Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 11. Chapter 11

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

"Well said, Baldek Blackblade of the Thousand Eaters. I accept your surrender. You will be treated fairly until you are handed over to our Duke Herpens de Liones."

Dacius then said politely: "I don't know if you can give me a last helping hand? You captured us the moment I was preparing dinner. Can you give me a chance to eat my last meal? If you It would be a great honor for me to join.”

Joniva and Bassestine looked at each other, and Bassestine said, "Why not?" The noble curved sword of Keus.

Bassestine also got off his horse, looked at Dacius, and imitated his father's intimidating tone and said, "Be careful, Drucci. If there is any abnormal movement, you and your subordinates will be punished with the most painful death."

"Take a 6 alone, and you tell Drucci the most painful death?" After thinking about it, Dacius said with a smile: "I assure you, my lord, the food is cooked by myself. It is neither poisonous nor harmful. No medicine will be given. I swear to Loic, the faithful god, that you will eat your fill and leave the tent unscathed." He made an elegant noble salute.

The interior of the tent is made of interwoven silk in a Druzzi-style pattern, illuminated by ceiling candle lights.A small feast was set on a long, handsome table, and the tent was filled with scents.

Two Drucci nobles and two Bretonnian nobles sat opposite each other to enjoy the feast.

Joniva held a wine glass and asked Dacus curiously: "You said you belonged to the Thousand Chew family, so why are you called Black Blade? Shouldn't you be called Thousand Bitter?"

Dacius smiled and poured the wine into the glass and said, "This is my life experience, and this story is too long to tell. Would you like to hear this story?"

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

Joniva and Bathurst remained vigilant, alert to any changes.But stories are the best entertainment at the table of Bretonnian nobles.

Dacius took a sip of his wine gracefully and said, "This is a very clichéd thing." Then he cut off a piece of the barbecue on the plate.He continued with a heavy tone: "A long time ago, chaos spewed out of the chasm and swept the world. Following in the footsteps of the first Phoenix King, Aenarion, we drove out chaos, closed the chaotic chasm, and saved the world. Then our rightful Phoenix King Malekith was not recognized, civil war broke out, father and son brothers of the same family drew swords, mother chased the child with a sword in the street, the child stabbed the mother with a spear. After a long battle, Countless cities and villages were destroyed, our homeland, the Kingdom of Nagareth, was torn apart, and those who were loyal to the Phoenix King were exiled. My family came to Naggaroth on a black ark. The name Naggaroth commemorates Nagareth, our former homeland. The black ark washed up on the shore of the Chilling Sea and ran aground, where the family settled down and took root."

Flanes next to him was eating the steak in front of him calmly, and he could understand Bretonnian.

"Bassudin, this steak is incomparable, you must try it." Joniva interrupted Dacius' story, pushing the steak to Bassudin.

Dacius raised his eyebrows and said, "Thank you for your recognition of my cooking skills. You can try this baked snail. I made it according to Bretonnia's recipe."

"Go on, please. I'm interested in your story."

Dacius continued his narration: "The war lasted for generations, and countless divided families fought countless battles for the Phoenix King and the false king. Wars came and went, each family thought the other was dead, or was killed. Time has forgotten. In a battle, my father met my mother. When I was still in the Kingdom of Nagareth, my mother’s family’s manor was next to the Qianche family’s manor. The relationship between the two families has been friendly for generations. Unfortunately, she was captured and gave birth to me."

Flanais was drinking port wine from his glass, and when he heard that Dacius made up such an outrageous story, he really couldn't help but almost choked the wine into his lungs.Feeling the strange gaze, Flanais put down the wine glass and said in Bretonnia: "I'm sorry, my lords, I'm just recovering from a serious injury."

Dacius glanced at Flanais and continued to speak in a sad tone: "My mother passed away shortly after giving birth to me, I was excluded by the family since I was a child, my father and brothers beat and scolded me wantonly, and regarded me as a disgrace to the family. Once, my brother stuffed me into a wooden barrel, and there was a poisonous stone adder in it. I pinched its head tightly with my hands, and I stayed with the poisonous snake overnight. I went hunting, I was so happy that I couldn't sleep all night, I thought they finally accepted me, and it turned out."

While speaking, Dacius suddenly stopped, and looked up at the candles on the ceiling. The candle light shone on Dacius' face, and tears swirled in his eyes.

"I was the prey, my brothers kept chasing me, I could only run as hard as I could, kept running, they deliberately shot arrows beside me, kept laughing, insulting me, humiliating me. I want to turn around and face them calmly and fight them, but I really can't muster up the courage, I'm a waste, I hate it so much."

Dacius picked up the wine glass and drank the grape wine in one gulp, adjusted his mood, and then said: "I am sixteen this year, according to the tradition of the Druzzi society, when nobles become adults at the age of 16, they need to conduct a plundering voyage trial. Lian, the captain left the ship after he threw me on the shore, and I can't go back, and I don't have to go back."

The calf's story is full of loopholes, but no one can resist believing it.

Bathurstine sighed, shook his head and said, "Bastard, alas."

Dacius continued: "I have an older brother named Lakas."

Joniva raised his head abruptly and asked, "Drucci invaded Brionne in 996 of the Bretonnian calendar, and the Duke of Corentin was killed in battle. The leader is called Lacas. Is he your brother?"

Dacius nodded and said, "Yes, that's him."

Joniva and Bathurstine looked at each other, surprise and then disappointment in their eyes.

Joniva sighed and said, "The family of the Duke of Corentin is extinct."

Dacius closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the rising tide outside. It was like thunder rolling, and the tide was getting closer and closer, like a mighty army rushing forward.

"Feel sorry."

(End of this chapter)