quickly wiped away by the temperature inside, it still caused the temperature in the tent to suddenly drop a lot.
Chaghatai removed his hand from the strings and put it aside. He looked up at the tall figure standing at the entrance of the tent. Biting chill and anger broke out on the other person at the same time. Two giant wolves were at his feet.
Roaring low, one end is as white as snow, and the other is as black as night.
This is a majestic and wild warrior, with long, messy brass-colored hair and a few careless rough braids. His broad face is like frost that never melts, and his sharp gray eyes are cold and ruthless.
It's like a sharp blade polished by violent melting.
The heavy iron-gray armor he wore was covered with original carvings and incantations. Black wolf skin surrounded his broad shoulders. There were wolf hangings around the breastplate with wild wolf patterns and around his neck.
An amulet made of teeth and bones, a huge sword hanging on his waist, the hilt covered with runes, allowing the winter ice to cling to the blade.
Appearing outside the tent, it was one of the missing Primarchs of the Empire, the Lord of the Sixth Legion, the Wolf King of Fenris, Leman Russ!
"Long time no see, brother."
Although Chagatai's tone was calm and friendly, the other party did not appreciate it and asked angrily:
"You let her go!"
Chagatai just smiled slightly and shook his head.
"No."
"No? Then where is she!"
"she left."
"I don't have time to play word games with you right now, Jaghatai!"
"She left on her own."
"you--"
Apparently Jaghatai's attitude completely angered the Wolf King. He took a sharp breath and grinned, exposing his terrifying canine teeth, really like an angry wild wolf.
Chagatai just waved his hand gently and said comfortingly:
"Be patient, brother, didn't you have a great time with Asulman?"
"What kind of bullshit is the Hand of Asuryan? He is worthy of being my opponent? I'm just too lazy to continue to argue with him! Don't change the subject, why don't you kill that Eldar."
"Unlike you, my sword only kills people who deserve to die."
"I'm warning you, Jaghatai, don't continue to show off your hypocritical face in front of me! No matter what her identity is, as long as she is an alien, then death will not be a pity!"
"Then you want to kill her just because she is an alien?"
Chagatai's words seemed to have hit the nail on the head. The other party did not reply for a moment, but just narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at his brother.
Khan was not afraid of the other party's gaze. He raised his head and laughed, shaking his head and saying:
"I know that you have been in contact with those people, and I have no intention of intervening in your plans, but Riemann, I hope you can be more sensible. You and I are very clear about my father's current situation. It is really difficult to forcefully change the status quo.
Is there bound to be a good outcome?”
"Then just keep sitting!"
The Wolf King did not want to continue the meaningless exchange of words and turned to leave, but was stopped by Chagatai.
"Riemann! No matter what, he is our brother! Haven't you done enough of those things?"
Ruth turned his head slightly, and his ferocious eyes suddenly turned sad for a moment, but soon he turned around, yanked the door curtain, and walked out of the tent, leaving only one sentence.
"What do you think I'm here for?"
Chagatai looked at the fluttering door curtain, listened to the howling of the wolves in the distance, and slowly shook his head.
"Ruth, why can't you ever say what's on your mind..."