The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 344 Private visit by Weibo, but the Witch King

"Sorry, we're late~"

On the square of Black Tower Academy, Ciri led Caranthir into a slightly dim garden, and then greeted the surrounding academy teachers and Rohan without apology.

Although it sounds like a lot, there were actually no more than 20 teachers present, and most of them were elf sages from the Ain El clan.

Fortunately, the sorceress headed by Mekasha could barely become the teacher of the Black Tower Academy, otherwise Luohan would be too ugly in face.

"Cough cough cough~ Since everyone is here, let me say a few words..."

Seeing that all the teachers had arrived, Luo Han coughed lightly and stood up from the crowd. The wings on his back couldn't help shaking nervously. After a long silence, he slowly said:

"I believe that after getting along with each other in the past few months, everyone should be more aware of the social system of our Drucci elves, as well as the second Phoenix King to whom I am loyal—His Majesty Malekith, right?

Since he learned that I opened a magic academy in this world, he wrote me three magic letters in a row to ask what happened, and at the same time decided to come and visit in person! "

Luo Han was not worried that these teachers would not understand what he was talking about, because he had already popularized the history of elves on campus.

Since the students of the Black Tower Academy will most likely go to the Warhammer World to fight in the future, the complex history and human geography of the Warhammer World have also become compulsory courses for the Black Tower Academy, even more important than magic.

After all, he didn't want his students to spend a lot of time and energy studying the language of green skins and ratmen like a Tau diplomat in a parallel world!

hiss~
Hearing that the Witch King, who was respected by Lord Rohan, would come to visit in person, all the teachers present gasped, among them Ciri was a little surprised and said:

"Wow, is that the most bitter Ulthuan elf you often talk about, Ma Baonan, the representative of the dick's counterattack, and Tie Aojiao, the orthodox heir to the Phoenix Throne——Spicy Chicken Silk?"

"Although you didn't say anything wrong, you'd better not call him that in person. After all, His Majesty the Witch King can't be called an open-minded person."

Rohan looked at Ciri, who had no respect on his face, with some headaches, and then turned his attention to Caranhill, who was the headmaster, and said:

"According to the letter sent by the Witch King, I will go to Naggarond to meet His Majesty the Witch King in a month. At that time, I will first take His Majesty the Witch King to visit the Black Ark in the Iron Islands, and then fly across Viking Stroll Continent came to visit the Black Tower Academy.

After the visit is over, he will have a "friendship" exchange with you, then you must not show mercy! "

Hearing this, the elves and sages present couldn't help being stunned. Obviously, they didn't expect that the witch king, who had never been masked, would choose to compete with the strongest of the Black Tower Academy.

You must know that Caranthir is not only an elf sage with a strong knowledge of ice magic, but also an excellent navigator and master of magic constructs. His strength can be said to be the best in the academy.

Will the so-called His Majesty the Witch King really be Caranthir's opponent?
Even Caranthir was a little surprised, but he quickly realized that he misunderstood the meaning, and he couldn't help but put his hand on his neck and quickly scratched it down, and then said viciously:

"Don't worry, I will chop off his head and bring it to you. If you need an army to help you win the Phoenix Throne, then I can summon Tirnaria..."

"Stop, stop! You may have made some mistakes. The reason why I told you not to show mercy is because I was worried that you would be beaten to death!"

Luohan looked at the confident Caranthir with a strange expression on his face. You must know that even with his current strength, he dare not say that he can hold on to His Majesty the Witch King for a few times, and Caranthir can only be killed instantly portion.

The ability of ice magic and teleportation is indeed powerful, but is His Majesty the Witch King's black magic that has been studied for nearly ten thousand years just a joke?
The Witch King is really impatient, one overload [Soul Wither] is enough to kill everyone present except Rohan!

Seeing that Caranthir seemed a little dissatisfied, Luo Han waved his hand casually and interrupted the other party's speech, then looked at the people present with a serious face and said:

"Okay, okay, I'm just giving you a vaccination in advance, and then don't embarrass me in front of His Majesty the Witch King, understand?"

"Good lord."

"Don't worry, we will give you a surprise in a month's time!"

All the teachers showed confident smiles on their faces. After all, they are all bachelors with hundreds of years of research experience in their respective fields, and they all have their own pride in their hearts.

Only Caranthir, who was interrupted, stood in the crowd sullenly. As the youngest genius in Tirnaria's history, he also had his own pride at only two hundred years old.

'There's still a month to go... Maybe it's time to give Lord Lohan a little Ain-Air shock! '

———One month later, Naggarond
"You should shut down his magic academy immediately, and hand him over to me for trial, son, my words and deeds will make him tell all his secrets voluntarily!"

On the eerie rooftop of Castle Black, a seductive and almost naked elf woman is leaning on the shoulder of His Majesty the Witch King, trying to persuade her son to change his mind.

She is the number one scourge of the four beauties in the medieval world, the real chaos in the noble circle and the fellow of tens of thousands of elves. She is also the wife of the first Phoenix King, Morathi.

As the actual controller of Gorond, the Tower of Witchcraft, Morathi learned about the Black Tower Academy that Rohan was about to open through the eyeliner in Castle Black, so he hurried to Naggarond to try to persuade the Witch King.

In her opinion, Rohan and the Misty Lady he believed in were all unstable factors on her son's road to becoming king, and only by uprooting them could she solve her troubles.

Not to mention the Great Expedition of Chaos, which has caused a lot of noise among the people, and now even built a magic academy without authorization. Isn't this openly fighting for jobs with Gorond!

And what's so bad about chaos, why must we target them?

In Morathi's view, not only did Rohan not use his troops to assist his son's expedition against Ulthuan, but he even went to Kislev on the other side of the world to fight against Chaos, which is simply unreasonable!
"Humph."

Facing his crazy mother, Malekith just stared at her with his dark green eyes for a moment, and after a sneer, he turned his eyes to the sky, waiting for Rohan's arrival.

Just like what his mother said, Luohan's various behaviors really made him feel a little dissatisfied, and the establishment of the Black Tower Academy even has the possibility of overstepping!
The reason why he suddenly asked to visit the Black Tower Academy was not only to beat the head of the bodyguard who had followed him for 100 years, but also to check the degree of threat Luohan posed to him.

However, Morathi obviously got one thing wrong, that is, although Rohan made some presumptuous actions, he usually wrote a letter in advance to inform him, and he basically never concealed it.

In contrast, Morathi, as a mother, behaved too dishonestly:
The reason why Malekith expelled Morathi to the ancient city of Quintex back then was to keep her away from his traditional power, Gorond, and at the same time reduce her influence on the Pleasure Sect.

However, now that the ancient city of Quintex has been destroyed due to the strength of the last battle, Morathi returned to his loyal Gorond again, and at the same time vigorously developed the Pleasure Sect.

In the past few years, there have been astonishing thousands of large-scale inparties seized by the black guards, and there were even a few times that almost caused Slaanesh's portal to appear in Naggarond!
It would be fine if things were just like this, Thurse, it's not ashamed.

But the problem is that Morathi has actually started to engage in various power and sex transactions and expand the army, and now he has developed his eyeliner into his Castle Black, which has already touched His Majesty the Witch King's reverse scale!
After all, Sese, Slaanesh, and Sese are all masters.

If it weren't for the fact that Durucci's army is still in an important stage of rapid expansion, he would have asked Morathi to go to Ulthuan to deliver the head.

Just when His Majesty the Witch King was struggling with how to make Morathi find a place to die, a familiar yet unfamiliar silver figure suddenly appeared in Castle Black, which caught His Majesty the Witch King's attention.

He recognized that it was Rohan's figure, but the blue portal that suddenly flashed made him more concerned.

"Silver-white flash... I remember it should be a purple portal. It seems that my information is out of date."

Looking at Rohan who flashed into the castle again, Malekith couldn't help being a little surprised on the face under the brass mask. After all, even he couldn't control the advanced magic of space very skillfully.

He was sure that there was nothing wrong with the information about Rohan in the past few years, so this teleportation magic was obviously an unknown magic that the other party had just mastered in a different world.

Thinking of this, Malekith's dissatisfaction with Rohan's arrogance gradually subsided, and he looked forward to the rare beginning of the Black Tower Academy that he was about to visit next.

"Your Majesty the Witch King, Rohan, the Lord of Fear, is waiting for your summons in the living room. Do you need to let him in?"

Not long after, a dull voice came from outside the door. It was his loyal Naggarond's new captain of the Black Guard—Kuran Blackhand.

After hearing Kuran's question, Malekith directly put aside Morathi, who was pretending to be looking at him pitifully, and then took the initiative to walk towards the living room under Kuran's shocked gaze.

"Your Majesty, you want to see him in person?"

"Well, I will leave Naggarond with Lohan for a few days. Whatever happens during this period will be handled by you. If something big happens, wait until I come back. Do you understand?"

"Obey, I will firmly guard the gate of Castle Black for you!"

Seeing His Majesty the Witch King disappear into the living room, Kuran withdrew his admiring gaze, and then a faint jealousy and adoration emerged in his heart.

The senior named Luohan was actually received by His Majesty the Witch King in person, and he seemed to be a young lord who was good at fighting. No matter how you looked at it, he was already a winner in life in the Drucci society.

Really... envious! ! !

In the living room, Luo Han didn't know that he had already got the jealousy and longing of a junior at this moment. At this moment, he was looking at His Majesty the Witch King in front of him in embarrassment, and said with a haha:

"Eh hehe, I really didn't expect His Majesty the Witch King to come to me in person. If this is said, it will definitely be called a matter of honoring the ancestors. It is really..."

"I'm not here to listen to your bragging, Rohan, if you can't explain your behavior well this time, then I have to go over the old ones with you."

His Majesty the Witch King is obviously immune to this kind of worthless flattery. After all, no matter how much you change the praise, it will be annoying after listening to it for tens of thousands of years.

Rohan had already expected His Majesty the Witch King's ruthlessness, so he decisively put his hand on the other's barbed shoulder, and then decisively opened the portal to Westeros.

"Let's go, Your Majesty, I will be your tour guide to visit the new world."

Before His Majesty the Witch King could react, he noticed that his body was covered by a dazzling blue light, and then he felt dizzy, and his body seemed to be suspended in the void.

The concept of time and space was completely deprived at this moment, and in the face of this sudden situation, a touch of panic that should not be noticed flashed in his emerald green eyes.

As a master of black magic, he naturally knows what kind of situation he is in now:

Time Rift!

In that short moment, His Majesty the Witch King could even feel that the eternal burning Asuryan flame in his body seemed to be crazily devouring his body, as if it was about to take away his body and soul.

However, the strange thing is that the deep pain that burned his soul did not come, but brought him a long-lost and even a little strange warmth.

The last time I experienced this feeling, it seems to be the last time, right?

When was the last time...
"Alissa..."

His Majesty the Witch King couldn't help but let out a low murmur, but then the warmth faded away like a tide, followed by the familiar burning sensation and the pain that seemed to accompany him for the rest of his life.

Sure enough, all of this is fake, Asuryan's holy flame is still torturing her, and she will never come back!
However, before he could roar angrily, Rohan's worried and flustered figure suddenly came from his ears, making him calm down subconsciously:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?! Fuck, if something happens to you with me, all your plans will come to an end! What should I do? Do you need artificial respiration? Or slap me a few times?"

Then His Majesty the Witch King felt the mask on his face being slowly moved, and felt his midnight armor shaking constantly, so he hurriedly opened his eyes and shouted:

"If you dare to take off my armor, then I will swear to Kane that I will take off your hands and eyeballs and chop them into minced meat!"

(End of this chapter)