Warhammer Divine Throne

”Here you go first, I think you need it the most.” Arthur didn’t finish his words, he put down the towel: ”If you have any questions, feel free to ask me... Oh, by the way, is the funding for the Wizard Tower’s construction alright? Do you need me to lend you some?”

”You lend to me? How would I repay you?” Teresa gave Arthur a sideways glance: ”Don’t worry, I managed to gather some on my own, my mother gave me some, and finally I borrowed some from the Jialan Council, and even Veronica reached out to help me.”

”Veronica?! She’s actually willing to help you!” Arthur felt quite surprised at this, stopping what he was doing: ”That’s really hard to believe.”

”Hah, that’s between us, you don’t need to know.” Teresa replied cheekily: ”You’d better continue preparing for your marriage with Marchioness Surya.”

Arthur nodded awkwardly, knowing why Teresa was willing to abandon her promising future in Jialan and come to his territory to build a Wizard Tower: ”Apologies, if you need anything, just let me know, I’ll arrange someone to help you.”

”I have money, and people, not much need indeed. Oh, I plan to take Emma to Boldro to buy something, are you free to come with me?” Teresa looked up at Arthur, her silver eyes full of expectation.

”Today?” Emma was Teresa’s newly accepted apprentice, and now there were quite a few witch apprentices in Arthur’s territory, the residents no longer found it strange.

”Yes, today.” Teresa noticed Arthur’s tone loosened, continued saying: ”We’ll ride over today, stay overnight there, and ride back tomorrow, it won’t take much time.”

”Hmm~” This request was quite normal because when Arthur went with them, all the shops could offer an 80% discount (Holy Grail Knight special), Arthur began to think about his schedule today, whether he could make a trip with Teresa.

”Miss Teresa, I believe you don’t have the time to go shopping in Boldro!” A cold voice abruptly interrupted their chat.

Mogiana, wearing a diagonally draped shoulder lily pleated skirt, unknown when she approached, with a golden crown on her head, and barefoot, the Lake God Witch’s beautiful face wore a hint of anger and impatience: ”Your High Gothic Language studies are not up to standard yet, today you must quickly master the sixth and tenth battles of Arthur’s founding twelve battles, and by sunset, recite them to me in High Gothic.”

”Your Highness Mogiana, but today wasn’t the lesson already…” Teresa felt quite puzzled, she instinctively argued: ”…already finished?”

”Since you are learning High Gothic Language from me, the lessons are as I decide, obviously Miss Teresa, you have not met the expected requirements, so please spend more time!” Mogiana scolded the female sorcerer, her tone not very pleasant.

After speaking, Mogiana glared at Arthur who wanted to come to assistance, the Count had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, in this kingdom, Mogiana’s authority was irrefutable.

”Come with me! Miss Teresa.” Mogiana indicated for Teresa to return to the pavilion, the break was over.

”Yes, Your Highness Mogiana.”

.......

Just as Mogiana was instructing Teresa in High Gothic Language usage, in Boldro, Bodlukes, Manannan Shipyard.

A medium-sized Dwarf ironclad ship was berthing at the port.

In the entourage of dozens of Dwarf Long-bearded Warriors and Hammer Warriors, an old Dwarf with a white beard stepped foot onto Boldro’s land.

His face was full of the weight of years and hardened like stone, but upon seeing the thriving scenes of Boldro’s dock, the old Dwarf lightly sighed: ”Five hundred years, indeed the outside world has changed.”

”Master Clark, we’ve arrived in Boldro, the humans inviting you to forge weapons are inland, we still need to travel some distance.” A Dwarf Rune Craftsman with a long white beard said, this Dwarf was also over four hundred years old, but in front of the old Dwarf, he was like a child, respectfully.

”Hmm, just go as directed.” Dwarf Rune Craftsman Association President Clark the Harsh nodded, carrying his Doomsday Anvil, holding his big Iron Hammer, heading towards the shore.

More than a hundred Dwarves followed closely behind him.

”This... Dwarf... Sir, um... at the port...” Boldro Duke Bodric’s dock Tax Officer said with a smile, following behind the Dwarves: ”Landing here requires registration for name and… paying tax…”

”Hmm?” Clark the Harsh stopped, glared at the Tax Officer.

Dozens of Dwarf Long-bearded Warriors and Hammer Warriors all raised their weapons, looking at the Tax Officer.

”Uh… I mean, Dwarf brothers, welcome to Boldro!” The Tax Officer immediately straightened his back, loudly said: ”Hope you have a great time here!”

”Hmph~” Clark the Harsh barely understood what this human was saying, he nodded and walked away.

”President! Look over there!” The Dwarves had only walked a few steps when a Rune Craftsman pointed to the coast, saying: ”There is?”

On the horizon appeared a giant ship, this giant ship was about a hundred and thirty meters long, twenty-three or four meters wide, the giant sails of the ship painted with the flag emblem of the Safuri Kingdom of High Elf, a Phoenix flying along this giant ship!

”It’s the sharp ears! That’s the High Elf’s ocean-going giant ship! What bad luck, why did I just come down the mountain and run into these sharp ears?!” Clark the Harsh muttered about bad luck but stopped his steps.

The Dwarves all paused as well.

The High Elf’s ocean-going giant ship sailed at high speed, this giant ship took only mere minutes from appearance to berth, forcibly pushing aside many merchant ships intending to dock, and dominantly landed at Manannan Dry Dock.

The hatch opened, swarms of High Elf soldiers emerged, first among them were large groups of High Elf Archers wearing feather crowns, chest armors, cloth robes, and High Elf Long Spear Soldiers wearing pointed helmets and scale armor skirts, they swiftly and aggressively took control of the dock, then signaled everyone to clear out!

With humans on the dock being driven away, more High Elf soldiers flooded out of the cabin, wielding Elf great bows, carrying cross spears and shields on their backs, dressed in blue and white High Elf half plate armor and armor skirts, High Elf soldiers appeared in large numbers, forming orderly columns, their every move flowing beautifully, exhibiting captivating artistic grace.

Next came the High Elf elite, wearing sharp-top red feathered helmets and red-white enchanted plate armors, they appeared last, possessing the most imposing presence, notably, these last appearing elite numbered less than a hundred, but each bore a Legendary Tier aura, meaning these less than a hundred High Elves were all Legendary Tier powerhouses!

Each of these elite wielded a giant sword! Each of these giant swords was over 1.2 meters in length!

On the dock, all the humans were dumbfounded, Boldro Duke Bodric’s appointed Tax Officer’s face alternated between blue and white, clueless on what to do as the High Elf army suddenly appeared in Boldro?!

Could I still continue as the dock’s Tax Officer or not?

The Dwarves stood afar watching the spectacle, the Tax Officer had no choice but to grit his teeth and step forward, using his awkward Low Gothic Language: ”Um… High Elf sir?”

Several dozen High Elf Long Spear Soldiers and Archers all focused their gaze on him, the Tax Officer was so frightened his legs went weak, retreating several steps: ”Um… is there some business you have in Boldro?”

”...” A few High Elves glanced at each other, not understanding what this human was saying, simply ignored him.

The Tax Officer was very embarrassed, couldn’t retreat, nor advance, fearing he might die, he could only loudly repeat his words: ”Is there some business for High Elves coming to Boldro?”

His luck was good, someone understood.

”Step~ step~ step~” From the High Elf’s ocean-going giant ship, finally a person came down.

He wore the Safuri Campaign Crown, held Lilith’s Moon Staff, dressed in a blue-white High Elf Great Mage Robe, stepping down from the giant ship, the High Elf troops shifted slightly like water waves, clearing a path for him.

Clearly, he was the leader of this army.

This person walked to the dock Tax Officer, speaking proficiently in Low Gothic Language.

”I am the Supreme Grandmaster Tygris of the Safurios White Tower Mage Council… Who are you?”