Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 414 265. Red Poison River Meeting

Malekith put his hand on the place where the Darkus brothers had conspired loudly before and looked at the bustling and crowded dignitaries in the hall. He found that this location was quite exquisitely designed. Everything in the hall could be seen from here, but If the people in the hall weren't paying attention, they wouldn't notice it at all. He had been here for at least ten minutes, and only Anna Sara looked up at the beginning.

"Your Majesty, we have found out who is spreading that rumor. In addition... Chagorosh has returned to Hagrid Grave." Aijerese came out of the corner and whispered to Maleki Sihui reports.

Malekith didn't say anything, let alone nod in response to Aigiresse. He knew what happened a few days ago. Draka and Chagorosh brought him some surprises, just like what Darkus said. In that case, it would be boring to do everything by yourself, but he also thought that the two of them acted too early, and the early ones had not squeezed out the last bit of value from those traitors. Suddenly feeling a little bored, he turned around and nodded to Coran who was standing there, and then entered Darkus' room.

Just as there is a throne room at the top of each Dark Ark prepared to welcome the arrival of the Witch-King, the Nightmaster Castle in Krakarond also has one at the top of the Tower of Destruction.

However, Malekith was too lazy to go, so he might as well stay in Darkus' room. This way, the rest of the night won't be boring, since these dignitaries will also stay in the castle after the banquet.

Strictly speaking, the room where Darkus was located was a spire that extended along the main structure of the castle. Entering the room was a spiral staircase filled with mirrors. Under the overlap of light, the top of the interior of the spire could be seen through the mirrors.

Malekith did not check carefully like Darkus returned to the room for the first time after time travel, but walked straight up. The top room is spacious and the interior furnishings are unique and unique.

To put it bluntly, the furnishings are simple, including a wardrobe without doors, a desk and matching chairs, a shelf for displaying weapons and armor, a sofa and a coffee table, and of course a bed and matching bedside table, a window that can only be opened inside the house, and a protective barrier outside. Entry fence. This place is completely different from Newkel's study, and it is also different from the sickly Druch style. It belongs to the neutral elf style.

Malekith, who was sitting on the sofa, first picked up the Arabi magic lamp on the bedside table and looked at it. Then his ruthless iron hands began to rub the lamp body, making a crunching metal friction sound. There are no scratches or burn marks on the surface of the lamp body. But the sofa he was sitting on suffered a lot. The moment he sat on it, the sofa went into scrap.

Like Darkus, Malekith didn't find any genie that could grant him three wishes, but he knew that this genie was not a simple one and was a magic item. It should have been used to store the magical wind or accommodate elemental creatures before. But now the magical wind and elemental creatures are gone, turning into an ordinary magic lamp. Just as he was rubbing it, the crystal ball on the bedside table made a sound.

"Sit." Malekith was still rubbing the magic lamp, making a heart-wrenching sound. He ignored Annasara who saluted him. After a while, he placed the magic lamp on the coffee table. Then he motioned to Anasara.

"Is the soul dagger you gave her real?" After Annasara sat down respectfully, Malekith looked at Annasara sitting there and asked seriously.

After Annasara, who was sitting there, heard this, it was like a thorn suddenly sprouted from the chair. Her body left the chair and stood up.

"Didn't he tell you?" Annasara didn't need to say anything else, Annasara's actions had already made it clear, Malekith said with a sigh.

"Your Majesty, he told me, but I didn't expect the problem to be so serious at the time. I was negligent..." Annasara lowered her head and said with a hint of panic in her tone.

Anasara knew she was in trouble. Although Darkus had already shown signs of being special at that time, it was not at that level yet. At that time, she ignored Darkus's suggestion. Now, as a legendary warlock, she can naturally see some signs of the future, and she has already predicted that the soul dagger will cause great troubles in the future.

Similarly, Malekith also had a feeling in his heart that the soul dagger would cause big things in the future, the kind of big things that could be recorded in the chronology, but he knew that the soul dagger would definitely be destroyed after it got into his mother's hands. Not coming back.

Different from the other four magic items that sealed Zakhan, the Soul Dagger has a very outrageous mechanism. It is not like the continuous blood loss in a certain game. After all, there is no health bar in this world. In this world, if you are stabbed in the body by a soul dagger, your soul will be gone immediately. Without a soul, it is natural for a person to die. When Malus was stabbed by his sister and survived, it was because the soul dagger was stabbed by Darkus. Replaced with an imitation, and even if it was real Malus, he would not die at that time, because Malus's soul was in Zakana, but not everyone is like Malus.

Malekith didn't even know about this at first. It wasn't until Darkus mentioned it to him once that he realized the seriousness of this thing. This thing could even pose a fatal threat to him, but he couldn't cause him to Mother's attention, otherwise the soul dagger will really turn from a toy into a sharp weapon.

"How was your relationship with her while I was away?" Malekith did not rebuke Anasara, but changed the subject. Things have happened, and based on the current relationship between Annasara and his mother, can Annasara get the soul dagger back?

"Not so good... After the fleet set off, she tried to reach out to Krakaronde, but I blocked her. Just like before, I can never understand her motives. I know she has been coveting Austria. Suan ruled, long before even us...but maybe she saw more benefit in letting Naggaroth fall into chaos than she does now?"

Anasara said with a hint of confusion in her tone at the end. Although she was very familiar with Morathi, she really couldn't understand Morathi's motives when she did some things. She always felt that Morathi didn't have any thoughts when she did these things. The motives, instead, are arbitrary, full of confusion and distortion.

"Her sanity is limited to what is necessary, nothing more. She has tried to usurp my power subtly or directly more than once. This is not new to me. What worries me more is her ambivalent psychology. "Malekis explained patiently.

"Then... Darkus?"

"Ha...it's because of Darkus." Malekith said jokingly. He knew clearly in his heart. He knew that Darkeus was unknowingly influencing him, and this influence was least likely to affect his mother. What he would like to see is like what happened to his wife. In Darkus' words, it is a battle of routes. Maybe that soul dagger... He abandoned the thoughts in his mind and continued, "Dakeus once said to me that when a person obtains in a certain mode, When you succeed, you will believe in that model and always believe that that model is right, especially if you achieve significant success.

And I think it will be successful again. If it is not successful, there must be something wrong in some link. And she's the epitome of that, of course... we all are. "

Malekith laughed out loud at the end. He knew that Darkos was only connoting him and mocking him when he said this, but it did not prevent him from telling others. After laughing, he stretched out his hand to signal his return. Anasara, who was smiling apologetically, continued to sit.

Although Anasara is Morathi's best friend and Malekith is Morathi's son, it does not prevent them from connoting Morathi behind the scenes.

"As for Darkus? The truth is, I'm not worried about him. Maybe he's the only existence I'm not afraid of. You also know that the other Druchi are weak and greedy. If they have a chance, they will do anything. Knock me down without hesitation, but I still don't think he is a Druch. He is fundamentally different from Druch. His kindness and generosity are not possessed by all Druch.

If one day, he wants to replace me, then come on, I will give him everything I can give him, just like what is rumored now, I will fulfill the responsibilities of a father. "Malekis said while rubbing the lamp body, and at the end he made a joke.

However, Anasara was a little frightened. In her opinion, Malekith's humor was even more terrifying than his anger. She knew Malekith just as she both knew and didn't understand Morathi, and she knew that all she had to do was listen, not talk or try to explain.

"Despite my longevity, I will still die. This is not a casual fear of death, but an ever-present knowledge that after my father died in battle, before Darkus came along, I was never loved .Although Alandrian is my best friend, I feel like there is something missing. Maybe it is the gap in status that creates an insurmountable gap? Although...Alandrian understands me very well. And those who serve me, except You, outside of the Helban family, serve me out of fear rather than respect. As for the Helban...heh...

I wonder, my dear Annasara, whether I should try harder to win them over to my cause instead of forcing them into slavery? "Malekis was still talking, but what he said sounded more and more outrageous to Annasara.

Annasara knew that these contents should not be known to a third person, or should not be known to her at all. In her understanding, Malekith was not like this before. What did Darkus do? Or what happened during those three years in Lustria? It made her feel so strange to Malekith in front of her.

"The memory of the past troubles me, the past is returning, life is repeating itself, the cycle continues again and again, life, death and rebirth. It has always been like this, from before my time, and perhaps to the end. Gods have their ups and downs, Adored and abandoned, mortal life passes like the heartbeat of the world.

Maybe you can also feel that something is changing, just like the smell of blood and iron, the past days remind me of a time long, long ago. Now that our people have sunk into weakness and filth, we have become fat and lazy, a bunch of stupid beasts, no longer fit for the great destiny I will offer, and this is not how I should honor my father! "

"How come I remember hearing you say something like this before, especially the first half of the sentence, and more than once?" Anasara nodded in agreement and thought in her mind. Of course, she could also think of this in her mind. , she would never dare to say it.

"Now, we have to break away from the previous model and look for a new model. I believe that the new model will be stronger than the old model. I don't ask for it to be ten times or a hundred times stronger, as long as it is twice as strong for us. That's enough for us to successfully return to Ulthuan next time.

You have never been to Asriel, which is a place full of hope as Darkus said. Although Darkus does not allow us to use the power of the giant beasts and lizardmen of the Lustria continent, in my opinion it is enough now. We did not receive such powerful assistance before. Time is running out, I can feel the dark gods rising, and if we don't do something, they will devour us all. "As Malekith said this, he stopped rubbing and put the magic lamp on the coffee table again.

In Malekith's opinion, after all other considerations have been eliminated, only Annasara, who came from the old era like him, is suitable as the object of his talk. He will not tell these words to his mother.

"Your Majesty, the Hell Calamity Family will always be your loyal followers, just like they have been for thousands of years." Annasara said with determination.

"Let's talk about something useful. You should know about the assault ship that Darkus mentioned before." Malekith stopped talking and became serious. He wanted to complete Dark's mission in accordance with Darkus' requirements. Wusi gave him the task, and after seeing Anasara nod, he continued, "Not only did I obtain the Sun Flame Sword in the Lustria continent, but I also got some clues there."

"Your Majesty, that Sun Flame Sword?" Annasara did not focus on the assault ship, but on the Sun Flame Sword, she asked cautiously.

"If I tell the story, they will definitely not believe it, but this is indeed my father's sword." When Malekith said, he took off the Yang Yan Sword hanging from his waist and placed it on the On the coffee table, he motioned for Annasara to take a look.

Anasara stood up and saluted again, then carefully picked up the Yang Yan Sword, slowly pulled the Yang Yan Sword out of the scabbard, and began to look at it carefully. While she was observing carefully, Malekith began to describe the process of obtaining the Sun Sword again.

"In a forbidden magic chamber abandoned by the lizard people? This..." Annasara never completely pulled out the Sun Flame Sword from the scabbard. With rich experience, she had seen a lot when she was young, and she also felt sorry for Dak. Us had maintained the sword of the same period. Of course she knew that the Sun Flame Sword was indeed real, and that it was not Malekith who made an identical one in Lustria and then came back and claimed to have found it. As the son of Aenarion, he found his father's sword. She whispered, and soon she thought of something.

"Yes, the process is magical, and as you can imagine, he clearly knows that the Yang Yan Sword is there."

"Those Slann Demon Priests?" Annasara guessed.

"No! But as the champion of Morayig, you have to remember that he knows far more than you think, but he won't say it. Maybe it's not time, maybe it will be counterproductive if he says it. .”

Annasara did not respond, but thought with a solemn expression.

"Just remember not to ask him questions that you shouldn't ask. Now let's bring the topic back to the beginning. I will stay in Krakarond during this period until the assault ship is built, and you and Your team is going to assist me. After I finish handling this, I’m going to go to Grond to see your best friend, my good mother.”

After seeing Anashara nod, Malekith continued. In addition to the assault ship, the supporting assembly equipment placed in Nagarond will also be built in the future. A set of brand new equipment, current tools and equipment It can no longer meet the needs of the latest version of Keith Steel.

The next day, Malekith, who had listened to the conspiracy of the powerful all night, did not hold a meeting. Instead, he left the Night Governor Castle and started walking around surrounded by the powerful people. He first walked around the noble area. lock up. He stopped for a while while passing by the Thorns and Takaia family manor. Under the guidance of Elmir, he entered the Takaia family's renovated old house and visited it. This reminded him of the time he spent in When Iso Talarian was here, his residence was similar to the current old home of the Takaia family.

Of course, the thoughtful dignitaries knew the signals sent by the Witch King's behavior, which meant that even if Darkus was not here, Darkus' faction still had a heavy weight in the Witch King's heart, which was something they could not hope for. What is within reach is something they cannot shake.

Then Malekith began to walk around the entire Krakaronde. He found that there seemed to be nothing to visit, and he returned to Night Governor Castle with little interest before evening.

In the evening, the banquet was held as usual.

On the third day, Malekith went out of the city. He started from the south gate of Krakalond and walked upstream along the Red Poison River. As he walked, he looked at the wood floating down the Red Poison River. .

Under Newkel's adjustment, there is no longer a so-called logging day in early spring. While logging, the logging camps in the upper reaches of the Red Poison River are still unloading the wood collected in winter into the river. However, in this continuous rotation Under such circumstances, the wood produced in logging sites still cannot meet daily needs.

On the other side of the road, the slaves in the manor were carrying out a new round of spring plowing, and Krakarond's manor was supporting the supply of food needed by Nagaros.

Malekith did not go to the upper reaches of the Red Poison River, nor did he go to the place where Darkus once stayed. It was too far there, and there was nothing to see.

On the fourth day, the meeting was finally held in the parlor of Night Governor Castle.

Except for Morathi in Grond and Heliben in Hal Gansi, all the Druchi dignitaries who could come from other cities came, and those who could not come could not come. Just like the previous Dark Council, only this time it was held in the Night Governor's Castle in Krakarond. Although Heliben did not come, the dignitaries of Hal Goncy did.

Malekith was the last to enter, and he allowed himself a moment of fear, respect, and wonder before striding to his place, knowing that the eyes of the powerful were upon him. Except for a few, all the dignitaries present were thinking about what he was going to do next, what the specific content of the meeting was, and which unlucky guy would die in the meeting. He looked at the dignitaries he had gathered. These dignitaries with different ideas were unparalleled warriors, sorcerers, and rulers. They represented the most powerful Drukki in Nagaroth, and were feared by all Drukki in Nagaroth. exist.

However, the reaction of these powerful people now was completely different from that of the previous few days. Malekith could feel that these powerful people could not suppress the trembling of fear in front of his fiery gaze. He ignored these dignitaries, but looked around the living room. The Hagrid Grave marble table that had been placed before was missing, or it could be said that it had been remodeled to accommodate all the dignitaries.

Following Malekith was the captain of the Black Guard, Coran Blackhand. His face was solemn, and his dark eyes looked at the dignitaries present with creepy hostility, which was in stark contrast to the image of his master. And he was the only dignitary in the whole hall who could hold a weapon, except Malekith. The scarlet halberd passed down by successive captains of the Black Guard was held tightly in his hand, the blade symbolically avoiding his master. As Malekith's Midnight Armor was engulfed in heat, the surface of his black steel armor resembled melted hot oil, moving along with the trapped souls.

Located three swords away behind the chair in the living room, a heavily armed black guard stood every three swords away. Their halberds were shining and looked extremely sharp.

Under the gaze of the powerful, Malekith sat in his place, tortured by Asuryan's fire and midnight armor, making him look like a motionless black iron statue. Sitting on his left and right were Annasara, the night governor of Krakarond, and Draka, the night governor of Hagrid Grave. Darkus, who was supposed to be sitting there, was nowhere to be seen.

The meeting began in solemn silence, without any pomp or pretense. The celebrations that should have been celebrated had already been celebrated a few days ago.

"You all know it already, and you should know it too! This expedition fleet not only achieved a brilliant victory in the Lustria continent, but also successfully established diplomacy with the lizard people and brought back rich loot!"

Druch doesn't like to show emotion under normal circumstances, especially among powerful people, because this will allow other prying eyes to find loopholes. But under the leadership of the night governors, they still applauded, and waves of excited whispers echoed in the living room.

The face behind Malekith's mask smiled, and he piqued the curiosity of the powerful by stating the obvious, then letting them know exactly what he meant.

A little less time today and a single chapter tomorrow.