Warhammer

A line of tears silently rolled down.

"Please keep your promise, Your Majesty."

"Huh..." Al blew a breath of hot air into the woman's ear, stood back on the ground, and began to take off his pants.

The skirt fell to the ground, leaving nothing between Al and Isabella.

The prince's eyes almost popped out of his sockets when he saw this scene.

Rodrigo wailed, completely throwing away his dignity, persistence, and all his past pride. His swollen cheeks had rubbed against the stone bricks and were already bloody, but the prince still begged:

"Please, let her go... let her go... let her go." "Pa pa!" Without waiting for the prince to finish his words, Al slapped the princess on the princess's perky peach buttocks on both sides.

The princess was truly a stunning beauty. Al held her plump legs on both sides, touching from the pits of her knees all the way to the base of her legs. Every inch of her skin was as soft as agar, elastic and smooth to the touch. These were Al's favorite types of plump legs, with a shape and curve that were exquisite, plump and sexy.

The plump and perky buttocks complement each other perfectly, making Al unable to let go. He gently pats it to squeeze out the lustful waves of flesh, which is particularly pleasing to the eye, especially when it is on the body of someone else's wife.

"I'm going in!"

Al notified the original owner of the house, then spread the princess' legs apart, thrust his lower back forward, and drove his thick and long cock straight in, slamming heavily into the princess's flower room.

"do not want!"

The prince, his face still pressed to the ground, uttered a desperate wail.

"Well!"

The princess couldn't control a groan from her throat.

For the prince, although he could not see the specific situation, there was no greater painful and bitter emotion for a husband than the moan from his wife.

"I'm going to kill you!!!!!!!!!"

He opened his mouth and let out a hoarse cry.

And Al just found it funny.

After he entered, he was not impatient. He first explored the outer circle gently, feeling the warmth, softness, tightness and trembling inside the princess' body, as if a soft and moist little mouth was sucking on the tip of Al's spear.

Al slowly thrust his waist forward, allowing the spear to gradually separate the soft flesh and penetrate into Isabella's vagina. The princess's neck suddenly raised because of his actions, and an uncontrollable soft moan came from her throat.

"Today, I am with His Excellency the Prince. Thank you for your hard work, Princess."

Isabella was suspended in the air by the tentacles with her head hanging. Her exquisite ladylike bun was still in place. She did not open her mouth to respond to Al's teasing, but kept making low moans in her throat as he moved. Her body was also responding to Al actively but slowly.

El's condition was that she should "serve" instead of just lying on the grass.

Even though her husband was right in front of her—or perhaps it was precisely because her husband was right in front of her that she made such a request.

The princess could only obey, and even had to actively twist her waist to please the conqueror behind her, just like she had done with her husband before.

Being with her husband, even during the "blasphemous" experience in the monastery, was a hot and sweet love; but now Isabella only felt like a lustful and ignorant prostitute.

What's even more terrifying is that as the intercourse deepened, it seemed as if something in her body was gradually "awakening". The pleasure became more and more intense, and her reason seemed to be gradually moving away and deviating from its original track. She was very afraid of losing herself, or even falling. She wanted to stop everything now but did not dare to give up the opportunity before her - she had already lost her virginity after Al entered.

If they fail to catch Al paying the "prostitution fee" even for a more evil purpose, a completely dark future will be waiting for Isabella and Rodrigo.

"Goddess forgive me"

"Rodrigo"

In the pain of despair, the princess could only hold on to the two people who were most important to her, hoping that she would not sink forever.

Chapter 93: Consecration Ceremony

"Rodrigo, Prince of Miragliano... was born in the palace, raised by women, and does not know the seriousness of military and national affairs. He speaks nonsense to satisfy his tongue..."

"He is stubborn and frivolous, and is unfit to rule the country. The emperor, mindful of the three generations of the Vittorio Emanuele who have ruled the country and made contributions to the country, and the people of the country all miss the hopes of their fathers, has removed his title of king and appointed him Duke of Miragliano to guard the ancestral temple."

"Your Majesty's message:

"I hope you can cultivate your virtues and work hard to govern the country, so as to redeem the disaster caused by your words. Your wife is both talented and beautiful, and has both virtues and virtues. She has broad thoughts and profound wisdom. She is your perfect match and can make up for your shortcomings. Please consult your wife's opinion in advance. I hope you and your wife can be one, manage the family in harmony, govern the people for me, and live up to my pardon!"

The issue of the nominal ruler of the most powerful principality in all of Tirell was settled when the Golden Palace Herald, holding Aiur's edict, announced the emperor's will to the representatives of the principalities in the Senate of Remas.

Unexpectedly, Ai'er seemed to have taken action, but he did not seem to punish the former prince who was even regarded by many Tyrells as "stupid Rodrigo" and "culprit Rodrigo". He even retained the "throne" of the prince - although he was demoted to a prince, at least he was still the nominal ruler of Miragliano, which was no different from before in the eyes of most people.

Some of Al's other "punishment" measures:

For example, when returning home, one cannot take a ship or a carriage, but must ride a horse or walk;

All the servants in the Black Castle were dismissed. It was too extravagant for thousands of people to serve a few people. Except for a few who could find jobs elsewhere (such as Margarita's Golden House), most of them were transferred to the civilian population or incorporated into some special organizations.

The prince does not need to worry about governing the country for the time being, as he does not have the ability to do so now. The affairs of Miragliano will be governed by his wife, Princess Isabella - now the Grand Duchess Isabella and the representative council put forward by the six major families of Milan. Archduke Rodrigo himself will have to receive daily instruction from the Reformed War Church and the Five Seals priests assigned by El, and will not be allowed to touch power again until he regains the ability to govern the country and the moral character of not messing around.

In order to be able to inspect the Grand Duke's "study" at any time, the Grand Duke will have to meet with Al regularly every three months to report on his progress in study and reflection and accept review; at the same time, Al may also visit Mi City to personally examine the Prince's learning achievements...

In people's eyes, it is more or less boring and belongs to the marginal issues.

The Visconti family has retained its "throne", at least temporarily. Apart from those who hated the "Octopus Spider's stupidity" because of the hardships they suffered in this war, the most disappointed people are the six major families of Mi City.

Since Al had saved Visconti, it was impossible for the six families to divide up the power of Miragliano under Al.

The beaten Octopus Spider didn't dare to look back at Al. Even if it didn't dare to take any action because the situation was just calmed down, it would definitely take revenge on them in the future, especially the Field family who took action personally.

Although the six major families had some complaints about this, as they were undoubtedly the mortal enemies of Visconti, they naturally hoped to completely eliminate this family, even if Al supported a puppet to take power in the end.

The current situation is that they have to be like two dogs tied to a rope at one end, trying to please their master while biting and fighting each other.

But as his rule became initially stable, Al's authority gradually began to take root in people's hearts.

If in the past people were simply afraid of power and the might of the legion, then as time went by, this mentality would be coupled with awe of "royal power" and "orthodoxy."

At least it has not reached the point of going astray, and no one dares to resist him and risk being purged by the entire clan.

Thus, Rodrigo's identity as the last Prince of Miragliano and the first Grand Duke was established.

In order to express his forgiveness and respect for the leader of the alliance, when he appeared on the stage, the prince personally wore a half-face mask made by Margarita Crafts in the style of Al to show his intention to follow him.

However, the style of the Grand Duke's mask is different from the common one worn by Margarita. People in the United Kingdom tend to cover either the upper half or the lower half of their face, while the mask worn by the Grand Duke is a rare one that covers the left side of the face while leaving the right side exposed.

The scene of this first couple, whose fame was once known throughout Tyrell, holding hands, climbing the three stone steps of the Senate, walking onto the podium, and thanking the Golden Palace Envoy holding the double-headed eagle banner left a deep impression on many Tyrell elites present at the meeting.

Whether out of excitement or for some other reason, the couple's steps were a little unsteady after they entered the Senate meeting room. Fortunately, they did not trip and fall. Otherwise, the legitimacy of this couple, who was believed to have escaped punishment and retained their status entirely because of Al's mercy, would be even more questioned by outsiders.

Al did not attend the ceremony, which was considered a semi-canonization ceremony, although he really wanted to see it with his own eyes:

How did the former princess Isabella maintain her posture in front of countless eyes, using sticky cloth to seal Al's semen inside her body, while her body, from top to bottom, including her mouth, still had Al's semen?

There was also the prince, who was holding his wife's hand and could even clearly smell the strong scent of Isabella's essence. Even the palms of their hands felt strange. How could he be led by his wife to complete the normal ceremony like a puppet?

All these scenes.

But he had more important things to do.

Coincidentally, he had just ejaculated in front of the new Grand Duke, using his beautiful wife's mouth as a masturbation cup.

So Al ordered the couple and the servants to take them to the canonization ceremony, and it was sufficient for the Golden Palace Envoy to do his own work.

Then, just like perhaps most men in both worlds have the ability to learn without any guidance.

After ejaculation, they start discussing politics or national affairs.

El arrived at the Temple of Myrmidia in Remas.

Because during the siege, the Church of Remas showed a resolute attitude and behavior of resistance, they were hit the hardest after the city was broken.

Almost all the priests were packed up and sent to Estalia or the Withered Swamp, where they would be severely criticized by the reprimand order issued by Grand Patriarch Gregory, who was acting as Grand Patriarch of Tyrell, and then ordered to be confined for reflection.

The war church forces of Remas were basically cleared out from cities to villages, and replaced by the reformist priests who crossed the East.

It can be seen that the church in Remas is different from those in Miragliano and Margarita. In these two good places, Ai'er had visited the local sanctuaries of the lost goddess of war. Without exception, they only enshrined the statue of the goddess Myrmidia, and nothing else.

But in Remas, when El stepped into the "Mirmidia" temple, he saw many other various sculptures of gods.

Most of them are gods worshipped by the Tirell people before the Great War. Among them are widely-believed great gods such as Manarn, the god of the sea, Mor, the god of death, Verena, Tal, and Sigmar, as well as some city gods and regional gods that are only popularly worshipped in a certain city-state in Tirell.

Chapter 94: Gods of the South

Once, in Tireel, the most important temple of Myrmidia was located at Remas.

In the ancient beliefs of the South, they believe that Myrmidia once lived in the mortal world as a mortal and led her people to defeat many foreign invasions. She was eventually killed by an assassin (probably a Skaven) before her coronation ceremony, and she became a goddess again.

Regarding this point, there are two perceptions in the Church of War. One is that Myrmidia was a god first, then came down to the mortal world to act as a human, and finally ascended to god again; the other is that Myrmidia was originally a mortal, and then ascended to the altar like the God-Emperor Sigmar.

The latter was strongly resisted by the Church of Sigmar, as they insisted that God-Emperor Sigmar was the only being who ascended to godhood as a mortal.

After the great war, Myrmidia's power was greatly enhanced throughout the south, in the core sphere of influence of the Goddess of War's faith. During the holy war, all southerners shouted the holy name of Myrmidia and declared war on all foreign enemies. After the victory of the holy war, the goddess's authority was also consolidated.

It was at that time, about sixty years ago, when the last crusade from the Empire, carrying the double-tailed comet flag, withdrew from the base in the Rat Ruined City, that a new trend of thought began to emerge in the south:

The Lord of All Armies, the Protector of the South, the Almighty Goddess who rules over everything in the South! Goddess of the South!

This trend of thought upgraded Myrmidia and almost unified the traditional pantheon of the southerners. Except for a few gods with special status or great influence, such as Mor, the god of death who holds an important position in Tireil culture, Verena, the mother of the goddess and goddess of justice and knowledge (but now only a few judges and scholars return to the faith), and Manann, who holds the power of the sea and has a profound influence on the southern countries that rely on the sea for their livelihood... the power of faith of a large number of gods in the old pantheon has been brought under the wings of Myrmidia.

Like the southern variant of Bloody Kane, the god of murder and assassins "Kahn", the god of merchants Mesopio, the god of revenge and one of the gods of law Solkan...

Their positions in the south were all replaced by Myrmidia, and all their priesthood and beliefs were incorporated into the realm of the "Goddess of the South", including the provincial gods and principality gods that the Lusignans had always worshipped. Lucca and Luccachina, two former kings and ancestor gods of the earliest origin city of the Tilers, were all included in Myrmidia. The Lusignans gradually became proud of the bloodline of their former kings and no longer worshipped their ancestors as gods.

Strictly speaking, this trend of thought is not radical. At least it is slightly milder than the big bald heads of the Sigma Church who destroyed mountains and temples, blocked doors everywhere for debate, and forced a large number of small and medium-sized churches to close down and move abroad.

But it is also a kind of, in El's understanding: the category of war between gods.

Myrmidia rises, and the gods fade away.

It would be fine if it was gods like Mannan and Shalaya whose influence spread throughout the old world, but the beliefs of the southerners, the native and classical gods, were annihilated after they lost their believers in the south.

Although Al has never figured out the relationship between gods and faith in the medieval world, it doesn't seem to mean that gods will disappear without believers, but this situation is certainly not a good thing.

However, during the process of Myrmidia's expansion, it did not encounter any open bloody conflicts. It is hard to say about the divine realm, but at least it is like this in the mortal world.

The War Church, which holds an absolute advantage, only needs to use force to overwhelm others.

In a sense, in this invisible war between gods, perhaps mortals benefit no less than the gods?

The two southern archbishops, one in the east and one in the west, have become semi-secular and religious leaders in their respective countries whose influence is comparable to that of the king as long as they are in office. In the loose Tyrell, Archbishop Miragliano's authority is even greater than that of Archbishop Margarita.

Compared with the past, this is undoubtedly a huge progress.

......

Ai'er has little interest in the history of the southern gods, and is only concerned with Myrmidia.

Oh, one more thing.

That was a deal made between Lilith and him, asking Al to help "find" the two goddesses.

One of them is Verena, the mother of Myrmidia and the goddess of law and justice; the other is Aurora, the little-known mysterious goddess who symbolizes the dawn.

He agreed to the deal for the sake of his family's future, and he never thought of going back on his word. However, Al had no idea how to deal with the real gods, but he was not panicked - Lilith dared to make such a request, so at least it was something he could not do.

What's more, this involves the realm of gods. If something goes wrong, Al will definitely ask for help.

———"Four mothers, save me!"

At this time, in the great temple of Remas, the Pantheon, Al saw the statue of the former.

It is a long-haired goddess with a pedestal carved into the shape of a pile of books and her eyes covered with a long cloth to symbolize justice.

"What does Lilith want her to do?" A doubt emerged in Al's mind.

But that’s not the point today.

The terms of the deal were that Lilith would bring key information to Al, and then he would be responsible for finding the decryption code and fighting. Since Lilith hadn't started yet, he didn't need to worry about it for the time being.

At most, he could arrange for his subordinates to collect some information about the wife of the god of death, the mother of the god of war, and the goddess of law and justice.

By the way, before the Great War, Verena and her daughter Myrmidia once shared the priesthood of "wisdom", but after the Great War, no one mentioned it anymore. Even when the Goddess of War was promoted to "Almighty Goddess of the South", few people specifically mentioned that Myrmidia had a priesthood of "wisdom" in addition to war. Verena's domain did not seem to be restored, but gradually became a symbolic niche god that only scholars and bureaucrats would come into contact with.

In Al's opinion, if it is more of a conspiracy theory, it means that the daughter has seized the mother's authority...

The Golden Palace attendant pushed open the heavy door that was carved with exquisite patterns. It was obviously an elven style. After all, Remas was once an elven colony, so it was not surprising that it retained some marks of Osuun.

Al and his personal guards entered the inner room of the temple. The guards and priests who had been waiting there for a long time all crossed their hands in front of their chests, bowed their heads to Al, and performed the Sky Eagle salute.

Al walked into the temple, walked to the middle, looked at the statue of the goddess, and stopped.

The statue should be Myrmidia, holding a spear in one hand and a scepter in the other. The right hand holding the spear is pointing forward, and on the arm stands a lifelike eagle with its wings spread out, ready to fly.

As for why the uncertain description of "should be" was used, it was because this exquisite statue, which was obviously made by a master, was placed in the most solemn hall of the Great Temple of Remas. Theoretically, there should be no other statue in Tirell that has such a status except Myrmidia.

No face.

There are no facial features.