Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 249 99. Really full of rain

Darkus opened his eyes and looked at Drusala, who was still sleeping soundly next to him. He felt that he had been attacked by thieves last night and had been shot in the kidneys by five beans! After a while, he didn't pinch Drusala's face but sat up directly.

Genevieve, who didn't need to sleep, had already prepared toiletries for Darkus. She sat next to the table and played with the Valonge amulet on the table.

"Take it and use it if you like it. This Valonge amulet is just right for you." Darkus lay on Genevieve's back, and whispered in Genevieve's ear.

Darkus still doesn't understand Zakhan's situation. Is Zakhan a big demon or a prince? Anyway, he is not a Chaos Warrior, and he showed up forcibly while being sealed in the mortal world and then was exiled. Whether he has returned to the Chaos Realm to report or is lurking in the mortal world again waiting for an opportunity, he has no way of knowing. He can't. Go and ask Qingbao Tianzun in person.

Fortunately, the magic items that sealed Zakhan did not lose their effectiveness due to Zakhan's banishment. Both Malekith and Annasara helped him use them, and they are still usable and there are no strange things attached to them. Up there, Zhakan will probably come to him if he has the opportunity in the future, right?

When he arrived in the Lustria continent, Darkus was going to ask Master Ma to help him take a look. As for the gem ring on Malus' hand, he did not dare to touch it and was buried with Malus. The gem ring once sealed Zarkhan's fate would later be intertwined with Malus's, so there was no need to move.

Genevieve did not refuse, nor did she say anything like it was too expensive, but placed her cold cheek against Darkus's and nodded. She understands Darkus's character too well, and Darkus is too "kind". In Darkus' eyes, these things are not important at all. He just gives them to whoever needs them.

On the other side, Colonia was riding a cold lizard and looking at the ancient city of Quintex in the distance. The same feeling as Darkus felt at that time, a feeling suddenly emerged in her heart, there was something there! And something very important to her.

"Is there something there? My lord, I was looking around here for a long time last time." Ren asked as he controlled the cold lizard to walk to Colonia.

"Yes! There is definitely something there! Let's go." Colonia nodded and said slowly.

Colonia did not choose to go there rashly. Her brother told her before setting off that she had to listen to Ren's instructions on everything on the way. She knew the priorities, and there was still a long way to go, and the family guards she brought out were also broken. Nearly half was lost. As soon as the team came out of the Venom Forest, they encountered a predatory manticore. It didn't take much effort to deal with the manticore. The main thing was that they traveled to Anaheim and met a small patrol of Azur. They suffered heavy losses in the battle and pursuit, and now there is still a family guard lying unconscious on the back of the cold lizard.

After finishing breakfast, Darkus started walking around Malekith's Black Tower in an extremely strange posture with his hands on his lower back.

"Is your leg feeling better?" Darkus saw Sirsis waiting in the aisle and greeted him cordially.

"Thank you, the Witch King's Hand is caring, it's much better." Silsis said without being arrogant or humble.

"Wouldn't it leave any root causes or hidden dangers?"

"No, the bones have grown."

"That's good, or I'll take you to the Lustria continent."

Darkus and Silsis walked slowly side by side, chatting about some work and daily topics.

"Originally, I was going to let you serve as Valahar of Asriel, but the matter of Naggarond is also very important, so..." Darkus stopped and looked at Sirsis solemnly. said.

"The hand of the Witch King?" Sirsis' expression also turned serious. He seemed to predict that what Darkus said next would be very important to him and his family.

"I'm going to let Dorian take over!" Darkus started walking again after saying that.

"Hand of the Witch King, is this? Does Dorian have this ability?" Sirsis' heartbeat quickened, and he quickly caught up with Darkus and said excitedly.

"He has the ability, courage and will to serve as Valahar, he has proven himself, and I believe his abilities will only improve during the construction of Ashriel."

"Hand of the Witch King, I can't thank you enough for your kindness." Xiersis was trembling with excitement at this time. His family had a successor, and his eldest son Dorian would inherit the family business. He knew that Ashley Although you are far away from Nagaros and far away from Druch's core power circle. But that was not an arrangement. Asriel was an extremely important part of Darkus' plan. Dorian served as Valahar there and entered Druch's inner circle.

For ages, Lustria remained hidden from the outside world, but once it was discovered, it quickly became recognized as one of the most dangerous places in the world. Drukhi who go there to explore need to be wary not only of the prehistoric predators here, but also of energy-draining parasites, fist-sized insects and deadly bacteria. However, such danger did not stop those Druchi who wanted to plunder the ancient temple city, but only one Druchi could return to Nagaros intact.

At this moment, the fate of Dorian Silverblade was changed. He changed from the fear lord stationed in the northern stronghold in the future to Druchi's Valahar in the Lustria continent.

"He deserves this. I can't say thank you enough. All I have to do is serve His Majesty the Witch King with all my heart." Darkus reminded him.

In the parliament hall, Annasara and her son representing Krakarond, Draka Night Governor and Chagoroshvarahar of Haig Grave, and Kira Night Governor and Karonde Karl's ( Too lazy to name them) Valahar has all arrived, and Malekith has been sitting on the throne for a long time.

"Sorry, I'm late." Darkus said calmly.

Several dignitaries from the core of Druchi's senior leadership stood up from their seats when they saw Darkus and Silsis coming in. After Darkus sat down, they sat down again.

A small-scale dark council began.

"Then let's start with the first item." Darkus sat next to Admiral Ranis Mummy, who had become Druch's eternal authority, took out the notebook in his arms, opened a page, and said slowly.

"From the documentary records I collected during the Battle of Gorond, I found that there were a large number of women recruited, and some of them were to replace those who died in the war at home." Darkus paused here. Looking at the Druchis present, he continued, "Then the question is, what if they kill their children in battle?"

"Perhaps there are people in the family who go to sea or are engaged in other careers. What if not? These children may starve to death at home or become a member of a gang. These children will become nutrients for the gang. The problem is that gangs are harmful to our career. What's the use?" Darkus stretched out his left hand to indicate not to speak for the time being, and he continued.

The Druchi dignitaries present either frowned or showed surprise. They didn't expect that Darkus did not discuss the content of the battle of Grond, but talked about these things that they had been indifferent to before.

"There are no weaklings in Nagaros! But some places need to be changed appropriately. Gangs have no value and meaning in existence!" Darkus' argument ended. He put his notebook on the table and spread his hands.

"Hand of the Witch King, do you mean to attack these gangs?" Kira Yedu asked tentatively.

The Nagaros Druzi version of the campaign against crime and evil has begun!

"Yes, these meaningless gangs must be destroyed, but this is not enough!" Darkus said, after a pause, he continued, "You must set up relevant shelters after you return."

As soon as these words came out, except Annasara mother and son, the remaining Druchi dignitaries turned their attention to Malekith, who was sitting silently on the throne. They wanted to get something from Malekith.

The power of the Witch King's Hand has been significantly improved since the Battle of Grond, and this is the real benefit that Darkus has gained. In his opinion, those magic items are nothing in the face of power!

There were about 140,000 Druchi who participated in the early and late stages of the Golond War. The Witch King organized 85,000 through various methods and invested them in Golond at one time. These Druchi dignitaries were all They have military literacy and know their own situation. If they follow the previous behavior, each city will organize itself and then enter the battlefield in batches.

It is almost impossible that Kalonde Carl's black ark assists the transportation of the soldiers of Kalonde. The black ark of Kalonde assists the transportation of Kalonde's soldiers. This is almost impossible. These black arks will only return to their respective places. The city then transships.

These dignitaries knew better that if the Witch King had not entered Grond in one go and entered in batches as before, they would have been in trouble. The forces of the Chaos Wave could completely surround Grond and then destroy it in batches. The armies advancing in various cities may have prevented them from advancing smoothly, allowing them to successfully capture Gorond. Rather than the current situation, where a huge wave of chaos was almost annihilated with a small number of casualties.

Not to mention that the Hand of the Witch King killed two Chaos Demons. These Druchi dignitaries did not despise the authority of the Hand of the Witch King, but were confirming something. Having reached this level, they more or less understood Malekith. , Malekith would never have run a shelter in the past.

"All this is to conquer Ulthuan and get back what is rightfully mine!" Malekith leaned forward and leaned on his thorny throne, his orange eyes staring at the skin of the Druchi nobles. Burning, his hands clenched into fists, and the roaring voice echoed through the council chamber.

Feeling Malekith's pressure, the Druchi dignitaries showed fear and shunned, turning their heads to look at Darkus again. They knew that Nagaroth's innocence had changed.

What will Darkus do now? He carefully put his hand into Admiral Lanis's arms, and he vaguely felt something was inside.

Anasara and Newkel did not look at Malekith, but watched every move of Dacus. Seeing Dacus put his hand into Admiral Lanis' arms, they frowned, but There was nothing they could say in this situation.

"What strange riddle? Go through the green mist and see what rises from the canopy. The ancient ancestors will greet you with ruby ​​eyes?" Darkus looked at the sheepskin in his hand with confusion. Zhi Xun thought, what was recorded on it was the language of the lizard people. If he guessed correctly, this Qi was not Druch, but "Iqi"!

Soon, Darkus put the parchment on the table and continued: "The shelter was established in the name of each night governor. The shelter was established next to important locations in the city, such as the mint." After saying this, he turned to Looking over his shoulder at Sirsis, and seeing Sirsis nodding, he continued, "Or next to the Night Governor's Castle, or of course next to the military camp."

The Druchi dignitaries nodded to accept Darkus's order. They already had a plan. It must be built next to the Night Governor Castle and the military camp. Just listen. If you believe it, you would be really stupid. They also know that Darkus Why did Us ask to be built next to the Night Governor Castle? It was just to guard against that group of crazy witch spirits at midnight of death.

"Remember, give them a happy childhood! Find some relatively reliable teachers to teach them some necessary knowledge. They must be reliable. Don't get those who believe in cults! That is a shelter, not a slaughterhouse! It is not a place for sacrifice! Just raise the children until they are sixteen years old. They do not need to do anything during this period. Of course, they can be properly taken to visit and plan their future careers in advance. Children with magic and empathy talents can pay appropriate attention and Take care of him." Darkus Luoli said a lot of words.

Although what Darkus said was rude, the Druchi dignitaries were listening patiently. They quickly captured some key information from Darkus's words. The establishment of the shelter can Provide them with some benefits. For example, they can recruit some good seedlings into the family for training, such as sorceresses and beast tamers. After proper training, they will definitely become reliable family forces, while those inferior seedlings can be put into the family. In society, complete Darkus's orders.

Darkus had some words that he didn't say explicitly, such as that it was best not to visit places related to Kane, and that children in shelters were prohibited from believing in Kane.

The Avatar of Kane was sitting there, and it was inappropriate to tell Druchi this in front of the Avatar of Kane. Darkus also knew what these powerful men would do in the future, which he could not prevent from his previous life. . . forget it. I'm done here. The Drukhi society doesn't even have a reliable bureaucratic administrative agency, so how can he manage it? He could only turn a blind eye and do what he could, as long as he didn't go too far.

But at least changes are happening, right? As long as there is change, it will be good. Today it is one, and tomorrow it can be two. Every drop of water will penetrate the stone.

"Need support from Sovereign?"

The dignitaries present shook their heads. How many Sovereigns are needed to raise some children? Anyone who dares to say that he needs to lose more points will not be beaten to death by the Witch King's fist, but will also be laughed to death by other powerful people.

"Hand of the Witch King, you are so merciful!" Night Governor Draka said like a compliment.

"In Naggaroth, kindness is not a good virtue." Darkus laughed after hearing this.

The dignitaries present also laughed. While laughing, they felt that Nagaroth's innocence had changed. If they could not adapt, the only thing waiting for them would be elimination.

"I seem to be very kind?" Darkus said jokingly, and then he said, "Select out the injured, disabled, and sick in each city this winter and take care of them, and bring them to Krakalond in the spring. Garond starts now."

Darkus was talking about the problem of Druchi's injuries, but he temporarily avoided the issue of Druchi's slaves. To govern a big country is to cook a small dish, how can you start the fire at the beginning? Necessary troubles, national policies and ideological trends have to be implemented little by little, and it will take a long time anyway.

From the initial failed sneak attack of Malus to the pursuit and annihilation stage, Druchi suffered about 35,000 casualties, not counting giant beasts and wild beasts, of which as many as 10,000 were killed directly in the battle of Golond. There were about fifteen thousand, and nearly half of the fifteen thousand were caused by Malus. The rest are injured and injured, about 10,000 can recover and continue fighting, and the rest are seriously injured and disabled, 7,600.

Why are the quantities so detailed? Because Darkus worked tirelessly to bring all the wounded back to Naggarond, the seriously injured and disabled soldiers were counted when they were placed on the Tower of God's Blessing of Evil in Loxia, and are now managed by the sorceresses and The auxiliary soldiers looked after him, and he breathed a sigh of relief as he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He was planning to wait until the Lustria continent to deal with a big wave. These previously useless wounded would later become his troops stationed in the Lustria continent or It's back to Naggaroth.

When Darkus came back from the Lustria continent, he also thought about calling in Nagaroth's injuries, but he only thought about it. At that time, he was just a child of the Hell Calamity family. It's different now. He has become the chief executive under Druchi alone and above ten thousand people. He has the ability to do so.

Having said that, this is the real benefit that Darkus has gained! Really pouring in! In his opinion, those magic items were nothing compared to these disabled veterans who had experienced the war and the power in Druch society!

Including the remnants of the Nagor and the Nagor prisoners he took in at Haig Grave, the total number is more than 10,000 combatable soldiers, all of whom have been fought and licked. Bloody veterans, if their ambitions are bigger, after proper training and adjustment, these veterans can completely follow the Weimar gameplay after World War I and expand the army when appropriate.

The Yankees will not be able to recover within a hundred years. Perhaps the next time there is such a large-scale attack, the Drukki of Nagaros will have already reached Ulthuan. After all, the Yankees did not really come from the ground. What grows out of it is not created by a modifier.

Darkus once asked Newkel, and Newkel said that this amount of damage is already very good. If there is a decisive battle or if we go too late, we cannot lose more than this. The opponent is not a peasant army without armor. After repeatedly digging through it, it collapsed with one blow. It was a huge number of Chaos Waves. After the war, he made a rough calculation and found that there were almost 180,000 Chaos Waves, nearly 200,000.

The number of captured Yankees alone is as high as 60,000. Now some of these Yankees are staying in Grond as the spoils of Gorond for repair and restoration, and the rest are gathered at the dock of Nagarond. Lund's wharf needs to be expanded, and city fortifications need to be built on both sides to form a port that can be defended and has a huge throughput.

After the repairs are completed, these Yankees will be distributed to various cities as spoils of war. Darkus has already coordinated the distribution issue before.

As for the Beastmen? Their heads are still piled up outside the city of Grond to form a terrifying pyramid. Khorne has to say: 8!

The executioners who were responsible for beheading were beheading like crazy in those days. Under the watch and cheers of the Druchi, the executioners took turns beheading in the morning and evening. It can be said that corpses were everywhere. Fortunately, there was no river next to Golond.

Next, Darkus went back to his old tune to straighten out the affairs of Nagaros during his trip to the Lustria continent, and arranged the order of the parade two days later.

As for the waist badges, Darkos has arranged for the Mint Workshop in Naggarond to start production. However, the quantity is too large, and even after working overtime and shifts, it cannot be finished, so it can only be reissued later.

In addition, Darkus has arranged the expansion of the mint. He arranged it in an orderly manner. He planned to enter the underground sea before the Sea of ​​Resentment froze. He planned to spend this winter on the Lustria continent. He wanted to Master Ma, he couldn't wait.

The small-scale Dark Council was over, and Darkus and Malekith were walking in the aisle. Malekith did not ask about the matters in the meeting. Rekis asked him something about the continent of Lustria.

After saying a few words, Darkus knew that he was a bad guy. The thousand-year-old otaku became a little quiet and thoughtful. He suddenly thought that Malekith had indeed left Nagaroth during this period.

It is said that Malekith himself could not resist the temptation to sail out to sea. He stood on the bow of the Black Ark and reached many distant countries, bringing panic and destruction wherever he went. (The first line of page 25 of the Dark Elf 8 version of the military book)

To be honest, Darkus really didn't want Malekith to go, but he knew Malekith's actions and words too well. He knew that Malekith was just about to say, "I want to go to Lustria too." If the continent goes around in a circle.

"Your Majesty, how about a trip to the continent of Lustria?" Darkus, who returned to the throne room and sat at the table, was stared at by Malekith's burning gaze. He could only bite the bullet. asked.

"Okay, but I feel like you don't want me to go?" Malekith agreed directly and then began to say jokingly.

"Yes!" Darkus did not shy away, but said bluntly.

In the entire Nagaros, except for Morathi, only Darkus dared to talk to Malekith like this.

"Oh? Can you tell me the reason?" Malekith was not angry, but asked curiously.