Warhammer in a box

Chapter 84: Followers of Slaanesh
On the other side, the craftsman from the second workshop walked directly out of the city. He walked out of the city gate, headed towards the outskirts of the city, and came to a remote village. There was a small market in the village, selling some local products or furs, but this market didn't seem to have much business, with only a few people strolling around the few stalls in the market.

He looked at the setting sun and found a place to sit down.

As the sun set, the entire village fell into darkness, and a man completely covered by a burqa walked up to the craftsman.

"Dear Madam, I have something to report to the Association."

"Come with me."

The woman just said lightly, and then brought the craftsmen to a house. She opened the door and walked in, then opened the secret door on the floor, and a long passage leading directly to the underground appeared in front of them.

The craftsman's face was filled with desire.

Led by the woman, the two men walked down, passed hundreds of steps, and stopped only when they entered a huge underground space. From the ground, it was impossible to tell that such a large space had been dug out underneath.

The entire underground space formed a sharp contrast with the ground. If the ground was just a deserted market, then this place was bustling with people, just like a lively market. At a glance, there were at least thousands of people partying and drinking here. Most of the men and women wore burqas and masks to cover their faces.

This is the mutant dungeon hidden in Nuln. These mutated humans affected by Chaos have been hunted down by the officials of the Empire and the Church. They hide here, and this place is also called the Midnight Market. This is not only a hiding place for mutants, but also a stronghold of the Slaanesh cult and pleasure-seeking maniacs.

How could such a large market go undetected, and that's because of the pleasure-seeking maniacs operating in it.

The Pleasure Seekers are not as violent as Khorne, nor are they as Nurgle's cultists who think about spreading plague all day long, nor are they like the followers of Tzeentch who play politics.

They are not interested in military affairs or politics; they only care about current enjoyment, but because a large number of their members hold important positions, they have strong political sensitivity.

They just keep on recruiting their believers covertly. Of course, don't think that they won't take people's souls. All this is only relative. They will let you voluntarily sacrifice yourself and sacrifice your soul in bliss.

Pleasure-seeking maniacs accept almost anyone to join, and don't even care about the other person's religious beliefs. Many people don't know what they are entering when they join, but after enjoying the ultimate pleasure, they can't extricate themselves and can never leave.

In fact, the clergy also have desires. Due to the restrictions of dogma and their own status, their desires are even stronger than those of ordinary people. As for those high-ranking officials and nobles, in order to seek excitement, the believers of Slaanesh will try their best to cater to their hobbies.

Help them hold absurd banquets, and finally it is just impa who does it purely for pleasure.

These noble officials and clergy who have completely fallen without realizing it will take the initiative to hide their tracks for the pleasure-seeking maniacs in order to cover up their own dirty side.

This is why the midnight market has existed to this day.

The woman took the craftsman to a secluded corner, passing by men and women who were having fun one after another. Then five other burqa women came from various parts of the market, a total of six people, and they surrounded the craftsman.

"Tell me what you want to report. If you bring back valuable information, you can spend a night in the pleasure house."

Hearing the woman's words, the craftsman's breathing became heavier, as if he had heard of an incredible reward.
He then recounted everything that had happened to Gurman and the others in the workshop.

After listening to the craftsman's story, one of the women nodded.

"Go, you have your reward," the woman said to the craftsman.

"Thank you, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am!!!" The craftsman's face also turned red.

After the craftsman left, the six people began to talk.

"An engineer whose name I have never heard of? Interesting. If we can successfully recruit him, the church's influence on Noon can be further enhanced."

"Then should we send someone to find out where they live and try to contact them?"

"I think it's okay! Let's arrange someone to do it." After the six people made the decision, they disappeared into the crowd again amid the sounds of music in the market.

Gulman and the others did not know that they had been targeted by both forces. Led by their servants, they came to the residence arranged for them by West.

This house was a mansion owned by the Gunnery College, specially used to receive guests from all over the world. In order to show his importance to them, West arranged an entire building for them to live in.

While they were resting, Zhang Heng was also observing the entire Noon.

"Why does the whole city feel much more stable than I imagined?" Zhang Heng's God's perspective could penetrate the houses but could not penetrate the thick ground.

(Just like in Zelda 2, the ground and underground are completely two maps)

This prevented him from directly finding the enemies he wanted to find, the ratmen hiding deep underground.

However, Zhang Heng still discovered an abnormal number of rats crawling on the streets of Noon at night.

When the sun sets, the rats emerge from Nuln's vast sewer system.

They nibble on the leftovers left by people, and a few rats even attack passers-by.

Passersby kicked the rats away and cursed the city managers and these disgusting rats.

However, the person who was bitten did not even notice that he slowly began to cough uncontrollably.

"So many rats? There's definitely something wrong with this number. It seems that the Skaa ratmen in the background may already be planning an attack on Nuln."

Although he didn't find any useful information at once, Zhang Heng was still searching hard.

Suddenly he discovered that a man wrapped tightly was walking towards a sewer entrance in Nun.

Apart from the sewer workers employed by Nuln, who would have nothing better to do than go into this stinking sewer and seek punishment? There must be something fishy going on!
And the so-called sewer worker does not mean it literally.

These are mercenaries hired by the Nunn government. They are responsible for clearing out the mutants hiding underground.

Zhang Heng wrote down the location and immediately informed Gulman and others who were still resting, asking them to go to the place he designated immediately.

Hearing the emperor's call, Gurman immediately gathered his men and ran out of the post station, heading towards the sewer entrance that Zhang Heng mentioned.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I saw a group of people running on the street.

Their voices immediately attracted Belegar who was drinking in the tavern nearby.

How can a dwarf sit idle in a room where there is a tavern?

"Hey, hey, hey, Gulman, where are you going?" Belegar walked out of the tavern with a glass of wine and shouted loudly.

"Drink your wine!"

"Wait for me! I'm coming too!"

(End of this chapter)