Warhammer Divine Throne

After speaking, spiritual energy gathered on Laine, and he disappeared in a dazzling white light, leaving the divine kingdom of the Lake Fairy.

Watching Laine’s disappearing figure, the Lake Fairy put away her smile, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.

Her Divine Chosen Champion—Laine was excellent in every sense, deeply liked by her. With him, she could visit the Prime Material Plane anytime, anywhere. He could purify corruption, combat evil, and she believed that Laine would certainly become a core force under her command in the future.

However... the Lake Fairy could feel that Laine had his own thoughts and desires, she could not fully influence Laine’s mind. Her control over Laine was actually not strong, he didn’t need her assistance or guidance in many matters, hence her control over him was naturally weak.

This did not meet her needs, especially given Laine’s importance to her, she needed to strengthen Laine’s loyalty.

Many factions were now appearing around him, justice church’s paladins, those annoying witches, the Empire’s Griffin Duke, Marinburg’s Business Prince, and that detestable dark elf.

...By the way, although Laine was already twenty-five this year, he was still not married.

The Lake Fairy immediately set a bottom line, the wife of her Divine Chosen Champion, Laine Macado, could absolutely not be anyone other than her followers!

The lengthy meeting ended, and Laine emerged alone from the shores of Fairy Lake, then headed towards his domain with his entourage and the Antre Brothers and Sisters.

The meeting between the Lake Fairy and Laine was unprecedentedly long; many knights were curious about what they talked about, but Laine always smiled without answering, and no one dared to ask further.

Following the road in the Kakasong Duchy, the group finally arrived at Laine’s domain—Baron Gene’s Domain.

The scenery gradually became different.

Warm sunlight shone upon the road between the plains, countless peasants sang praises to deities among the lush fields, the trees and bushes bore abundant fruit, and a clear river flowed quietly along the road.

Large barns and windmills stood on the plain, the air was filled with the aroma of grape wine and grass, and the fragrance of earth, along the way, there was only peace and tranquility, prosperity and song.

The peaks of distant mountains revealed their true form amid layers of snow, the azure sky was cloudless.

”This is simply paradise on earth,” looking at the scenery along the way, Laine felt the bright sunshine and said to Julius.

”Ahead is your domain—Baron Gene’s Domain, and further is Winford Duchy,” Julius said.

The Duke of Winford’s ability in internal affairs was truly impressive; he managed a valley plain that was already wealthy and safe to make it so prosperous, here you don’t see peasants suffering from oppression, nor hostile gazes towards outsiders. Seeing the appearance of the Holy Grail Knight, Laine received countless cheers and praises from the peasants, which made him momentarily elated.

He immediately warned himself not to be arrogant, his tasks ahead were still very demanding, Winford Duchy and its affluence and peace did not represent the entirety of Brittania, along the way, hunger, desolation, and war still dominated.

”Neigh!” At this moment, from ahead of the team came the sound of a horse’s call, a Ranger Knight was riding an armored warhorse, charging towards a... windmill?

”For the Lady! For Brittania!” The Ranger Knight charged at the windmill, holding a cavalry lance, riding his warhorse.

Laine wondered what was happening? A real-life Don Quixote?

”Boom!” As everyone watched, the windmill suddenly shattered into pieces, and a Cyclops burst out from inside, a figure of five or six meters tall roared: ”Ahhhhh!”

”Prepare for battle!!!”