Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

270. Chapter 252 102 Merciful Dacus

Author: The fish immortal who can’t swim

Chapter 252 102. Merciful Dacus

The military parade was held very simply, but it was full of a cold and cruel atmosphere. Under the leaden sky of Naggaroth, a huge black team lined up neatly.

The cold eyes of the Druchi soldiers seemed to penetrate their souls. Most of them were wearing lightweight black steel armor, and various weapons flashed with cold light. There were no cheers, no cheers, no applause, only Druchi soldiers.

The pervasive silence and fear and the shrill roar of the giant beast. Every step forward carries a majestic and heavy aura, as if stepping from hell to the world.

Dacus wanted to return to his army before, but he was pulled over by Malekith. After refusing in every possible way, he had no choice but to stand on the terrace high in Malekith's black tower.

Behind Si, he reviewed the Drukki troops. Without Morathi, they were the only ones on the terrace. Morathi may have chosen to stay in Gorund and did not come to Nagarond because she was angry.

At that moment, Darkus truly experienced the beauty and joy of power.

After the military parade ended, the dignitaries, armies, sects, mercenaries and pirates from various cities returned home one after another. The port of Nagarond was almost completed. The finishing work came next, and a person was still in charge of it.

The Dreadlord of Naggarond is responsible.

Darkus and Malekith met with Ms. Vienna, the fear lord of Attorak's stronghold, in the throne room. This was the fourth time he had seen Ms. Vienna. At this time, Ms. Vienna looked embarrassed.

The once exquisite armor on his body now became tattered. He walked over and handed Ms. Vienne a glass of wine.

Ms. Vienna, who was kneeling there, tremblingly took the wine glass handed to her by Darkus. Taking advantage of the gap that Malekith could not see, her eyes conveyed a look of help to Darkus.

"Do you know what I admire most about you?" Darkus knelt down and held Ms. Vienna's hand.

Ms. Vienna looked at Darkus with some surprise, and shook her head after a moment. She didn't know, but she was sure it wasn't beauty!

There is no female Druchi in the entire Nagaros who can match the beauty of Drusala, not even Malus's sister Yasmeer when she was alive. Of course, Drusala is still not as beautiful as Morathi.

Little by little.

"Decent!" Darkus smiled and patted Ms. Vienna on the shoulder. After speaking, he stood up and looked at Malekith, who was sitting on the throne without saying a word.

"I'm interested in your story now." Malekith asked after Ms. Vienne drank her drink.

The story is still very old-fashioned. Faced with a sudden large-scale invasion, Ms. Vienna struggled to organize resistance and sent out communication dark riders, but she was ultimately defeated in the face of the huge wave of chaos. Atolak relied on the mountain to defend.

, built on a steep mountain cliff. After operating for a long time, she led the remaining troops to exit the stronghold through the dug tunnel, and then used the reserved materials to deal with the small number of follow-up troops of the Chaos Wave among the dangerous peaks and the ruins of the stronghold.

After the Battle of Grond, Ms. Vienna returned to Nagarond from the direction of Grond with the Druchi soldiers who were willing to follow her. Only a small number of soldiers chose to stay because they were afraid of the punishment of His Majesty the Witch King.

As a mountain elf in the dangerous peaks, the mountain elf camp they burned down before can still be used after cleaning it up, as long as there are no mountain elf there who were not there during the encirclement and suppression.

Malekith was silent for a long time after listening. Ms. Vienne's body no longer trembled, but she knelt there calmly, waiting for the final words.

Darkus was also very confused. Should a feudal official or a general who was responsible for defending the territory have to die because of losing territory in the war? This question was so profound that he didn't even want to think about it.

"Hand of the Witch King, what do you think should be done with her?" Malekith asked with great interest.

"In my opinion, the purpose of the northern stronghold is to resist small-scale invasions and warn of large-scale invasions. As the fear lord of the Attorak stronghold, she has done a good enough job. She has done what she can.

Everything." Darkus thought for a moment and set the tone for this matter.

"Since the Witch King's Hand has said so, you don't have to die this time. Your title of Fear Lord will be revoked. You can join the Witch King's Hand with the remaining soldiers and start from a centurion again.

Let's do it! You have to thank the Witch King for his kindness! I believe that you will become a fear lord again soon, and then I will preside over the canonization ceremony for you again." Malekith stood up from the throne.

, walked up to Ms. Vienne and made the final judgment.

"Thank you for His Majesty the Witch King's grace." Ms. Vienna, who was kneeling there, breathed a sigh of relief and then lay on the ground and said. It seems that she was right this time. The hand of the Witch King does have an extraordinary effect on His Majesty the Witch King.

The influence of the Witch King, the hand of the Witch King was indeed as "merciful" as the Druchis talked about privately! In short, His Majesty the Witch King forgave her, and as long as she was alive, everything was possible.

Malekith waved his hand, signaling Ms. Vienne to step back.

"You're right. Although she is not a strong person, she is indeed very decent!" After Ms. Vienne exited the throne room, Malekith said slowly. After a pause, he continued, "I feel that I

She has become a little weak, she would have died long ago!"

Darkus knew what Malekith meant. At this stage, Malekith was supported by hatred and pain. His arrival, like Ma Fei, eased Malekith's pain, and at the same time, it also made Ma Fei feel better.

Reikis became dependent.

This alone was enough to make her an enemy of Morathi. She didn't want or like to see such a person appear next to her son, but she didn't expect that Darkus would be so arrogant to her son.

At the same time, her conspiracy also failed.

The leader of the Eight Traitors of "Han Feizi" was raised by his father and brother in the same bed. Of course, without his father and brother, it did not play any role. On the contrary, it made Morath disgusted.

The chief maid was like floating in the water, making a few noises in the water, and then nothing happened. Drusala, who had a tragic fate before, got rid of the shackles of fate and no longer played with Morathi! Instead, Drusala looked like a

The determination is the same, and she opposes Morathi everywhere. This is the medieval world, there is no such proverb as losing the wife and losing the army, or Morathi has to jump on her feet and curse.

"Your Majesty, I don't feel it. On the contrary, I think you have become stronger! In my understanding, politics is an art of struggle and compromise. Struggle promotes change and competition, and compromise promotes cooperation and stability." Darkus

Said firmly.

From the perspective of Darkus, nothing is static. During the preparations for the coming of Ulthuan, not only will Druchi's military power be increased, but the ideological trend of Druchi society will also be appropriately transformed. And this

The important point is Malekith. After all, Druchi society is authoritarian, so what Malekith thinks is very important. Only after thinking about it will he act like this.

This is Druchi, it's Naggaroth, not some Chaos Wasteland, and it's not a Yankee. Druchi doesn't believe in Khorne, and Darkus has always advocated King's Landing in Ulthuan, and his slogan has always been King's Landing.

Ulthuan, what he wants is to unify the elves, a clan of elves that are powerful in all aspects, not to kill all the Asur in Ulthuan!

"Oh?" Malekith did not ask Dacus after he asked the question, nor did he fall into memories, but just thought quietly.

Before leaving, Darkus called Silses to the throne room in front of Malekith, and told Silses many things, such as the expansion of the mint, etc. Of course, these were not

important.

"None of this is important. The important thing is that there are no weaklings in Nagaros! You have to ensure your own safety. I don't want to see your tombstone when I come back." Darkus walked to Sirsis.

Said seriously in front of him.

"I know what to do!" Xiersis's pupils suddenly opened wide for a moment, and then he reacted and said loudly.

Sirsis knew what Darkus was referring to. He knew about the conflict between Darkus and Morathi. Although it had not been made public yet, the high-ranking dignitaries of Druchi were vaguely aware of it, and he was determined to

Those who side with Malekith and Darkus will definitely be affected. If Morathi can't get Darkus, she can't be in Mare.

Keith tried to kill him when he was away? He also vaguely understood why Darkus asked his son Dorian to serve as Ashriel's Valahar, because if he died, his death would be in vain.

He died on the battlefield, but died in a conspiracy, and Malekith couldn't do anything to Morathi because of his death.

I don't know if it was the effect of the witch lamp in the throne room or some other reason, but Darkus always felt that the seal of Syrsis standing in front of him was a little dark. He kept adjusting his angle to observe Syrsis suspiciously.

, made Hirsis hair straight.

"Forget it." Darkus sighed and shook his head. He took off the Ichi amulet that had been hanging around his neck and handed it to Xiersis. He repeated what Master Ma said to him and said it to Xiersis.

Ersis listened, "The Amulet of Ichi will protect you in critical moments. If necessary, it can activate the amulet to teleport to the temple city on the Lustria continent. When you get there, raise your hands high and shout my name."

Silsis held this strange-looking amulet in his hand and stared at it blankly.

"But I don't know whether the teleportation function will work on you, and I don't know the effect under the influence of magic. In short, you must be careful!" Before Sirsis could say anything, Darkus said again.

Dacus is not ill, and he does not have the heart of a Holy Mother. Mercy is just a part of his personality.

Although Dacus and Silses had some conflicts when they first met, in the end they settled their grudges and Silses made compromises and concessions. Afterwards, Dorian served as a retinue by his side, but instead

It strengthened the relationship between them. In his opinion, a collaborator who can understand his instructions and do things well is really important, especially in a place like Nagarond. Not only must he be capable

, you must have status and influence, and you must be able to command those fear lords.

To put it bluntly, although Malekith is in Naggarond, Malekith doesn't care about anything at all. It's fine when Darkus is in Naggarond, but when he's away, things have to be left to Sirsis.

Make arrangements, in his eyes Sirsis is the night governor of Nagarond. He likes Weiyu

Be prepared, count all the traps, and watch ten steps at a time. When he knew that Morathi was his enemy, he still pretended not to know, or didn't care, that was really stupid and out of his mind. In his opinion, the situation

The most dangerous one is Sirsis, the other night governors and Valahar are fine.

When Darkus comes back and sees Sirsis's tombstone, he will really turn into a clown and be slapped in the face. What will the entire Druchi high-ranking and powerful people think of him? Anyone who hangs out with him will be confused.

If he can't protect him, how will he arrange for these powerful people to do things in the future? How will Drukhi society change? Isn't it going back to the old ways? Moreover, he still wants to retain his benevolent personality.

(End of chapter)