Warhammer

"The road of barbarism and tranquility, please tell me how to choose; Goddess, Sigma, please open your eyes and look at the mortals here who need your strength. Where should I go..."

Just when the female hunter was feeling sad, a strange female mage stood in front of her.

"We should go."

"Your mission is to go north and join the army of the Bilbarri people..." "Enough!"

The Huntress interrupted angrily.

"I've done enough for you! You don't need me anymore. Kill me or let us go. It's time to make a decision!"

Fiona pulled out the dagger at lightning speed and put it on the mage's neck, then pulled open her hood, revealing her long snow-white hair hanging behind her shoulders.

The members of the Council of Scholars, all mages who are followers of the Omniscient One, watched the sudden change with cold eyes.

I don’t know if it’s because they don’t care about the lives of their companions, or if there is some other reason.

The female mage sighed slightly, then raised her hand and opened a light curtain.

After a while, a boy's voice came out.

"Hello, hello, hello? Try the mic, try the mic!"

After playing a joke that no one could understand except himself, Al's face appeared on the light screen. He seemed to be sitting in his seat with no one around him.

Fiona looked at the face that had haunted her nightmares for so long. Although his appearance was charming even with the harsh eyesight formed by her elven education, the hunter felt an indescribable fear and anger dominating his thoughts at the same time.

She did something that no one expected!

Fiona retracted the dagger, put it on her neck, and stared at Al with a fierce and determined look.

"It's time to end it for me, kid!"

"Kill me or set us free!"

Al was a little surprised and tried to explain: "Didn't we agree that you would help me and then..."

"That's enough! You're just fucking me!"

Fiona didn't believe what this "son of the devil" said. She cursed angrily: "You have puppeted Claudia's will, twisted Alia's beliefs, and treated Ann as a concubine! You are a beastly filthy creature, how can I believe you! You have no intention of fulfilling the contract!"

The word "beast life" angered Al. This thing was his first shadow on this world. Although it was shattered by his own hands, it was still a small black spot in Al's heart.

That’s why Al always emphasizes that he is “the son of man, the son of the human union.”

So the boy immediately retorted: "I never deprive anyone of their will, just because they believe I can bring a better life; nor do I distort any belief. If the truth is regarded as false, then who will judge the path of good and evil!"

"As for An..."

Elton paused for a moment. It was really difficult for him to explain this matter because both sides were in the wrong.

Then he thought for a moment and continued:

"She stabbed me two...three times!"

"According to the laws of Estalia, after the second assassination attempt, all her personal property and life have become my property, and I can dispose of them at will!" When he said this, El had a flexible legal awareness, even though he had no intention of following the old customs of the Estalia in the future.

"Besides, we are enemies. I just... just..."

Al was still too embarrassed to speak righteously and find a plausible excuse for his lewd behavior.

His moral bottom line is flexible, but it still exists.

My sophistry and rhetoric were not good enough, so I got stuck for a while.

Judgment of Justice.avi, the physical donation of God's chosen one, the erotic history of XX tribe, things that put lust and sex out in the open, it is still difficult for the boy to talk about them.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said:

"According to the laws of Estalia, she already belongs to me completely. Even the goddess Myrmidia cannot object to this. She and I were enemies before, but because our cooperation was considered as your ransom for them, I temporarily did not punish her. But she tried to assassinate me twice afterwards. This is confirmed!"

"I have treated her kindly enough without involving her life. If you think this is not enough to show my mercy, then go to the depths of Pina, to the ruins of Cheporio (a city on the upper reaches of the Gedaz River, close to the Inara Mountains), and ask those corpses - what is the current situation of those who took up arms against me!"

After saying this, Al waved his hand and the picture disappeared.

The female sorceress gently grasped Fiona's wrist and took it off.

The proud and strong hunter could not help but take two steps back, leaning against the tree trunk and sitting down weakly.

She bowed her head slightly, pulled a bag from under her cloak, and threw it into Fiona's lap.

"Here are a hundred gold shields and a key to the Marienburg Bank, in a cabinet at the first branch of Manannini, with several deeds of property."

"There is a 'September Flower' in Bilbarry Harbor that will wait until the middle of next year. It is prepared for you. Take it and lead your companions to live a rich and secluded life."

The wizard finally leaned down, his white hair falling on Fiona's forehead.

"You are not suited for this."

Fiona cried helplessly, and the mages left silently and disappeared into the dense forest.

She thought sadly:

"And my companions? By then, will they still leave with me...will they still be my companions?"

......

On the other side, in the main tribe, which has quadrupled in size since we left here, in El's tent.

There are three figures here.

"call!"

"call!"

Claudia grabbed the mechanism and pulled the woman who was kneeling on the ground and bound by the full-body device back, and finally spit out the thing that was stuck in her mouth. The female swordsman Ann gasped heavily, making the sound of a suffocating person greedily demanding air.

"How do you feel, Ann?"

The paladin leaned over, and put his holy yet evil face close to An's cheek, who was tied up with an iron mask and a muzzle restraint, and asked curiously.

The swordswoman's lips were stretched open by mechanisms in four directions: up, down, left, and right. She couldn't close them. Only her tongue could move, but she couldn't open her mouth either.

He could only glance sideways at his former companion, the glorious Holy Knight Claudia, with angry and sad eyes.

"Don't look at me like that. If there's a chance in the future, I can switch with you. I'll kneel here and you give the orders and control, okay?" The paladin said softly, like a lover whispering in his ear.

Chapter 18: Enough! This is not the RG partition!

The situation had become like this, moving slightly in the direction of machines, bondage, and R18G, and Al felt a little regretful.

No matter how angry he was at the time, there were other ways to punish him. He shouldn't have handed the female swordsman over to Claudia in the name of "education".

It turns out that Claudia is indeed a fallen paladin who believed in the Joy Girl.

Dangdang gave him a set:

Full body tied up, forced machine 1.0 out.

He didn't even know how Claudia had made this thing.

Although I angrily accused the other party and told him that "a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated", it is true that this alternative experience seems...

In addition, Al was still angry and felt that except for Claudia, whom I had touched, I had provided good food and drink to the other two, and they were not hungry or anything. So I let a female hunter go to help work as a ransom. Isn't such a generous condition enough?

Isn’t that unreasonable?

Not to mention the Chaos camp, even the Order camp doesn't treat prisoners so well!

The result was two more assassinations.

El's anger and desire intersected, and with the joyful and ecstatic gaze and the assistance of Claudia, he tried a new way of playing on the red-haired female swordsman Ann.

What kind of dolls, what kind of robot servants are there...

Al pressed his brows, feeling a little bit embarrassed about his moral integrity. After all, this matter was not entirely the swordswoman's fault.

The latter saw Claudia's appearance and thought that the holy knight had been corrupted and fell. He was afraid that he and his companions would suffer the same fate in the future. He planned to take the initiative and assassinate Al at all costs.

By the way, you should kill the little nun before taking any action to prevent her from facing tragic consequences.

As time went by, El neglected to supervise the two and gave them moderate freedom. The nun often stayed with the goat girls and rabbit girls. Her original firm belief in the goddess Myrmidia seemed to be gradually mixed with other things and began to develop in a strange direction.

An didn't find a good opportunity, and happened to meet Al who had been immersed in beauty recently and decided to restrain himself for a while. That day, when there was no one around him for a short time, he tried to assassinate Al.

However, what she didn't expect was that someone had been monitoring her every move when she decided to take action.

An's former companion, the fallen goddess warrior Claudia, has been lying in ambush in the king's tent for a long time... (The assassination plot is posted in the group)

......

The private life of the Eternal Chosen One is just a detail (shocking sound)!

The one who can lead everyone to victory is a good choice!

Al pulled Claudia out, leaving the armored beauty behind.

Outside the king's tent, it was already dark, but the guards were still standing on both sides with swords in hand.

Remain silent, say nothing.

Only loyalty!

Al warned Claudia not to go too far. Although it was a severe punishment, it was not necessary to cripple the person. He repeatedly emphasized that he (now) did not like anything too heavy. The female warrior nodded, but it was unclear whether she listened or not.

Al sighed, feeling sad that his moral standards had finally improved a little after his contact with the nun, but they fell to the bottom again.

Al is in some ways, like sex, sex, and sex.

He degenerated, or rather indulged, very quickly, yet in some respects, he still retained an astonishing stubbornness.

The four gods gave him power and also gave El something else.

"How are the people coming back from Cheborio?"

El found his offspring, a sheep girl who had been left behind at the tribal headquarters. She was his first offspring, the first generation of El's sons.

Because he prefers management and handling domestic affairs to war, he is trained and used as a political officer.

"They used to pray and seek shamans' help in the camp very frequently, but then it gradually decreased. During this period, many people have begun to try to understand and accept the true faith of the Four Gods!"

The Sheep Girl lowered her head and stroked her chest with her right hand.

Her young father didn't like his children to kneel, so except for very special and solemn moments, they usually used simple actions to show their respect to their father.

"The wise horn staff have proposed a suggestion, hoping that through a great miracle, those people will realize the true faith of the Four Gods and the Supreme Chosen by the Eternal Gods, and completely join my father's army!"

Al stroked his chin and thought this plan was feasible.

Then he reached out and rubbed the sheep girl's fluffy hair.

"Very well done, I'll arrange it."

"It's late, go get some rest, you have other things to do tomorrow."

He pushed the sheep girl forward. The latter was obviously inspired by her little father's praise and became more excited. If Al did not force her, she might work overtime all night for the tribe's cause.

These descendants have been born with firm beliefs and enthusiasm for Aiur almost since the day they were born.

El values ​​his first two batches of offspring very much, not to mention Misha and the others. Because the first generation of offspring grew up very fast and with Misha taking the lead, they liked to pester their young father all day long. El had no choice but to deal with it. They can barely be said to have been "raised with his own eyes" and "raised with his own hands" by El.

There are deeper emotional factors.

Strictly speaking, the second batch is actually the real first batch of "Sons of El", that is, the consumable warriors originally designed who grow very fast, have outstanding abilities, a short lifespan, and no reproductive function.

Although compared to the first generation, they did not spend as much time as filial piety between their little father and their children, and the feelings between them - El's feelings for them were not as deep as those for Misha and the others, but after all, they were born when he was still around, so they could be considered to have an emotional bond.

The later ones are all offspring raised by the first generation using the blood of their stepfathers, but they do not have this special relationship.

Although all the descendants born with Ai'er blood have the same characteristics:

Strong will, and fanaticism for their common little father.

But it was difficult for Al to accept that he had so many "children" and to put himself in the role of their father all of a sudden.

Although this is a bit cruel to the descendants who came later...

"Cheborio..." El took the sheep girl back to her own residence, asked his daughter to go back and rest, and then walked out of the camp with the guards.

This city is destined to leave a very important mark in Al's heart.

It is the first one, the beginning.

That was after the Battle of Monterey and the migration to the east. Because the battles since leaving Pina had been too smooth, Al was a little complacent.

After moving east, he learned that there was an Estalia city not far to the south, namely "Cherborio", which had not fallen yet and was not attacked by the greenskins. Ai'er believed that two cities could be saved, and he could also try for three cities, but this time because the distance was still far, he did not lead the army himself, but stayed at the tribal headquarters to take care of everything.