Chapter 299 Disappeared
Lin Qi thoughtfully walked out of the only intact building, or palace complex, in Mirkavala and looked at the pyramid quietly floating on the ground not far away.
It seems that Eugen is the same as those special beings Lynch met before.
After the pressure was relieved, Lynch no longer paid attention to Eugen's little secret, and there was no need to pay attention to it.
The lizard man raised the suspension engine above the Daha Temple and activated the engine's transmission device to travel back and forth to the ground. This was a new function he had just figured out. The creations of the ancient saints still held endless mysteries waiting for him to explore.
The shadow of the hover engine could not cover the magnificent temple. Compared with the palace and sanctuary of the gods that occupied half of the city, it was as small as a piece of gold on the beach.
No matter how small the gold is, it is bright enough. Perhaps it can be used to interfere with the enemy's vision and hearing, making them mistakenly believe that the most important things exist in the pyramid, thereby diverting the enemy's firepower.
Lynch stretched his muscles as if relieved, and then walked towards the outer city area where the Oak Bar was located. At least the ruins were called this name before, and those Cossa warriors also called it the White Butt Tavern.
Teclis is there, Lynch is going to say goodbye to the wizard, and he is going to strike the dark forces first.
The sun was high in the sky. It was a rare sunny day in Kislev today. There was no more beautiful but cold white floating down from the sky.
Before Lynch could finish this thought, a burst of crystal light jumped down from the sky and landed gently on him, revealing to the guests of the rain forest the unpredictable weather in Kislev.
Just like the ever-changing Chaos Moon, the Evil Moon Morslieb is also so unpredictable. It may occupy the White Moon's position in the sky at any time, or even appear under the sun. It has no fixed orbit.
That living star loves to suddenly block the starry sky when the astrologers in the Moon City are looking up at it, and scare the spirit lizards on the other side of the star-peeping telescope so much that they tremble.
Lord Edditego of Talaxlan has long regarded it as his mortal enemy, and the magic toads of the Moon City have tried to shake the star more than once, but it is alive and will escape like a child after the prank is done.
No matter how naughty the evil moon is, it cannot cover up the light of the sun. Compared with the stars, it is too small. It just has power that is not inferior to that of the stars.
Lynch's sight easily passed through the falling snow and fell on the clouds illuminated by the sun.
Without that annoying green figure, Xie Yue didn't peek here as he had been a little too sensitive recently.
Lynch walked along the former commercial street, on the cracked path made of stone bricks, slowly passing by people who were either frightened or curious.
The legal owner of the land has already claimed the legitimacy of Lynch. Of course, the Tsar did not agree with the boyars' claim, but the Tsar, who was far away in the royal city of Kislev, had no control over the remote countryside, and he probably didn't even know what was happening on the border.
The warriors here prefer to follow the descendants of the war leaders. Unless the Tsar forcefully deprives all border boyas of their status and exiles all veterans, no one can prevent the descendants of the deceased boya from inheriting the throne.
This is what they deserve. Every warrior is willing to support them with his life. The boyars whose territories are located in the heart of the kingdom cannot get such support.
The laborers who were collecting rubble and broken wood were very resistant to the inhuman-looking lizardmen, but the children were different.
After the initial shock, they quickly accepted a big, scaly friend whose worldview they had not yet formed, but Lynch did not like their messy entanglement.
Perhaps it was the warmth around him that made the children feel comfortable, or perhaps it was simply out of curiosity. No matter how the women shouted and tried to stop them, there would always be children who sneaked up behind Lynch and gave him a greeting with their cold hands.
They were conducting a dangerous test, and not all warriors were willing to tolerate the uninvited guests behind them.
And they should be hostile to all non-human monsters like adults, because most of the hideous monsters are minions of Chaos.
In this terrible world, things must be done to the extreme. Someone should teach them fear and avoid so that they can survive better.
Lynch didn't say much, but these fearless newborns reminded him of something important.
He quickly rushed towards several Winged Hussars not far away, which caused the little guy behind him who was about to touch the scales to lose his target. The confused person who reached out his hand only touched the wet and hot vapor evaporated from the snowflakes.
"Don't let anyone near the temple, it's been cordoned off."
The warriors' laughter was interrupted by the broken Kislevite language, and they responded hesitantly without asking the reason.
Valeriboye had issued a related ban before, stating that except for this strange-looking chosen one, anyone else who approached the temple would be killed without mercy.
Lynch continued to walk towards the tavern. No matter how noisy the children were or how happy the victorious soldiers were, they could not drown out the faint crying that spread like a plague.
Families whose fathers, husbands or sons had died were attending funerals, and most of what they were able to bury were only items related to the deceased, whose bones had long since dissolved in the monster's stomach acid.
Just like a snowflake falling into hot water, the unlucky guy who was eaten by the chaos monster disappeared in an instant.
These locals are lucky. Many more refugees gathered in Mirkavala don’t even know where their loved ones died.
The only consolation they received was that Boyer assured them that none of the warriors were deserters and that all the dead had died protecting Kislev, so they were entitled to receive the condolence money for the dead in battle.
Lynch had heard about the relevant arrangements from the great wizard, and these guarantees were just excuses to temporarily stabilize the victims.
Apart from the stockpile in Mirkavala and some granaries that had not been dug out by Chaos believers, there was no more food stored at the border, and no amount of gold would be of any use here.
Chaos followers looted the border, and when the Chaos Warriors were defeated, these Chaos minions also suffered disaster.
But all the food that had not yet been transported away by them disappeared.
Perhaps Lady Kislev could not directly determine the culprit based on the empty grain wagons, but as long as Lynch heard similar news that something was missing, he could confirm it - it was all done by the Skaven.
All bad things can be blamed on the Skaven. They are synonymous with meanness, despicableness and shamelessness, so it is normal for them to take advantage of others' misfortunes.
What's more, food is the hard currency among the ratmen clans, second only to the dimension stone.
Now there is only one thing facing all those in the know - how to feed so many refugees.
It is unlikely to count on support from the royal city of Kislev, said old Boyer.
Lynch chose to trust the judgment of the locals.
(End of this chapter)
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