Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 153 3. My Father
"The style of painting has changed."

Most of the guards stationed on the walls of the stronghold had participated in the Twilight Tide, and some were added later. It has not been more than five years since Dacius made a trip to the south, and these guards have not been rotated yet.

Soon, the guards guarding the wall of the village recognized Dacius. After notifying the centurion, the gate of the village opened slowly, and the team began to file in.

The current forest farm is used as a transfer station for the animal trainers of the Hell's Calamity family. There are a lot of cages piled up around the square in the stockade, and there are endless noises, roars of wild animals and shouts of animal trainers.

The team stood in the square without saying a word, and the animal trainers belonging to the disaster family of hell did not dare to approach rashly. After saluting, they began to get busy with their own affairs.

"Go to Nightwatch Castle and tell Steward Dia that I'm back, and get a carriage when I get back." Dacius directly ordered to a centurion he knew well.

On the way back, Dacius neither reminded nor threatened or insinuated anything to these smart Druzzi.

But one night before returning to the forest farm, Drucci in the team gave Dacius a job. They stood neatly in two rows and swore an oath to Dacius.Dacius nodded, and didn't say anything. He knew that no matter how these Druzzi swore, Newkel would impose an insurance policy on them.

In the afternoon, a carriage arrived at the forest farm. Dacius didn't choose to stay at the forest farm for one night, but returned directly to Nightwatch Castle.

The Hongdu River is still the same river, and the manor is still the same garden.Also, the cold wind blowing from the Black Ridge Mountains is still the same wind, and the depressing painting style is also the same wind.

Led by the city guards, Dacius's team passed through the Shrieking Gate and entered the simple folk customs of Krakalond.The virtues in the city are still the same, children's cries, curses, screams, objects colliding and moaning can still be heard from the common people's houses, and the manors in the aristocratic districts are still brightly lit, and parties are held with staggered lights.

"It's still the same smell."

Baigne sat in the carriage, thick velvet curtains shielding him from the Druzzi society.After all, he retired from the Black Guard of Naggarond, and he is still the master of the Black Tower.It's not good for anyone to hear rumors spread to the ears of the Witch King Malekith, especially since his arm is still back to normal and is no longer disabled.

"Does that mean that I can recruit a large number of physically disabled retired veterans in Naggaros?" Dacius gave up after thinking for a while. If he recruited from various cities, his eyes were mixed.Who knows what they used to do, did he have to do background checks one by one.Besides, according to Du Luqi's urgency, the number of disabled veterans will not be so many, so what's the effort?At that time, pull up the fertility and go directly to Anaheim for a practice lap, and the survivors will be veterans.

Dacius chose to go around for Baine, and he hasn't returned for several years. He doesn't know much about the current social situation in Druzzi, but he learned from several centurions in the forest farm that the black man of the Hell's Calamity family The Ark Vicious Temple returned to Krakalond a few days ago, as for Dastan Cold-eyed Black Ark Herald of Despair, it is still early, and it has not been five years yet.

After passing the crossroads in the noble district, Dacius looked up at the towering Tower of Destruction.He felt an indescribable sense of separation, as if one second he was making countless decisions that determined the fate of others, and the next second, he returned to the village to help pick vegetables and kill pigs.Absurd?He couldn't describe the feeling.

There was no difference, they went back to their respective houses, and Dacius asked the Druzzi dignitaries in the team to follow him to Nightwatch Castle.

"Master Newkel is waiting for you in the study."

After Dacius stuffed a beautifully shaped ruby ​​into the hands of the Diya steward who greeted him at the gate of Nightwatch Castle, he began to greet him.

"Sorry, young master."

When Dacius entered the Night Governor's mansion, Steward Dia lowered his head and said something endless.

"? Sorry? What the hell? My father?" Dacius didn't think much about it, anyway, he had already prepared his mind.Besides, his father went to sea when he was a child, and it won't cause anything. Who are you?You are not a farce like my son.As for what feelings?Stop it.

This time I didn't encounter Malanur's prank attack, so maybe where did I go again.Malanur parties are held every day, and they can eat everywhere, unlike his ascetic brother Dacius.

The hall on the first floor was brightly lit, but also empty.Dacius didn't see the family's law enforcement champion Kesley, nor did he see his admiral uncle Dulias and his father, only a few Druzzi servants stood there quietly, seeing his Salute him when he appears.

"It's not as good as the Great Iqi Pyramid in Itaza. It's empty and deserted. It doesn't feel like home at all." Dacius was thinking as he walked.

Soon, Dacius came to Newker's study, and after handing over the weapon to the waiter Drucci who was standing at the door, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

When Dacius came back, he had already thought about it. He wanted to actively communicate with Young Master Newkel. He didn’t want to communicate with Young Master Newkel after learning about it from Drucci who accompanied him. That would make him a little passive. .

Only a small number of Druzzi in Krakalund knew that Dacius, the killing star, went to the southern Lustria continent, and most of the Druzzi believed that he went to plunder with a ship.

Presumably by this time, the news of the return of the disaster family of Hell has already begun to spread in the elite circles of Krakalund. Dacius did not choose to hide it. It is enough to hide well.

"Come in!" A powerful voice came from the door of the study.

Dacius took a deep breath and pushed the door in. After entering, he closed the door, took a small step forward with his right foot, tapped his left cheek to the ground, raised his hands horizontally, and bowed his head to salute.

"Good evening! Young Master!"

"Don't be nervous, come sit down and have something to eat." In the study, Newkel didn't sit at the desk, but sat at the dining table. After observing Dacius for a while, he said something that Dacius seemed familiar with. lines.

Dacius put down his hands, walked slowly to the dining table and sat down, looking directly at Newkel, who was still middle-aged as before, with an imperceptible aging in his majesty and calmness.

The exquisite patterned wooden chair is equipped with a comfortable cushion, as for what material it is made of?Dacius didn't know, and didn't want to know.This time, he looked around the study room and observed it. Different from other Drucci's room styles, there was an Asur style everywhere in the room?Why did he know, because he had seen similar ones when he was trying to raid the town of Asur.

A variety of very old and fine bronze trays were set on the table with clay jugs filled with pungent blood wine and two goblets, cold meats, bread, jugs, fish stew and biscuits .

Maybe Newkel was born from the Kingdom of Osuannagares, and his eating and living habits have always remained the same as when he was young. To put it bluntly, he is very Azul.

"This is a gift I brought back to you from the Lustria continent." Dacius put the fragments of organ stones wrapped in flannel cloth on the side of the dining table, and carefully pushed them to Newkel's side and continued. Said, "Bring this stone on your body, you can be immune to all kinds of corrosion. Of course, if there is too much corrosion, this fragment will be reduced to dust."

"I like this gift very much. It's exactly what I need. Let's eat, it will be cold later." After looking at the organ stone fragments for a few moments, Newkel nodded to Dacius with satisfaction.

Dacius began to eat generously, and he no longer felt the nervousness and panic he felt when he first met Newkel.He found the fish stew delicious and the biscuits wrapped in plantain leaves filling.He decided that Nukkel's precipice was off, and it was nothing like what he had eaten in the canteen of Nightdark Castle.

The family of the disaster of hell is the guarantee and bond that Dacius depends on for his survival in the Drucci society.He still intends to have a confrontation with Newkel to see what the Hell's Calamity family thinks of him.If there is nothing to be done and nothing can be done to reverse it, just run away, this old man Druzzi is wrong, and I will go to Lustria continent to be a Slan.He basically told all about what he saw and heard in Lustria, but deliberately kept some key information, such as the grand plan, the snake and the rat, the Umak ceremony when Itaza set off, and so on.

"Did you meet any danger along the way, snakes, worms, and beasts?"

"Those Slann and Lizardmen didn't embarrass you? Attacked you?"

"During the time of the false king Barshina, Captain Belsarius of the Emerald Sea visited there and met Slann, but what happened to them was not very good."

Newkel was enjoying dinner, quietly listening to Dacius' narration, sometimes nodding, sometimes smiling, and sometimes asking a question during the meal.His dining manners were very elegant, and every move revealed a unique temperament of the old elves and dignitaries.Different from the ruffian-like Drucci nobles, they are as pretentious and hypocritical as the Asur nobles.At this time, he was not like a decisive hero in front of Dacius, but like a benevolent family elder caring for Dacius.

Dacius also said that he saw the Great White Lizard Grok that ravaged Naggaroth in 1700.

"Oh? That's a very dangerous guy. I'm extremely impressed with him."

Dialogue between the smart Truzzi is often straightforward, without undertones and metaphors that would appear silly.Newkel is not a thousand-year-old fox, he is more than 5000 years old.Dacius' knowledge is still too superficial, and Newker clearly knew from the conversation that Dacius had hidden some information, but he didn't tell the truth and get to the bottom of it.

"Very well, you didn't recklessly choose to bring back those Lustrian giant beasts. If you bring them back, we should be on our way to Naggarond to meet His Majesty the Witch King, and you won't be able to eat them." It's a hearty dinner." Newkel put down the tableware elegantly, wiped his mouth, and said with a satisfied expression.

"Giant beasts need a supporting combat system, so that they can have combat effectiveness. A giant beast without a combat system has no combat effectiveness. With orderly cooperation, magic, saturated attack reaper ballista and disaster striker chariot can be cleaned up. Get rid of these monsters. As for politics, you will be very passive, and the Hell disaster family will be very passive. Those families who have long been dissatisfied with the Hell disaster family will try to carve up and find ways to make the Hell disaster family Go to Lustria to get more giant beasts, and then Drucci will be led by the Witch King... Very good, very good, this is good, you are not overwhelmed by external emotions and things, You have a prudence and stability that you don't have at your age." After thinking for a while, Newkel said to Dacius with admiration, and said three good ones in succession.

Dacus admitted that Newkel was right. Newkel had a wealth of experience and insight in commanding operations as a fear lord. He and the animal trainer in his family had caught wild hydras in the Blackridge Mountains, and knew that wild hydras Snake faced the feeling of powerlessness that was fully prepared for Durucci. He also defeated many giant beasts along the way. Giant beasts were also powerless in front of the army. explain.As for politics, he is not so sure at the moment.

"Dacius, not long ago, the Black Ark Vicious Temple came back." After looking at Dacius for a while, Newker said slowly, his tone full of regret and grief, "Tell you a Sad news, your father was shot by a monkey cannon in Tyrell and died in battle."

"I was too young when he went to sea, and I really don't have any impression of him. Should I cry now? Or should I say something else? Go to Tyrell for revenge?" Dacius put down the tableware in his hand, looked at Nucker said seriously.

"what ever."

"Then let's talk about something else? Can I smoke?" Dacius said while slowly taking out a pipe from the arms of the nobleman's robe and putting it on the table.

"Whatever, is this tobacco? Is there any more? I want to try it too. I also have no impression of my father Kedron. I only remember that my father likes to smoke. He has seen a lot of dwarves in his communication with dwarves. He also tried this kind of tobacco and liked it. When I was young, he died in battle in my hometown Nagareth. Knowing that he died in battle, I didn’t cry like you, so At that time, my uncle was preparing to take my place, but your uncle won't." Newkel babbled a lot this time, maybe the pipe brought back his memories, or he lost his love for the family. Sorry for the seniors.

Newkel couldn't get Dacus right. He didn't know how to answer the next sentence. There was a lot of information in Newkel's sentence. He knew that his father had indeed died in the battle, and Didn't die of any conspiracy.He could only stand up slowly, and took out a set of pipes that he was going to give to his brother Maranul from his arms, put them on the dining table and slowly pushed them over, and picked up the candlesticks on the dining table, Light the tobacco in the pipe, then light it for Newkel with the candlestick.

Newkel didn't have the demeanor of an old-fashioned elf aristocrat anymore. He stood up and lit the tobacco a little vulgarly.

Two novice Durutch smokers began coughing and ingesting the noxious substance.

"Young master, do you think this tobacco can be promoted in the Drucci society? I brought some seeds back." Dacius asked after taking a puff and slowly exhaling.

Nukel didn't respond to Duckus, but coughed violently. Obviously, this new Drucci smoker is too new.

"Okay, absolutely fine!" Newkel said after coughing for a while, picked up the goblet and took a sip of the iron-flavored blood wine.

(End of this chapter)