Hearing what the engineering warlock said, he remained silent for a long time.
After a long while, he uttered a sentence.
"Rat, what a bad term."
As she spoke, the scene of the time when high elves were skinned appeared before the eyes of the wizard. She sold this high-quality art to the collectors of Druchi in exchange for high rewards.
There is no doubt that she is an executioner who has blood on her hands and is proud of it.
But even such a wizard did not expect that there is such a race that actually regards the ability to think as a blessing.
Even saying that such an obviously materialized word as rat has become a high-level VIP noun seems mild.
Although they, the Druchi, exploited the labor of slaves and turned over the human skins and internal organs of other races for various uses, they had never been so evil.
As expected of a race that can deal with the bastards of chaos.
"Why, because the women in Druchi have a high status, you feel that their status should not be like this."
The engineering warlock noticed the way the wizard looked at garbage.
He wrapped the female rat in a blanket and climbed onto the bed. Esky lay on the bed and continued to speak to the witch spirit.
"There will only be one female rat for every one hundred cubs of the rat people. This is destined that female rats will not become the main class of society. In addition, due to the need for population reproductive capacity, biochemical modification is the choice of our tribe."
"Otherwise, how could the descendants of the Horned Rat destroy the entire world in order to rule the ashes of the world."
At this point, the engineer warlock couldn't help but click his tongue and quickly cleared his mind to avoid malicious intentions and praying to the horned rat unconsciously.
Wu Ling was truly shocked. She could understand every word in the engineering warlock's words just now, but the combined meaning created an effect that left her speechless.
"Is this your goal?"
After being stunned for a while, she asked one word at a time.
"This is an oracle."
The engineer warlock replied weakly.
After saying that, he emphasized again.
"Just like the oracles of Asuryan and Khaine."
After speaking, the engineering warlock drew the rune combination of the spell he just learned in the book in the air.
The green runes are lined up in a row. There are no specific runes for Tzeentch. They are all things that already exist in Anoquayan.
But is there really nothing of Tzeentch hidden in these things?
Just arranging them here makes the engineering warlock's head feel huge.
"oracle……"
Wu Ling was still in a state where his brain was not very clear, so he murmured, and then said it with half doubt and half certainty.
"You will execute it."
Through the green runes, the engineering warlock looked at the wizard.
"Who knows. Maybe I want to establish a cooperative relationship with you pointy-eared things. Maybe I want to join those cold-blooded animals in the south."
After saying that, he laughed, as if he felt funny about what he said, and said again.
"Your Witch King will peel off my skin as soon as he sees me. Friends from the south... no, the skinks will throw me to feed the tyrannosaurus when they see me. So, these are all inaccurate stories. "
It really is.
Wu Ling thought in his heart.
However, the white mouse clearly knew why he still said this.
There seems to be only one explanation.
"You are so naive and stupid."
The engineering warlock snorted coldly and said.
"That's just an assumption, right."
"Or maybe we ratmen mate with Tyrell's female wolf and give birth to a ratwolf. Maybe I want to know what will be born between ratmen and elves."
Disgusting thoughts. Thinking of such a scene, Wu Ling felt his stomach churning.
Of course she showed the qualities that a Druchi woman should have towards the young men of Druchi, but even so, lower races would do such things to Druchi.
Give birth to what? Need I say more? A humanoid mouse with a mouse face, even with its skin exposed...
At this time, a piece of rat language came in.
"Master, you really like hairless things?"
The engineer warlock glanced and saw that the voice was indeed a silent scribe, and Esky spat out a word.
"roll."
Then, he sat up again and pointed at the clerk.
"Wait, can you understand Druzil?"
"I understand a little bit, I understand a little bit."
The clerk showed an awkward smile and wiped his non-existent cold sweat.
Before yesterday, he still couldn't understand, but he didn't know why. Starting from last night, he was able to understand it. Maybe it was because of that god?
This response silenced the air for several minutes, until Esky broke the atmosphere.
"Because of you, a slave rat died."
The engineer-warlock drawled at the scribe, especially the word checkmate.
"It's just a slave rat. Even the clan rats have died a lot."
The clerk said with a smile. He did not expect that the master would blame him for the death of a slave rat.
When Esky was in Skaven City, he killed even clan rats at will.
As long as they are not special rat people, in the society of rat people, no one will care about the lives of other rat people.
"Yes, Mobrier. Do you think this is what you deserve?"
The engineer's question seemed even stranger, leaving Mobrier confused and frightened.
"No, Master, how dare I."
"Don't you dare? All Skaven think so."
He dared to speak like this because he felt that his master would not kill him, the engineer warlock thought.
"It's also the cost of my silence that I feel sorry for."
Then, the engineer warlock fell into deep thought.
Although he is also a ratman, after being in contact with Skaven for a long time, Eski discovered that this kind of personality is the same as an enlarged version of the rogue Niu Er, which really made him unable to help but say: "Everything is born to raise rats. A rat has nothing to repay to Heaven.”
Even himself.
The clerk had been working for so long, but he wanted to kill the clerk because he did the same thing as him.
Double standards.
I've always been like this.
The engineer warlock reflected on his actions.
"Our race is really hopeless."
It was replaced by Druzil, Eski suddenly said to the Witch Spirit.
Wu Ling was full of doubts.
She had no idea what the qee-qee, qee-qee, squeak-squeak sounds meant just now, nor did she understand why the white mouse looked like he had realized it again.
The engineer jumped out of bed and opened the stern window.
The sea breeze blew into the whole room, bringing a salty smell.
This made the three elves who had no clothes next to them shivered and just leaned against each other.
"This book taught me a growth magic."
Taking advantage of the sunshine, the engineering warlock opened the Tzeentch book he had read before and continued.
"Can the fruit spawned by this magic be eaten?"
Then, the engineer warlock asked himself the question.
"...Just use it, it's just a waste of seeds and slave rats."
