Chapter 108 Middenheim
Nordland, Middenheim, City of the White Wolf.
It is located on the plateau in the north of the empire. It is a huge city full of spiral staircases and spiers, built on high cliffs. Its four embankment bridges spanned towering cliffs and connected passages into the empire. It's winter now, and white snow covers most of the plateau. However, this can't extinguish someone's passionate heart for exploration.
"This is another world! A city from another world! It's so awesome!!"
Looking at the city in front of her, An was so excited that she almost jumped up. In fact, when she was brought to the space station by Duanmu Huai, the princess had always maintained a high interest, as excited as if she was planning to go into the snow. Happy Alaska. When they left the space station on the gunboat, entered the atmosphere, and then came all the way to the northern part of the empire, the princess was so excited that she almost couldn't find the north. After all, this was her first time to personally experience how to travel through a planet. An even asked Duanmuhuai very excitedly if their world was also a huge sphere.
Well... I'm sorry to An, but the world of soul fragments is indeed flat at the moment. Maybe enough soul fragments will be collected later to be converted into planets, but now... it's really flat.
Of course, at the beginning, An also had an quarrel with Duanmu Huai because Gu Leiya couldn't come with her.
There is no way around this. After all, Gu Leiya's human characteristics are too obvious. It may be okay in other places, but in this world, if she comes, she will definitely be killed by witch hunters and the like as a beast. What's more, Not to mention the various organizations and forces that believe in evil gods... That would be even more troublesome.
So in the end Duanmu Huai decided to split his forces into two groups, letting Lorena take the two dragons Gu Leiya and Feilin to visit the Holy City, while he took An and Ogis to Middenheim.
An was originally reluctant to do this, but in the end Gu Leiya convinced her and said that she would share her travel experiences when she came back, and An finally nodded and agreed.
Looking at her happy look now, it is obvious that her previous unhappiness has long since flown into the clouds.
"Don't forget what I told you."
Duanmuhuai grabbed An's shoulders, stared at her again and said.
"You are not allowed to use magic, you are not allowed to meddle in other people's business, even if you are doing good deeds, this world is far worse than you can imagine. Compared with the dirty and filthy things here, Fafna is considered an angel. So. , Be careful, be cautious, you don’t want Gu Leya to worry about you.”
"Well...I see."
After hearing what Duanmu Huai said, An also calmed down. On the way here, Duanmu Huai also gave her some knowledge about the situation in this world and the situation of mages in this world. It also let An know that this world is not as peaceful and kind as the world he lives in. To be honest, Duanmu Huai originally did not intend to bring An here, but... who said that An's talent as a mage is too good, and Does Duanmu Huai really lack the help of a mage?
That's why he appeared here with An and Ogis.
As for the remaining members of the war group, Feiya was sent home by Duanmu Huai because she was too unstable. Meludi also returned to the Holy City with Lorena to report.
Only he came here with Ann and Ogis.
This city of white wolves.
As the Empire's frontline against Chaos, Middenheim is one of the few cities in the Empire dominated by the Church of Ulric. Ulric is the god of winter, war and the white wolf. Before the founding of the Empire, it was once the most important god that humans believed in.
Ulric's followers admire bravery, independence, and strength, and look down on those chattering Sigma followers who like to be clever and act like effeminates. In the eyes of the followers of Ulric, the followers of Sigmar are more like weak and incompetent wastes who like to make excuses.
The city of Middenheim also shows the wildness, bravery and perseverance of Ulric's followers. Just by walking into the city gate and looking at the simple-looking and persevering stone building in front of you, you can feel the bravery and spirit from the White Wolf God conveyed here.
Especially compared with Altdorf, which is full of exquisite and luxurious buildings, the gap between the two is even greater. If Altdorf is a luxurious work of art that looks like it has been carefully carved by craftsmen, then Middenheim is more like a masterpiece of nature's uncanny craftsmanship. It doesn't need any decoration or polishing. Just existing here is enough to show a wild sense of oppression.
Middenheimers are tall, but Duanmuhuai is even taller. He is carrying a war hammer and striding down the street. Pedestrians on both sides are looking at him with surprise or surprise - of course. , there is no one without eyes coming to seek death. After all, Duanmu Huai's set of hideous and terrifying power armor, coupled with his strong body, is already the best representative of "danger level MAX".
If anyone dares to come up and make trouble, he is either blind or mentally retarded.
Ogis and An were wearing cloaks and following Duanmuhuai. Especially An, with her round eyes wide open at this time, curiously looking at the people and buildings coming and going around. Although Manalia appears to be a medieval magical country on the surface, it has basically entered the era of the Magical Industrial Revolution. Therefore, An's feeling when looking at Middenheim is the same as a person from the Industrial Revolution period of the 18th century traveling to the 14th century, full of curiosity and freshness. "Mr. Knight, where are we going now?"
Facing An's curious inquiry, Duanmuhuai gave the answer.
"First, like the opening of all adventure novels, we are going to the tavern."
As Duanmuhuai said, most adventure legends begin in a tavern.
Dim oil lamps were lit inside, drunken guests were waving wine bottles, and occasionally someone even got drunk and got into a fight in the corner. Scantily clad waitresses held wine glasses aloft and surrounded themselves with the adulation of the customers, handing them glass after glass of inferior beer. The entire tavern was noisy and noisy, and with the help of this annoying noise, some people were quietly passing on some conspiracies, tricks, and even some intelligence.
"I don't know what you want, warrior."
The bartender standing behind the cabinet looked at Duanmu Huai in front of him, sighed silently, and placed a glass of wine in front of him. He turned his head and tried his best to avoid looking at Duanmuhuai's face - the dim candlelight could only reflect the lower half of Duanmuhuai's face, but this made him look even more frightened.
"Frankly speaking, the time for you to come is not good. It is winter now. The beastmen in the forest have returned to their dirty lairs, curling up to rest like bears. Of course, maybe they are planning the next attack. ? But not now, I heard that the Sheriff is I have vowed to try to rectify Middenheim and completely eliminate those humble kings, but I do not recommend that you wade into this muddy water. After all, it is very likely that he will fall in an unknown place at some point for some reason. And Middenheim will still be here.”
"But there's always some kind of deal."
Duanmu Huai fiddled with the wine glass in his hand. The wine glass, which was bigger than a normal man's face, was as small as a toy in his hand. He sat beside him, eyes wide open, staring at him and the bartender like a curious child. The conversation between them was as if they were entering the opening of an adventure novel, full of excitement and excitement.
"I am a warrior, and I long for blood, battle and glory. Of course we are here not just to enjoy the beauty of Middenheim, although this is indeed a beautiful city."
"It's certainly a beautiful city."
No one doesn't like to hear other people's praises for their hometown. The bartender smiled and his expression softened a lot.
"I can see that you are a brave, tough, and strong warrior. If you want, you can be someone's guest. Maybe you can twist it when those cursed Chaos barbarians from the north attack. Cut off their heads and smash them into pieces to show your strength..."
Having said this, the bartender spread his hands.
"I really don't have any special news."
"Okay, I get it."
Duanmu Huai nodded and didn't say much. After all, this was not a game, and he didn't expect to get the main mission as soon as he came... Well, even though he said that, but...
"This warrior, if you can, how about chatting with me?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from Duanmu Huai's side. He turned around and saw a wandering adventurer with long hair and a long sword in his hand, looking at him with a smile.
"If you crave battle and blood, then maybe we can cooperate."
(End of chapter)