Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 216 66 In addition to politics, it is still politics

Author: The Fish Daxian who can’t swim

Chapter 216 66. Besides politics, there is politics

"The advantage is here and this is the master. The advantage is there and that is the master. The emperor sells his title to officials, and the emperor can use it, and it can lead to chaos. If the common people use it, what is the precarious situation of those who stand on it?

The emperor obeyed the orders of the feudal towns, and the feudal towns obeyed the orders of the soldiers. As of the Five Dynasties, the emperor had bribed him, and it lasted until the Song Dynasty..."

Darkus walked in front of him with his hands behind his back, swaying step by step, muttering words that the Druchi people behind him could not understand. In his opinion, these words were the best words for the Druchi society and the powerful people.

Of course, he is also included here.

However, Darkus suddenly stopped mid-reciting, because he was dissatisfied with the following content, and the great wisdom that was half-swung in a bottle could not remember it. He was not excited about killing a Valahar,

It's just a Valahar, a guy like Isvar. He has killed an admiral before, and his extraordinary life has just begun, and he has not even reached the age of thirty. According to this trajectory, it is not the same as that of the medieval world.

There is a killer behind him.

"Then do I count this as a vassal town, or the central government? Or the royalist party?" Darkus thought again, and he was a little stunned for a moment. Although the Annasara clan mother and Morathi are close friends,

, but the political stance is obviously on the side of Malekith, and the relationship between Annasara and Heliben, a religious lunatic, does not seem to be very good? Although Keslay, the family law enforcement champion, is in Hal

·The executioner’s path taken by Okanishi for further studies.

Darkos thought for a while and suddenly stood there and turned his head to look at the Druchi who were following him. He observed the expressions of each Druchi, his old team, his brother's retinue, Dorian's

The representatives were the descendants of the fear lord of Naggarond, as well as sorceresses from different places.

These Druchi also stopped and looked at Darkus, some with expressions of awe, determination, fear, reverence and various other emotions intertwined.

"The benefit is here and this is the main one. The benefit is there and the other is the main one. Alas, isn't it not a bad idea to use it on them?" Darkus sighed slowly.

"Many of you have participated in the battle with me to banish the Chaos Demons. You can betray me! But you know the fate of any Druch who tastes the forbidden fruit! That is my bottom line!" Darkus did not say anything.

It will satisfy the political ambitions or financial rewards of these Druchi. Human ambitions and desires have no bottom line and cannot be filled. This kind of promise does not make much sense, let alone Druchi. And these Druchi follow him

I also received various favors more or less, and there was no need for him to talk nonsense.

The Druchi were stunned for a moment after hearing what Darkus said. They did not look around or whisper to each other, but they all knelt down and lay down in the long corridor without hesitation.

"Perhaps anyone wants to ask Nagalia? She can't run away. Her fate has been determined. Everyone, please get up." Darkus said uncertainly, touching his chin.

"Flanais, please do your best. In the name of I am Edreze, the chosen one of the Lord of Blades, go and get all the prisoners of war from the Nagol. Ren, you can go too and resettle those prisoners of war first."

, and then count them up to see if there are any who don’t have eyesight." When Darkus said this, he looked at Selire, who was his uncle.

Selire nodded to Darkus. He understood what Darkus meant. Naturally, the two brothers of the Takaia family did not need to say more. Soon the three Druchi turned around and took some followers with them.

Got up.

Time waits for no one. It is almost noon now. By the afternoon, those prisoners may have been sold into slavery or sacrificed to Kane. Although the dignitaries and soldiers on the Nagor became

Victims of the conspiracy, they still have some use value after fighting all year round, but Darkus is not that stupid. He will not be kind enough to put them back on the Nagor. Even if he does, they will have to be released in a different way.

The form and money are still there, but the power is definitely gone.

"Dorian, tell your father that you can move." Darkus looked at Dorian and said, he thought for a moment and then added, "You are also responsible for settling the prisoners of war. By the way, you and Ren

Record the entire process of this battle, just like when we were in Naggarond, the content should be detailed and the angles should be comprehensive."

Next, Darkus gave another order, which was to ask Cowell to lead a team to count the number of technicians and slaves belonging to Draka Night Supervisor's workshop and classify them into categories. The sorceresses were to assess the entire Hagrid...

After Grave was destroyed, he found that he was now becoming more and more capable of summoning people. He was able to master the skills without a teacher, and his talents were fully maximized.

At noon, Darkus, Maranur, Drusala, and Night Governor Draka, who was fully armed and didn't look like he was going to eat, sat together and had a meal. They talked about what might happen next.

, and listen to Draka's opinion.

As for Draka's children, who had been sent out of Hagrid Grave by him long ago, he had been worried about what Darkus would do to him. Although Darkus had promised him, this kind of thing, especially

It is for the Druchi race.

This storm, which is mixed with various elements, shows no signs of stopping so far. Instead, it has begun to turn towards the next path point, and has a tendency to become more and more intense.

Like the son of the storm, Darkus has been wandering in the center of the storm. As we all know, the center of the storm is the calmest, and many things and things must be carried out under his influence and control. But he has never affected it from beginning to end, or

He said that he no longer needs to be a pawn in the Drukhi society. He has jumped out of that scope. Now he needs to make a move, and countless lives will be lost. This is better than being chopped with a knife during a trial.

It's faster, but it's also more cruel.

In the afternoon, the Darkus brothers stayed in the room, watching Hagrid Graves chatting with each other after being tortured all night.

"What will happen to Burroughs Burrough in the end?" Maranur suddenly asked.

"The powerful man who escaped last night will question him and betray him when he returns to the Nagor. The powerful man will blame his stupid son's fault on him. He will ride a black dragon to an inaccessible place after being betrayed by everyone?

Or draw your sword and kill yourself like a hero?" Darkus was thinking about other things, and he responded to Maranur one after another.

"Hero? Draw your sword and kill yourself?" Maranur muttered, then laughed, and said after a while, "I don't think Burroughs is a so-called hero. He drew his sword and killed himself! My brother, we have

The most imaginative bard among the cousins ​​of Sur could not have imagined such an interesting story, and it is difficult for me to imagine Burroughs drawing his sword and killing himself."

Darkus had a smile on his face and shrugged to express his approval of Maranur's words. Burroughs's end was doomed. Although the relationship between Maranur and Forlan was very friendly, the relationship between Newkel and Burroughs was

The relationship is equally friendly, but they are useless in the face of interests. The Krakarond army, who is waiting for help, has already made preparations, and the news has been conveyed. He does not need to worry about the rest. Annasara and her son will take care of it.

Everything was fine, he just had to wait for the result.

"Are we going to stay in Hagrid Grave next?" After a while, Maranur suddenly asked again.

"Probably? But I have to go back to Krakalund a few times, and it's not far anyway."

"Looking at the boat?"

"Yes, when the time comes, you come with me to the mainland of Lustria, and I will give you two skink waiters to follow you and fan you. It will definitely be a show-stopper!"

"You can't get through this big fan, right?"

Darkus didn't say anything, but laughed. He planned to go back and forth between Naggarond, Hagrid Grave and Krakarond. In his opinion, he only needed these three places to operate.

Good is enough.

It would be nice if Calonde Carr stayed that way.

Forget about Grond for now. Except for the social reform of sorceresses, there is no room for manipulation. Moreover, Darkus and Morathi have nothing to say. Although he and Morathi are nothing, Malekith may

When he doesn't know, the open-minded Malekith may still tease him. But he doesn't know how to play with fire. He can't even restrain his desires in this world. So the war hammer that is just a hammer should fall into the embrace of Chaos as soon as possible and be crowned the Eternal God.

The world is gone.

Although Darkus is currently a royalist, and so is Morathi, it does not prevent them from dealing with each other. Morathi sent Drusala to him with no good intentions, to monitor, inform, and serve as a thorn in the side.

, there are too many bad tricks like blowing pillow wind to affect his judgment.

What Morathi didn't expect was that things didn't go as she expected. The unreliable elves and gods suddenly became reliable and pulled the ill-fated Drusala back from the edge of the cliff.

, although these elven gods were a large part of the reason why Drusala was pushed to the edge.

Maybe Morathi should take a closer look at Darkus? Or look at the reliability of the unreliable elven gods? If that doesn't work, you can ask Lilith for advice on the whole prophecy or something?

"What's this? Losing your troops after losing your wife? Or just sugar-coating the cannonball and fighting back? The question is, what am I doing?" Darkus suddenly muttered inexplicably.

Maranur turned his head and looked at Darkus. He could not understand his brother more and more now, or had he never understood him before? Ever since he came back from that trial, everything seemed to have changed.

"My brother, are you thinking of someone else to be Hagrid Grave's Valahar?" Maranur sat upright and stared at Darkus with a serious expression.

"Thank you for your kindness!" Darkus was a little surprised. This time Maranur didn't go around in circles or use metaphors. He was very direct and straightforward. Maybe it was because Maranur thought this matter was very serious, and he thought about it for a long time.

While organizing the language, he was thinking about how to say that sentence in Elvish.

"Is the favor better?" Maranur nodded, repeated the word in a low voice, and kept thinking.

"Grace comes from the best! Yes! Gratitude comes from the best. This is such a good word." After tasting it for a while, Maranur exhaled and said slowly.

"Don't worry, my brother, I am sensible, but..." Darkus said while looking at the broken scene of Hagrid Grave through the window. He paused, thought for a moment and then continued, "But

You still have to remind me that I am worried that I will become inflated or complacent, which is not a good sign."

"As long as you don't bother me, respected Hand of the Witch King, my Druchi Chief Consul. You must know that we are family! If it doesn't work, we will go to Kurish and chop up that bloody Naga Queen.

!" Maranur was stunned for a moment, and then began to tease Darkus.

Darkus smiled and punched Maranur. One of the reasons for killing Isvar was because he was the leader of the Slaanesh sect, and the other was a bait for the powerful people of Hagrid Grave. He was not a ginger either.

Grandpa, how can you fish without bait? Each of these powerful men is better than the last. Only by letting power lose their eyes will they become like fools and let Darkus manipulate them as he pleases.

And this is just like extending a favor order, it is a conspiracy! Even if the powerful people know it, they have no choice. They must do it. When the dust of Valahar settles, everything will become different.

Allies have become enemies, enemies have become allies, relatives and married families have turned into dust, and Hagrid Grave's politics will usher in a new situation.

And weakening the power of Hagrid Grave's powerful people is exactly what Malekith wants to see. Besides, there are indeed signs of evil. That is, this special system of Druchi society may be turned into something beautiful.

The kind of military-industrial complex that exists in the country. This phenomenon is also what Darkus does not want to see. It is contrary to his interests. He wants to cut down, eliminate and dismantle these powerful people to form countless small complexes. Then

It is controllable and has no signs of trouble.

Darkus is the Hand of the Witch King, but he is also a child of the Hell Calamity family. He represents the interests of the powerful people of Krakarond. To put it bluntly, it is food and ships, and then he holds weapons and steel in his hands?

He might as well take religion into his own hands. This is a bit too much. Although Malekith can tolerate him, he will not do it because in his view this is politics and proportion is the most important, and he will not go beyond it.

It is Malekith's business to decide who will be Valahar.

"Bloody politics."

Thinking about religion, Darkus then thought about the Kaien Dimensional Sword and Malus.

"Oh, it's always so unsatisfactory." Darkus complained.

Just like Walt's magical leaf hammer, one of Walt's brothers serving in the army was murdered by Maranur under Cowell's planning, and the other was hacked to death by Lane during the battle.

Well, as for the rest, you have to ask about the magical leaf hammer. Mangil's death was also related to this leaf hammer.

When Darkus was about to go to Athel Loren, he asked Lord Dais to strengthen his "ordinary" leaf hammer. After all, he also used that hammer to kill Prince Nagaryth of Bascon.

.

"It doesn't seem to have a name yet, right? This shouldn't be called a Father-in-Chief or something like that, a proper purple outfit, a family heirloom." Darkus thought about it again. Of course, the Father-in-Chief or something like that is just a joke, and he doesn't know how to do it.

Yue Zu took over the task of uncovering Walter's scar, just as if he hadn't done it in the first place.

Although Walter has never revealed anything, Darkus knows that this incident has always been an unspeakable scar in Walter's heart, haunting Walter like a nightmare, but it is nothing to do with his feet.

Influenced by Walter's fighting and marriage with other powerful families. Walter does not behave like a traditional Druch, which may be related to the family he was born in, parents, age, experience and the influence of Darkus and his followers.

After all, not everyone has a bullshit prophet mother like Malus, and which Druchi believes in the ancient saints?

"My brother, help Walter find a marriage partner, someone who is relatively reliable, you know." Darkus suddenly said after thinking about this.

"No problem, leave this matter to me. What are you going to ask Walter to do next?"

"The City of Hope, the night governor of Asriel! That position suits him." Darkus said decisively.

"Asriel? City of Despair? What a good name!" Maranur thought for a moment, nodded and said.

Darkus laughed dryly, and he began to think about the unsatisfactory situation again. Malus had five brothers and sisters in total, two of them had been killed by Malus, and Ulay and Nagalia were left.

, Ulay is about to meet his fate in Hal Gansi, and Nagalia's fate is in the north.

Unfortunately, Malus's mother Eldir and second brother Isvar were killed by Darkus, perhaps because of the waxing and waning of the moon.

Hal Gancy's Religious Rebellion. Darkus is not going to participate in it. The place is too dangerous for him. Helliben's crazy woman and Kane assassin are no laughing matter. Helliben

They don't care about family relationships, this is the existence of matricide. Kane's little bastard didn't like him and sent an oracle or something, so he had to leave him there without being able to escape.

Moreover, there is no good solution to the problem of religion for the time being. Darkus is not confident that he can solve Druch's religious problem by going to Hal Gancy. He is not that crazy yet.

He is so hopeless. He will not give any beauty-preserving skills to Heliben. If he had to give it to Heliben, Heliben's aunt Annasara would have given it to him long ago. Does he need it? Besides, what's the benefit of giving it to Heliben?

Ben becomes sane? Breaks free from religious madness? Isn't this nonsense?

Thinking about this, Darkus couldn't help but laugh. It's better to leave the Kane Dimensional Sword and Ulay to Malus. Maybe the next time he and Malus meet will be in the north?

Who knows? Maybe Darkus has already gone to the Lustria continent by that time.

"Excuse me, the blacksmith who fell from the sky is awake." Drusala knocked on the door, pushed the door open and said slowly.

"Let's go and take a look." Darkus suddenly became interested.

(End of chapter)