Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth chapter wine-soaked magic bird 5000 words chapter
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Marienburg, Temple University District, No. 53 Amber Avenue, single-family building.
Unlike most neighborhoods in Marienburg, which are dirty and crowded, Amber Avenue is the wealthy area of Marienburg. It is the cleanest and tidiest place. The streets are paved in large blocks, and there are paved streets every twenty or thirty meters.
A magic street light, each mansion is completely independent and walled.
Most of the houses are in typical Gothic style, but some also have Marienburg's own characteristics.
Just today a special guest came here, or to a certain extent, the host.
Under the scorching sun, groups of Old Guards wearing bearskin hats, dark blue coats, white linings and trousers, and well-equipped weapons lined up in neat queues on Amber Avenue to greet the guests.
their king.
On the other side of the street, the Phoenix Guards of the Ash Legion, leading the First Army of the Ash Legion, also lined up in a neat line to welcome their beloved leader.
Countless people came to watch this army, and the citizens of Marienburg rushed to gather and look at these two most elite armies.
It is a kind of temperament that will survive a hundred battles. Both armies have experienced countless wars. They have been tempered in the flames of war. Every soldier has achieved his glorious status and identity in the baptism of blood and fire.
As the leader of the Guard, it is a kind of silent majesty and silence. These soldiers scare the enemy and make the citizens of Marienburg throb.
The strong wind blew through the streets, and the flag of the Old Guard fluttered back and forth. The red, white and blue flag was embroidered with Ryan's personal coat of arms, the Holy Grail coat of arms and the fleur-de-lis coat of arms. The flag also embroidered with the battles of the Old Guard.
place passed.
Forest of Arden, Forest of Chalon, Plains of Lyonnaise, Blackstone Stronghold, Monastery of La-Messnel, Spire Palace, Mousilon, Nur, Badland Giant Tower, Castle Castle, Iron Rock, Valaya Gate,
Eight Peaks Mountain and the Last Badwater River.
Each geographical name tells the glorious history of this legendary army, and also allows the citizens of Marienburg to understand the difference between the real elite and the mercenaries in their city.
The leader of the Mannann mercenary group who came to watch, the notorious Marienburg privateer Blackbeard Teach, secretly watched this scene and secretly cursed in his heart. He estimated that his Mannann mercenary group was even more powerful.
The Iris Guards, the Marienburg Castle Defense Force, and any other miscellaneous mercenaries are no match for this army. It is a crushing advantage.
Blackbeard Teach has only seen a few troops that can compare with this Old Guard in the old world, including the Reik Guards responsible for protecting Emperor Karl-Franz, and the Griffin Knights under Duke Ivan of the Griffin.
regiment, the inner ring organization of the White Wolf Knights of White Wolf City, the Teutonic Guards, and the Nur Armored Army, the elite force of Nur.
"When you said goodbye and left, you were a hero that attracted everyone's attention. When you returned in lightning, you were already a king, my majesty." Lieutenant General Beria, commander of the Ugor Army, flattered very seriously:
"Your Majesty, believe me, the people of Marienburg can't wait to welcome your arrival, whether they are willing or not, whether they are happy or not."
Hearing this, Sulia couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering. The Lieutenant General Beria appointed by Ryan never missed any opportunity to flatter him, and he always flattered him just right and was very good.
Of course, what makes Sulia even more happy is that Ryan has recently started to take the initiative to hold his wife's hand. Most of the time between the two of them, Ryan will hold her hand, indicating that his queen is always with him.
Lidya Su didn't know why Ryan started to change, but he was obviously closer to her and thought about her everything, which made Lidya Su really feel that Ryan had become a little different.
It seemed that after the conversation started that day, Ryan changed. There was a little more and a little less in him.
In contrast, Julius's face turned dark as he stood behind Fulgen. Sulia's brother and Ryan's brother-in-law thought to himself what kind of person Ryan had accepted. Why did he seize the opportunity to flatter Ryan all day long?
Do you like this kind of person?
Of course, the status is different now. Julius has followed Fulgen for several years and has learned some rules. He was not eager to argue with Ryan, but noticed his sister being held by Ryan. The king said enthusiastically,
The time when he first ventured into Nord and came to live in Marienburg with Teresa, as well as Veronica later, Orika who was bought by Hadrian as a gift to Ryan, and the time he stayed at at that time
Ryan's little maid Emilia.
"Let's stay here first and wait for Lord Teclis to arrive." Ryan nodded slowly, and he said to Fulgrim and Sulia: "As for revenge, it mainly belongs to Thor Green-Iron Hammer and his group of mustachioed dwarves.
As long as Marienburg, especially those business princes, do not cross the line, we'd better not cross the line and leave everything to the mustaches."
"Yes." Fulgrim nodded slightly, he was very leisurely: "Waiting is always fun, but we can't leave this job to Angron."
"Hahahaha!" Ryan laughed loudly, and he simply said to his wife Sulia: "Madam, in this way, you will arrange everything we do these days, okay? I will go wherever you take me.
.”
"Then, first thing, can we buy this house?" Sulia's exquisite face burst into a moving smile. Olika and Ai lived in this house.
Milia had lived with Veronica, but not with her, which made Lidya Su a little jealous.
"This house is now owned by Amelia~" Ryan shrugged: "Since she became the Imperial Dame, she took over the ownership of the house from Schulz."
"Okay." Lidya Su was a little disappointed, thinking that the little maid had beaten her to it again.
Ryan, Fulgen, Sulia, Orica and Karona moved into this small building full of memories. At the same time, the mustaches of Marienburg were still running around collecting debts.
They gathered in the Dwarf Craftsmen Association of Marienburg to discuss countermeasures.
The leader of the crowd is obviously Belegar's eldest son, Thorgrim Ironhammer. This mustached dwarf has become the leader of the Mustache Revenge Team in his capacity.
"A beard that reaches the waist means you are reliable in your work."
——Dwarf proverb
In fact, Belegar's eldest son, Thorgrin-Ironhammer, is actually over sixty years old this year. At this age, most humans have completed their lifetime, but for dwarves, this is just life.
It's just the beginning.
Little Thorgrim (in order to distinguish him from the High King, he will mostly be called Little from now on) is now sitting behind a high stool. He is trying hard to puff out his chest and imitate his father Belegar. This makes him look a little ridiculous, but the little
The Hammer's efforts are obviously recognized by everyone, including
For many old dwarves working in Marienburg, the victory of the Eight Peaks Mountain Expedition made the dwarves see the opportunity for the revival of the Mountain Kingdom. Large groups of imperial dwarves chose to settle in the Eight Peaks Mountain. Now many old dwarves have begun to use "Silver"
"Queen of the Abyss" came to call Bafeng Mountain.
The same as the little hammer is this group of mustaches. They all raise their heads proudly to make themselves look prouder. In the youth of the dwarves, the mustaches are not so stubborn and mature yet. They are relatively
Said to be more energetic... but also more impulsive and emotional, they slapped the table hard, drank swigs of ale and ate delicious roast venison: "We must make the scum of Marienburg humans pay the price!
"
"The Judun Chamber of Commerce, the Lucerne Chamber of Commerce, and the Bacher Chamber of Commerce must all pay adequate compensation for this. Where is the Magic Bird guy?" Little Sol Green slapped the table hard, and he kept shouting: "And there's more.
, Jed, where are the other chambers of commerce? Have you investigated?"
"I investigated, prince." Jade is the son of the chief runesmith Master Sludger of the Eight Peaks Mountains. This mustache wears a vibranium helmet - a large helmet with an anvil pattern on the top.
, he muttered: "But everyone says they didn't do it or participate, and we can't figure it out!"
"Oh, Sir Valaya, how can you ask directly?" Little Sol Green's face was filled with question marks: "Human beings are the most cunning. Except for His Majesty Ryan and Queen Surya, we can't trust anyone.
This is what our father told us long ago. Do you think these low-level people are an honest and reliable race like us dwarves?"
"But don't we have a holy alliance with the Empire? Marienburg is also from the Empire." Jed still looked confused.
"Hey! Mr. Granny is here!" Little Thor Green was so angry that he smashed the wooden wine glass on the table, causing hops to fly: "Don't you still understand? These business princes of Marienburg, they are definitely not like this at ordinary times.
Even if you are an Imperial person, you are not an Imperial person when doing business.
, they will never even call themselves Imperial people, which makes them feel ashamed, but if you really raise the ax and hammer in front of them, and point the crossbow and musket at them, then they will say that they are the Empire.
You’re a human being, do you understand?”
"Despicable, cunning, shameless!" the mustaches cursed loudly. Today is the second day, and there is still one day before they give the business princes of Marienburg, but except for the three big chambers of commerce headed by the mustaches, the remaining
They couldn't even find a target for revenge. After all, only these three major chambers of commerce took the lead in attacking the Bafengshan treasury bonds. The rest were purchased through secret subscriptions and channels.
Young Thorgreen can't burn Marienburg, right? That would be a violation of the Holy Alliance.
Just when the mustaches were in trouble, a sound suddenly came from outside.
Surrounded by the Poseidon knights, Archbishop Aldrich of the Poseidon Church was wearing a sea-blue robe, with a large number of bottles filled with seawater hanging on his body, which kept making jingling sounds. He wore a high hat on his head.
The hat and clothes are embroidered with the pattern of a golden mermaid holding a trident, which symbolizes the sea god Mannann.
"The Marienburg House of Lords has brought greetings to Belega, the King of the Eight Peaks Mountain." Archbishop Aldrich had a standard diplomatic smile on his face: "Also, we have brought an apology from the House of Lords. Everything is
A misunderstanding."
"Hello, Lord Aldrich." Little Thorgreen stroked his short brown beard. Little Hammer jumped off the chair and pretended, thinking about what his father did. He imitated every move of Belega,
And he was proud of it: "Welcome, but only for you. We once fought side by side with the Knights of Poseidon."
"Prince Thorgreen, this is all a misunderstanding." Aldrich said with a smile: "We have been looking for you for four hours, but we didn't expect you to be here. I brought an apology from the House of Lords. The members said, we
It was just normal business activities. As for Mr. Magic Bird, that was his personal statement. After inspection, it was found that he was just a temporary worker hired by the Mannann Daily. We have fired Mr. Magic Bird! And brought him here.
Coming."
After saying that, the Poseidon knights brought in a handsome man wearing a shirt and trousers with short hair. The man struggled hard and said loudly: "If a person has thought about his escape before doing something,
, that means he has no intention of giving his all! I have never prepared a retreat for myself, I am José - Magic Bird, I am the special one!"
"Hey, Mr. Magic Bird, I finally found you." Little Sol Green laughed. He motioned to the mustaches to catch this human being, and then said politely: "We will announce your crimes one by one.
, before that, we will ensure your safety."
"Everything is doomed. I, José, can only pick flowers from thorns in my life!" The magic bird shouted nervously: "The caravan passed by, and a group of dogs were barking. Look at those dogs, but the big dogs are barking.
The caravan moves on!"
"Hehehe, that's right, Mr. Magic Bird." Little Sol Green nodded in approval: "But I think you got one thing wrong, who is the dog and who is the caravan."
"Come! Drag us down, read out the book of hatred, and then let us settle the hatred!" Little Hammer announced loudly, and several mustachioed dwarves responded with a bang.
After reading a few sentences of hatred, the magic bird knew that the situation was not good, and he quickly said: "Wait! Wait, my dwarf friend, I have a proposal. According to the provisions of the Book of Great Hatred of Eternal Peak, I can choose to accept the haircut
punishment!"
"Oh? Are you really going to accept the haircut?" Little Thorgreen's eyes lit up.
Shaving punishment is the most serious form of dwarf punishment. It refers to shaving all the hair and beard of the other party, and then branding a symbol of shame on the forehead. This behavior is equivalent to declaring a "social death" for a dwarf.
" is the highest level of punishment, and many dwarves would rather accept the death penalty than beheaded.
(Since the Age of Catastrophe, dwarves have rarely carried out executions or beard punishments, because every dwarf is a valuable population, and the Butcher's Oath has gradually replaced these two punishments.)
"I am willing to accept the haircut punishment!" Magic Bird sneered in his heart. As an expert on dwarves, he naturally knows the various punishments and history of dwarves. He has already found the loopholes.
"Okay, come here, shave off all the hair and beard of Mr. Magic Bird!" Little Sol Green ordered.
In this way, the Magic Bird's hair and beard were shaved clean by the dwarf, turning him into a big bald head, and a pattern of two crossed mining pickaxes of a dwarf was carved on his forehead to represent his sin.
Ha! I'm fine! Magic Bird touched his smooth chin and forehead with his hands, snickering in his heart. It's just a little bit of hair and beard. I'll grow it out in a year or two. These short guys know how to stick to their limitations all day long.
I have already studied them thoroughly!
I, José, am invincible! Magic Bird thought so, and when he saw the execution of the haircut was completed, he quickly said: "Okay, your revenge is over, can you let me go?"
"Hey! It's not over yet!" Little Sol Green laughed so hard that his whole body trembled: "Mr. Magic Bird, what are you so anxious about? Who told you that the haircut is just a matter of shaving off the hair and beard?"
"What?" Magic Bird's face changed slightly. He saw other mustaches pushing five large wooden barrels out. The large wooden barrels were filled with dwarf beer. The rich, alcoholic dwarf beer rushed straight into his nose and
Taste buds: "Anything else?"
"Don't you know? After the hair torture is over, in order to make amends and thank Grimnir and Varaya for forgiving your crimes, every dwarf who has accepted the hair torture must drink five barrels of dwarf beer on the spot."
Erglin imitated his father's tone: "Oh, I forgot. This incidental punishment is often regarded as a reward for having the courage to accept the haircut, so it is rarely recorded in books!"
"Drink all the five barrels of dwarf beer. Otherwise, I won't be able to forgive you on behalf of Grimnir and Varaya!" Little Thorgrin waved his hand: "Here, drink it for him!"
"Yes!" The mustaches grabbed the magic bird, took mugs and ladles, and poured it into the magic bird's mouth.
Suddenly, there were screams, wails and begging for mercy.
In the end, José Magic Bird, a professor of dwarfology who graduated from Nuer University, died of alcohol poisoning.
The Magic Bird matter was settled, and now it was the turn to pay compensation. Little Thorgreen took out a gold mark from the big box, looked at it, put it in his mouth and bit it lightly with his teeth: "Mr. Aldrich
, you only have eighteen thousand gold marks, which is not the amount we want."
"This... it's not easy for everyone. Please accept this money first." Archbishop Poseidon said with a smile on his face: "This is an apology."
"No, thirty-eight thousand gold coins, not one less!" Little Thorgreen threw the gold coins out with force and threw them back into the big box. He said coldly: "Besides, you must be mistaken.
What."
"What's wrong?"
"The thirty-eight thousand gold coins we are talking about are, of course, dwarf gold coins, not imperial gold coins!"
"The hatred about the magic bird has been settled. Now, Mr. Aldrich, go back and tell the business princes that I will give you three more days! Thirty-eight thousand dwarf gold coins, not one less!"
"Otherwise, I will use other means to settle the hatred between us!"