Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 200 The 50th feud returns

Author: The Fish Daxian who doesn’t know how to swim

Chapter 200 50. Renewed feud

Early the next morning, after morning training, Young Master Newkel was eating breakfast in the study. The family law enforcement champion Keslay told him what happened at the manor outside the city last night. After learning the news, he nodded calmly.

He indicated that he understood, but his heart was turbulent.

"Black blade? Soul dagger? Lehan?" Newkel picked up the pipe on the table and lit it with a candlestick. He walked slowly to the side of the rear window and exposed half of his head to look at Keslay and Bainie in the family martial arts training ground.

While thinking about martial arts training, he thought of Elariel the Curse, and of Darkus' trick after the last Hanir Hala. In his mind, this was a mysterious magic dagger.

, maybe it is really related to the Chaos Demon as Darkus said, but I didn’t expect that the matter would become such a big deal.

"Renewed feud?" Nukel thought a lot for a while. He knew that he had to notify the Darkos brothers in Nagarond as soon as possible, but before notifying him, he had to go to the Tower of Destruction.

trip.

This is not some mama's boy who has lived for five thousand years. Last fall, the situation in Kalonde Kal was slightly more stable, and the Black Ark Nagor, which had been staying there to assist in the suppression, left.

Now the Nagor is staying in Krakalond for resupply and repair. Unlike the last time it resupplied and repaired the hull, this time it resupplied a large amount of military supplies, including grain, baggage, armor, weapons, tanks, equipment, etc.

, the Sovereign earned by the Nagol from Kalonde Karl flowed into Krakaronde, and now the powerful people in Krakaronde are making a lot of money.

At the same time, this also means that the war between Hagrid Grave and the Black Ark Nagor will break out at any time.

Newkor entered the Tower of Destruction, the door open, the sigil of Hecate shining above it, the polished bones etched with smaller runic shapes that shimmered with a life of their own. The octagonal ones

Black marble is laid on the ground, inlaid with dark passages stained by dried blood. The walls are carefully carved with mysterious patterns. What is even more terrifying is that the entire Tower of Destruction is filled with a large amount of magical wind.

Newkel really doesn't like coming here when nothing happens.

There is a throne carved on the steps at the end of the hall. There is a chair, a jug of wine, two goblets and some snacks next to the table in front of the throne.

The click of shoe soles on the marble reminded Newkel that someone was coming. His mother did not use the teleportation spell, but slowly walked out of the side door.

Annasara is still wearing the noble purple long-sleeved robe, a short-sleeved coat, a purple cloak, a spiked crown on her head, a black willow staff in her left hand, and a black willow staff in her right hand.

Wearing a simple elf sword.

"My dear son, come with me to eat some more." Annasara slowly walked to the throne and sat down, saying in a relaxed tone.

Annasara exuded an imperial aura at the moment she sat down, full of quiet majesty and solemnity. She was not the kind of savage priestess who tore the beating heart from the victim's chest, nor was she the kind who weaved traps with lies and

A seductive, cunning witch who manipulates everything around her to her own liking.

Here, she is the night governor of Krakarond, the legendary mage of Druchi society, and an immortal existence.

"Mother, Lehan is dead. He died in a manor north of the city of the Godrich family." Newkel walked over, sat on the chair in front of the throne, picked up the wine bottle and started pouring wine, and said.

"I know, my dear son, I saw it all yesterday, Malus the Parricide."

Newkel thought for a moment and nodded. After all, the fake soul dagger was made by his mother.

A piece of pastry floated up from the tray and landed on Annasara's hand.

"Maybe Darkus is right. I shouldn't have given the soul dagger to Morathi at that time, but threw it into the hot magma of the Black Ridge Mountains." Anasara added, but there was no regret on her face.

with a look on his face, and then started to eat pastries.

Newkel didn't say anything, but nodded. He couldn't decide the ownership of the soul dagger, and what happened had already happened. Is it possible that he could still ask Morathi to get it back? He was waiting for what his mother would say next.

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"The Nagor is staying here now, if Lehan's followers try to enter the Nagor to capture the black blade."

"Those retinues would technically violate the terms of the truce between the Nagor and Hagrid Grave, and with Lehane dead, maybe Barnes Burrough will take advantage of the opportunity, and we just need a little

Please help." Newkel poured the wine without drinking it, but took out his pipe. Under Anasara's stern eyes, he lit the pipe anyway, and then said slowly.

"You know, Nukel. I don't like your smoking. It reminds me of your father who died in Tal Anlek five thousand years ago." Annasara said with a frown on her face.

A hint of displeasure.

"Similarly, you also know, my mother. When I smoke, I will think of my father smoking a pipe and holding me in his arms, telling me his stories in the dwarf world." Newkel said indifferently.

, after gaining some advantage in this confrontation, he immediately changed the subject and continued, "Of course, it was Lehan's army that defeated Barnes' army on the battlefield and conquered the Nagor."

"Yes, my son. But Lehan did it according to Draka's order, and Draka received the order from His Majesty the Witch-King. If Lehan simply followed the order and because

If Banes was killed for the crimes of Eldir (Malus's mother), then the hatred of the Bale family will only be associated with His Majesty the Witch King." Annasara raised her eyebrows and looked at the puffing smoke.

Newkel said after a long time.

"The problem is that Lehan married Eldir, and Hagrid Grave and the Nagor have been fighting ever since. Now, I think Banes is going to seize this opportunity to capture Hagrid Grave and

Appoint Folland as Drahau, and according to the rules of blood feud, His Majesty the Witch King will have no choice but to sit back and watch." As Nukel smoked, he suddenly felt that the smell of tobacco had changed, and it became nauseating to him.

He felt like vomiting. He knew it was his mother's fault, but he didn't say anything and continued the conversation.

"The key is that Nagor's army must attack quickly while Hagrid Grave's dignitaries are still in a state of confusion. Since Lehan's intended successor Brugliel (the eldest brother of Malus) was killed in battle,

, the title of Hagrid Gravevarahar may be passed on to Lehan's second son Isvar. As far as I know, Isvar is a bohemian libertine and the leader of a cult, and he caused trouble a few days ago.

Many things are not suitable for the battlefield. This will complicate Draka Night Governor's plan to appoint another more experienced dignitary as the leader of the city war, and will cause more chaos. Perhaps, the black blade is there

When news of the Gore reached Hagrid Grave, the powerful were still vying for the title of Valahar."

"Isvar? It's difficult to run a shop, let alone lead an army into battle. Lehan's followers are eager for revenge, and those followers are powerful people. Isvar has to take action to avoid appearing weak, so he must

Assemble the strongest possible force in a short period of time. The only uncertainty at this stage is whether Isilva will lead this force himself or entrust it to another general."

"My son, he will not go on his own, he has no reputation as a war leader and his power base in Hagrid Grave is too weak. He will stay in Hagrid Grave to stop his rivals and

political enemies, and credited him with any victory over Nagor's forces.

"While Isvar is still provoking political conflict with his opponents in Hagrid Grave, most of his available forces will be fighting against the forces of the Nagol. I believe Burroughs will be at Blackwater Crossing

To crush Isvar's army, Burroughs has deduced it with me many times, and the Nagor's army will sweep the city."

"This is just an expected speculation. My son, you know that Darkus recruited a large number of sorceresses from me not long ago, and as far as I know, Drusala returned from Nagarund.

Grond mobilized some sorceresses, plus the sorceresses loyal to His Majesty the Witch King, so many sorceresses could launch a massive war, but Darkos took those sorceresses to do research?

Do you believe it? I don’t think Darkus will remain indifferent there. Do you know what Colonia was doing before returning to Krakalund?”

"With my help, Colonia made a magic necklace that could block the perception of the Chaos Demon. After that, Colonia went to Hagrid Grave to get close to the black blade. All of this belongs to Darkus.

Arrangement, don’t you feel that Darkus has become very strange since that accidental fall into the sea?” Anasara asked herself and continued.

"He seems to have changed into an elf, the way he treats his family and Druch, and uses various means to achieve the test I put on him. My mother, the most amazing thing to me is that the gods also treated him during the twilight tide.

Showing a caring smile, he must have hidden something during the subsequent trip to Lustria. The truth may be even more exciting than what he told. Now he has become something similar to the Hand of the Witch King. In my impression, His Majesty the Witch King does not

Who can I trust so much, even if Darkus looks like the ancestor Alandrian?" Newkel nodded and said in agreement. As he spoke, he felt that he had been familiar with each other again, as if he had chatted with his mother more than once before.

Pass the strangeness of Darkus.

"As if? That's right! He can deceive others but he can't deceive us! Destiny? The illusory and absurd fate keeps us far away from our former homeland. Maybe he will do something that even His Majesty the Witch King can't do. I believe that Dark

The appearance of Us will allow us to return to our long-lost homeland!" Annasara picked up the black willow staff as she said it. The power of black magic continued to grow on the black willow, and the essence on the black willow was also growing.

Constantly jumping and exuding magical vitality, she continued, "But I like him very much, even more than before! And I haven't received such a precious gift for a long time."

After Anna Sara finished speaking, she glared at Newkel again.

"What about Drusala? Morathi's chief maid?" Newkel knew what his mother meant by glaring at him, so he immediately changed the subject.

"She was blessed by Hecate and Assati at the same time." Annasara raised her eyebrows slightly as she spoke.

"How is this possible?" Nukel's pupils dilated slightly, and he felt a little shocked. It was outrageous to use what Darkus once said. Although he didn't care about the gods, he also knew the relationship between the sisters.

Under mutual suspicion, sisters who wished each other dead could actually bless a druch at the same time?

"My son, I can also tell you something that will shock you even more. After listening to it, I guarantee that you will stand up directly from your chair! The double blessing happened after she came into contact with Darkus! If she hadn't come

When she arrived at the Tower of Destruction, she didn't even know she had changed, which means her miserable fate was unknowingly changed by Darkus!"

"This? How is this possible?" Zhizi Moruomu, Nukel stood up from the chair in shock. If being blessed before contact means that Drusala is extraordinary. After being blessed by an outrageous double blessing after contact, it seems

It’s even more outrageous, it means a lot of meanings.

"Sit down, my son. Actually, you don't have to be so surprised. Aren't the three brothers and sisters of the Takaia family, the little guy from the Thorn family, and Kalien all changed by him? Also including the Lengyan family, what's going on below

Baine, who practiced martial arts with Keslay, what was the name of that centurion? And the pirates of the Lengyan family. Moreover, Maranur's fate was also changed unknowingly. At least we didn't let it happen at the beginning.

His idea of ​​serving as an adjutant to His Majesty the Witch King, as far as I know, he was even more majestic during his time in Naggarond than when he was in Krakarond. Those powerful people are constantly fawning over him, hoping to use him

Get a small chance."

"Flanais became the chosen god of Edreze, and Alyssa was blessed by Hecate. Maybe the death of Darkus' father in the battle is also somehow related to him? My mother, you said he would be someone

An incarnation?"

"Does it look like him? He is Darkus, and Darkus is him. As he said, he is the conqueror of destiny!"

Newkel nodded slowly, without saying anything, but seemed to be thinking about something.

"My son, he is a gift given to us by the gods, we must cherish him. Go about your business and convey this news to him. Remember, he will be the hand of the Witch King in the future! Complete the task of the Good Witch King

It’s what I have entrusted to you! I will also repair Bascon’s old sword for him.” Annasara did not forget to remind Nukel before he left, as if to make Nukel correct his mentality and stop being rude.

Darkus serves as the Hand of the Witch-King's instructions.

Newkel stood up and bowed before retiring. On the way, he was thinking about the tasks that Darkus had assigned him recently. The tasks were very simple and consisted of two points. One was to build an experimental fast sailing ship.

Under the circumstances, the speed should be fast, the sailors should be as few as possible, and the carrying capacity should be large, suitable for traveling between Naggaroth and the Lustria continent. At that time, he did not pay much attention to it, thinking that it would be enough to make slight improvements on the plundering ship.

What suddenly comes to mind now? His cousin's dragon ship! Darkus is worried about the attack of the dragon ship, and Asul takes advantage of the speed of the dragon ship to constantly harass the passing transport fleet.

Nukel, who was looking at the Krakalund shipyard in the distance from a high place, suddenly understood Darkus' worries. What Darkus was currently doing was to connect Nagaroth and Lustria.

Tapping the war potential of Druchi. If this route is cut off, it will have a great adverse impact on Darkus and the Hell Calamity family behind him politically and economically. Those who are still fawning over Maranu

Your dignitaries are likely to turn around and attack and slander Darkus. He knows that there is an underground sea passage leading to Lustria, but the Lustria continent is too long.

The Kauchen Plain designated by Darkus was also too far from the exit of the underground sea. It was so far away that many black arks needed to be deployed not far from the coast of Lustria as a fixed support fulcrum. Newkel quickly gave up.

This idea is not realistic at all. The Black Ark without the huge plundering ship is like a beast without claws. It is better to keep moving. If you stay in one place for a long time and encounter Asur's dragon ship, you will be waiting for death, and

No admiral is willing to do nothing and stay there. After all, not all black arks are as special and independent as the Nagor. Even if the admiral agrees, the restless Druch pirates below will not agree. It is very likely that

Login raids and rebellions occur, and what happens next is likely to be much worse.

"Driven by hell dragons, sails and magic?" Newkel decided to put down his work and go to the shipyard. He was going to start designing a new ship immediately and build a few more experimental ships for Darkus to choose from.

, In addition, the scale of the shipyard and various lumberyards will be expanded in the future. The scale that has been expanded is not enough, far from enough. Moreover, while expanding, we must also strengthen defenses to guard against possible harassment from cousin Asul. He will not

Imagine what Darkus said, seeing the shipyard burned to the ground early the next morning.

As for Darkus's other arrangement, it is simple. To set up a special pontoon force to quickly cross the river without magic assistance, it seems very simple in his eyes. He is too good at this, and in his mind

There are already many ideas and experiments in , all we need to do is to conduct repeated experiments in the Red Poison River.

The foreshadowing and conclusion stuck with me in this chapter.

(End of chapter)