Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 223 73 I am

Author: The Fish Daxian who can’t swim

Chapter 223 73. I am

"The shortage of slaves is still very large." After finishing speaking, Newkel sighed, and then said with some complaints, "The price of slaves in Nagaroth during this period is not generally inflated, and the Malevolent Temple will bring it after it comes back.

The slaves haven’t disembarked yet.”

Darkus grinned and laughed dryly. He knew that Newkel was just complaining and had no intention of holding him accountable.

Soon, Anasara, who was sitting next to Newkel, turned her head and glared at him.

"This is an inevitable situation. We can only start with mechanical equipment and save precious slave resources, let the sorceresses of the Tower of Destruction participate, and let high-end and necessary equipment replace the huge manpower." Darkus said.

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"Tomorrow morning, I will take you to visit the shipyard. The newly developed ships based on your requirements are currently being tested." Nucker nodded.

"I plan to hold a small meeting in Nagarund in the near future. At that time, the night governors of several cities will go over and finalize the shares." Darkus considered it for a moment and then said, "I

We are going to name the emerging city the City of Hope, Asriel. As for the lizardmen's harbor city, it is still called the Sunken City, Chapeiuto. Perhaps it can be called the Floating City in the future, which would be more appropriate.

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"Do you have any candidates for Night Governor and Valahar? And do those lizardmen really agree with you to build a city there?" Annasara nodded. She didn't care what names Darkos gave those cities, even if they were

There are memes and other meanings in the name.

"My dear family, while I am the Chief Consul of Druch, I am also the Umac of the Lizardmen!" Darkus stood up, walked around, then turned around and spread his hands.

He officially announced to the members of the Hell Calamity Family.

The family members present looked at Darkus with burning eyes. They now had an unprecedented sense of anticipation. They were looking forward to Darkus' next words. They seemed to have seen the beginning of a new era.

"The story begins a long time ago. The Ancient Saints came to this world from the other side of the stars in the primitive era, and transformed the world through their will, until the Great Invasion. During the Great Invasion, the Chaos Demons were not only in Osu

An was raging, and the entire world was affected, especially the continent of Lustria and the southern land of the old world. Those ancient saints disappeared from this world for some reason, and those great Slann magic priests were left behind by them.

I am your agent, and I am not modest in saying that I can use the will of the Old Saint to guide those Slann Demon Priests to carry out big plans! And I have close friendships with many leaders of the Slann Demon Priests who are in charge of the continent of Lustria.

"Dakus spread his hands and said slowly.

"Since those ancient saints have disappeared, how do you convey the will of the ancient saints? And you are still an elf!" Colonia asked with some confusion.

"My sister, this is a good question. Umac is just a noble title, because I am the incarnation of the ancient saint!" Darkus stood there and said forcefully. He knew that he was not, but this

This does not prevent him from calling a deer a horse. He drew some strange inspiration from the story of Malekith, the chosen one of Kane.

The family members present did not utter any exclamations, but looked at Darkus with some surprise and uncertainty, the son who most of them had watched grow up and achieve such achievements.

The same was true for Drusala. She looked at Darkus with some strangeness. She found that after getting along with him for such a long time, she still didn't understand the mystery of Darkus.

Only Genevieve, who was sitting next to Drusala, was looking at Darkus endlessly. She knew what Darkus was doing at the moment. According to what Darkus had told her, he was just pretending.

Der, she has seen him too many times. She was obsessed with and admired him at first. As for now, she is still obsessed with and admired him. She likes Darkus' feeling of being without shame and shamelessness.

Darkus spread his hands again to indicate something. Annasara understood what he meant. She smirked and clapped her hands together, giving out perfunctory applause. Soon the family members also reacted, and the parliament

There were bursts of applause in the hall, and Maranur also let out bursts of whistles.

Drusala, who attended the meeting of the Hell Calamity Family for the first time, also clapped. She was a little surprised and envious. She could now understand why the members of the Hell Calamity Family were like this. In this kind of slightly harmonious and interesting

In such a family atmosphere, it was strange that Druchi could have such bitterness and hatred. She even felt that the members of the Hell Calamity family were not Druchi, but more like Nagaris' cousins.

The smart Drusala quickly vaguely thought of why His Majesty the Witch King has always favored the Hellscourge family in the past five thousand years. This is not just a simple matter that Krakaronde needs the Hellscourge family to maintain stability.

Nor was it the blessing of the ancestors of Alandrian and Kedelon. Her thoughts were soon interrupted by Darkus' next words.

"At the same time, this also represents more responsibilities. The sunken city of Chapeiuto needs to be raised from the sea, and the spiritual network there needs to be maintained, because the spiritual nodes there are connected to the Southland of the old world, Maz

Lord Damudi needs to contact the Slann in the Southland. In addition to me, there is also a strange ancient saint who also exists in this world. The great Skink God Sotek needs a sacrifice to complete the true transformation.

, and in addition, there are many things that require me to use the power of Druchi society to assist." Darkus spread his hands and made a few false sounds. He was not playing some strongman politics to see who was first.

The applause stopped for the first time, and then he spoke loudly and forcefully.

(Although Sotek's incarnation is a snake, he is the god of skinks, not the god of snakes. Snakes eat rats, and snakes are just a manifestation.)

"I will act in accordance with the family's will and dedicate everything I have to the family, but my nephew, what are our benefits?" Ernst asked with some confusion.

"Benefits? There are many benefits. Now is not the time to reveal them." Darkus stretched out his index finger and shook it at Ernst and said, and then he said with a mysterious smile, "But I can reveal one to you first.

It's very important. As a trainee admiral, aren't you curious about where your black ark comes from? And have you ever seen Sovereign's problem bother me? There is countless gold there that can support our cause.

, the gold mines in Grond are nothing compared to the continent of Lustria."

Ernst nodded suddenly, with a look of anticipation and excitement on his face. For Druch, whose career is at sea, who wouldn't want to be the admiral of the Black Ark? Even if the Black Ark is only two kilometers as big as a palm.

"After talking about it for a while, the problem now still lies in the slave aspect." Nukel turned his head and looked at his mother anxiously and said. Darkus had returned from the Lustria continent a long time ago.

It was revealed to him that he had also made a lot of plans and arrangements, but at this time he found that it was not enough, far from enough. Darkus's appetite and ambition were too great, and his identity had also changed. This was no longer just

It's just the business of the Hell Calamity family.

"Adjust the policy towards slaves. Slaves should become valuable resources, not just consumables that can be squandered at will. Start moving your city guards tomorrow. Krakarond needs to become comparable to Hal Gancy.

It's a city with good security. As for the machinery and equipment, I will take the sorceress group out to solve these problems." Anasara said decisively.

Anasara knew that Darkus was not only a child of the family, but also represented the will of His Majesty the Witch King. All she had to do was to support him unconditionally. She also knew that supporting Darkus was supporting herself, which was exactly what she had expected.

Just like that, she saw the hope of returning to Nagaryth in Dax, the land that haunted her. This alone was enough for her to put everything aside, Stud!

"Let those powerful people know that in Krakalond, the Hellscourge Family has the final say! Unstoppable and irresistible, the will of His Majesty the Witch King and the Witch King's Hand is the will of the Hellscourge Family! Nagas

Ross doesn't need weak people! Krakalund doesn't need weak people! Druchi and his family who go against our will will only die!" Anasara saw the worry in Newkel's eyes, she said decisively, and then glanced around

With the family members present, Drusala and Genevieve.

Everyone caught by Anna Sara's gaze stood up from their chairs. They either saluted or hammered their chests with solemn expressions, declaring their loyalty to the respected mother of the clan.

determination.

Only Darkus frowned and leaned on the back of the chair. He knew the worries of Young Master Newkel. Hal Gancy did this to suppress the killing desire in Druch's heart and to accumulate the killing desire for a year.

It will bloom at the midnight of death. What Krakarond does is a pure high-pressure policy. This is more uncomfortable for Druch than death. It is estimated that many powerful people will not be able to stand this. When the time comes,

Maybe there will be some troubles and they will grow like leeks. Let's see if the Hell Calamity Family's butcher knife is sharp or not.

But this has nothing to do with Darkus. Now he no longer needs any tests and trials, let alone a butcher knife. He has changed from a butcher knife to a politician who wields a butcher knife. He doesn't need to worry about these things, Clara

Karonde is his base, and he believes that the family will handle these matters well and become the backing he relies on.

When the time comes, the Hell Calamity Family will definitely provide benefits to those powerful people, such as rights, land and wealth, and help those powerful people to train sorceresses who belong to their family. Just give them some first, and then use the butcher's knife to ask for them.

"According to my reports on visits to the low-level Druchi over the years, I know that they need a dream, and this dream is practical, not like the twin moons in the sky, which can be seen but cannot be touched. Become an animal trainer

, Sorceresses are a good way to rise up the social level. If you don’t have talent, you can become a soldier, sailor, pirate, or technician. There is always one that suits them. It is better than being a gangster, prostitute, or mercenary. Carlion is the best.

A good example, isn't it?" Darkus glanced at Kalien when he said that, and then looked at Yeager, the high-level animal trainer in charge of the family's animal training. He knew that Kalien became an animal tamer.

He was a street kid before and was discovered by Yeager like a talent scout.

"In a word, as long as they are kept busy, they will not engage in those things that are available or not, and there must be definite benefits in the process." Darkus spread his hands and said, but he did not say anything more explicit.

Such as measures to tire the people. He needs to increase the "happiness value" of Druchi, so that every Druchi's face can bloom with a smile from the heart.

A utopia! A truly harmonious world! Of course, this is limited to bullshit and obscenity.

After talking about other things for a while, the family meeting that lasted until midnight ended. Annasara left the sorceresses and Genevieve behind, as if she wanted to say something else.

Darkus left the council chamber, and Maranur who came out with him did not say anything, but nodded to each other. After bidding farewell to other family members, he returned to the place where he lived in Night Governor Castle,

It's still the same old place, and it hasn't been upgraded with his status. In his opinion, the place where he lives is pretty good. He can turn around and have hot water. Of course, he still takes out his weapon and checks it as usual. As his status and status change,

Ascendant, he needs to be more careful in his behavior now.

"The horse's hoofs are so happy in the spring breeze that it turns the corner and stumbles, it rhymes so much!" Dacus muttered and sat on the sofa. After taking a bath, he picked up the Arabi magic lamp on the bedside table and started playing with it. He didn't believe in evil and tried harder.

He wiped it a few times, and wiped the lamp cover and lamp spout again and again, but the miracle did not happen. It seemed to be just a decoration, and there was no medieval version of the djinn inside.

"Are you familiar with this place?" Drusala followed Genevieve in the corridor and looked at Genevieve who was very familiar with this place strangely, and suddenly she asked.

"Yes, very familiar. Although I have the appearance of a short-lived ghost, the Druchi of the entire Night Governor's Castle are very friendly to me, just like the mother of the Annasara clan." Genevieve did not stop, nor did she

He turned around and talked as he walked, his words hidden with a hint of wit and self-deprecation. After he finished speaking, he gave a friendly nod to the Kessler family law enforcement champion who was standing in the corner.

Kessler also nodded friendly to Genevieve, but then didn't say anything. He continued to stand in the corner, as if waiting for something.

"Short-lived ghost? You are not a short-lived ghost. I feel like you seem to have lived longer than me." Drusala said in a friendly tone.

"I think it is best not to discuss the topic of age between two women who have lived a long time. It does not seem to be a pleasant topic." Genevieve stopped and turned around. She was always sixteen years old.

With a playful smile on the doll's face, it imitated Darkus' usual movements of shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands.

Drusala was not angry, but laughed. She seemed to agree with Genevieve's statement. She had a tragic life experience and served Morathi since she was a child, which made her very good at dealing with people. Otherwise, she would not be alive today.

She knew that the "short-lived ghost" in front of her was not something she could afford to offend. Her current status was very strange, and she could feel Darkos' fear and caution towards her.

Although Darkus has been hiding it very well, Drusala is keenly aware that Darkus is wary of every Druch around him. He is only a little bit less effective at dealing with family members, but there are...

Darkus showed obvious trust in Genevieve, and Darkus had vaguely reminded her more than once not to have any ideas about Genevieve.

You must know that Druchi women have a very high status. Men have to declare their strength and cannot mess around, but women are not within this scope. Instead, sometimes they have to do something to promote their charm. In short, it is a bit messy.

Malus's dead eldest brother Brugliel and fourth sister Jasmir are traditional and stereotyped examples.

Of course, this is just a typical example, there are hundreds of different types, and not every Druch is like this.

Drusara knew that she should do her duty honestly and not do anything that was not good or bad. She had already come out of her misery and should not jump back again. When Mother Annasara was encouraging her just now, she also brought

There was a vague warning, and she knew that it would not only be Anasara, but the Witch King might be able to kill her, not to mention the pair of sister gods. As the chosen one of the two gods, she had to be more careful in her actions.

Cautious, she knew why she was chosen by the gods.

"Actually, I've always been curious, are you used to staying in Naggaroth?" Drusala asked, changing the subject.

"I was born in the Principality of Palaon in Bretonnia. Ever since my family died in the war and my former sisters died of old age, there is no one in this world that I can cherish. After that, I have been to many places in the world. In my opinion,

Every place is the same. What is worthy of attachment is the people around you. Of course, he once persuaded me before returning to Naggaroth from the Lustria continent. He did not suggest that I come here, but should go back to the old world." Genevieve

Fu leaned on the fence on the third floor and looked at the hall below and said sadly.

"Who did you learn your martial arts skills from? It seems to me that your martial arts skills are very strange." Drusala was also leaning on the fence. It was the first time she knew about these things, and she asked curiously.

"In Cathay, I spent a long time in Cathay, where I was engaged in maritime trade, and occasionally had to deal with you Druch. You know, the blue sea is not always peaceful, and there is a black ark stranded on the coast.

There. I met a strange master there. He taught me martial arts, but most importantly, he taught me how to restrain the blood lust in my heart. You should know that I am a vampire, although I did not do it willingly."

"It's strange. According to me, vampires in the old world usually control the wind of magic, such as turning into a bat or something. But I haven't seen it in you. Otherwise, we can still communicate."

"After becoming a vampire, you will be immortal. In my opinion, this is not good. It is not like your immortal elves. This is pain and curse. By his side, I can reduce this pain. I feel that I am still alive.

If he is used to being in Naggaroth, I will be used to being treated as well. If I could turn into a bat, maybe I wouldn't be caught, and then I wouldn't be able to meet him."

"I can understand the pain, as a druch, why not?" Drusala lamented, and she continued, "It's time for us to go back, it's getting late, and he still has a lot of things to deal with tomorrow.

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"Although I can't control the wind of magic, I have seen your martial arts. We can communicate when we have time. Next, he will return to the continent of Lustria. If you are interested, I can tell you about it.

Telling the story of his adventures in the Lustria continent is absolutely wonderful in my opinion. After all, we exiled a Chaos Demon! We have seen many strange beings." Genevieve nodded and floated up from the fence.

Then he looked at Drusala and said.

Genevieve knew that there were some things that she could not change. After all, Darkus was a druch and not an elf vampire. She would not be so selfish as to let Darkus become a vampire and stay with him forever.

Embrace this pain. In her opinion, it's good now. She doesn't want Darkus to be confused by the problems between her and Drusala. She knows Darkus's ambitions and dreams best, and even many of them.

It was earlier, much earlier than what Darkus said in the council chamber just now.

"Okay! Let's get to know each other again. My name is Drusala, a Druchi sorceress. At least until his dream comes true, he is a Druchi." Drusala said friendly.

"I am a non-magical vampire from the Principality of Palaon in Bretonnia." Genevieve smiled mysteriously after speaking, and then said, "My name is Genevieve Sandrine Porti Lake.

Tidoni."

When Drusala and Genevieve came back, Darkus was already half asleep on the sofa.

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The next day, Darkos and Young Master Newkel, surrounded by a large group of dignitaries, retainers and sorceresses, arrived at the Krakalund Shipyard. There must be a dry dock in the shipyard, if not, then there is a dry dock.

Just kidding, as for the hydraulic crane, there is no such thing, let alone the gantry crane.

At the same time, Neukel, who had not slept all night, convened two more emergency meetings at midnight. Afterwards, many city guard officers were executed without seeing the dawn sun. The purged city guards began to move, and some field troops

Officers and troops were either leaders, supplements, or substitutes.

Recruitment notices began to be posted all over the city, and animal trainers and sorceresses began to be recruited from the lower class Druch families.

Loxia, who was also rejected and was so angry that she didn't sleep all night, was watching the lively scene in the shipyard in the distance from the heights of the Tower of Divine Bless the Evil Party. The soldiers of the Black Ark had already started to prepare for the Witch King today.

In preparation for the possible arrival of the Hand, patrols and inspection sequences were constantly arranged to check for possible blind spots and hidden dangers. Slaves on the decks, corridors and external buildings were constantly wiped by whips.

Although Loxia was angry, he couldn't figure out the path of the Witch King's hand. He didn't know what would happen in today's meeting. Apart from the Dark Council, His Majesty the Witch King had never summoned him alone. No matter how strong he and his family were,

The power is only limited to Kalonde Karl, and he is not outrageous enough to think that he is better than the Bale family that rules the Nagor. Now the Bale family has died, and the Nagor is parked next to his black ark.

Under maintenance.

"The person who came here is not a good person."

There is no need to think of these legends and heroes as strong. Like Malus, this is a symbol and a symbol. Loxia represents the Black Ark system, Larkas represents the Tamer system, and Coran is the Black Guard.

(End of chapter)