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Chapter 169 19. The Beginning of the Age of Torment

Dacius knew that the death of the black ark admiral named Lanis was not wronged, and this foolish Lanis could think that it was perfect, but in fact it was full of loopholes.After returning from the looting, a group of labor dispatches did not weigh the weight in Karond Karl, but traded on a shoal at Black Creek Spire not far from Karond Karl through a plundering ship, and then the slave owner who participated in the transaction The labor dispatch was transported to Hagrid Graves again, and Drucci under the two sides of the transaction pushed out Lannis and the slave owner.

When Dacius participated in the trial, it didn't matter how the booty was carried in that small port, it was just that his reputation was affected after the trial, and the booty would still have to be weighed in the end.The nature of Lanis's involvement in this matter changed immediately, and it became smuggling, and he lost a pound fee that should have been given to Malekith. As a result, Malekith hit him hard to crack down on tax evasion.

No matter how Lannis explained it, it didn't matter whether there was a tear-jerking story behind it or why it happened. Congratulations to Lannis for stepping into the eternal hall of Durucci's highest dignitaries.The slave master who participated in the transaction was not present, and he was more than a little qualified to participate in the Dark Council, but the slave master's end was very sad.

Looking from the side, Malekith's eyes, ears and eyesight are everywhere in Naggaroth. Malekith knows that leaving it alone and trying to hide it from Malekith are completely different things. At the beginning, Malekith used the metaphor of lucky gold Give Dacius a step down and let him speak out, otherwise he looks a bit similar to the ancestor of Alandrian and he will not be able to withstand what he will face next.This is not PUA and Stockholm Syndrome, but the naked reality.

Originally, Dacius threw Hadrika on the big round table casually, but for some reason Hadrika drew a trajectory on the smooth round table and drew it in front of Kira. It can only be said that he is still too Young, not well-groomed, he estimated that Malekith should have driven the black magic to achieve this effect.

When Hadreka was still passing by the big round table, Kira had already stood up from her seat, and the cold sweat on her forehead was streaming out at this moment. What she said impassionedly just now became a joke at this moment, and she knew that she There will be big trouble next, and now she can't wait to chop up Lanice who caused trouble into scorpion and feed it to the harpies.

Lanis' blood turned into an unpleasant smell of scorching on Malekith's hot iron hand, and he went around to the back of Kira's seat, and his iron hand reached down again to press Kira's shoulder, Kira was directly pressed to sit on the seat.

"Sit, my night watchman, I heard that Karond Karl under your jurisdiction has leaked a hole." Malekith repeated the scene again, his helmet stuck to Kira's face and said softly, saying At that time, his eyes scanned the big round table again, and his eyes scanned every dignitary he saw.

"My lord, I..." Kira was a little dazed at this moment, her heart was filled with fear, and she didn't know how to answer the Witch King.

"My night watchman, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer when the Dark Council convenes next time." Malekith's words were full of jokes, and he took his hand off Kira's shoulder again.

"I obey, Your Majesty." Kira breathed a sigh of relief after speaking, at least the current level has passed.

"The black ark will be auctioned in Naggarond." Malekith said casually to the dignitaries attending the Dark Council.

Dacus knew the meaning of this next time, Lanis did not deal with the follow-up matter well, and if Calond Karl did not satisfy the Witch King during this period, it is estimated that Kira will have to deal with it next time the Dark Conference is held. Step into the eternal palace of Durucci's highest dignitaries.

Kira had to represent Karond Karl to buy back the black ark that Lanis originally belonged to Karond Karl at a high price. No matter how high the price was, Kira had to bite the bullet and buy it back. It's not a matter of a black ark anymore, it's a matter of political stance, and the high price has to satisfy Malekith, the most important thing is that Kira will definitely have to keep her family and the position of the night watchman after returning Fight hard, because Kira will definitely increase the tax during this period, cleanse the dignitaries who do not obey her authority, and give a satisfactory share to His Majesty the Witch King.

Maybe this is Naggaroth's political game, and Malekith is doing this to deliberately stir up discord among the elite of Karond Kar.Dacius could clearly sense that the dignitaries of Callond Karl beside Kira had shown eager eyes and full of malice, and conspiracy and turmoil would appear in Karond Karl soon.

Even though the Drucci society is in such a weird form, there are still laws. One of the laws expressly stipulates that it is illegal to kill the Nightwatch and Valahal (noun, in charge of the city's military) who the Witch King accepted. It is not tolerated by Drucci society, but this does not prevent these dignitaries from taking other actions to engage Kira. There are countless plots and tricks that can be used.If Kira can survive the next Dark Council, then Kira meets Malekith's requirements for the strong. If Kira can't survive, it means that there are no weak people in Naggaroth, and new strong people will appear to replace Kila. Ra, taking the helm of Karond Kar in place of Kira.

"It's really cruel, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me? No, I see endless changes, I see opportunities and profits, maybe I and Karakarond, the representative behind me, can get involved." Da Keus followed Malekith in thought, the corners of his mouth slightly raised and he gave a sinister smile.

"My lord, Hagrid Graves must give me an explanation! My son was left there as a political hostage, but he was injured for no reason." Admiral Barnes of the Black Ark Nagol Baller stood up from his seat and said.

Dacius knew what Barnes was talking about. His son Furlan stayed in Hagrid Grave as a political hostage. In order to ensure peace between Hagrid Grave and the Nagol, It was a settlement after decades of bitter and bloody disputes.But Furlan was tortured by Barnes' nephew Marus, who didn't follow the routine, into a half-crazy and half-stupid psychopath.

The dignitaries who were eating melons looked at Hagrid Grave's night watchman Draka and Valahallehan again. They all knew the relationship between Hagrid Grave and the Black Ark Nagol. broken things in between.

"Do you want to start a war? I have sent a team to hunt down that black blade, and I will give you a satisfactory answer! Barnes, don't push yourself." Draka stood up from his seat, the joints of his armor There seemed to be howling cursed souls, fire and steam seeped from the gaps in the armor, and an evil eye was carved into his ornate helmet, and that eye was also staring at Barnes at this time.

Hagrid Grave's Valahallehan also stood up from his seat and started yelling at each other with his brother-in-law Barnes. Han supports the field.

The other dignitaries are in charge of watching the fun.

Dacus knew that Lehan's youngest son, Marus Blackblade, and Barnes' son, Furlan, were cousins. Barnes' younger sister was a sorceress, and by killing Lehan's former wife, Marus was born for Lehan. It is said that Banes' sister received the will of the gods or did so through divination. The birth of Marus also heralded some kind of omen.As for Barnes' Black Ark Nagor, it is not frozen now, but is wandering in the sea near the Chaos Wasteland in the north of Caronde Carr, which can not only train soldiers, but also send some Yankees. Only go to Krakarond to maintain and resupply the Black Ark when necessary.

Soon after the two sides quarreled for a few words, they sat down again in a very tacit understanding, and the council hall fell silent again, as if there had been no quarrel just now.They seemed to be performing some kind of political performance just now, for Malekith and the dignitaries present. From Dacius’s point of view, they didn’t seem to want to fight, but just wanted to find a way out. They hoped that Malekith Si can come forward to mediate again, but Dacius, who knows the direction of the script, knows that this is basically impossible.

"I have already mediated once, why should I mediate a second time?" Malekith said coldly.

Sure enough, as Dacius expected, he knew that if Draka could not give Barnes a satisfactory answer, the two sides would fight again. This satisfactory answer meant sending Marus to his uncle Barnes. before, but he knew that the final script was for Marus to take advantage of it and become Hagrid Grave the Nightward.But this is not in his interest. It seems that he will have to find a chance to kill Marus in the future. He can only kill this variable. He has no other choice. Isn't it nonsense that Si will forgive him, and then be conquered by his charisma and surrender to him?According to Marus' character, even Malekith was not convinced, and always wanted to find a chance to touch him.By the way, where is Marus now?Have you met the fetter Zhakan?He couldn't help but look forward to the scene of the next meeting.

The council hall was so quiet, it seemed that there were no more conflicts to be resolved among the dignitaries, and they gave the stage to Malekith.Their eyes followed Malekith again until Malekith stopped before the throne, at the Aenarion emblem set in gold and emeralds on the marble slab.Infused with the heat from Malekith's footsteps, the emblem began to squirm, as if alive, illuminating Malekith with golden light.

"This damned wilderness has never been our home. We must take Ulthuan back. We must start preparing for the next expedition. There is no failure in this expedition, only death or victory!" Malekith said slowly, he His tone was full of ice-coldness.

This announcement did not arouse the disbelief and fear of the powerful, they are still listening quietly, they know it is time to return to Ulthuan.They are smart enough to know that if there is any dissent and chatter at this time, Malekith will ruthlessly let them enter the Hall of Eternity.

"Drucci's blood belongs to me, I made you, my will stripped away all the weakness in your heart, my vision has injected strength into your body. What you think, what you desire, what you hope, All created by me! Durucci is mine, formed by my will, shaped by my deeds, I have built a great and terrible nation!" Malekith roared.

"Drucci will sweep Ulthuan, our treacherous cousin is ripe for conquest! It's time to spare the blood of your warriors to protect a land you despise, a desolate land full of scorn and mockery land! I tell you, I tell you all, it will not! We will not bleed our troops to defend this detestable wilderness! If we are going to fight, we are going to fight a war worth fighting We will fight for the land that is ours! We will fight for the inheritance that is ours, for the land we were born with! Ulthuan is what we desire, and it is Drucci's destiny to conquer Ulthuan! Crown of Ulthuan and Aenarion! Ulthuan and my birthright!"

Malekith's personal speech continued, his orange eyes gleaming menacingly in his midnight armor.

"The next crusade we will gather every warrior, every knight, every pirate, and every beastmaster of Naggaroth. We will raise a vast army to the shores of Ulthuan, A black ark, every hell dragon, every marauder, anything worth going to sea will assemble into the strongest fleet the gods have ever seen! In the past, Drucci walked against Asur Stagger, because you always restrain yourselves! Hold back! Next time, there will be no such cowardice. You will fight Ulthuan with all your strength, and nothing will be stopped, only victory or death!"

In the middle of Malekith's speech, Newkel had stood up from his seat, Walter and Clakarond's dignitaries also stood up, and Anasara also stood up.The dignitaries, priests, and admirals of other cities also stood up one after another to show their support for Malekith.There was no applause, nor did they slap the table together, they just stood up silently.

"Although Kane's feast is going on every day, Kane wants the blood to drip in Ulthuan." Holly said as she looked at Malekith as her dagger-like nails scratched across the top of the big round table.

"My lord! The armies of Krakalund will be your sharpest spears! Our warriors will sweep Ulthuan! Take back what is rightfully ours!" Newkel yelled.

It was the first time for Dacius to see Nucker so excited. Returning to Nagares has become Nucker's obsession. Nucker has reason to say so, and also has reason to do so.

The other dignitaries also began to express their views. They usually fight back and fight. At this time, there should be no ambiguity. The sons of these old military households are getting angry.

19. For Malekith, 6000 years of frustration and disappointment were painful, and his subjects could feel what he had felt for so long.He knows his subjects will obey his orders, subjects always do, but he needs more this time!He needs his subjects to support their cause with unprecedented enthusiasm, and this time, the whole of Drucci must be united by a common goal, which is conquest!
"Our subjects do not shrink and die huddled behind walls, we are blood blades that end fate, we are hunters from whom no prey can escape us. Through fire, blood and destruction! We will not forgive! We will not Will forget! Truzzi will drink the abyss of the world! We will sprinkle the sea of ​​blood, set off a bloody storm, reap wantonly, and revel in it. We will be the victors of the war, the lords of countless low creatures, and we will never bow our heads! We Children of Nagaryth, children of Aenarion! We will take back our birthright!" Malekith's voice was still roaring in the council chamber.

The dignitaries bowed their heads to Malekith.

"Now! Let more fighters go to sea! Spread fear all over the world! Let wealth flow into Naggaroth!"

Dacius is still there, but the scene in front of his eyes has changed. He saw the number of plundering ships increasing greatly, and countless Druccis sailing out to sea. The sea is covered with Drucci's black sails, black Sail will go to spread fear all over the world. Wherever he goes, there will be panic and destruction. Countless ports and towns will be attacked.

As looted wealth continued to flow into the treasury of Malekith, Drucci's fleet would once again expand in size to eclipse the elves' fleets of any previous era.The Black Sails then began to raid the shores of Ulthuan, killing and destroying what they could.Durucci's influence will continue to expand to all parts of the world, and Durucci's spies and minions are all over the continents.

This time the Dark Council ended successfully.

(End of this chapter)