Snorri saluted the human noble on the blue sheep, "Good afternoon, my friend! Our caravan and I would like to borrow your land to rest and conduct trade!"
"Of course there is no problem! Your arrival will make my Helmgart shine!" The human nobles were also polite. "However, I'm afraid I have to check your carriages!"
"Huh?" Snorri frowned slightly, which was a sign of distrust. For dwarves, being checked by others is undoubtedly an offense.
"This is also a special period, a special situation!" The human noble also knew that this was not good, and he bowed again. "To tell you the truth, my sewer cleaners here reported to me that there are some people who seem to be able to
A big rat that walks upright!"
"Skaven!" Snorri muttered. It's not surprising that these dirty rat things appear anywhere.
"After that, security problems such as thefts, murders, missing babies, etc. continued to appear in the corners of my city. You know, my place has been attacked by greenskins twice in a row this year." The human noble poured out his bitterness to Snorri, <
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Snorri sighed and tentatively nodded and agreed to his request to inspect the convoy. There were no contraband in the convoy, but there was a large amount of public funds for himself and his eldest brother to handle matters. Compared with a little inspection and the possible risk of ratmen,
Snorri didn't even want to impose a heavy tax on the knights who plucked their geese in Montfort Castle opposite.
"I knew that time, Gulu, the Big Belly King, what else?" With Snorri's approval, the convoy began to slowly pass through the gate, and the merchants opened the rainproof cloth covering the goods to reveal the goods inside.<
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In order to avoid possible disputes and conflicts - all dwarves are really stubborn. Although the tribesmen who go out to do business are generally more patient, there are still some hot-tempered guys. Snorri simply stood in the city with the human noble.
There was chatting at the door.
"I haven't asked you your name yet?" Snorri asked the nobleman.
"Kembe Thompson, current lord of Helmgart, Councilor Rick, high-ranking security lord of Rick, and hereditary viscount!" The human noble reported a long list of titles in succession.
"I have admired my name for a long time, I have admired you for a long time!" Although Snorri had never really heard of this human being's name, he still made a gesture.
"Congressman Rick? Then you are really in a high position!" Snorri's previous life had certain feelings for the giant hammer-wielding human, the pendant of His Majesty the Death Claw, Emperor Karl Franz and his courtiers.
Understand.
He knew about the Council of Reikland, and that William III's powers as Prince of Reikland included raising emergency taxes in times of crisis, minting power, summoning lord advisors, and being the commander-in-chief of the Reikland army.
However, any decree that exceeds the scope of these powers must be approved by the Reik Council, a parliament composed of the prince's courtiers. At the same time, many of the prince's daily affairs will also be handled by members of the Reik Council.
"Well, uh..." Viscount Thompson was a little embarrassed by Snorri's compliment. At this time, Snorri also came to his senses. At the moment, William III is not the emperor of the empire, and the Rick Council is not the emperor yet.
Inner Court Advisory Group.
"I know about the time when Big Belly King Gulu appeared at the beginning of the year, but what about the second time? Where did the green-skinned warlord appear again?" Snorri decisively changed the subject.
"Oh, to be honest with you, it's still it!" Viscount Thompson curled his lips. "After it entered the empire from the Black Fire Pass, it took a circle and wanted to attack my city again, but just like the last time, we were defeated by the great Prince William.
Defeat it under the leadership of the Communist Party of China!"
"What now? That obese idiot is still wreaking havoc in Middenland?" Snorri believed that the viscount knew more information than the dwarf in the tavern.
"Yes, that guy, it is said, demolished the White Wolf Temple and used the roof of the temple to build a new one, a green-skinned thing called Bengbeng! Although our friends in the north strongly deny all this, but
Every general who fights against that green-skinned general can see the Ulric emblem on it, and that thing can’t be fake!”
Viscount Thompson was slightly gloating that the relationship between the free and open Rickland and its powerful neighbor to the north was not good.
The people of Middenland are stubborn and proud by nature. Their accents are high and heroic - or in the words of southerners, vulgar.
Compared with Human Emperor Sigma, it is the center of faith of the White Wolf War God Yuric. It seems that the bad temper passed down from the White Wolf God makes the Midden people extremely reject foreign objects and foreign cultures. This is very similar to the dwarves, so Miden
There are also quite a few dwarf settlements in Denling.
"Well, it's not as bad as I expected!" Snorri nodded. According to the original history, the Pot-Belly King Gulu will still wreak havoc there for a while before going out to sea waaagh to circle the island of Ulthuan.
Therefore, Snorri gave up the idea of going to the Human Empire now. He didn't want to get such an ax in the chest again.
"Let's talk about the Ratmen! They are so big, do you know which clan they belong to?" Although the plan is to stay for only two or three days, Snorri doesn't mind being the Rat Exterminator if the other party is not strong.
Rats reproduce and breed too quickly, and if we don’t clear them up in time, a rat tide will be right around the corner.
"Ratmen?" Viscount Thompson tugged at his goatee. "You mean, those, those things, are serfs who escaped from Bretonnia?"
"What do you mean?" Snorri was also confused by the question. At this time, Balin reminded him in time. It turned out that some knights in Bretonnia thought that the serfs were stealing their food like mice in the barn. "I'm talking about Skaven, Skaven, the big rats that walk upright!" Seeing that the convoy was only halfway through, Snorri began to become a little impatient.
"Do you really believe that such a thing exists? I always thought that it was something from myths and legends, like vampire pirates and moving skeletons, used by whippers to scare the stupid villagers."
Viscount Thompson looked surprised.
Snorri shook his head repeatedly when he saw this. He couldn't bear to tell the short-lived species in front of him that those things were real and existed in the world.
In fact, after Emperor Mandred the Rat Exterminator won the war with the Skaven thousands of years ago and drove the Skaven out of the Empire, Skaven has always held a grudge against the Human Empire.
The assassins of the Eshin clan seized the opportunity to assassinate Emperor Mandred, but this was not enough. Since then, the rat assassins have continued to assassinate all important figures related to the war, and at the same time tried their best to destroy records about the war.
This resulted in a blank period in the history of the empire. Due to the tireless efforts of the Ratmen, the Imperial people decades later did not even believe that the Ratmen were real.
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