Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 496 347. Hospitality

"Does he look familiar to you?" Genevieve, who was sitting on a chair in the hall, pointed to the kneeling figure and said. After speaking, she moved her eyes away from Darkus and turned to the kneeling figure. Then he yelled in Ricky with a Bretonnian southern accent, "Put your head up!"

"Are there guests?" Darkus felt a little confused. Although the Forest House was opened in the slums of the northern city of Altdorf, its service recipients were not those from all walks of life. Normally, only some wealthy women and widows came, but they were all here. It was in the afternoon, and now it's late at night.

The guest's face was hidden by the hood, and Darkus, who had just come in from the front door, could not see it at all. When he came closer and took a closer look, he suddenly realized that it was indeed as Genevieve said, He seemed to have seen this person somewhere, but he couldn't recall it for a while. After the trip to Obion Island, he almost stopped dealing with humans, and it was usually Ren who would deal with it.

Lauren Loren’s Jolly Axeman? It shouldn’t be. Have you seen it in Altdorf? It shouldn't be. Darkus thinks that his memory has always been very good. It is impossible for him to forget people he has met in a short period of time. Even if he is asked to identify the messenger who went to the restaurant in front of Altdorf University that afternoon, he can still recognize it. The human gang that's been stalking them?

"Have you definitely seen it?" Cowell, who was following Darkus, looked at the human figure and expressed doubts. Just like Genevieve said, he also felt familiar, but he couldn't think of it for a moment. I saw it somewhere.

"Isn't that who this is? We saw him in the Hollow Lake!" Ren, who walked in later, also looked at the human figure and thought about it. His memory was also very good. In an instant, he thought of where he had seen him.

"The world is so small. I didn't expect that four years later, we would meet again on the other side of the world. It's just the way we met... tsk tsk tsk." Darkus pulled out a chair and sat down casually and said with a smile, Lei When En said this, he remembered that he had indeed seen the Hollow Lake in the Isthmus of Lustria.

It was Dacus's second visit to the Lustria continent. While the Black Ark fleet was still moving at sea, he took Malekith out for a walk to relax. After Ren received some revelations, he took Chupacoco and the Druchs from Spicazuma to the Isthmus of Lustria. He was so impressed by what happened that day that he never made the mistake. From the beginning of the dream to the day after talking to Malekith and going back to sleep the next day, it was an extremely long day.

The moment they teleported to the Hollow Lake, Druchi ran into four human adventurers. After a brief chase, except for the adventurer who fired the shot, whose arm was cut off, the other three He was brought to Darkus and Malekith intact, and then the shooter died under Julian's gorgeous skills.

"I don't know what's going on with Julian now?" Darkus sighed in a low voice after thinking about it for a while. Dorian stayed in the Lustria continent and became Ashriel's Valahar. , can be regarded as a feudal official, mastered the military power of Ashriel, climbed to the top in one step, and became a legend. He can be said to be a top-ranking existence in Druchi society. Dorian's father Silsis is in the position of Not as good as Dorian.

Sirsis is a fear lord and also serves as the Witch King's adjutant, but that's all. He has no substantive status. Perhaps after Darkus returns to Naggarond, Sirsis should be Serving as Night Governor of Naggarond? There must be a Jing Zhaoyin who takes care of things. After he became the hand of the Witch King, the work performed by Xiersis was no different from Jing Zhaoyin.

But Dorian's younger brother Julian is different. In a sense, Julian was chosen by Malekith for his evil intentions, and he was taken by Malekith after his trip to the Lustria continent. After returning to Nagaros, the follow-up... I can only hope that Julian will not be fired under the influence of Darkus.

Darkus has always been known for his generosity and kindness. Except for the one with the severed hand, he did not make it difficult for the other three adventurers, but instead let them go. However, what was the luck of these three adventurers... After repacking their belongings, the three adventurers, under his instructions and the force of the Druchis, swam towards the center of the Hollow Lake. The world-shaping engine under the Hollow Lake came into play. As a result, the luck of the two adventurers was not so good, and they ended up staying in Xuhua Lake, keeping company with the things floating in the middle of Xuhua Lake. The last one's luck was a bit better. Some descriptions seemed a bit inappropriate. It should have been so good that he walked through the jungle and returned to the old world alone.

Now, the guest kneeling in front of Darkus is the survivor. The guest's expression at this moment is just like when he answered his question in Xuhua Lake, and his body is shaking like a sieve of chaff. He remembered everything that happened by the Lake of Illusion, and he knew that it was just an illusion, a disguise.

"Bring me some water." After thinking for a moment, Darkus gave the order first and then turned his attention to humans. He crossed his legs and showed a Hexi expression and said with a smile, "I like to listen to stories, I like The story you told last time, the two-meter-four-meter-tall Norscan chieftain from Skogi left a deep impression on me, so... we will continue like last time, if I am satisfied, I will let you go. Yes, you already knew this four years ago. I have always been kind and generous, but the luck of your companions is not as good as yours. Your luck is so good that we will see each other again after a few years."

Renn turned to look at Darkus. His memory was very good, so much so that he remembered that Darkus seemed to have said the same thing when he was in the Hollow Lake. How did he say that sentence? The scene is repeated again!

Maranur laughed, and his memory was also very good. When he walked into the forest house, he immediately recognized the guest kneeling on the ground, and also recalled what his brother said when he was at Xuhua Lake. if.

At this time, the Enil waiter brought over a bucket of water. Darkus put away his legs and stood up gracefully. He slowly rolled the cuffs of his classic purple and purple robe to his elbows. This process was absolutely perfect. It is excruciating, like a butcher preparing his knife before slaughtering an animal. Then he elegantly took off the armband and placed it on the table. He arranged the armband neatly, and even the straps were arranged neatly like an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Although Darkus usually behaves very vulgarly, very casually, very free and easy, and does not look like a great elf noble, he is still trained in etiquette. In terms of appearance and manner, he is no worse than those of Assur. After everything, he put his hands into the bucket and washed his hands gracefully, and then rubbed his hands together.

"Sir?" Ren had a vague sense of what Darkus was going to do. This was something he had never done before. He took a step forward, lowered his head and asked softly.

"I am a Druch. There is a proverb in my hometown. When friends come from far away, you should be happy and entertain the guests as much as you can. Although this place is not called Colwanas now, it is not It's the territory of the elves, but it doesn't matter, because the place you are now is called Forest Home, and this is still the territory of the elves. In the absence of the boss, I will take the liberty to entertain you as a landlord." Darkus told Ren After waving his hands gently, he said in a tone of voice.

"Of course, there is an old proverb in my hometown, which is that he who knows the current affairs is a wise man."

It was also the first time for the Druchi to hear the proverbs from their hometown, but they thought that the words spoken by Darkus had a very charming and philosophical meaning. They laughed in the incomprehensible eyes of other elves, and they knew they were having fun. .

After finishing speaking, Darkus carried the bucket in front of the human being. His movement of carrying the bucket was also full of elegance and freehand brushwork, as if he had been deliberately trained before. After putting down the bucket, he pointed at the bucket to the guest. When the guest was stunned, he suddenly jumped up and pushed the guest's head into the bucket.

The guest who was caught off guard did not react at all. The elf in front of him had asked him to tell a story before. Just when he was thinking about what to say, who knew... He was pressed into the bucket and drank a few sips of water. The water flowed down his face. His nose and mouth kept pouring into his stomach and lungs. As he struggled in the bucket, he felt a suffocation in his chest. His eyes gradually blurred, and water stains kept spreading on the floor of the hall.

The elves watched this scene and kept whispering. It was the first time they saw Darkus like this. At this moment, Darkus looked completely different from the impression he had given them before. He was elegant and wild, and crazy. With his coldness, Darkus' behavior shocked them.

Seeing the other side of Darkus, Gilead and Fiswell looked at each other, seeing the shock and confusion in each other's eyes. They communicated tacitly, trying to understand what Darkus' current behavior meant. The Drukhi also felt the change in the atmosphere, their joking expressions disappeared, replaced by caution and vigilance. They looked at each other, wanting something from each other's eyes.

The three brothers and sisters of the Takaia family were the first to follow Dacus. In their impression, Dacus executed a Bretonnian knight, and then nothing happened. After that, they heard about Dacus. An admiral of the Black Ark was executed in the Dark Parliament. This was something they heard from Walter who was present at the time. They did not have the authority to enter the Dark Parliament at that time. After that, it disappeared. In their impression, Darkus was too lazy to do it, or he didn't bother to do such a thing. Usually, Ren was responsible for it, but today...

Just when the guest felt that he was on the verge of death, he was pulled out of the bucket by Darkus. He lay on the ground panting and coughing, and water kept pouring from his nostrils and mouth. out, making him feel suffocated. However, before he could do anything else, he was picked up by Darkus again and ruthlessly pressed into the bucket. This cruel cycle is like an endless nightmare, and his body and mind are suffering tremendous torture.

Darkus smiled sinisterly, his eyes flashed with unusual wildness and indifference, as if he had fallen into a certain state. He suddenly picked up the guest from the bucket again, and after the guest recovered for a moment, he pressed him into the bucket again without mercy.

The whole process was repeated three times. The guest felt that he was about to die, but he did not dare to resist. He had seen these elves torture his former companions. Compared with having his throat cut, maybe he could find a chance to survive this way. .

Darkus, who was no longer sadistic, shook it gracefully and shook away some of the water stains on his hand. Then he reached into his arms, took out his pocket watch and opened the cover gracefully to read the time. At this time, it was already It was two o'clock in the middle of the night. Normally he would have fallen asleep at this time, but he was vaguely aware that he seemed to be busy tonight.

If Darkus saw this human being elsewhere in Altdorf, he would not pay attention to it at all, and would even show him a friendly smile, as long as the human being did not bring back anything valuable from the Lustria continent, but this big There must be something wrong with coming to the forest house in the middle of the night. The Forest House is not an ordinary human tavern. It has been closed for a long time now. If a human enters through the main entrance, he will not be held there by Genevieve. Moreover, when passing by the Rick Bridge at night, he has a very strange feeling. a feeling of.

After everything was done, Darkus looked at the guest who stretched out his hand to resist. He put his right hand on the back of the guest's neck. This time, he did not choose to push the guest into the bucket, but used other methods. A two-level reversal.

The guest's next reaction was beyond all the elves' expectations. His face became ferocious as he breathed rapidly, and then his entire face turned livid. He felt like he was suffocating. Although he was not in the water, he seemed to be unable to breathe. Any air, the oxygen in the air seemed to leave him. His pupils kept turning around, and he locked his eyes on the bucket. For the first time, he felt that the bucket had a great attraction for him.

Suddenly, the guest rushed towards the bucket and put his head into the water with a try attitude. Unlike before, he didn't feel suffocated, but instead tried to breathe. To his surprise, he could actually breathe freely in the water.

The Holy Soul Reef can cast many, many spells and cantrips, or is better defined as divine magic. For example, scuba allows Darkus to breathe underwater. Once the skill is used, he will feel suffocated and drowned in the air after being out of the water, just like the two levels are reversed, and he will also be attracted to the water. These effects were all obtained after he tried them out of boredom. This was also the first time he had the opportunity to use them. At this moment, the guest looked like he had his head stuck in the toilet, like the Atlantean whose breathing mask was broken in COS Aquaman.

"Scuba..." Drusala murmured in a low voice after witnessing all this. She saw the other side of her lover for the first time. She was not frightened, but became interested. She felt her for the first time. Her lover looked a bit like Druch, but she also knew that this was just an appearance. In fact, there were many more cruel ways to treat this human being. At the same time, she was also amazed at the way her lover performed. This way of switching between water and scuba was so imaginative.

Darkus ignored the gazes of Genevieve and the elves, and kept his gaze on the human. When he saw that it was almost time, he put his hand on the human's neck.

The bucket was overturned by a human, and while he was breathing in the water, he felt Darkus' hand on his neck, and he was choked again. He lay on the ground gasping for air, breathing fresh air, but this time it was different from before. Under the action of scuba, the water in his lungs had been drained out.

"Sorry, sorry! I forgot, I want to listen to your story, not torture you. Of course... I am just doing this to wake you up a little. After all, everyone is prone to sleepiness at this time. Please forgive my prank, I hope You can continue to share fantastic adventures." Darkus apologized repeatedly, then casually waved his hand, and then he sat on the chair again.

The guest lying on the ground kept nodding, knowing that everything the elf said was a lie. He knew that if he shook his head at this moment, the pain that followed would be even more unbearable. After taking a quick breath, he tried his best to calm down his body, and his calm expression gradually returned.

The visitor's name is Felix Mayne, Madame Aldo. The old world was full of mindless savages who used force to achieve their goals, on the other hand there were smart people who preferred to leave their muscles at home and use their intellect. And he is the best among them. He has superb stealing skills and can take what he needs without any effort.

Felix describes himself as a gentleman pickpocket, connoisseur of crime, and a true conman who makes a living by cunning and deception, an anachronistic practice forged among old-school pickpockets, for the likes of whom , fame is more valuable than wealth. His fame spread throughout mankind, in Middenheim he was known as Leonard Cole, in Talabheim he was known as Florian Schneider, in... In short, he has a corresponding title and name in every big city in the empire. His existence is an eternal topic in the human underground world.

It was Felix's specialty, both through theft and through charm, to coax widows and widows, who showered him with gifts and lavish trinkets of priceless trinkets, eager for even a few minutes of his attention. He, like Aquaman, makes widows and widowers feel special and reminds them of what it felt like to be young, what it felt like to be loved. He also gave something back to widows and widowers, self-respect, a sense of self-identity and worth. The wealthy businessmen entertained him with wine and banquets, thinking that he was the same kind. His success was the talk of every town, and his lies were so big that everyone had to believe them.

Felix acquired great wealth through these means. By any standards, he was a rich man, so much so that he had his own mansion in the Kaiserplatz next to the Altdorf Palace in the southern city. He could access it from his bedroom. I saw a huge bronze statue of Sigma in the window. It was the most prime location in Altdorf. The people who lived there were either powerful or rich or noble.

However, Felix is ​​not satisfied with this situation. He is not a greedy person. He does not need special wealth. Although his house is majestic and gorgeous, he is not interested in these. Theft and adventure are his greatest passions. Love, theft is a game of wits and courage between him and his victim, he likes excitement, and the wealth he takes away is just a scoring game.

Five years ago, Felix boarded a ship in Marienburg bound for a mysterious continent. It was said that the continent was full of dangers, but also full of wealth. In this way, one of his neighbors got a ship from an East Coaster. The butcher in the city became a nouveau riche, but soon he was no longer a neighbor. The nouveau riche turned into an adventurer again and set foot on the ship to the mysterious continent again. After coming to Skogi, which was ruled by Norsca, he met a wizard from the empire named Hartley von Reilly, and he learned about the Hollow Lake from the mouth of the godly Hartley.

Then a huge grass team appeared. After this grass team traveled from Skogi to the Hollow Lake, only four people were left. The others were abandoned in the dangerous jungle. After that...these four met through teleportation Darkus and the others appeared in the Hollow Lake. After that, he was the only one who was lucky enough to swim across the Hollow Lake. Fortunately, the kind Darcus allowed him to store his backpack before he set off, so that he could return. The capital of Skogi, after some stumbles in being able to write a fantasy adventure book, he did not return to Skogi, but came to the Predator Port, which was also located on the Isthmus of Lustria.

The night before yesterday, Felix bumped into a strange being on his way home. A ripple caught his attention. Just when he was about to forget about it, the being suddenly appeared again. The existence was very close to him, so close that it seemed like he could touch it just by stretching out his hand. He found that the existence was a shadow, a wrinkle looming in the shadow. If he hadn't been looking, he wouldn't have been able to see the shadow. His damn curiosity made him follow the shadow. He followed the shadow's footsteps, although His footsteps made no sound on the cobblestones, but he knew it would be foolish to do so, and his damn curiosity drove him to do so.

A tall and thin figure appeared in the shadows. He peeled off the hood of the cloak and stopped halfway. He noticed Felix's presence. He turned around and looked directly at Felix.

After Felix returned to the old world, he did not engage in theft activities. The vulgar Norscan barbarians, the lizards that looked like humanoid creatures, the terrifying elves that suddenly appeared by the lake, all kinds of bugs and beasts in the jungle, and That giant beast as big as a mountain, the trip to the mysterious continent caused too much psychological trauma to him. He usually hooks up with widows to vent the pressure in his heart, so his stealing skills are inevitably a bit unfamiliar. He knew that the figure had spotted him, because he was less than five meters away from the figure. He was too careless, he was too close. He tried to look nonchalant, like an innocent passerby, but it was a pointless ruse.

The figure seemed to know why Felix appeared here. His gaze made Felix's soul tremble deeply. His eyes were so deep and indifferent, as if he had seen through everything. He peeled away the layers of lies and disguises from Felix and delved deep into Felix's heart.

"It would be good for you to forget that you have ever seen me." After finishing speaking, the figure disappeared into the eternal night.

Felix returned to his house, his heart beating rapidly, his hand holding the wine glass constantly shaking, the delicious wine spilling on the expensive carpet, and the encounter with the figure made him panic. He found that he couldn't forget those eyes that looked straight into his soul. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he felt. It was as if those eyes were ruthless sharp blades, cruelly cutting him into pieces, one knife after another, into bloody pieces of flesh.

Night is Felix's domain. He lives in the darkness, but everything changes after contact with the figure. It is the figure that really lives in the darkness, and he is just a joke. He can no longer believe in the darkness, Ranald She no longer protects him. He doesn't like things that can't be explained, and he doesn't like being deceived. He knows that he is standing on the edge of a very dangerous situation. He couldn't even imagine the stakes involved. Maybe he should leave Altdorf. Usually when he encountered this kind of situation, he would choose to run away.

Felix hung the bolt on the bedroom door and locked himself in the bedroom. Even though he knew he was safe, he still couldn't sleep. He just lay there in the darkness, staring at the ceiling. He kept thinking. When it was almost dawn, he suddenly realized that the figure he saw was definitely not a human being, but a terrifying existence. Yes, those eyes betrayed the figure. There was no trace of humanity in the eyes. They were cruel and cunning only possessed by killers. He thought of the human killers he had met in the underground world before, and of the elves he had seen by the lake in the mysterious continent. . When he thought of this, he sat up suddenly from the bed.

It didn't matter if he didn't sit down. As soon as he sat up, Felix was startled again. From the corner of his eye, he saw the black velvet chair he usually used to sit and look towards the Emperor's Square. His eyes widened at that moment. , his twitching heart seemed to rise directly to his throat. He didn't know when a person suddenly appeared in the bedroom where he was alone. He was sure that the person was the figure he saw not long ago. The figure crossed his legs and silently tasted his treasured Bretonnian wine, calmly through the The bedroom window looks towards the bronze statue of Sigmar on the Emperor's Square.

"You don't look well. It's important to rest, Felix." The figure turned to look at Felix who stood up and froze there, and then he said politely.

"Do you know me?" Felix swallowed hard and said with difficulty.

"Of course, believe me, you will become a magical thief next. When others know what you have done, your name will go down forever, and they will praise you as the greatest thief of all time. , ah! How beautiful and legendary, I even want to take your place." The figure continued to say politely.

"It's almost dawn, so I won't go around in circles with you. You have to help me complete one thing next, a brass ring..." He stood up and leaned against the window to look at the figure in the Emperor's Square. After he finished speaking, he An almost substantial magical energy appeared at his fingertips, and then this energy entered Felix's body. Just as Felix was rolling on the bed and wailing, he disappeared the moment before dawn.

Felix, who had recovered from the pain, covered his face with his hands in despair. After a long time, when the Emperor's Square became lively, he got up from the bed. He paced uneasily in the bedroom, knowing that he was again Make the wrong choice, and a great thief relies not only on skill, but also on luck. He discovers that luck has deserted him since his return to the Old World from the Mysterious Continent, and that instead of returning to his residence, he should flee Altdorf immediately. But now he can't escape. He has to complete the task assigned to him by the figure. He can feel the energy surging in his body, and he has to complete the task assigned to him by the figure.

"Continue." When Felix said this, Darkus turned his head and looked at Drusala. Seeing Drusala shaking his head, he nodded. He knew that the figure should be very cunning. What Felix said The magic and energy felt should be an illusion, so that since Felix is ​​deceived, after Felix is ​​discovered, such as now, there will be no reverse tracking and positioning through magic.

"By the way." Darkus, who suddenly thought about something, interrupted Felix who was about to continue speaking. He then asked, "You mean it was almost dawn? Then what did you see him look like? Or does it have any characteristics? Other than the eyes."

"He...he has no hair, yes, he has no hair!"