MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier-Chapter 61 Sixty-one Middleton Elector Boris Todd

  Chapter 61 Sixty-One Mildens Elector Boris Todbringer

  The wood elf has long brown hair tied into a high ponytail, a small mouth with a trace of blood, the shallow scars and unhealthy whiteness on her face, and the amber eyes full of exhaustion.

  From the standpoint, Lallen could only see her delicate pointed nose.

   Katarina's left arm was stiff as she picked up the wine glass, and the bulge under her shoulder armor revealed the bundled and fixed fabric.

   She swallowed the fruit wine in small mouthfuls, the last trace of vigilance in her eyes gradually dissipated.

  The knight of the kingdom took off his leather jacket, moved a seat near the fireplace, and then placed a plate of bread and milk on a small table in front of the fireplace, signaling that the wood elves could enjoy it.

  The wood elf looked at Lailun suspiciously, with a very puzzled expression.

  Laylen walked by without a word: "Have another drink?"

   Katarina glanced at him, and after a moment of hesitation, she nodded slightly and handed the empty wooden cup to the Kingdom Knight.

   "Standing forcibly is only bad for leg injuries."

  Lyren pointed to the seat by the fireplace, walked to the door of the office, called two guards, and after a few orders, refilled two glasses of fruit wine.

   "Humans, what did you say to them?" Katarina asked coldly, the green-leafed long sword with a scarred edge was unsheathed and pointed at the kingdom knight.

  The wood elf is in an extremely unsafe state. As long as she is outside the forest, all changes in the surrounding environment will cause her to be wary.

   "I asked them to get some ointment bandages and cotton blankets, and some warm food." Laren didn't care about the threat of the longsword, and went straight to the fireplace to rekindle the firewood.

   But in this situation, the wood elf remained vigilant and still insisted on gritting her teeth. She did not intend to show any flaws in front of Laren. In the eyes of the injured Eslai, humans were as dangerous as beasts.

   After a while, the two guards brought what the lord ordered, and the latter put a cotton blanket on the seat.

   "Sit down, unless you particularly enjoy the pain." Layen turned around and added with a normal expression: "At least we are short-term allies, and necessary help should be given."

   "I just happen to have a question for Eslay."

  Knight of the Kingdom expressed enough kindness to seem to let her down, the wood elf put away his weapons, walked slowly to the seat by the fireplace, and sat down obediently.

   The fire of the fireplace dispelled the cold on Katarina's body, and the cotton blanket covered her, as if she had fallen into a warm embrace, and a tired tiredness sat on her consciousness.

  Lairn took out a roll of white gauze tape and a jar of ointment made by the Church of Serena from the medicine box. The cloth tape simply wrapped by the wood elf only played a delaying role. Obviously, the wound was still deteriorating and blood was oozing continuously.

  Kingdom knight crouched down and reminded: "It seems that your arrogance will be the weapon that will eventually kill you. The condition of the leg wound is not optimistic. I need to call a pharmacist to treat you."

  Katarina seemed to have taken off all the "camouflage", her face was very pale, and she kept shaking her head: "No! No!"

   She doesn't even have the strength to stand up now, and she is very dizzy due to the extreme tiredness.

   "At such a time, Eisley still maintains his last arrogance?"

  Lyren moved a chair and sat next to him, saying solemnly, "Katarina, although I'm not an elf, I know that the gradually deteriorating wound will definitely kill you."

   Katarina stared at Lallen and said weakly, "Then I would rather return to the arms of the Hunter and become a member of the Gold and Silver Sacred Tree."

  "Hey" Wood elves who are absolutely isolated are more difficult to get along with than stubborn dwarves.

"I know what you care about, worrying about human beings touching your body, right?" Laren recalled a short time before getting along. Katarina usually kept a distance of one meter from everyone, even her compatriots. Same.

  Katarina remained silent, looking away, her amber eyes looked at the firewood burning in the fireplace, and the throbbing flames were reflected in her eyes.

"I don't want to watch a wood elf die of illness in the territory. Your neurotic compatriots will definitely spill their anger on my territory." Lailun took out a dagger and pinched Katarina with his big hand. He felt the trembling of the wood elves: "Human! What are you going to do? Let me go."

   "What else can I do besides saving you?" Lallen asked rhetorically.

   He tore off Katarina's deerskin boots with brute force, along with a pair of pantyhose, revealing the wood elf's evenly textured calves and slender arches.

   She trembled a little fiercely, and she couldn't stand up again, so she could only keep kicking: "Evil human beings! Hurry up and let me go!"

"Keep quiet, Elf! Or I'll tie you to the bed!" Laren stood up, the tip of his nose almost touched Katarina's cheek, and threatened viciously: "An elite high-level human knight, for that aspect The energy is much stronger than most wood elves!"

   Katarina trembled uncontrollably, she was really intimidated by the kingdom knights, and begged like a moan: "Human. Please don't do that kind of thing"

   "From now on, stay still and keep quiet, I will consider letting you go." Laren said lightly, and sat down again, feeling the wood elf's calf tightening tightly in his palm and the arch of his foot straight.

   Katarina looked at him with fear and nervousness, while the dagger in Lallen's hand slashed the tight cloth belt.

   The shocking scars gradually appeared, the stockings were taken off, and the slippery calf fell into Laren's big hands. The temperature he felt was very cold, no wonder she couldn't stand still leaning against the bookshelf.

   "It looks like it was caused by a machete." Lallen frowned: "Beastman?"

The   wood elf's injury was much better than expected. The wound had already scarred, but it was only opened again due to untimely movement.

   Katarina wrapped her upper body tightly with a cotton blanket, not revealing a single gap, and she was always vigilant against Laren.

   Feeling the big hand on the calf, there was a burst of warmth, and after a while, Katarina made a sound like a mosquito: "It's a wild orc in the forest."

   "Wild Orcs?" Lallen quickly searched his memory for detailed fragments of green-skinned orcs.

The blessing of [Friends of the Forest] makes him get along well with the wood elves, and as a recruited hero, Katarina will naturally not lie to him, but if she wants to hide some key issues, or avoid certain The degree of answer requires further inquiries from the Kingdom Knights.

   "The woodland guards found a hidden heather field. We used Eslai's special method to purify and revive the heather field." Katarina snorted, the way the kingdom knights dealt with the wound was very rude.

   "Sorry, you continued." The kingdom knight spread the ointment evenly, and re-wrapped a clean white gauze.

The   wood elf stared at him for a long time, and continued to whisper: "The rich life energy attracted the attention of the monsters lurking in the shadows of the dense forest. Dozens of wild orcs, mixed with hundreds of forest goblins, attacked us."

   "No wonder the last time I saw the wood elves, they left in a hurry"

  Layron touched his chin and asked, "Where are all the woodland guards who followed you?"

   Katarina timidly retracted her injured left leg and wrapped herself tightly, revealing only a beautiful face and brown waist-length hair. ".My brethren have entered the world of Rhizomes back to Lauren Loren, they need to rush back to the forest immediately and inform Queen Marist about the discovery of a new heather."

   "All of your subordinates are gone, leaving you a wood elf in the human empire?" Laylen complained with a black line: "Worried about the wild orcs attacking again and preventing the heathland from being occupied?"

   Katarina lowered her head, her amber eyes full of complexity, looking at Laren's face.

   It was like saying everything, but also like saying nothing.

   "Forget it, you can rest for a while." Laren waved his hand and stood up: "Other things, I'll talk about it later."

  The knight of the kingdom walked out of the office. Due to the extreme physical and mental exhaustion, Katarina gradually lost consciousness and fainted.

   When she woke up, it was already early morning outside the window, and the bright moon Manasbury hung in the corner of the sky, about to disappear, and the light outside the window would become brighter and brighter.

  The windows keep the cold wind out, and two braziers are placed in the warm room.

  Katarina found herself wearing a human women's nightgown, scented with irises, and the new soft bedding was very warm.

   The feeling of fatigue has eased, and waking up from the dizziness is not a good feeling. She slowly stood up and patted her forehead, trying to clear her consciousness.

With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open, and she pulled up the quilt vigilantly to cover her body.

It was two longhouse maids who entered the house. One of them brought the "new clothes" of the wood elf Katarina. "Human, do you feel very happy that I can wear this clothes as you wish?" The cold and arrogant Elvish language rang in the office.

Katarina is dressed in a black and white long skirt maid outfit, with brown waist-length hair that rolls over her pointed ears. She has an unobtrusive and graceful figure at a glance. Her beautiful face has a hint of anger, and her cherry-colored lips are full of sneer. .

   She always has a strange feeling, a strange feeling hidden in the mist, especially the eyes of those guards.

   "What makes me happy about the clothes you're wearing?" Laren, who was sitting behind the desk, frowned, raised his head hastily, glanced at her, and smiled, "Who gave you the maid outfit?"

   "Laylen, are you asking me this question?" the wood elf asked coldly.

   "It should be arranged by my affairs officer Pittman, I just need to call him to come, wait for you to ask him." Lallen was still smiling, and the more he laughed, the louder he became.

When the secretary came to the office with a new stack of documents, he was also surprised by the wood elves' costumes. Pittman explained that there were no other women in the lord's longhouse except for a few maids, and there were very few women's costumes. Little, after thinking about it, only this maid outfit fits better.

  Laylen put down the quill in his hand, moved his stiff neck and asked, "Is there anything special about the green leaf longsword you entrusted to the long-bearded dwarf Langone Stonehelm to recast?"

   "It's just a relic, nothing special."

The   wood elf sat on the small table on the side of the office and ate in small bites. Even when she was very hungry, she still maintained the etiquette of being the maid of Queen Margaret.

The unique culture of   wood elves is not wild and indulgent. On the contrary, this group of elves living in the magical forests of the old world still have some cultural ties to their cousins, the high elves.

  Even if they took off their gorgeous clothes and put on green leaf robes and capes, the wood elves in Lauren Loren Forest still retained strict etiquette.

   "Forget it, it's no use asking." The kingdom knight gave the wood elf a funny look: "Tell me about the heather, why does Eslai take the heather so seriously?"

   Katarina glared at Lallen: "The heather is very important to Eslai, you just need to know this."

   "Oh~ that's really short."

  The wood elves won't give Lailun a good look for a short time.

  The episode-like thing is over, and the wood elf Katarina temporarily stays in Oak Village, waiting for her body to recover before returning to Lauren Loren Forest.

  Emperor calendar year 2503, early February.

   Many nobles who were dissatisfied with the emperor caused an uproar, and they raised their flags in anger to rebel.

Karl Franz's "brutality" towards the old aristocrats and the constant demands for aristocratic taxes made many aristocrats declare their disobedience to the final ruling of the Imperial Parliament and seek the support of other electors, hoping that under the persecution of various forces, another Elect a new emperor.

   Surprisingly, Boris Todblinger, Archduke of Middenheim, who is most likely to agree with the old aristocracy, remains neutral, neither interfering nor making any statements.

   The change in the attitude of the elector who Karl Franz was the least to deal with caused the other electors to remain silent and stand by.

Rick led the Grand Prince, Emperor Karl Franz, after the end of the confrontation in Kronborg, before the spring ploughing, led 30,000 imperial troops under his command, including all the Knights of Rick and the world-famous Knights of the Griffin. , to suppress rebellion everywhere.

   Gathered hastily, and the rebel nobles who had not yet elected a unified command of the army were defeated one after another. In one week, more than 200 nobles were killed.

  Finally, the emperor's brave and fearless army ended the turbulent event in a beautiful ambush in the blood pine forest in the east of Reikland.

  The emperor executed several groups of nobles by means of **** means, confiscated the fiefs, and re-categorized a large number of military nobles, stabilizing and strengthening his rule.

   North of the Empire, Midden's Landing, Kronborg.

  Kronborg, the capital of Middenland, was built on a steep **** rising from the northeastern bank of the Reik River.

   Once the imperial capital, it is now a labyrinth of winding streets and stairs. The tall white wolf icon is a symbol of the city. An impressive dragon carved into the rock face near the cliffs of the River Rick is a reminder of the former capital of Dracowald.

   There are two palaces at the top of the city: Winter Castle and Liuli Palace.

   Winterhold is the larger of the two, the now abandoned residence of Emperor Dracowald.

   It is old and tall, with many narrow windows sealed by chains. The castle was once solemn and hospitable, but has been neglected since the death of Emperor Boris Richter and his court in the great plague of 1115.

  Any attempt to reopen the door ends in madness and death, and even thieves avoid it like a plague god.

  A very fancy and conspicuous castle decoration, mounted on a blue and white iris helmet, and the Mithril dwarf refined plate armor shining brightly in the color gallery of the Liuli Palace.

The tall Midden led the Elector, with two beautiful mustaches, a dark eye patch covering his right eye, and the white wolf cloak blessed by the Archbishop of the Church of Uric himself. fluttering with swiftness.

More than 30 elite Teutonic guards followed closely behind the Elector. They were all equipped with Dwarven Seiko Mithril Plate Armor, halberds or two-handed warhammers were forged by Dwarf rune blacksmiths, and they were blessed by the strict White Wolf Church. .

   As the archbishop of the Uric Church, that is, the Pope of the White Wolf Church, the personal bodyguard of Emil Wagel the "Great Uric".

   Being selected as the Teutonic Guard is the highest honor of the many knights of the White Wolf Knights. These powerful warriors who are fearless have become stronger and stronger after accepting the honorable duties and honors.

The three major knights in the old world are the Holy Grail, the Griffin, and the White Wolf. Facing the deterrence of the Griffin Knights supporting the Grand Prince of Rick, the Teutonic guards are the confidence of Midden and Rick. one.

   And their appearance means that the White Wolf Pope is also in the Liuli Palace.

   The attendant at the end of the promenade was about to open the door, but His Excellency the Elector took the lead.

   "I hope you didn't fool me, Your Excellency the Great Uric!"

  The Archduke of Middenheim, Boris Todbringer, pushed open the gilded door at the end of the promenade, and his rough voice was very majestic. "I gave up my best chance to confront that stupid guy Karl Franz!"

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   (end of this chapter)