Warhammer Seal

Chapter 11 Dark Elf Friends
In the depths of the alley, Wende never thought that this block is so complicated and the underground space is so intricate.

Moreover, the person who kidnapped him was not the guard of Marienburg at all, but the local eyes and ears.

The Merchant Association spends money to hire a lot of people to patrol the city. Once an unknown guy is found, he can be arrested and interrogated immediately.

Indeed, after entering through the Rick Gate, Wende's actions were completely like a spy's, and the Rick leader's side seemed to have been uneasy.

These eyes and ears naturally tied Wende to the chair and started an efficient trial.

"Name, and then who?"

Throwing the dagger in his hand, the two ears and eyes did not look at Wende.

"Wend, one, one scholar."

"Oh? Scholar? What are you doing in Marienburg?"

"make money."

This reason is unassailable. Anyone who comes to Marienburg does so to make money.

"Do you make money by spying? Or do you make money by stealing?"

"Do you need a spy? If I can, I choose to be a spy. Stealing is too difficult for me."

After such an answer, Wende praised his IQ, successfully threw out the suspicion, and even faked that he didn't know anything.

The two eyes and ears glanced at each other, and nodded slightly. Country people would of course wander around when they entered Marienburg, and there was only one problem to be determined.

Is this guy named Wende a scholar?

"Since you are a scholar, then sing a song casually."

"no problem!"

Hey, when it comes to this question, the stone hanging in Wende's heart finally fell. I don't understand academic issues, but I can sing a lot.

"Vulgar or elegant?"

"Of course it's vulgar. We're not aristocrats, so we don't listen to those elegant music."

Wen De cleared his throat, sorted out the rhyme of the lyrics, and sang directly.

"That night, you didn't reject me, and that night, I hurt you."

Or.

"You are my lover, a woman like an iris, with your fiery red lips, I am endlessly fascinated in the midnight."

The iris is the sacred flower of Bretonnia and the banner flower of the saint Herpens de Lyonis 500 years ago.

If this song had been sung in Bretonnia, it would have been hanged on the side of the road.

But this is Marienburg, and Bretonnia has always been unhappy.

Simple lyrics, simple melody, very easy to learn, both ears and eyes quickly learned how to sing.

They didn't have any doubts about Wende's identity as a scholar, and immediately released them. They even intimately said that they would take Wende to the Elf District to see if they could get some inspiration for creating new songs.

In the following days, everyone in Marienburg learned these two vulgar songs, and the whole city was filled with a happy atmosphere, and the stability was improved to a certain extent.

But this is something to come. Under the escort of the two merchant associations, Wende came all the way to the elf area, and even got a silver coin as a reward for the bard.

The Elf District is the last area in the northeast of Marienburg. The elf colony that used to be present, and the past that the high elves say is at least 5000 years old.

Now this is the territory of humans, but the houses and ships of the high elves can be seen from the port.

There are trade regulations between Marienburg and the High Elves.

The port handles elven jewelry from Ulthuan and the woven garments of the Empire, as well as trade in many other resources.

The policy of the high elves sea power empire also allowed them to set up elven embassies in all port cities, and the eyes and ears of the high elves are everywhere.

This forced Wende to only wander around the periphery of the elf area, and then immediately set off for the shield block south of the elf area.

"The Shield Block isn't as elegant as Gold Fort, but it's more vibrant, and I can strike some big deals with the elves here without having to join an exchange or go through human intermediaries at the gates of elf town. Hang out at the right club, and they'll think you're qualified to do business there—we all look the same to them." - Disciple of Ranald, god of trade
This is a good place to trade everything, not just goods.

It's like passing by a shampoo room, although you won't go in, you will still sneak a glance.

Of course, the shield block has the kind of occupation you know. This is not the corruption of Slaanesh, but a normal physiological need.

Take a sneak peek without any Slaanesh corruption.

But seeing this made Wende a little dumbfounded.

A peach-colored cottage, obviously a small shop opened by a certain practitioner, she herself is sitting in the shop in a beautiful way, playing with a dagger in her hand.

Her eyes immediately made Wende recognize her true identity, which was actually an elf.

Coupled with that black hair, serious and gloomy, with the edges and corners of a soldier and the fierceness of an assassin in his gestures, he lacks a relaxed and happy smile, and is very sensitive to a safe distance.

"Dark Elf!"

My heart sank suddenly, I just knew that the dark elves were very good at lurking in every corner, and that they were second only to Ratmen assassins in terms of martial arts.

He couldn't sit idly by and walked into this small shop immediately.

"How did you pay for it?"

"Hahaha, ten copper coins for one time, I only need you to be whipped twice by me, and I can give you supreme pleasure."

"Is everyone so perverted, Drucci?"

Druzzi is what the dark elves call themselves, and it is also a derogatory name for them by the high elves.

This is not something a human being should know. The dagger in his hand was immediately reversed, and his footsteps hovered behind Wende like a ghost.

"It seems that there are many secrets in you, human being, I should dig out your heart and keep you quiet forever."

"Kane on board."

Speaking nonsense to others is one of Wende's few life-saving skills.

When hearing that Kane, the god worshiped by the dark elves, was heard from the human mouth, the female dark elf's face was excited at first, and then puzzled.

"You are a human, why do you worship Kane?"

"Can you tell me first how you came to Marienburg?"

The entire city is full of humans, and this dark elf survived by disguising herself as an ordinary person. For her, Wen De, who suddenly appeared and believed in Kane, seemed to be her only partner.

"My name is Ruixi, a witch spirit in Gorond City."

Wende nodded, and drew the entire map of Naggaroth from memory, and at the same time put his finger on Gorond, the dark elf city and Rishi's hometown.

Ruixi looked surprised, temporarily relaxed her vigilance towards Wende, and began to tell her own story.

"A month ago."

Ruixi said, and then placed her slender fingers on Naggarond, the capital city of the dark elves.

"Great Witch King, Lord Malekith."

Then he pointed to the dark elf force next to him named Hal Gansi.

"They attacked the arena together, and I was their enemy. The power of the Witch King is amazing. In that battle, I became a slave, put on shackles, and sat on the black ark."

Is there a black ark near Marienburg?This is not good news.Wende looked nervous.

Rishi laughed.

"I will not be a slave forever. In a pirate attack, the black ark was destroyed, and I managed to escape and drifted all the way to Marienburg. I only need to wipe off my eye shadow, straighten my hair, and soften my expression , no one will know that I am a dark elf."

"The story is over, friend, do you want to spend money when you come to my place?"

Look at this dark elf named Ruixi, and her strong thighs, delicate waist, and dexterous hands.

"Of course, of course I want to spend a wave."

(End of this chapter)