Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 217 67. Never Stopped

While Dacius was idly thinking in a daze, Hagrid Grave's elites were conducting various secret connections and meetings.

At this time, a fierce dispute was going on in the conference room of the Lan of the Crooked Claw family. Since Dacius did not have much time left for them, it was not enough for them to sit down and brew up the conspiracy of a cycle of several years or decades. The meeting did not engage in those empty-headed or red-tape stuff, and went straight to the topic.

As the name suggests, the Crooked Claw family is good at catching, cultivating, and training the Cold One. It is unique in riding and commanding the Cold One. The owner said that he is the Cold One fear knight who is in charge of commanding Hagrid Grave. But when Rohan was there, he was always suppressed and had few opportunities to perform.As for the rest, that's it.

The father of Cladin (playing in a dream come true), as the current Patriarch of the Crooked Lane, is hesitant to intervene in the position of Valajar. The reason is simple. Although the Crooked Lane family is Hagrid Gray One of the eight powerful families of husbands, but the strength is not enough, the property, prestige and number of soldiers have always been ranked fifth and sixth, which is slightly inferior to the previous ones.

The strange thing is that during the Hagrid Graves rebellion last night, three spires of the previous family fell down, and the enemies of Cladin's father were also buried in the ruins along with the spires.All of this gave him determination, but it also made him waver.

Cladin stared at his father sitting on the main seat with burning eyes. He knew what his father was thinking, and he looked at his sister who was sitting opposite him. His sister felt his gaze and met him calmly. watching.

Cladin and his elder sister are the extremely rare twins of Du Luqi, and they have a very friendly relationship on weekdays. Of course, this friendship refers to the friendship of normal family affection, and there is no irrelevant relationship.His sister was also his patron, and his sister invested all the wealth gained in the Haksier trial voyage into Kraka's adventure to Lustria. In a fog in the mainland of Scia, his sister just encouraged him, saying that it would be good if he could come back, and he didn't bother with property and other issues, but he knew what should be paid back.

As a young Drucci girl, Yilanya has a very good magical talent. According to Cladin, his sister is very fond of the temptation and manipulation of various Drucci dignitaries.While she takes great care to ensure that her family's reputation grows, the true purpose behind her intricate web of betrayals may only be known to her.She tries to bring down her father's rival family by seducing a father and his two sons at the same time.But when the most critical step was about to be carried out, the steeple of the rival family suddenly fell down, and the father and one of his sons were also buried in the ruins.

"My brother, are you going to repay the investment that the Witch King's Hand made in you during the voyage of the Haksie trial?" Yilanya suddenly smiled, and then said such a sentence without beginning or end .

In an instant, the eyes of the members of the Crooked Lane family focused on Cladin, and the cold sweat on his forehead instantly flowed out. This is his secret, although this secret is not a secret, members of the family or More or less know, but this is also a secret, only his mother and sister know who invested in him, and now they are suddenly brought to the surface.

"The Lustria gold was invested by the Hand of the Witch King? Wasn't it provided by Dastan of the cold-eyed family of Krakrond? Also, the admiral Dastan at that time should not have done that." Cladin's father, of course Knowing about Cladin, he asked himself.

After all, the captain and sailors at that time belonged to Cladin's father. He only knew that his son had obtained a sum of gold in a small port on the outskirts of the Chilling Sea, even though the plundering ship was fighting in hell at that time. He didn't know that his son's gold was actually invested by the current Witch King's hand, maybe he should have thought of it earlier.

"Yes, father." Cladin could only bite the bullet and say now.

"Do you remember what happened? Say what you know and don't hold back! It's important."

Under the eyes of the family members, Cladin told the whole story of what happened at that time.

The family members did not joke or ridicule the embarrassing incident of Cladin. They all wanted to understand the Witch King's Hand a little bit through this incident. You must know that the Witch King's Hand is too mysterious, and Dacius has not yet become the Witch King's Hand. It has already attracted the attention of the entire elite class of Drucci. They have never seen any Drucci standing so close to His Majesty the Witch King. What happened during the convening of the Dark Council left a deep impression on these dignitaries. The death of the foolish admiral is not important at all, what is important is the process of the admiral's death.

After Dacius became the Hand of the Witch King, these dignitaries wanted to inquire about his trajectory and what happened in Krakarond, but they knew little about it. Before the age of 16, he was very well protected by the disaster family of hell. After returning from the trial, he rarely attended public places, even did not attend banquets, and only went to the arena once or twice. The low-ranking dignitaries only know his illustrious reputation.Afterwards, he disappeared mysteriously for a few years. No one in Durucci knew where he had gone. After going to Naggarond, he stayed in the throne room with His Majesty the Witch King every day, rarely appearing in the public eye.

After Cladin finished speaking, there was a brief sinking in the conference room. They were all thinking about the brief meeting between Cladin and the Hand of the Witch King. They tried to capture some information that is beneficial to the family in this short conversation. .

"Strange, it's so strange. If I participated in the trial and got such a rich spoils, I would never give it away. I will bring it all back. I have all the prestige and status. I will become the topic of the whole city's dignitaries. I Why split it?" One of Cladin's elder brothers finally broke the silence and said.

Cladin's father glared at his stupid son, but he thought his son had a point.

"Perhaps he doesn't want to be too famous? Because there are too many trophies, so many dignitaries in the entire Drucci society will know about him? You must know that Kraka said that before him, there was another dignitary named Hal Ganci who also won Then it’s not right, although the Witch King’s Hand must have some reason for doing this, but I don’t understand the logic and motivation of the Witch King’s Hand.” Yilan Ya thought for a long time, and finally Said slowly.

These dignitaries can't figure it out according to the normal logic of Du Luqi, but it's strange to be able to figure it out.They didn't know that Dacius, who had just come to this world, knew what kind of mentality it was to go back to a place like Naggaros where no dog would stay. The Hand of the King was driven entirely by fate.

"I just did a little bit of work, how did I become Drucci's second in command?" In the words of Dakuus, it was like this.

"The survival of the family has reached the most critical time. You go to Nightwatch Castle now. I will ask the steward to check the equivalent value of Sovereign you got invested at that time. You take it a thousand times over, no! Ten thousand times! Good performance One thing, you must stay with the Witch King's Hand to serve him, this is an opportunity for how many powerful people want to be qualified!" Cladin's father said after thinking about it for a long time, he analyzed the conversation at that time, and the Witch King's Hand didn't make it clear What about Cradin, these promises are made by Cradin, which means that there may be a chance, and "maybe" may be enough.

While Cladin's father didn't know much about the Hand's trajectory in Krakkarond, he did know what happened in Naggarond, because Druzzi society had no secrets.

The cousin of the Witch King's Hand has a very close relationship with the Witch King's Hand, and can be called the agent of the Witch King's Hand. His cousin handles the external affairs of the Witch King's Hand most of the time.Thoughtful, eloquent, and impeccable in doing things, a few words can keep those opportunists out, and he can't even see the face of the Witch King's Hand, and he has no chance to curry favor with the Witch King's Hand.

The members of the Crooked Lane family didn't feel dissatisfied when they heard that they would donate ten thousand times their wealth. They knew that this was an opportunity. If Cladin could become the servant of the Witch King's Hand, the benefits would be huge and huge.Like Dorian's followers, they can become Cladin's followers, which is equivalent to becoming the followers of the Witch King's Hand in disguise. This is an opportunity.

No matter in which society or in which world, opportunities are extremely important.Of course, which is more important, opportunity or ability, has always been a matter of philosophy and debate.

At the same time, the members of the Crooked Lane's family also knew that the Patriarch had given up competing for the position of Hagrid Grave Valahir, and most of the members could understand the Patriarch's decision after thinking about it for a while.

"Father? We gave up such a good opportunity like this?" It was an older brother of Cradin who spoke, a stupid son in his father's eyes.

"Although I don't know the Hand of the Witch King, this is definitely not an opportunity, but a trap!" Cladin's father said after glaring at his stupid son.Although he doesn't know the way of the Witch King's Hand, he knows His Majesty the Witch King.

Malekith has been dealing with Hagrid Grave's eight families overtly and secretly. He is worried that these eight families will unite to resist his rule.

And the Claw of the Lan family is also within the strike range of His Majesty the Witch King. Cladin's father can vaguely guess that this is a conspiracy brewed by the Witch King's Hand, no!It's not appropriate to use conspiracy, it's higher than conspiracy, it's a conspiracy!After all this trouble, how many of the eight major families are left?Does the rest still have the current strength?Will he be able to secure Valajar's position by then?Isn't that up to His Majesty the Witch King?

Cladin's father also quickly thought of a way to break the situation. As long as the eight major families can join forces to advance and retreat together, the conspiracy of the Witch King's Hand will be disintegrated, but is this possible?Time is too tight.And he knows those guys too well, they have been longing for the opportunity to rise up, and they have waited too long for this opportunity, if it is not for the lack of strength, he does not want to give up this hard-won opportunity.And there are two guys who have been buried in the ruins. Will their son who just took over the throne abandon them?
The stupid son wanted to say something, but was stopped by the family members sitting next to him. He also saw the impatience and coldness in his father's eyes, and directly held back his words.

Cladin's scalp was even more numb at this time, and he knew that the burden was on him, ten thousand times?If he becomes a subordinate of the Witch King's Hand, it's okay. If he can't, the interest is a bit high. His family and his father won't pay for him. What's more important is that after his failure, In a trance, he saw Yilanya's encouraging nod to him.

(Usually the ones with names usually have a bit of a role in it. I'm really too lazy to make up names, and readers generally can't remember them.)——
Nasser had already woken up, of course he didn't open his eyes and stared numbly at the ceiling above the bed. The pupils of his eyes had been ruptured and poisoned, and the sorceresses directly removed the eyeballs.

The dazed Nasser thought he was still in a dream. After all, the impression was so deep that it seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.In the dream, an elf dressed in a strange dress stood beside a strange furnace. There seemed to be a dense forest, and the towering trees in the distance could block the sun, just like Hagrid Gray who couldn’t see the sun all year round. Husband same.The elf kept beating, demonstrating and teaching him how to be an excellent blacksmith in front of him.

Nasser didn't know the identity of the elf in front of him, maybe it was Val?He wants to ask but he can't speak, he wants to move but he seems to be an ethereal existence.He could only stand by the anvil and watch, he saw the power in that elf, but what impressed him the most was the eyes, the emotions in the eyes were beyond his ability to express in words.

Unbeknownst to Nasser, there was a force guiding him every time he contemplated being an elf.

"Are you awake?"

A word interrupted Nasser, who was in a trance, and pulled him back to the real world. Although he couldn't see it anymore, his senses seemed to be sharpened, and he knew that there were three duos standing beside him. Lu Qi, because he heard three breaths, he struggled to get up.

"My advice to you is not to move." Dacius continued, with a hint of wariness in his eyes.

"My lord? Where is this?"

"Good question, you don't have your soul back in the arms of Urs Hayai, you are still alive, and now you are in the main tower of Hagrid Grave's Nightwatch Castle."

"Nightwatch Castle? Val." Nasser struggled to get up after hearing this.

"Can't you understand me? I told you not to move." Dacius snapped.

Following the shout, Nasser's writhing body froze, forming a strange and comical movement.

After seeing this funny action, Geneviève laughed straight away, and it was only then that Nasser knew that there was a fourth person in the room.

Maranul and Drusala gave Dacus a strange look. He didn't explain, and he didn't need to explain.He took out the bag containing the shards of the organite from his pocket, took out a small piece from the few remaining shards, and threw it beside Nasser's hand.

"Grab that stone, and you can answer whatever I ask you." Dacius said coldly. He has his own way of doing things. He becomes more stubborn as his identity changes and the longer he comes to this world. He has always been wary of Drucci beside him, and he prefers to stay with Chupa Coco, although Chupa Coco is sometimes a little out of tune, but they are one of his few friends.He is like this to Duluqi beside him, let alone Duluqi who appears in the form of a sky.

Dacius didn't bring any of the trophies he got from the last time he went to the sinister peaks, and they were all put aside or maintained in various places. He was afraid that he would fall into someone's way and follow in the footsteps of Marus.

"Yes, my lord."

"What drove you to jump down?" Dacius didn't ask what happened in the manor, he had already figured out the cause and effect before the dinner the day before yesterday.

"At that time, a voice appeared in my mind, guiding me to jump down."

Upon hearing this, Malanur and Drusala became restless. They looked at each other in surprise, and then looked at Dacius.Genevieve, on the other hand, was used to it, obviously used to it.

"Did you see or hear any omen during the time you were unconscious?"

Nasser stammered out what he saw in the dream.

Malanur and Drusala were even less calm this time.

"One last question, is that elf wearing a blindfold?"

"Wear it! Black eyepatch." A force drove Nasser to say this.

"This routine has been upgraded again?" Dacius was also a little uneasy. He looked at the intact fragments of organ stone spread out in Nasser's hand and wondered.He couldn't figure out whether this blacksmith who appeared out of nowhere was Vaal's God's Chosen believer or some kind of backstabbing.He knew that he was being targeted by that one, and his battle with him never stopped.

"Do I also have another head?" Whatever Daxus needed, He sent it to him?Feelings, is he really another form of the ever-changing demon?Or that the old lady had approached Val, and this was indeed Val's choice?
Dacus knew that the old lady wanted to eat fish, no, it was the whole order of French fries, and he had to settle the account with the old lady.

"What I need now is not a skilled blacksmith, what I need is a complete set of industrial processes similar to the Chaos Dwarves." Dacius said to Nasser inexplicably.

Nasser didn't respond to Dacius because he didn't understand.But Maranul, Drusala and Genevieve understood Dacius' meaning.

Drusala stretched out her hand and motioned to Dacius to kill Nasser, but Dacius shook his head to stop him.

"I can help you avenge, but you must first prove your worth, remember! What I need is a complete set of industrial processes, industrial processes! By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Dacius Hell Disaster, Hand of the Witch King, chief executive officer Drucci, you should rest well, time is still long, and the changes never stop."
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"My brother, you mean he has a problem?" After walking out of the room, Malanur asked seriously in the corridor.

"Have you opened your eyes? If an ordinary blacksmith can come up with the entire set of industrial processes we need, or can solve the key areas..." Dacius didn't answer yes or no.

Maranul nodded after thinking for a while, agreeing with Dacius' statement.

"If you can't get it out, then he might be the god of forging, Val sent to you." Drusala said with emotion, she knew Morathi's intentions more or less, but she had no choice, Things are different today.She is now the double god choice of the sisters Helati and Asati, an existence that can shake the entire three spirits!
"What if, I mean if it could be brought out? . . . " whispered Geneviève, and finally she stopped talking.

Three powerful Duruccis and a world-traveling vampire stood silently in the hallway.

"That's a clear sign."

　There are at most two chapters left before the transition

　　
　
(End of this chapter)