Chapter 428 Reincarnation Is Also a Science

Angron's presence turned the small talk of two into three, with Primarch the World Eater jumping off his hippogryph mount, bringing in fresh cans of Tyrell cat-shit coffee, and Two hangers of venison, and bottles of brandy.

Brandy is also a kind of fine wine in Britannia. It is white wine. Brandy is mainly produced in the south of Britannia. It is a famous wine in the old world. The best brandy comes from the Principality of Palaon. After Agilgar, the Duke of Laon, and the wood elves of Athel Loren formed a friendship to fight side by side, the fine wine is made from the white grapes given by the wood elves. These two kinds of white grapes are called Ugni Blanc and Ugni Blanc. Pigeon White.

In return, Agilgar, the first Duke of Palaion, named the wine "Remy" to commemorate his wood elf and centaur friends.

Remy Martin only produces 12 to 15 bottles a year in Palaon, and the price of each bottle is more than 200 gold crowns. Casvann pays tribute to the Knight King every year for two bottles, and for the Lake God and Witch. Three bottles were regularly traded with the Empire, and the rest were stored deep in his castle. After Casvann was captured in the Battle of Hemgart, Casvann's wife immediately took it out of her castle. Three crates of Remy Martin paid more than half of the ransom on the spot, allowing the empire to release Casvann very quickly.

"So...brother, these two bottles of Remy Martin...how did you get them?" Ryan was a little confused. He put the newspaper aside and stared at the two bottles of Remy Martin in Angron's hand. His body was covered with the yellow Pegasus ring badge of Casvann, the Duke of Palavon. Judging from the fact that Ryan has been in Britannia for nearly seven years, this is definitely an authentic product.

"This? I snatched it." Angron put the thing on the long table in the open-air courtyard, and said indifferently.

"Snatched?" Ryan squinted at his brother, and he complained: "Brother, didn't you promise me that you would not rob human caravans?"

"I didn't rob it~" Angron waved his hand, and he grinned loudly: "I snatched this from the hands of the green skins! These are all!"

Angron sat across from Ryan and told him what had happened.

It turned out that Angron went to the Gray Mountains to "play" these few days, and happened to encounter the caravan of the Duke of Palaon being attacked by the Greenskin tribe on the "Grey Lady Road". This caravan was carrying valuable goods. To trade with the Empire Rickland, the originally safe trade route had to go through the pass.

As we all know, the ax bite pass was destroyed, and this caravan could only be forced to take the road of the gray lady. Under the attack of the vampire army and the green skin tribe, the entire caravan was unfortunately wiped out. Hundreds of guards died collectively.

Angron expressed his deep condolences, and then the Primarch of the World Eaters fell from the sky, aiming the battle ax of his left hand at the undead army and the battle ax of his right hand at the greenskin tribe.

"Root, hand over everything, I can give you a happy time."

"That's how these two bottles of centaurs came here." Angron said that he buried the caravan very kindly and kindly. As for the goods, of course they couldn't be dusted in the ice and snow. , he took away the most precious brandy, venison jerky and several cans of cat shit coffee, as well as two good silks and two wooden boxes.

Ryan was left speechless by Angron's hooliganism. He opened his mouth for a long time, but he really couldn't find a word to criticize Angron. In every sense, Angron seemed to have done the right thing. There is nothing wrong with the goods that fell into the hands of the green skins. There is no need to talk about chivalry when dealing with such damned things as green skins. It's a good green skin.

"Try it, brother, it's rare to get two bottles of good stuff, hehe." Angron took out the glass and filled it up for Ryan, and at the same time filled Olika's glass.

"The Remy Martin wine with rich fragrance, mellow taste and long aftertaste is indeed the best known in the old world." Ryan stretched out his hand and shook the wine glass, and the brown liquor swayed back and forth in the glass goblet: "It's a pity that the production is too small."

By the way, these glass goblets were also "accompanied" by Angron.

His wife Suria's family of the Duke of Wenford owns the only super first-class winery in the entire old world and two of the five first-class wineries. The production of the super first-class wine "Lusalus" is about every three years. Six hundred to eight hundred bottles can barely meet the needs of the empire and the great nobles of Brittany for banquets, while Remy Martin's annual output is only 12 to 15 bottles, and it is destined not to be popularized for enough people to taste.

"Not bad." Olika picked up the wine glass, she tasted the taste of brandy a little, and the dark elf nodded: "Although humans are far from elves in wine making, the advantages of the variety are still revealed in the deep taste out."

Angron was quite disapproving after hearing Olika's evaluation. He had no intention of arguing with Ryan's maid. Instead, he turned his attention to the newspaper on the table: "This is the "Legion Banner"? The group of sand sculptures from the Military Affairs Department What are you saying to our loyal but foolish soldiers?"

"Brother also liked to read "One Weekly" before?" Ryan became interested.

"Of course, I loved reading it when I was the devil prince for Khorne. The newspapers I got from those big heads can make me sit and laugh with Karn for a few minutes." Angron casually flipped through it and lost Interest: "This soldier named Perkins was lucky. The green-skinned motorcycle vehicle must have malfunctioned and self-destructed to be excluded because of a salvo. When he was surrounded by greenskins, he was probably just holding a bayonet. To die, and Jonson came."

"Luck is also a part of strength, and reincarnation is also a skill. Brother, in this country, where you are reincarnated almost determines whether you will be a knight or a serf in the future." Ryan said something that no one else could understand, and he casually complained He said: "Brother, if you were born in your father's empire, which identities would be better?"

Angron tasted the brandy in his glass, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "Three types, rogue traders, Titan knight family, and imperial navy generals. These three are relatively free and have a better life, especially the merchants. Ronin, I remember that several families got a trade license signed by their father during the Great Expedition Era. The effect of that thing is above the law of the empire. It is a pity that the number of such trade licenses is very small. The families with such licenses are all the top and richest, they are only responsible to their father and no one can order them, the nine sets of jewelry brought by Guilliman and the others as a congratulatory gift for your wedding are tributes from these families."

"Then Prime Minister Malcador and Guilliman, Sanguinius, Donne, Johnson, Fulgan and others have all signed similar trade licenses. This kind of effect will be less effective, but it is still enough for a family to establish The entire Rogue Merchant Dynasty, and the subsequent trade license will not work, the degree of freedom is very low, and it is also subject to supervision, and the scope of activities is restricted." Angron continued: "And it cannot be hereditary."

"It's the same in this world. There are wars everywhere. The empire, Britannia, the north has to face chaos and barbarians, the south has to face greenskins, and there are undead and beastmen in the territory." Ryan said to himself rather self-deprecatingly Angron said: "I grew up in Nord and learned a truth, that is, the barbarians can never be killed, and the forest can never be cleaned up. Even if I killed the red-eyed Egil before, the northern barbarians lost 50,000 elites." , but just give them a few years to recover."

"War is the eternal theme, my brother." Angron raised his head and looked up at the sky: "Since the Great Crusade, our trajectory has always been from the last war to the next war. Speaking of which, I also know you The plan is to attack the Blackstone stronghold, how are you preparing now?"

"The allocation of materials is still in progress. As for the preparations for war, there is still a long way to go. There are currently some shortages of soldiers in my territory, so I will recruit a group of new soldiers at the conscription ceremony on Midsummer Night. If all the soldiers are taken away, there must still be enough troops to defend the territory." Ryan lowered his head and thought, a war is not just a fight, it must be fully prepared.

His father-in-law, Francois, is also mobilizing for war and gathering troops.

Ryan is going to wait for someone here today.

In order to attack the Blackstone stronghold, Francois not only planned to assemble a large army, but more importantly, he also planned to call that special knight army.

The name of this knight unit is "Quinaris Champion Knight Brotherhood", and its members are all composed of expedition knights and Holy Grail knights. All powerful knights who are legendary or above form this elite knight army in Britannia. , they are one of the few elite legions in the kingdom.

After chatting for a while in the open-air courtyard in the afternoon, Suria also woke up. She came down from the villa with her servants and maids. Seeing that Angron was there, the female knight saluted Angron very politely. Greetings: "Good afternoon, Brother Angron."

"Hello, Suria, good afternoon." Angron nodded in response. The Primarch of the World Eaters was very satisfied with his sister-in-law, but there is no such thing as a sister-in-law in this world, so he just called her sister-in-law directly. name.

"Is Uncle Anthelm here yet?" Suria was sitting on Ryan's right, and the countess, who was awake, asked her husband.

"Not yet." Ryan shook his head.

Anthelm, Earl of Kuilau, cousin of François, Duke of Winford, is also one of the main nobles who attacked the Blackstone stronghold this time.

The extinct Principality of Kuilau has already been mentioned in the previous article, and I will not repeat it here. Although the Duchy of Wenford inherited the territory of the Principality of Kuilau in its entirety, the title of nobility of Kuilau has been retained. The countship was inherited by François' cousin Anthelm.

So from a certain point of view, the full name of the Duchy of Winford should be "United Duchy of Quinaris and Kuilau", since the titles of the Dukedom of Quinalis and the Duke of Kuilau have been merged into " Duke of Winford", so Francois has always used the title of Duke of Winford to call himself.

If his father-in-law likes it, he can also change his title to "Tancred II, Duke of Quinaris".

I heard from Suria that François didn't like staying in Quenares, that city is located on the edge of Athel Loren, and it is too close to the territory of the wood elves. Ever since a duke lived in the forest After the disappearance, the capital of the principality was moved to Helen Hilde, and only one castle master was appointed to lead the knights to station in Quenaris, responsible for guarding against the movements of the undead and wood elves.

The title of the castle owner is different from that of a baron. The castle owner can be appointed by the duke and removed at will, and he is only responsible to the duke, which is somewhat like a garrison officer.

After waiting for a while, Suria's cousin, Anthelm, François' cousin, finally arrived.

The earl looked to be in his thirties, his face was covered with wind and frost, his eyes contained piety and wisdom, and his long hooked nose made his originally handsome features a little strange, a standard The back of the head and the slender goatee are very delicately groomed, and the wind of elegance blows across the face.

This is also a powerful Holy Grail Knight, and his spear and sword skills are all leaders in the Principality.

Speaking of which, Ryan thought that in Brittany, there would be no nobles who could not ride horses, wield swords and dance spears.

After thousands of years of reproduction, the bloodlines among the nobles are always intertwined and complicated. If you count carefully, they are all relatives. The Earl himself is a bit annoyed by this. He has recently received many so-called "distant relatives" from Suria. Here, if he wants to be his knight vassal, some knights are indeed of a certain level, but most of them are just empty-handed.

"Hello, Your Excellency Ryan Malcador, I am Antelm from Astley. It is a great honor to meet you. Lady's God-Chosen Champion." Antelm took the initiative to shake hands with Ryan.

"Hello, Your Excellency Antelm." Ryan also reached out to shake hands with the earl: "With your help, we have a little more confidence in attacking the Blackstone stronghold."

"Hello, Uncle Anthelm." Surya also stood up and said hello to her cousin.

"Happy wedding! Suria." Anthelm was very happy to see his niece. The Earl of Kuilau smiled: "Sit, you don't have to stand all the time."

After a brief exchange of greetings, everyone was talking about business in the open-air courtyard. Angron went out to hunt. Ryan and Antelm sat opposite each other. The Brotherhood is going out?"

"Yes, my cousin has already written letters to the champion knights everywhere, and many knights have gathered in the capital of the principality, including Calad Gallament, who is on the Holy Grail expedition, including my cousin Sir Gerald." Anthelm whispered: "This time, it is the end of Heinrich Kemmler, we have already missed an opportunity, this time, the champion knights are eager to chop off the dead man's head from his neck. "

"Very good." Ryan nodded again and again: "Our friend, Belegar-Iron Hammer, King of the Angrund Clan, is already supervising the construction of more dwarven cannons and organ guns, and the fortified city cliffs of the Blackstone stronghold can no longer hinder the knight army! "

"So, Lord Ryan, as the captain of the Knight Brotherhood of Champions of Quinaris, I formally invite you and Suria to join us and become a member of the Knights!" A silver unicorn knight's coat of arms was Put it in front of Ryan.

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