Under the warm sunshine, the castle's campus was filled with the sound of weapons hitting, the roars of soldiers, and the shouts of the crowd. In the military camp where Snow Queen Catalina was stationed, a cruel and bloody martial arts competition was being staged at this moment. The winner
The person will become the captain of the commando team and be responsible for commanding the death squads to charge into battle.
With a roar like a grizzly bear, the sturdy Lone Wind City warrior knocked down the Silver Sword Knight from Kislev to the ground with a hammer. Just as he was about to launch a fatal blow, the Silver Sword Knight nimbly dodged away. He
He hit the Black Hammer warrior's head hard with the hilt of his sword, causing the strong iron helmet to clang.
The soldier was stunned and took a few steps back, almost falling to the ground. Taking this opportunity, the Silver Sword Knight stood up suddenly and counterattacked. The long swords came out one after another, reflecting a dazzling silver light in the sun. The crowd screamed,
However, just as the long sword was about to pierce the warrior's chest, the warrior stretched out his left hand without the hammer and grasped the sword fiercely. The sword blade tore the glove, and blood seeped out from the leather armor gauntlet. However,
But the silver sword couldn't be pressed down any further.
Immediately afterwards, a surprising scene appeared. The warrior grabbed the blade and kicked away the silver sword knight in front of him with his right foot. The knight was kicked to the ground, and when he was about to get up, a terrifying figure appeared above his head.
The black shadow of a man. The Black Hammer warrior grabbed the bloody sword and thrust it into the knight's throat with a roar.
Blood spurted out from the knight's broken throat like a fountain, instantly staining the warrior's hands red. At the same time, it also ignited the atmosphere on the field. Those soldiers did not sigh for the knight's death, but instead cheered for the birth of the warrior.
Queen Catalina on the stage also raised a faint smile.
"Your name, Warrior?"
The witch beside the queen shouted loudly to the warriors on the field.
"Grinner, my name is Glinner Blackhammer. Her Majesty the Queen."
The soldier replied breathlessly. His blood couldn't stop seeping from the palm of his hand, dripping on the ground, and was dried by the sun.
"I remember your name, Warrior Greenner. From now on, you will be the captain of the Blood Wolf Commando. I hope you will be as brave as you are on the battlefield today. I look forward to your performance."
Katarina whispered.
"Okay, now let's start the next one."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Queen's attendant hurried over and lowered his head to report to Catalina——
"Your Majesty, there is a businessman outside the door asking to see you."
"Not just any businessman can meet the Queen."
Marilyn, the witch next to Catalina, scolded in a low voice.
"I know, but this is different. He claims to be a Tyrell arms dealer, and he owns the Empire's firearms, as well as all the weapons used by the Northern Army."
The waiter whispered.
Catalina frowned, then smiled contemptuously, "Let him in." She said.
A few minutes later, a gorgeously dressed Tyrell businessman appeared in front of the Ice Queen. Vlar smiled and bowed, looking relaxed when facing the most dangerous and ruthless Ice Queen in Kislev.
He shook his clothes freely and stood next to Catalina.
"Are you from Tyrell? Arms Dealer?"
Katarina asked with a smile. Her words were tepid, but a hint of contempt could be heard in them.
Flair is not a fool, he naturally knows that. However, when he came to the Queen's military camp, he was already fully prepared.
"Yes, Her Majesty the Queen." Flair replied with a smile. He raised his right hand, full of confidence. "This place is really lively. Her Majesty the Queen's army is heroic and extraordinary in appearance."
Catalina ignored the businessman's obedient words. She heard such polite opening remarks so many times that her ears almost grew calluses. However, judging from the way the southern businessman dressed, Catalina had a certain interest in him.
Like other wealthy businessmen, Flair wears the most expensive clothes, and even the clothes of his servants are very luxurious. But he himself is not a vulgar man wearing gold and silver, but he pays great attention to the matching of clothes, simple black and white.
The color makes up the whole of his clothes. The details and parts are inlaid with gold and silver. He wears an emerald ring on his hand. Although it is not the most expensive, it is very elegant and matches his personal temperament.
"Speak directly, do you want to make a deal with me?"
Catalina interrupted Flair with boredom. She should have been friendly and polite to receive foreign businessmen. However, the war was urgent. The Northern Army had been assembled and would go south at any time. She must seize the time and fight for every inch of territory.
.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Flair said, that slight smile never leaving his lips.
"I know that Kislev is fighting a protracted war, and I have your opponent - all the weapons of the Northern Army. Let's put it this way, the most powerful long-range weapon in Rhodes' army - the continuous cannon
, it was my masterpiece back then. I invented that thing and sold it to Rhodes."
Flair deliberately spoke halfway, trying to observe Queen Catalina's expression. However, he found that the other party was always expressionless. The Snow Queen's face was like a frozen ice cube, without even a frown. In other words, the transaction partner
There is no emotional fluctuation. This originally explosive news has become dispensable nonsense on the side of the Snow Queen...
Flair was a little annoyed, but the queen quickly gave a reply.
"You sold weapons to my enemy and let the traitor use your weapons to kill countless Kislev ladies. Is that so?"
Katerina asked. Her tone was so cold that it made people's hair stand on end.
But Flair is not a vegetarian. After so many years of self-proclaimed king, he has long been accustomed to such bloody scenes.
"Well, that's it."
He said bluntly.
The guard was about to take action, but he stopped him with a gesture——
"However, my weapons have also killed countless northern barbarians. I can guarantee that many more Norscan invaders and greenskins died under the continuous fire cannons than Kislev soldiers."
Flair smiled.
"In this world, apart from the group of dwarves under Rhodes, I am the only one who has mastered the art of continuous fire artillery."
He was like a proud general, boasting in front of the Queen. But he had to say that what he said was the truth.
Catalina turned her head and stared at him with a pair of blue eyes.
"Make a price. Your invention."
The Snow Queen asked straight to the point.
I saw Flair straightening up, standing aside, stretching out two fingers of his right hand. His firm expression seemed to say that there is no second price.