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Chapter 686: Van Hale and the Lost Tracker

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January, New World, Lustria Continent.

Right here at the outpost where the Imperial Army landed, the Ash Legion army was resting and recuperating. In the previous battle with Luther Harkon, the Ash Legion suffered heavy losses. Fulgrim temporarily led the army back to the Predator Port, which took about two days.

After a month of rest, he barely recovered. Now, what Fulgrim has to do is to wait for the next reinforcement sent by the empire, and then try to recruit it.

It takes several months to reach Lustria by ship from the Empire, so although Fulgan firmly believes that Reikland and the Imperial Court will not remain indifferent after receiving General Alaric's letter and a large amount of gold and silver treasures, for the time being

, Fulgrim and his Ash Legion are unable to continue fighting, and they must rest where they are.

Fulgrim was not very satisfied with this, but he really had nothing to do. During his break, he managed the three towns and numerous villages he belonged to in an orderly manner. In his free time, he played the piano, sang, and appreciated art and music from the Empire and Brittany.

The arts of Ya, high elves, Arabs or halflings, and reading some of the various books that Ryan managed to get, I had a good time.

Fulgrim carefully studied the history of the high elves and dark elves, as well as many legends about the lizard people. He can draw a certain conclusion, that is, the elves and gods of this world, the absolute and main material universe's eldar gods.

Inseparable from the relationship, Lord of the Phoenix

Asuryan, Kain, the god of war and murder, Vaal, the god of forging, Isa, the goddess of harvest and life, Kuros, the hunter god, the moon goddess, Lilith, the god of dreams and luck, etc., so many gods can perfectly

It's a perfect match. This can no longer be described as a coincidence.

The history of the elves is somewhat similar to that of the Eldar, but what puzzles Fulgen is that the two Eldar gods in the main material universe, the God of Laughter and Harlequins, Xilego, and the newly born God of Death, Jena, have never existed.

I have never heard of their names or any related stories in any elf books or legends.

Does this imply some kind of connection?

Fulgrim had a lot of guesses in his mind, but he did not jump to conclusions. He was different from Angron, a reckless man who was willing to be a big pig farmer. He needed to collect more evidence to support his inferences.

.

The Ancient Holy Stone Slate stolen from Luther Haken was engraved with a large number of strange symbols and hieroglyphics. Fulgan interpreted it for a long time but could not come up with any results. This Ancient Holy Stone Slate seemed to need something from the Slann Demon Toad or

Only the special magic of the Skink Priest can be activated and interpreted. Fulgrim played back and forth for a while, wondering how the Emperor interpreted the Old Holy Tablets.

When the Emperor appeared on Hesiotar, Mazda-Moody called him "the young Old One." Is this an acknowledgment of the Emperor's power or a confirmation of his identity?

Guilliman is now hanging out with Inani, the god of death of the Eldar, and Llane is hanging out with Lilith, the elven goddess of the moon. Does this mean that after the emperor's awakening, his internal and external strategies have changed?

Fulgan thought a lot, but he didn't have an answer for the time being.

The sweet sound of the piano continued to be heard in the room. Fulgrim plucked the strings and kept adjusting the marlin in his hand, until the halfling Habi knocked on the door: "Your Excellency Fulgrim, Your Excellency Fulgrim, the new cargo ship has arrived.

, and a strange guy came and said he wanted to see you!"

The halfling Harpy played a great role in the Battle of the Vampire Coast and successfully stole the Ancient Holy Tablet and the Lizardman Secret Treasure from Luther Hakon. As a reward, Fulgrim appointed Harpy as the captain of his scout team and gave them as gifts.

Got a handful

An enchanted rune elven dagger (longsword for halflings), and a mithril soft armor, this shirt-like soft armor is crafted using the ancient forging techniques of Breton mithril and the Old Ones.

It is made to withstand almost all harm.

"Strange guy?" Fulgrim put down the Ancient Saint Slate. He would go to Itaza in person soon, meet with Master Croc, and return the slate at the same time.

"Weird guy, he looks like an imperial demon hunter, the kind of annoying person who interrogates and arrests people everywhere he enters a village, eager to burn everyone to death, but when we asked him if he hunts demons

When he was in person, he insisted that he was a doctor." Habi trotted in and bowed in front of Fulgen: "He was on the dock and was surrounded by Felix and Cheka."

"Surrounded up?" Fulgen thought for a moment: "Forget it, the goods just arrived, I'll go to the dock to take a look."

"Okay, Lord Fulgrim, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll prepare it for you." Halfling Habi said somewhat flatteringly.

Fulgrim's eyes full of wisdom swept around the halfling, which made Habibi shrink his head slightly and smiled awkwardly: "Want to eat soy sauce beef ribs? Or Longli fish soup?"

"Cowboy bones." Fulgan said nothing more, he turned and left his house.

On the pier, people were coming and going, sailors were loading and unloading cargo as always, fishing boats came and went, and warships were anchored further away. A group of large ocean-going cargo ships from Marienburg were anchored on the pier. The cargo ships

Inside are the supplies needed by the Ashes Legion. Some supplies are not available here and must be purchased from the old world.

It was not that Fulgrim had never tried to build some machines by himself, but he quickly discovered the problem - the physical laws of this world were different from those of the main material universe, and almost all the knowledge he possessed was of no use.

The Kislev hussars under Felix excitedly moved out several large wooden boxes from the cargo hold. The hussars who couldn't wait even had no patience to move the wooden boxes back to their station. One hussar immediately

Pull out your machete and pry open the wooden box directly!

It was filled with bottles of wine in glass bottles!

Vodka, Mrs. Keesler’s eaux-de-vie!

"Hahaha~ Soldiers, you are my pride. You have done a lot in the war, so you deserve the best!" Felix looked at these wine bottles with a poker face that he had kept straight all day long.

Then he finally showed a smile. He strode closer, reached out and took out several wine bottles from the large wooden box, and distributed them to the hussars present.

"Davarish, cheers to victory!"

"Cheers to victory!" The Hussars were in high spirits, each picking up a bottle of vodka and drinking happily.

"Davarisi, let's drink another drink to a better life!"

"Cheers to a better life!" The hussars drank again. Each hussar's face showed joy and satisfaction, and they collectively howled like a bear: "Wow~"

Fulgan looked at this scene, he smiled, and said nothing more. Vodka is the Reka coffee of the Hussars. Since it is his army, the supply must be met, otherwise Fulgan will have to go to the Ministry of Military Affairs.

Let the quartermasters understand.

Just on the pier, a man was wearing the high-collar trench coat and breastplate unique to the Empire's demon hunters, and a tall gentleman's hat with several colorful hat feathers on it, with standard hair.

He has a mustache, a few wooden nails hanging on a belt on his chest, a thin sword made of fine silver and a short knife made of steel hanging on his waist, and on the other side hangs an exquisite sword produced by the Brunswick Military Factory

short fire blunderbuss.

Fulgrim noticed that Julius was confronting the demon hunter, and he stepped forward: "What's going on? I heard that this demon hunter wants to see me?"

"Yes." Julius was frowning. He had obviously regarded himself as Fulgrim's subordinate, and pointed at the broad-edged sword blessed by the Lake God's prophet: "Hertwig -

Van Hel, who claims to be a doctor from Brunswick...or a witcher, said he wants to see you and has something to tell you."

"Do you have something to tell me?" Fulgrim waved his hand for everyone to step aside. He walked up to the demon hunter and looked down at the human being.

Fulgrim's eyes were extremely oppressive and scrutinizing. The demon hunter could feel that all his secrets seemed to be invisible in front of the legion commander. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He couldn't help but

He spoke first: "Your Excellency, Army Commander, I am Hertwig, Hertwig van Hel, a doctor."

"A doctor? I don't think you look like a doctor at all, but more like..." Fulgan stared at the person in front of him: "This is Lustria, not the empire. You, a demon hunter, don't stay in the empire to accept commissions and

To expel corruption and eliminate cultists, what are you doing here? Wait, I seem to have read about the Van Hel family in a book..."

"He is a demon hunter, and his whole family is a demon hunter!" Julius's tone was obviously more serious. The expedition knight could not say that he was hostile or disgusted with the demon hunter, but at least he did not have a good impression of him.

After Julius said this, Fulgrim remembered.

The Van Hel family is one of the most famous witcher families in the empire.

This family was previously a noble family in the now abandoned province of the empire, Sylvania. During the Black Death War, Sylvania was attacked by Skaven who were eager to obtain warpstones.

At this critical moment, Frederick, the head of the Van Hel family, tried every means to fight against the Skaven, but all failed.

Just when the plague was about to destroy his territory and family, a "kind-hearted" stranger taught him necromancy. Frederick relied on the power of necromancy to finally defeat the Skaven and save his family.

and territory, he became the first necromancer in the empire and wrote the most famous necromance book "The Book of Van Hel".

That kind stranger was later revealed to be the original vampire count and later elector of Sylvania, Vlad von Carstein.

Frederick used necromancy to make the family prosperous, but he eventually exposed himself. All members of the Van Hel family were immediately shocked that the family was actually a necromancer, and then they were filled with fury. In Frederick

After being defeated and killed in the war, all members of the Van Hel family swore that they were obliged to spend their entire lives fighting against the evil that their ancestors had brought to the empire.

In this way, this famous witcher family was born.

The irony is that if it were not for the undead magic of the ancestors, this family would have perished due to the Black Death and the attacks of the Skaven.

"This is Lustria. Dear Mr. Hertwig, you should go to the empire to find the vampires lurking in the markets and palaces. This is Lustria. You should look for vampires in the tropical rain forests and beaches.

?" Fulgan recalled the history of this famous family, and he shrugged: "Sir, you may have come to the wrong place. Do you need me to send someone to help you return to the empire?"

"I am a doctor." The demon hunter said seriously: "My profession is a doctor and a part-time demon hunter. I can treat most difficult and complicated diseases. My medical skills are better than those of the bishops in the Temple of the Goddess of Mercy. If I

If your guess is correct, Your Excellency, Legion Commander, your camp must be lacking excellent doctors."

"Are you here to join us?" Fulgan's expression changed slightly. His camp really needed a good doctor: "But why do you want to work part-time as a demon hunter?"

"Studying medicine can't save the people of the Empire." Hertwig nodded, with a certain joy in his vicissitudes of eyes: "But the demon hunter can."

"You still haven't given a reason." Fulgan retorted.

"Can you give me a few minutes?"

"certainly!"

"I used to be a doctor in Braunschweig. I have been burdened with this name too much. I just want to live a quiet life and live an ordinary life with my fiancée Matilda." Hertwig said deeply.

"But maybe my surname is destined to be associated with the dead. One night, I received a dying patient. What's strange is that he had a wooden stake stuck in his chest and his breathing was already very weak."

"I didn't understand, so I reached out and pulled out the wooden stake, helped him treat the wound, and then paid a huge price for it. Late that night, the patient woke up, he grabbed my fiancée Matilda and gave her a

She gave me a 'kiss of blood', and I tried my best to drive away the monster, but it was too late. In order not to let Mathil

Da turned into an undead, so I killed my fiancée with my own hands, pierced her chest with a wooden stake, and chopped off her head." The demon hunter continued: "From that moment on, I understood that it was better to learn medicine to deal with it.

If I can't save the vampires, I can't save the empire. Becoming a demon hunter is my destiny, Van Hel, and it's time to embrace it."

"I spent more than ten years tracking the whereabouts of that monster. I learned that his name is Red-haired Alistar, and he is a vampire pirate." The demon hunter continued: "What happened next is very simple. I followed the empire.

The army arrived here, but when I found Alistar's whereabouts on the Vampire Coast..."

"It's already dead, I killed it." Julius said unceremoniously: "I chopped off his head, drove a stake through his body, and then burned him completely with flames."

"Yes, I'm very grateful that you helped me avenge myself. Although I really want to kill this monster with my own hands, I know that I don't have an army. If it weren't for you, it would be difficult for me to do it alone." Hertwig nodded:

"Therefore, I want to repay you. In exchange for destroying my enemy, I am willing to join you."

"Very welcome!" Fulgrim's attitude immediately changed: "We need your power very much, Mr. Van Hel."

"There are many Mr. Van Hale. The commander of the army should call me Hertwig." The demon hunter got a satisfactory result: "Thank you for taking me in."

"You're welcome." Fulgen finally had a smile on his face: "Mr. Hertwig, you are lucky. We have a mission soon and need your help."

"I'm honored."

.........I am the dividing line between studying medicine and not being able to save the people of the Empire......

Two weeks later, the new world, the continent of Lustria, the great forest sea, and the road to Itaza.

Fulgrim led his own Phoenix Guards, together with the golden mage Karim, the expedition knight Julius, the halfling Harpy and the newly joined demon hunter Hertwig, with a skink priest and several temple guards.

Under the leadership of the leader, we headed towards the original city of Itaza.

They will return the Old Ones Tablets in the future.

More than five hundred elite swordsmen, foot knights and musketeers of the Ash Legion followed behind the lizard men. The dense and hot environment made people who were not accustomed to this climate feel uncomfortable, but they were not here.

For fun.

Fulgrim also had to meet with Master Croc, who seemed to have something extremely important to tell him.

What no one noticed was that on a tree crown about five hundred meters away from the army, a wood elf wanderer was secretly observing everything. She wore a huge antlered helmet and a

A set of Wood Elf chain armor made of Vaal anvil, holding a large Wood Elf composite bow full of spark power, with green vines wrapped around the back of the bow, hidden in the canopy of the tree.

"The human army actually appeared here?" The Lost Guest muttered: "It seems like they are planning to enter Itaza!"

"In this case, there must be something on them that can pass through the protective barrier of Itaza City!" The Lost Guest gritted her teeth, and she decided to make a desperate move: "Very good, just let me snatch it!"

"Emerald Pool, here I come!"


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