Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 163 13. Something Like

The huge black steel door closed silently behind Dacius, and the throne room fell into darkness again. He felt Malekith's scorching gaze on him, and he lowered his head slightly.

"You really look like him." The voice of the Witch King Malekith seemed to come out of his throat alive, as hard and unyielding as black steel that had been tempered thousands of times, and his words rumbled like hot wind in a forge.

After speaking, Malekith stood slowly from the throne, moving slightly in the darkness, the soles of his shoes made a frightening and piercing rubbing sound with his footsteps, and the gaps in Midnight's armor leaked out of the astonishing sound as he walked. red light.

"Like who?" Dacius blinked, his mind full of curiosity and questions.

The sound of steel rubbing was getting closer to Dacius, and more red light outlined the various parts of Malekith's body.

"If Heli was here, she would be surprised, right?" Malekith said playfully.

Malekith's orange eyes startled Dacius, and the sadness and loneliness in Malekith's eyes made Dacius even more shocked.At the same time, there is an astonishing, greedy desire for dominance in the eyes, giving people a sense of treachery and cunning.Most importantly, there was an innate pride in Malekith's eyes, the pride of trying to emulate a living god, yet unwilling to admit failure, to reject the judgment of others.It was a kind of pride that had once defied the will of the gods, even though the struggle was hopeless, and still chose to defy the gods and fate.

"You look very much like him now, Dak? Us!" Malekith's voice was like a heavy drum beating deep underground, full of strength and confidence, which came from thousands of It was cultivated by reciting ancient spells and fighting in countless battles over the years.

Dacius originally thought he would feel nervous and fearful, but what he didn't expect was that at this moment his heart was filled with pity.Malekith's voice was full of hostility and hatred, and something else, he thought for a moment before realizing what it was, loneliness!

Malekith seemed amused by Dacius' eyes.

Dacius was also surprised that he still had such a sense of humor. As the chosen one of the three elf gods, he noticed that there seemed to be something else in the air, which might be a faint trace of the Asuryan holy fire.It seemed that the holy flame was still burning on Malekith's body, which must have been left behind after Malekith tried to enter the holy fire thousands of years ago, and a wild idea began to appear in his mind.He wanted to blurt out now, telling Malekith that the roast was not cooked enough and the craftsmanship was not enough, and he should go to the Asuryan holy fire to roast it again!Yes, stud is a kind of wisdom, he thought that Malekith would be very happy to accept his suggestion and give him a good fruit to eat.

"You remind me of my former adjutant."

"I don't know how many generations have passed between Newkel and I, and then I look like Newkel's uncle? This is a bit outrageous." Dacius understood what Malekith said at this time. Who does it seem to be referring to, combined with the Hollyben that Malekith just said, that is Hollyben's father, Annasara's uncle, Newkel's uncle, Alandrian.

"My lord, I will prove that I will be as good as Alandrian!" Dacius bowed his head and said with certainty.

Malekith stood in front of Dacius, visible heat radiating from the seams of his armor, obscuring the air around Dacius.

"Kneel to me then! Prove your allegiance to me!" Malekith hissed, his burning orange eyes narrowing even more.

"There are so many magic items on you, little one! No! That's it! I suddenly came up with a brilliant idea." Malekith's iron hand grabbed Dacius' shoulder, interrupting Dacius's shoulder. His actions.He swiped past Dacius and slowly circled Dacius.

"Spirit Phoenix Idea King, right? Role-playing, right? Cosplay, right?" Dacius could feel Malekith's cold eyes scrutinizing him constantly, reminding him of the black dragon in the yard outside. With a passing glance, he saluted slightly again.

Afterwards, Malekith's eyes swept over Maranul's body again, and Maranul also saluted Malekith.Dacius turned his head to look at his brother. His brother's eyes were full of fear, and his body was trembling slightly. This was a very normal behavior, but his brother was not embarrassing.

Malekith looked at Sirsis next to Maranur again, and soon Sirthis led Maranur out of the dark throne room.

The huge black steel door closed silently again.

Malekith returned to his thorny throne again, Newkel turned his head to look at Dacius, Dacius froze for a moment, then reacted.

"My lord, should I stand below or above?" Dacius began to slowly approach the throne, looking at the steps of the throne, he suddenly asked Malekith.

The steps of the throne are divided into three tiers. Standing below the throne is obviously too far away from Malekith sitting on the throne, and standing on the top of the throne is obviously too close to Malekith.

At this moment, Dacius had already reached the bottom of the side of the steps.

"What do you think? Dacius?" Malekith asked playfully.

"What do you mean by companionship like a tiger? A year ago, I was sitting on the throne of Lord Mazdamurdi, the emperor of Lustria, and lashing out at Fangqiu, worrying about the fate of the world. Now it has become a servant again. Damn, this gap is too big!" Dacius thought about it quickly, then put these thoughts behind his head, and started to walk up the steps from the side.

"When the ancestor Alandrian was still there, there was no such thing as the etiquette of the three swords, so I chose to stand here!" Dacius walked up the three steps slowly and stood by the side of the throne. later.

"Funny little guy."

Anasara and Newkel stood below, looking a little dazed. They didn't know if they were worried about Dacius' recklessness and rudeness, or they didn't expect that His Majesty the Witch King would agree to let Dacius stand by his side. After reacting, the mother and son quickly turned their heads and looked at each other. They didn't know what kind of eyes they could see in the dark throne room. What does keus express.

But although Dacius couldn't see everything in the pitch-black throne room, he still couldn't see the meaning expressed in the eyes of Annasara, mother and son in the distance.

"The construction of the Black Ark is too slow, Newkel!" Malekith asked his former adjutant.

"Your Majesty, the black ark shipyard in Krakalund has done its best. I promise that within a year, the black ark in the dock will be ready to launch!" Newkel said with his head bowed.

Malekith said nothing, obviously not satisfied with the answer.He became more and more impatient, but he also knew that the black ark was not something he could conjure up immediately. Now that this one was launched, what about the next one?

"Respected Your Majesty, your adjutant Dacius thought of a way to find some marble structures on the coasts of the world, and then use magic to cut these marbles, float to the sea and bring them back to Karakarond It is being processed, and preparations are underway now, and the plundering ship for detection has already set off." Newkel did not make a fool of himself, but said [-].

Then they talked about the issue of food, and there was no mistake in Nukel's answer, and soon Annasara, mother and son left.

Murder and theft of all kinds are common in Drutch society, as the ruling Malekith tolerates any and all acts, except of course those that inconvenience his rule.He once wanted to rule the people of Naggaroth like his father did, but instead, he found that he couldn't handle his people cursed by Cairne.Just like when Naggarond was founded, he intended his Black Tower to rival Ulthuan's mansion in splendor and splendor, however, as time passed, he lost interest in pomp and ephemeral indulgence, while He also renounced the traditional ways of ruling his people.

Much of the time afterward it was Malekith who started the discord, as anarchy helped weed out the weak, thus making his subjects stronger.For this reason, he deliberately provoked the struggle among the powerful, instigated the uprising of countless slaves, and let those sects kill each other.Such turmoil often plunged the land of Naggaroth into scorching and bloody ruins. He didn't care about the death of the weak, but the life of the strong.

But only Naggaroth in the north can play like this, and Krakalund in the south needs to be stable, because it is so important there. Most of the food in Drucci society is produced there. The Black Ark shipyard and Other shipyards, large and small, are all there. If Krakalund falls into scorched and bloody ruins, it will be a mess, so Krakalund needs a stable and loyal family like the Hell's Calamity, Add to that the Hellborne family's close relationship with Malekith, and Anasara's relationship with his annoying mother.

"He is even better than I imagined. When he stood next to His Majesty, he really looked like him. I seem to have returned to when I was young." Newkel, who came out, couldn't help but sigh with emotion in a low voice.

"Yeah, it's really like it." Anna Sara nodded slightly and agreed.

Soon, Annasara, mother and son saw Maranul standing blankly in the reception room. After Newker mentioned Maranur and greeted Sirsis, the mother and son quickly They left in a hurry, and the mother and son, who were familiar with the road, didn't actually need to lead the way.

Dacius stayed in the throne room for a long time and didn't come out. He just stood there, unable to lean against the throne or the wall behind.And he suddenly felt that the throne room was very, very cold, maybe the black magic had failed.Fortunately, he was next to Malekith, and the scorching heat from Malekith's body warmed him like a bonfire.His head hurts when he thinks of standing here all the time, it's the same as standing guard, and it's still like 996, no, it's 007!

"Are you bored?" Malekith leaned on the throne, his right index finger carved something on the armrest of the throne.

"My lord, yes, and I'm a little hungry."

"You don't seem to have that fear?"

"My lord, you are an elf with a great mission. You can definitely create a more glorious era. An ordinary person like me should work under your shade. I should be happy, not afraid." Da Keus said such absurd and unruly words in this environment, he couldn't understand how he said these words, maybe this is really a blood talent?Who knows?
Malekith laughed out loud when he heard this sentence, and his laughter echoed throughout the throne room. He hadn't been this happy for a long time. Thinking of what Ryan said when he parted with Alandrian, he suddenly stopped laughing.

"Then do you have any way to relieve boredom?" Malekith's sudden high mood just now suddenly became low again, he said in a low voice.

"My lord, maybe you can teach me the dwarf language? I think I will use it someday?" Dacius wondered if Malekith might need someone who could understand him to entertain him?After thinking about it, he said directly.

"Hahaha! It's reversed! It's reversed! Alright, I'll teach you." Malekith said with a big smile after his sudden depression just now suddenly rose again.

Duckusti’s way of relieving boredom is indeed a bit outrageous. You must know that when Malekith traveled to the old world and met dwarves, it was Alandrian who first mastered the dwarf language and began to translate and coordinate Malekith and dwarves. Not long after the communication between them, Alandrian began to teach Malekith the dwarven language.Now it was the other way around, and the descendants of the Alilandrian family asked Malekith to teach him the dwarf language.There are dwarven slaves in the Drucci society, and the slave owners of some construction teams master the dwarven language. What's even more outrageous is that Malekith actually agreed. How boring is this?

"Your brother stayed in the throne room of His Majesty the Witch King?" Sirsis went out for a walk, and when he came back, he noticed that the little guy named Dacius hadn't left the throne room for a long time. Come out, he walked to Maranul's side and asked in a low voice.You must know that an attendant of his level can only stay here. He is not so naive as to think that the little guy has died in the throne room.

"should be?"

"Why?" Sirsis lowered his tone as much as possible, but still asked loudly.

But the sound didn't attract the attention of the other Druccis. It's not that the busy Druccis couldn't hear them, but they didn't look this way.

"Because he's my younger brother? Is there any place to eat around here? I'm a little hungry." Malanur actually understood everything in his heart, but he still pretended not to understand and asked blankly.

"What's the matter?" Dacus came over and asked, he came out of the dark throne room, he wanted to eat, he felt that he was very hungry and tired at this moment.

"Why were you able to stay in His Majesty's throne room for so long?" Sirsis asked the question again.

"Because I'm his younger brother? Is there any place to eat near here? I'm a little hungry." Dacius said politely after nodding to Sirsis.

(End of this chapter)