Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 11 11 Bullshit

Author: The Fish Daxian who can’t swim

Chapter 11 11. Bullshit

Joniva nodded with satisfaction at Darkus' answer, because this was the most respectful and humble surrender he had ever seen so far.

"Well said, Baldek Black Blade of the Thousand Devours family. I accept your surrender. You will be treated fairly before you are handed over to our Duke Herpanse de Lyonis."

Darkus then said politely: "I wonder if you can give me one last favor? The moment I prepared dinner, you captured us. Can you give me a chance to have the last meal? If you

I would be very honored if you are willing to join.”

Joniva and Bassetine looked at each other, and Bassetine said: "Why not?" Joniva said enthusiastically: "I'm a little hungry too." He handed the lance to the attendant, turned over, dismounted, and took the rifle.

The noble curved sword of Cuus.

Bassetine also turned over and dismounted, looked at Darkus, and imitated his father's intimidating tone and said: "Be careful, Druch. If you make any abnormal move, you and your subordinates will be punished with the most painful death."

"Walking alone, do you tell Druchi about the most painful death?" After thinking about it, Darkus said with a smile: "I assure you, my lord, the food is cooked by me myself. It is neither poisonous nor harmful.

I won’t give any medicine. I swear to Loyk, the God of Faithfulness, that you will eat your fill and leave the tent unscathed.” He made an elegant noble salute.

The interior of the tent was made of silk intertwined with druzi-style patterns, and the tent was illuminated by candlelights from the ceiling. A small feast was placed on a beautiful long table, and the tent was filled with fragrance.

Two Druchi nobles and two Bretonnian nobles sat opposite each other enjoying a feast.

Joniva held the wine glass and curiously asked Darkus: "You said you are from the Thousand Bites family, then why are you called Black Blade? Shouldn't you be called Thousand Bites?"

Darkus smiled, poured the wine into the glass and said, "This is my life experience. This story is too long to tell. Are you willing to listen to this story?"

Joniva said in a curious tone: "Tell me."

Joniva and Basset remained vigilant and alert to any unusual changes. But stories were the best pastime at the tables of the Bretonnian nobles.

Darkus took an elegant sip of wine and said, "This is a very cliché thing." Then he cut off a piece of barbecue on the plate. He continued in a heavy tone: "A long time ago, chaos spewed out from the cracks.

It swept the world. We followed the footsteps of the first Phoenix King Aenarion, expelled Chaos, closed the Chaos Rift, and saved the world. After that, our legitimate Phoenix King Malekith was not recognized, and the civil war began.

Father of the same family

The brothers drew swords at each other, and the mother chased the child with a sword in the street, and the child stabbed the mother with a spear. After a long battle, countless cities and villages were destroyed, and our homeland, the Kingdom of Nagaryth, was torn apart.

The people of the Phoenix King were exiled. My family came to Naggaroth in a black ark. The name Naggaroth is in memory of our former home, Naggaroth. The black ark washed up on the shores of the Chilling Sea and ran aground. The family was there.

Settling down, taking root and sprouting.”

Franais next to him was eating the steak in front of him calmly, and he understood Bretonnian.

"Barceldin, this bull is unparalleled, you must try it." Joniva interrupted Dacus's story and pushed the steak to Barcelin.

Dakius raised his eyebrows and said, "Thank you for recognition of my cooking skills, you can taste this snail, I do it according to the practice of Basenia."

Barceldin said, "Please continue. I am interested in your story." I am very interested in your story. "

Dakius continued his narrative: "The war continued several generations, and countless split families fought countless times for the Phoenix King and Puppet King. The war came and went.

Forgotten. During a battle, my father met my mother. When I was still in the Kingdom of Nagaris, my mother's manor was next to the Qianshu family manor.

Captured, gave birth to me. "

Vlanes was holding a wine glass to drink Portuguese wine, and he heard that Dakuz was so outrageous that it was a bit unable to collapse. I almost poured the wine into the lungs. Feeling the strange eyes, Flanis put it.

After the wine glass put it down and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, I have a serious injury to the first heal."

Dakius looked at Vlanes and continued to speak in a sad tone: "My mother died shortly after giving birth to me. I was crowded out by the family since I was a child.

Once, my brother stuffed me into the barrel with a poisonous stone viper. I pinched its head with my hands, so I and the poisonous snake stayed overnight. Once, I said it was with it.

I went to hunt, I couldn't sleep all night, I thought they finally accepted me, the result. "

Talking about Dak Us suddenly pause, looked up at the candle on the ceiling, the candlelight was on Dakius's face, and tears rotated in the eyes.

"I am that prey. My brothers kept chasing me. I can only run desperately and running constantly. They deliberately shot the arrows beside me, laughing, abused me, humiliating me.

I want to face them calmly and fight with them, but I really can't get my courage, I am a waste, I hate it so much. "

Dakius picked up the wine glass and drank the Portuguese wine in the cup, adjusted his emotions, and then said, "I am sixteen this year, the tradition of the Trump society.

Try to practice, the captain threw me on the shore and opened the boat away. I couldn't go back anymore, and I didn't have to go back. "

The vulnerabilities of the calves are full of vulnerabilities, but someone can't stand it.

Barcelona sighed, shook his head and said, "illegitimate child, alas."

Dakius went on to say, "I have a brother named Lakas."

Joniva raised his head and asked: "Barnonia in 1999666, Trucch invaded Brethne, Duke of Columbin died. The leader was Lakas, he was your brother?"

Dak Us nodded and said, "Yes, it's him."

Joniva and Barceldin looked at each other, and the eyes of both sides were surprised, and then disappointed.

Joniva sighed and said: "The Duke of the Duke of Columbin is a must."

Dakius closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the tide outside, seemed to roll the thunder, the tide was getting closer and closer, as if the troops rushed into the mighty.

"Feel sorry."

(This chapter is finished)