Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

Chapter 357 Revealing the Truth

It seemed that the whole world, except the empire, was caught in the vortex.

A terrible civil war has broken out among the elven race, and now on the Isles of Ulthuan the Dark Elves and the High Elves are engaged in a bloody conflict.

Bretonnia is also caught in a civil war, and even outsiders don’t know which side is right and which side is wrong.

Cathay is said to be facing the most terrifying Kurgan Legion, and the Chaos Dwarves also seem to be interested in attacking Cathay.

The decline of the dwarves began after the end of the War of Longbeard, and will continue to decline.

Windlow has traveled to a variety of places and has proven that the so-called prophecies about the end of the world are not groundless.

It was also at this time that a group of Norse raiders came outside the city and knocked on the gate, clamoring for the city defense army to open the gate so that they could leave the port and plunder the northern provinces of the empire.

However, a city that mainly relies on trade will not open its doors to those plunderers. Although they are all Norscans, the class conflict is obviously higher than the racial conflict.

As the only city with walls in the entire Norse Peninsula, the outside plunderers had no way of attacking it and could only beg nicely to borrow a port to sail out.

Unexpectedly, the Norsemen guarding the city also directly refused, but said that if they wanted supplies, they could exchange them for supplies.

The only difference between the local Norscans and the Imperials was probably their hair color. Unexpectedly, Windlow had inadvertently accomplished what Sigmar had tried his best to fail to do.

As long as the quality of life of the Norscans can be improved, who would be willing to risk being killed and go south to plunder the empire?

The Norse troops had no choice but to go into the city for supplies in order to prepare for their subsequent assembly plan. The tavern was very lively.

The tavern owner is a Norse Dwarf, a dwarf tribe living in the Norscan Peninsula, and they have normal trade relations with the Norscans.

Aside from their preference for axes and cold weapons, the Norse dwarves are no different from the other dwarves who dwell in the World's Edge Mountains.

Including the horrible alcohol content.

Originally, Windlow was just taking a temporary rest in a room on the second floor of the tavern, but the noisy noise of the large number of foreign Norscans left him with no choice.

I can only come to the lobby on the first floor of the tavern to order some food, eat and drink well, and then continue today's intelligence collection.

But at this moment, a tall, strong man with black hair and some blond hair sat in front of Wendlow.

Black hair is the characteristic of the Imperials, blond and red hair are the characteristics of the Norsemen, and the man in front of him must be a mixed race of Imperial and Norsemen.

There were many customers in the pub, so it was understandable that some people sat at the same table with him.

At the same time, this guy looks very powerful, with a scar from forehead to cheek. He looks like a veteran, so he can maintain the relationship.

"Douvi! (Dwarven: respectable elder), this person's expenses are charged to my account."

Dwarves are a race that adheres to tradition, and as a boss they of course follow the principle of first come, first served.

But since Windlow called him that, the tavern owner naturally broke the tradition and came over to serve the two of them first, serving them wine and food.

As for the meal, it’s certainly not for free. The man in front of me can be seen to be very powerful. If I establish a good relationship with him now, he might be able to escort me later.

Whether you are going deep into the Norse Peninsula to investigate intelligence or to do business, there is a security guarantee.

Treating someone to a meal is not expensive, and after placing a plate of food and wine in front of the mixed-race muscular man, he began to introduce himself.

"Diederick, Diederick Kastner, was once a knight of the Order of the Twin-Tailed Comet."

"Wendeluo, the Baron of Ostland in the Empire, was once an imperial merchant."

After the two introduced their identities, it was the guy named Didrick who spoke first, saying that he had done business with Windlow a few years ago.

Although Wendlow nodded, he had done business with many people since he started his business, so he really had no impression of the guy in front of him, but it didn't matter.

Pretend to look as if you have suddenly understood something, and then quickly add words like "Hello, hello", "No wonder you look so familiar", "You've become a lot more developed after not seeing you for a long time", etc., to better bring the two people closer together.

This will also facilitate future hiring.

But the man named Didrick did not respond to Windlo's courtesy. Instead, he kept a serious face and finally said something that even Windlo found unbelievable.

"Do you think this world is real?"

"Oh!! Nihilism? I sometimes feel that way, because when our daily necessities are guaranteed and we don't face any external threats, we will make ourselves unhappy."

Windlow's answer was more like the most basic courtesy. He would say everything to others, but he had to lead the topic to other places.

However, the man named Diderik did not seem to agree with Windlow's answer, but instead added a sentence.

"This world is not real, and you do not belong to it."

This confused Wendlow, but in keeping with his businessman's qualities, he pretended to understand. It turned out that this guy was an idealist.

Anything that can be talked about is worth talking about.

"I understand what you mean. The world originally did not exist, but because of our perception, this world was born in our perception."

However, this answer only received a sneer from Didrick.

“The world exists, but our existence is different from the world’s existence.”

He slowly took a sip of the wine in front of him as a token of his recognition of Wendlow, and then continued to refill it.

"Have you ever seen a stage play or a novel? The characters in the play are busy performing their own scripts without seeing the audience below the stage."

"The fourth wall, right? Because a qualified performer needs to pretend that there is a wall separating him from the audience, ignoring any reactions from the audience and concentrating on his own performance."

This ability to speak differently to different people is very useful in most situations, but it was the first time that he failed with Didrick.

"Okay, I'll give up on all that roundabout stuff."

He stood up, pointed his finger at Windrod's forehead, and then roared loudly.

"You! You don't belong to this world! You're like a spectator who jumped onto the stage without any permission and pretended to be an actor too!"

The voice was so loud that the entire pub fell completely silent, but then everyone else regarded the words as drunkenness and continued to do their own things.

The pub became noisy again, as if nothing had happened just now.

And Didrick's voice was repeated again.

"You do not belong to this world, and now, reveal your true self."