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At the beginning of Year 2521 of the Empire, the Old World, the Empire, Mildenhill, Mildenheim.
Under the personal escort of the White Wolf Knights, a luxurious carriage arrived at the Royal Academy of Music in White Wolf City.
At this time, two young and beautiful female students of the Academy of Music were already waiting at the door.
They were both natives of Mildenheim. They had blonde hair and blue eyes, and they were very beautiful but not too gorgeous. One of them was holding an organ, and the other was holding a malin.
Klaus Stauffenberg, a senior member of the White Wolf Knights, a member of the Teuton Augen Guards, and the president of the Axe Brotherhood, an elite military organization in Mildenhill, strode out of the carriage. This Teuton Guard was more than fifty years old this year, and he had served for almost forty years. When he saw the two girls, he smiled politely and said, "Hello, Your Excellency was very satisfied with the performance last time, so this time, I would like to invite you to play for Your Excellency."
"Yes!" The two girls couldn't help but be excited.
They were both born in the noble families of Mildenheim. Now, everyone knew that the second wife of Kurfürst Boris Todbinger, Annie, had "died of illness". Recently, the Kurfürst had been very depressed and distanced himself from government affairs. On the one hand, the ministers of Mildenheim took the opportunity to control the military and political power to seek benefits for themselves, and on the other hand, they were all talking about remarrying the Kurfürst. Therefore, they took the initiative to choose some noble ladies to present to Kurfürst Boris so that he could choose a new wife.
Although Kurfürst Boris was almost eighty years old this year, and there was reliable news that Boris had "abstained from sex" after he was fifty-five years old, after receiving the help of the wood elves' medicine and drinking the Spring of Life, many sources proved that Boris had successfully "regained his masculinity".
Naturally, the two girls were very eager to become the legal wife of the Kurfürst, which meant that they would be half the owner of White Wolf City. Also, Boris only had two sons and one daughter left. His eldest son, Heinrich, was an illegitimate son. Although he was excellent in military and political affairs, he was not the legitimate son. His second son, Stefan, was the legitimate son, but he advocated violence and had a congenital disease. His daughter, Katie, was very excellent in all aspects, but she was also an illegitimate child. If she could marry Kurfürst Boris, if she could have a son …
"Please." Klaus Stauffenberg gestured for the two girls to get into the carriage.
On the other hand, in Charlotteburg Palace, the palace of the Kurfürst of Mildenheim …
Kurfürst Boris, who had not shown up for a long time, strode into the inner chamber under the lead of von Tuggenheim, his godson, the flag bearer of Midengland and White Wolf City, the captain of the Teutonic Guards, and the White Wolf Holy Knight.
The indoor environment was very simple. There was a long table, a few seats, a wolf skin carpet on the floor, and a tapestry on the wall. There were paintings of the White Wolf God Yuric, the glorious history of the Wolf Emperors, and the famous battles of Midden Hill.
At the same time, Boris's eldest son, Marshal Mildenheim Heinrich, and his second son, Baron Mildenheim Stefan, were also present.
"Sit, all of you, sit." Boris did look a bit old. The old age did not come from his body, but from his heart. After all, his wife, who had shared a bed with him for many years, turned out to be a Satanist, which was a huge blow to Boris. Especially in the end, the conclusion of the investigation was even more bloody — Annie was not a Satanist in the beginning. It was Boris himself who was busy with the internal affairs and leading the army. She was lonely for a long time and finally came into contact with the Satanist in order to find spiritual sustenance.
"Where's Klaus? And Goethe? Why aren't they here yet? "Boris asked casually.
"They should be on their way. Father, I'll go and ask." Heinrich stood up.
"No need. Just wait a moment." Boris asked Tuggenheim to open the wine. On the table was the best wine from the old world imported from the Brittany Vanford Duchy. The Kurfürst leaned back in the chair and asked casually, "How's Drakwald?"
"The war is very difficult. One-eyed Kazak is too cunning. This beast is constantly harassing the towns along the way. He kills anyone he sees and steals anything he sees. Once we mobilize the army, Kazak will immediately escape into the depths of the Black Forest." Marshal Heinrich said helplessly, "Father, if this goes on, we'll be exhausted."
"Then let's burn down the forest, let's burn it down! Otherwise, send out lumberjacks to chop down the entire forest, chop it down! " Baron Stefan said angrily, "I don't believe that without the forest, what can the Orcs do?"
Boris, Tuggenheim, and Heinrich looked at their eldest son as though he was an idiot.
Our Baron didn't understand that it wasn't the Empire's territory that had the Black Forest. It was the Empire's territory that was located in the Black Forest! Did he want to burn Middleton and the Black Forest together?
With the influence of Chaos, the Black Forest would recover in a few years. How could the towns and population recover in a few years?
As for chopping down trees, that was even more ridiculous. Would the Orcs watch as the lumberjacks chopped down trees? If the Orcs sent an army to protect the forest, the military expenses and food supplies would be enough to crush the Orcs' finances.
The most effective way to deal with the Orcs was to build settlements at the edge of the forest, build roads, and slowly build villages and outposts. Then, they would slowly encroach on the Black Forest. This was an effective method, but recently, the Orcs seemed to have gone crazy. They kept coming out of the Black Forest, and it was impossible to kill them all. If the Battle of the Three Kings hadn't wiped out all the Orc elite troops, the situation in Middleton would have been worse.
"Dozens of villages have been destroyed." Heinrich shook his head and said, "If we don't think of a solution, the Orcs will appear in our towns and cities sooner or later."
"Forget it, it's useless to talk about this now. Sooner or later, I'll dig out Kazak's remaining eye." Boris didn't want to continue talking. The Kurfürst heard footsteps outside. "Ah, they're here!"
Standing outside the door, the Teuton guard Klaus gave his final instructions to the two girls, "Remember, no matter what they say, you have to pretend you didn't hear them. Unless they take the initiative to strike up a conversation with you, don't try to respond."
"Understood." The two girls from the Music Academy nodded.
The door opened. Seeing the two girls, Tuggenheim nodded and said, "Please take a seat."
Teuton Augen Guard Klaus didn't take a seat. He said that he would stand guard outside. Boris's intelligence minister, Gerd, then took a seat.
Gerd was a tall and thin gentleman with a bald head. He had been Boris's intelligence minister for many years and was deeply trusted.
"So beautiful. What's your name?" Boris asked the two girls to sit beside him. He noticed that one of the girls was especially beautiful. Her delicate and delicate appearance was enough to arouse a man's endless desire to protect her.
"My name is Louise von Auguste." The girl nodded. "I'm 18 this year."
"Ha, I heard your performance last time. It was very good, so I invited you again this time." Boris relaxed and leaned back in his chair.
The banquet continued, and they all raised their glasses.
Two young girls from the Academy of Music began to play the famous military song of Middenheim, Eurek's Glory March. Sure enough, as Boris said, the two young girls' level was very high, and several people were happy to beat the time.
Boris Todbringer tapped the beat with his hands and shook his head. The Kurfürst recalled his life himself.
He was the son of Mildenheim and Yurick's wolf cub.
He was once the bravest warrior in White Wolf City. He had the loudest voice and the most generous alcohol tolerance.
He was once the leader in the election and almost became the Emperor of the Empire.
He was once doubtful of Karl-franz's rule and wanted to establish himself as the Wolf Emperor more than once.
However, Boris was a man who respected order and rules after all. Now, the Kurfürst's voice was getting hoarser and hoarser. The passion of war was fading from him. He felt tired and old. His two wives had passed away one after another, and he had failed to gain any advantage in the several battles against the Orcs.
Even worse, his heir was arrogant, arrogant, and obsessed with violence and drinking. Boris couldn't help but look at Stefan, his son. He was very disappointed in his son and wanted to replace Heinrich more than once, but he always gave up in the end because of the nobles' advice and his love for his first wife.
While the Kurfürst was still daydreaming, the flag bearer, the White Wolf Holy Knight, and Boris' godson, Tuggenheim, found that the Minister of Intelligence, Goethe, was somewhat absent-minded. He poured himself a glass of wine and smiled at Goethe. "What's wrong, Mr. Goethe? Are you not feeling well?"
"No." The Minister of Intelligence shook his head and stood up. "I drank too much. I'm going to wash my hands."
"Okay."
The Minister of Intelligence left the room. In a library outside the Kurfürst's palace, a few nobles and bureaucrats were waiting. "How's the plan?"
Goethe said solemnly, "Follow the plan!"
"The time is near. We will get rid of the shadow and dominate the world!"
"Chaos shrouds the earth. Only believers are blessed by the gods!"
"Praise Tzeentch, the Master of Change!"
"Praise Tzeentch, the Master of Change!"
They took out a white towel, on which there was a dark purple handprint. Two delicate, short-barreled double-shot guns were hidden in the Minister of Intelligence's clothes.
When he returned to the room, the song had changed. Two female singers were singing "I Love You", an ancient love song from Middleton.
"I love you … I love you from the bottom of my heart …"
"But you left me …"
"I don't know how many tears I've shed for you …"
Boris was somewhat dazed. The Kurfürst thought of his two deceased wives and couldn't help but burst into tears. Tuggenheim thought of his father, the Ferren courtier who was killed in the battle against the one-eyed Kazak. Heinrich, on the other hand, thought of his mother who was born in a humble family and had passed away due to illness.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah …"
Gerd's heart was beating wildly. He secretly reached out and grabbed the gun handle on his belt under his coat.
The Minister of Intelligence had fallen into chaos more than ten years ago and became a member of the Dark Purple Hand of the Tzeentch Sect. However, every time Gerd saw Boris's noble character and the sacrifice of the White Wolf Knights to protect the Empire's territory, he would be shaken by his choice.
He was still hesitant.
"Don't look so bitter. Come and have a drink!" At this moment, Baron Stefan suddenly laughed at Gerd. The Baron was drooling. He drank a bit too much and his mind was in a daze. At this moment, everyone present was immersed in the song. Only this guy was carefree. He grabbed the wine bottle on the table and poured a full glass for Gerd. "Come."
"Ah, thanks …" The Minister of Intelligence could only take the glass and take a sip.
"Hahahaha! I'm so happy today … "Baron Stefan shifted his attention away.
There was no other choice! Gerd finally made up his mind.
"I love you … I love you from the bottom of my heart …"
"But you left me …"
"I miss you every night …"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah …"
Gerd gritted his teeth. The Minister of Intelligence gradually made up his mind.
Was it wrong to be on the winning side?
Year after year, the Orcs became bolder, and the Marauders became stronger.
Year after year, the number of Mutants in the Empire increased, and the situation became worse.
We are fighting a battle that we are bound to lose.
I'm a pragmatist. Yes, the Empire made me rich. But when Mildenheim falls into a sea of fire, chaos will allow me to survive. The citizens of the Empire will become food for the Beastmen or sacrifices to the Gods. Continue to survive and prosper!
The Master of Fate will be generous to those who revere him.
Yes, generous!
Gerd grabbed his wine glass and downed the entire glass of wine. Then he shouted at Baron Stefan, "Baron, if you don't support His Excellency, who will?"
The singing stopped instantly, and everyone looked at the Minister of Intelligence with a strange expression on their faces.
What are you doing?
"His Excellency, how can you embrace true civilization when you're with these bugs?" Gerd pulled out his gun and shot Mildenheim's Marshal Heinrich in the chest. "Heinrich, you bastard, how dare you oppose the Son of Chaos!"
Bang! Mildenheim's Marshal Heinrich was shot in the chest. Blood gushed out. He clutched his chest and fell to the ground. "Mr … Mr Gerd, what are you doing?"
"Are you rebelling?" Boris was also shocked by the turn of events. The Kurfürst shouted, "Gerd!"
"It's a gunshot!" The guards outside the hall heard the gunshot and were about to stand up.
Swoosh! Klaus Stauffenberg, a senior Teuton Auerbach guard, pulled out his battle axe and beheaded the young guards that Boris had carefully selected. Blood flowed all over the floor. The two White Wolf Knights and one Cheetah Knight were shocked and were about to charge forward. Another Teuton guard immediately took out his weapon. While the two White Wolf Knights were unprepared, he pierced the neck of one of the White Wolf Knights with his sword from the back. Then, he easily beheaded the remaining White Wolf Knight and Cheetah Knight with his axe.
The entire guardhouse was instantly covered in blood.
The two Teuton guards who had been selected to enter the inner circle of the White Wolf Knights, the military elite nobles who symbolized the highest honor of Middenheim, smiled at each other. They were bathed in blood and showed their true colors. They cut off the flesh from the dead, swallowed it in big mouthfuls, and drank the warm blood.
"For the Scarlet Skull Order! For Khorne! "
"Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God! Skull Sacrifice! "
The guards outside did not move at all. The inner hall was in chaos. A girl was so scared that she was rolling and crawling, and the other was so scared that she did not know what to do.
Gerd sneered. He fired again and blew Baron Stefan's head off. Then, he took out a second gun from his waist. "Your Excellency, this is all because you did not choose the right path. Don't blame me."
"Guards! Guards! "Boris roared anxiously.
"Are you looking for Klaus? Unfortunately, he and Bard are both members of the Scarlet Skull Order. "Gerd sneered and aimed the gun at Boris' head." Goodbye, Your Excellency. "
Bang! The bullet was shot, but Boris quickly dodged. This shot only hit Boris' left lung. The Kurfürst fell to the ground in pain. However, this was not enough to kill a Sanctuary expert.
"No!" The White Wolf Holy Knight Tugenheim was sitting the furthest away. He wanted to rush over, but it was too late. He did not have any weapons on him.
Just when Gerd fired the second shot at Boris, the girl sitting next to Boris, Louise von Auguste, suddenly let out a sharp roar. Her face became extremely pale, and her eyes were bloodshot. Sharp claws extended from her small hands. With a wave of her claws, the bullet was shattered into pieces!
"What?" Gerd was shocked. "A vampire?"
"Louise Auguste Lemia of the Lemia family is here." The girl protected Boris behind her. Her sharp fangs flashed under the light in the inner hall. "I'm sorry. The Blood Ancestor has decreed that the Kurfürst cannot die here."
"Guards!" Gerd shouted. Two corrupted Tailor guards came in. They killed General Heinrich of Mildenheim on the spot and then charged at Boris who was lying on the ground.
"Tugenheim! Take the Kurfürst and leave through the secret passage in the room immediately! "The girl's sharp voice echoed throughout the inner hall." He cannot die! "
"Got it!" Tugenheim did not have any weapons on him. Although he was shocked that a vampire would save his Godfather, the White Wolf Holy Knight immediately made a decision in the chaos. He carried the injured Boris on his back and quickly left through the secret passage in the inner hall that few people knew about.
On this day, the Kurfürst's palace was on fire.
Mildenheim was in chaos. The whole city was under martial law.
Boris Todbringer was shot by a musket, but he managed to escape with his life.
However, the Kurfürst was heavily injured again. His two successors, General Heinrich and Baron Stefan, died in this terrible disaster together.
The depressed Boris completely shut himself off. The entire Mildenheim and Mildenheim's palace was paralyzed.
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