After hearing the words of the engineering warlock, I remained silent for a long time.
After a while, he uttered a sentence.
"Rat is such a bad term."
As she said that, the scene before the eyes of the Witch Spirit was that of skinning high elves in the past. She sold this high-quality art to Druchi collectors in exchange for high rewards.
There is no doubt that she is an executioner whose hands are covered with blood and she is proud of it.
But even such a wizard did not expect that there is such a race that actually regards the ability to think as a blessing.
It even seems mild to say that the obviously materialized word "rat" has become a high-level VIP noun.
Although they, the Druchi, exploited the labor of slaves and turned over the human skins and internal organs of other races for various purposes, they had never been so evil.
As expected of a race that can deal with chaotic bastards.
"Why, because the women in Druchi have a high status, you feel that their status should not be like this."
The engineering warlock noticed the way Wu Ling looked at garbage.
He wrapped the female rat in a blanket and climbed onto the bed. Esky lay on the bed and continued to talk to the Witch Spirit.
"There is only one female rat for every one hundred cubs of the rat people. This is destined that female rats will not become the main class of society. In addition, due to the need for population breeding capacity, biochemical modification is the choice of our tribe."
"Otherwise, how could the descendants of the Horned Rat destroy the entire world and rule the ashes of the world?"
Having said this, the engineer warlock couldn't help but click his tongue and quickly cleared his mind to avoid malicious intentions and pray to the horned rat unconsciously.
Wu Ling was truly shocked. She could understand every word in the engineering warlock's words just now, but the combined meaning created an effect that left her speechless.
"Is this your goal?"
After being stunned for a while, she asked one word at a time.
"This is an oracle."
The engineer warlock replied weakly.
After finishing speaking, he emphasized another sentence.
"Just like the oracles of Asuryan and Khaine."
After speaking, the engineering warlock drew the rune combination of the spell he just learned in the book in the air.
The green runes are lined up in a row. There are no specific runes for Tzeentch. They are all things that originally existed in Anoquayan.
But is there really nothing of Tzeentch hidden in these things?
Just being arranged here makes the engineer's head feel huge.
"Oracle..."
Wu Ling was still in a state where his brain was not very clear, so he murmured, and then said with half doubt and half certainty.
"You will carry it out."
Through the green runes, the engineer warlock looked at the wizard spirit.
"Who knows. Maybe I want to establish a cooperative relationship with you pointy-eared things. Maybe I want to join those cold-blooded animals in the south."
After saying that, he laughed, as if he felt funny about what he said, and said again.
"Your Witch King will peel off my skin as soon as he sees me. Friends from the south... no, the Skinks will throw me to feed the Tyrannosaurus when they see me. So, these are all inaccurate stories.
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It’s true.
Wu Ling thought in his heart.
However, White Mouse clearly knows why he still says this.
There seems to be only one explanation.
"You are so naive and stupid."
The engineering warlock snorted coldly and said.
"That's just an assumption, right."
"Or maybe we ratmen mate with Tyrell's female wolf and give birth to a ratwolf. Maybe I want to know what will be born between ratmen and elves."
Disgusting thoughts. Thinking of such a scene, Wu Ling felt his stomach churning.
Of course she showed the qualities that a Druchi woman should have towards the Druchi boys, but even so, lower races would do such things to the Druchi.
What did you give birth to? Needless to say? A humanoid mouse with a mouse face, even with its skin exposed...
At this time, a piece of rat language came in.
"Master, you really like hairless things?"
The engineer warlock glanced and saw that the voice was indeed a silent scribe, and Esky spat out a word.
"Get lost."
Then, he sat up again, pointed at the clerk and said.
"Wait, can you understand Druzil?"
"Understand a little, understand a little."
The clerk showed an awkward smile and wiped his non-existent cold sweat.
Before yesterday, he still couldn't understand, but he didn't know why. Starting from last night, he was able to understand it. Maybe it was because of the god?
This response silenced the air for several minutes, until Eski broke the atmosphere.
"Because of you, a slave rat died."
The engineer warlock protracted his voice to the scribe, especially the word checkmate.
"It's just a slave rat. Even the clan rats have died a lot."
The clerk said with a smile, he did not expect that the master would blame him for the death of a slave rat.
When Eski was in Skaven City, he killed even clan rats casually.
As long as they are not special rat people, in the society of rat people, no one will care about the lives of other rat people.
"Yes, Mobrier. Do you think this is what you deserve?"
The engineer's question seemed even stranger, which made Mobrier confused and frightened.
"No, Master, how dare I."
"Don't you dare? All Skaven think so."
He dared to speak like this because he thought his master would not kill him, the engineering warlock thought.
"It's also the cost of silence that I feel sorry for myself."
Then, the engineer warlock fell into deep thought.
Although he is also a ratman, after having been in contact with Skaven for a long time, Eski discovered that this kind of personality is the same as an enlarged version of the rogue Niu Er, which really made him unable to help but say: "Everything is born to raise rats.
A rat has nothing to repay Heaven with."
Even himself.
The clerk has been working for so long, but because the clerk did the same thing as him, he wanted to kill the clerk.
Double standards.
I've always been like this.
The engineer warlock reflected on his actions.
"Our race is really hopeless."
It was Druzil, Eski suddenly said to the Witch Spirit.
Wu Ling is full of doubts.
She had no idea what the Qee-Qee, Qee-Qee, Qee-Qee sounds meant just now, nor did she understand why the white mouse looked like he had realized it again.
The engineer jumped out of bed and opened the stern window.
The sea breeze blew into the whole room, bringing a salty smell.
This made the three elves who had no clothes next to them shivered and just leaned against each other.
"This book taught me a growth magic."
Taking advantage of the sunshine, the engineering warlock opened the Tzeentch book he had read before and continued.
"Can the fruit spawned by this magic be eaten?"
Then, the engineer asked and answered the question himself.
"...Just use it, it's just a waste of seeds and slave rats."