Chapter 1187: Vipers and Witch Hunting

When Victor straightened up and changed the worn witch hunter coat into the robe worn by the retinue, the inquisitor's sharpness became much lighter and he became more rigorous than a soldier.

But Elvis...or the god Sotigo, was not satisfied with Victor's dress. A black leather trench coat from the Altdorf Empire Parliamentary Guards made the witch hunter return Initial sharpness.

Elvis looked at Victor and found that, except for his age and lack of stability, he was almost the same as the prophecy he saw in the Hall of Illusions.

The Grand Master handed the sword named Wycliffe to Victor with a very solemn expression.

"Victor, you need to know that to me, this sword is the will of my late grandfather.

I don't ask you to never fail after taking it, but you need to swear...when you hold this sword, you will never flinch, never be afraid, and you will die without regrets. "

Victor immediately understood that the sword he pointed at at any time was actually Elvis's most cherished item.

But refusal and retreat have never been the style of the Sons of the Empire.

He took the sword with one hand and said in a sonorous voice: "In the name of Sigma, I will never flinch, I will never be afraid, and I will die without regrets!"

"Very good...very good." Elvis's smile was a little sad and bitter.

When the characters in the prophecy appear, doesn't it prove that the ancient saint's vision is correct, and the world will fall into the final doomsday.

At that time, the prosperous Elf Empire will once again face the great invasion of Chaos six thousand years ago, and will use blood and fire to resist the power of the Chaos Gods.

The Grand Master sighed for a moment, then picked up the Obsidian Blade of Vengeance from the wooden stand in the command room. This sword had been reshaped. The confrontation with Kane's Holy Sword had caused most of the original Obsidian to be damaged, and it had long lost its original power.

But it shouldn't be a problem when used against some Chaos Wizards.

"Are you going to do it yourself?" Victor never thought that several Chaos Sorcerers would let the Chosen of the Snake God personally go into battle. Lauren Loren must have someone who specializes in handling this kind of thing. The Grand Master should focus on On to more important things...

For example, the two-tailed dragon streaking across the sky.

"While there is still some time, let you see how a real Caledorian warrior fights..." Elvis thought of the fragment in the prophecy, Victor's sharp satire on the wood elf Kerillian, and thought It is necessary to show on the spot what the orthodox fighting style of elves is.

"Avoid your irrational prejudice against elves."

"It's hard to understand." Victor didn't hide it, the elf was a little weird.

Since the Grand Master personally took action, there was no need to send additional personnel. Now Lauren Loren's attention is mostly on the northern Nordland. A Chaos Warlord who is watched by Khorne, Nurgle and Tzeentch is ready to go south. Invasion.

The respected emperor, His Majesty Karl Franz, was still in the palace dealing with matters after the coronation. He only sent Ludwig, the commander of the army, to lead the Reik Guards to the north for support.

Two elf horses were led by attendants. Since the death of the Divine Blessed Giant Horned Cold Lizard, Elvis has no thought of finding a loyal mount and has always used the knights' spare mounts.

"Witch hunter, he must be good at riding."

Victor lowered his lips. Although he was a witch hunter, he was also a knight of the Silver Hammer and was quite proficient in riding.

But this time, I was actually lucky enough to be able to ride a pure-blood elf horse. I'm afraid many people will envy me if I tell you.

Even the Grand Master of the Knights, whose status is equivalent to that of a general, can only find a half-blood elf war horse.

"It's barely okay." Victor gently stroked the horse's long and elegant neck. After initially establishing a trusting relationship, he made a beautiful movement of turning over and mounting the horse.

"From a human perspective, not bad."

After a brief exchange, the two rode horses and ran quickly towards the outside of Lauren Loren.

This forest covers a large area. Although the environment is not as strange and unpredictable as Athel Loren, Aenir has also deployed many traps around it. For thousands of years, it has become an extremely terrifying defense network in order to protect its homeland.

Without professional guidance, you may get lost in the eternal fog.

Cycling will always be boring, especially when walking in rugged woodland and mountainous areas, which will put a weight on your hips that life cannot bear.

Generally speaking, in the impression of the Imperial people, elves are very delicate. Even commoners are much more noble than the human aristocratic grandpa.

But Elvis, who spent the whole day together on horseback, made Victor change his prejudice a little. The Elvis kept introducing the scenery of Lauren Loren along the way, and his chatting tone seemed to treat him as a friend. Not a witch hunter recovering from his injuries in the Lauren Loren forest.

"Grand Master Elvis...the Knights of the Silver Hammer have some records of you. I am very curious about one thing. Have you personally participated in the Great Holy War?"

"Of course, I was serving as His Majesty's herald... His Majesty was not the Phoenix King at that time. He should be called Prince Caledoron."

"Have you... met Emperor Magnus?"

Even though Magnus the Pious has been dead for more than 140 years, countless people in the empire still remember his rule and think it was the best era of the empire since Sigmar.

After that, Dieter IV's stupid actions made many people doubt the fairness of the emperor's election. They believed that the Elector Council was a bunch of pigs. We should let a hero be the emperor, not a bunch of people who just lie around. A fat pig waiting to die among the wine and meat.

Fortunately, the three consecutive coronations of the Elector of Reikland preserved the emperor's prestige. Since William III, Altdorf has radiated the glory of the emperor to the entire empire with itself as the center.

Dozens of Reikland Guard fortresses have sprung up all over the empire. While ensuring the loyalty of the Elector, they also fulfilled their knightly duties and protected the troubled civilians.

Today, Karl Franz's biggest obstacle is still Boris Todblind, the Elector of Middenland. The stubborn Wolf King still doubts whether this foolish young man can lead the empire forward.

"Magnus... What a nostalgic name. He was the first, and possibly the last, person to let His Majesty voluntarily give up the command."

"I'm very curious about this. The record of the Silver Hammer shows that His Majesty Magnus showed unparalleled charm and convinced the Dragon Prince at that time that humans should be in charge of the Old World."

"If your records are as reliable as your abilities, maybe you don't need the help of the elves." Elvis sneered, and then said: "In fact, it's very simple. At that time, the reinforcements of the Empire were undoubtedly the main force. His Majesty was not familiar with the military sequence of humans. In addition, the war was broken, and even if he got the command, it would cause a lot of trouble.

For the sake of the overall situation, he joined forces with the Supreme King Ericson to make up for the shortcomings of humans with elves and dwarves... It was a war that I missed, and countless heroes were born and fell." (End of this chapter)