Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Darkius laughed suddenly, as if he had a seizure. His action proved one thing, that is, whether it is human or elf, they will suddenly laugh when they are extremely speechless.

He prepared a table of food, but two tables of guests came. How to eat this meal? He could only find an opportunity to let Genevieve know to make more... The meal he made did not have any reference, it was just a simple meal. After all, he was the landlord, and he had to show his appreciation when the guests came.

Of course, it didn't matter whether there was a meal or not, if it really didn't work, he could just wait a while. The most important thing was that he was speechless by the figure's movements and momentum, so that he had an illusion that the densely packed black ships in the surrounding harbor were not plunder ships, but eagle ships, and the black arks had also become dragon ships, as if this was not Chapeyuto, but Tal Iris?

The person who came was none other than Isharion Iris. There was no such thing as a "ruthless person". His current behavior was a bit like a rebellious teenage boy of fourteen or fifteen or sixteen years old. He was a sunny big boy, and there was no such thing as a ruthless person.

Daquus still kept his smile. After nodding to Karahir who was still looking at him, he walked towards the direction where Isharion was.

How to say it, the atmosphere at this time was a bit stiff, but more awkward, so that he suddenly recalled bad things.

In the last world, when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, one day he followed a group of companions to visit another companion's store. He got off the car first and walked in directly. He still remembers what he wore that day, Harley glasses, camouflage clothes and military boots. After entering, he stood there, and the clerks in the store were stunned. He was also stunned, and then he turned around and opened the door and went out... went out.

He would not respond. No matter how he responded at this moment, it would be inappropriate. He stood in the middle and walked back. This was not the case with Duruchi. His momentum was weak. Go forward, Asur is not here, he is furious. Go left and right, he fell into the sea.

After crossing Karahir, he stopped, raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and shouted to Eltharion. At this moment, he was possessed by Corporal Morishita.

"Good! Very energetic!"

The sudden shout broke the atmosphere just now. There was a shocking power in his voice that could not be ignored, like a sudden storm, which made all the elves present shudder.

Hoha's body shook, and this shaking moved his arm, half pulling the Messer knife in his hand out of the scabbard. Hearing the movement, Maranul still maintained a helpless smile, pressed his hand on his uncle's forearm, and then pressed the unsheathed Messer knife back with force, and then shook his head slightly at his uncle who was looking at him.

Isharion, who was called, was also shocked. His expression changed from looking down on the world to being stunned. He slightly widened his eyes. He never expected that Dacus would break the atmosphere of the scene in this way.

After shouting suddenly, Dacus walked towards Isharion again. When walking, he put his hands behind his back, as if this was not a dock, but a park. He was just an old man who was not hunched, had good legs and feet, and did not need a cane to walk. But his steps were firm, and with every step he took, Isharion's heartbeat also accelerated a little.

Isharion watched Dacus walk step by step from one end of the dock. The dock was built very wide, and ships could be docked on both sides. Dacus's figure was very small under the wide dock. But strangely, he had an illusion. He felt a terrible and extremely real sense of oppression from Dacus, like a giant beast covering the entire dock, fierce and unstoppable.

He felt as if he was no longer standing here, but was captured by an irresistible force under the shadow of this giant beast. Dacus was getting closer and closer to him, as if he would rush in front of him in the next second and swallow him up unstoppably. His hand involuntarily touched the fang sword, and his fingers instinctively clenched the hilt. However, the fingers that clenched the hilt were trembling slightly, and even he felt it.

The cold touch of the hilt made him sober up a little, and his thoughts echoed in his ears, warning: Don't pull out the sword. He swallowed unnaturally, trying to suppress the trembling impulse and try to keep himself calm.

He reminded himself that Dacus in front of him was not wearing any armor and was completely exposed in front of him. As long as he drew his sword, it seemed that he could end it all in an instant. However, he also knew that Dacus in front of him was not an easy existence to deal with. That aura, the source of that power, was more irresistible than any armor.

In just a few steps, he suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart. He loosened his fingers, barely controlling himself from making any unnecessary movements, just waiting quietly, watching Dacus approach step by step.

"Standing up?"

"What?"

"I heard that you completed the last blow to the demon, how do you feel? Do you feel that your power has touched another... realm?" Dacus shook his head. What he said before was not Elsalin, and he didn't expect Isharion to understand it at all. He looked at Isharion and continued to ask. There was a sense of knowing the truth in his words, as if he had seen through everything, and it seemed that he was testing Isharion's understanding of his own power.

"Yes... it is indeed unusual." Eltharion was stunned, realizing that Darkus was asking him about the battle, the fierce battle that made him wander on the edge of life and death, and finally cut off the head of the big demon. He felt a fire ignite within him as he recalled the fervor and power of that moment. Although he was still a little confused, he said with some calmness, "At that moment, I felt as if I was close to something... some kind of higher power?"

After finishing speaking, he was stunned. He didn't understand why he followed what Darkus said. Just when he was about to think, he saw Darkus' hand behind his back slowly stretched out, and his left hand was raised to In front of him, the fingers were then closed into a fist, leaving only the little finger exposed.

"The sea is not only about storms, there are other dangers. On the way back here, I encountered some bad situations. Specifically... I don't want to say, what I want to express is that you have great potential, keep working hard, and... …Not only must you practice martial arts, but you must also cultivate your mind, both internally and externally. Only In this way, you can complete your own transcendence." At the end of his sentence, Darkus spread all his fingers and put them on Elsharion's shoulders, then leaned his head against Elsharion's ear and whispered, " Perhaps one day you will emerge from the flames without the need for a fire-avoidance spell."

"Me?" Elsharion was a little uncomfortable at first, but he did not avoid Darkus's actions. When he heard Darkus's whisper, he froze and asked in a daze.

"Come on!" Darkus patted Elsharion on the shoulder, then spread his hands and gave Elsharion a warm hug. After the hug, he put his hands on Elsharion and patted him, " Welcome to Chapeiuto, you are a guest, relax, there is no need to be so tight.”

"They... seem familiar?" Fenafin, who witnessed all this, whispered.

Siglin did not respond with words, but nodded.

At the same time, some Druchi who didn't understand what was happening were also communicating in a low voice.

Marlene, who was watching all this from the side of the ship, turned her head to look at Adriana. After Adriana looked at her, she shook her head speechlessly.

"We're here, aren't you ready to come down?" The hand was withdrawn from Elsharion's shoulder and turned into a wave. Darkus was not blind. As he was walking around, he saw the Asurs watching all this on the side of the ship. He waved to them friendly and cordially.

"I'm worried that you won't welcome us." Marlene said witty words and played with humor.

"Then you go back." When Darkus said, his hand changed from waving to waving away.

Marlene laughed dryly, then raised her hand to lift up the hem of her blue skirt, and placed her other hand lightly on the side of the ship. At this moment, her demeanor lost a bit of elegance, revealing a capable and decisive attitude, as if she was no longer an aristocratic lady, but a weathered sailor. She jumped lightly with her legs, swung her body neatly over the side of the ship, and landed steadily. The corners of her skirt were slightly raised in the wind. Her movements were done in one go, without any sloppiness.

"All gone..."

"What color?"

"It seems that Ms. Marlene can't resist the attraction of this land after all?" This time it was Darkus's turn to laugh. He really didn't see it, and even if he did, there was no need to say it. When Marlene walked towards him, he stretched out his arms and said in a slightly teasing tone.

"This place is indeed a bit different." Marlene responded with a faint smile, her eyes sweeping towards the buildings in the distance and this foreign land she had never set foot in, with a hint of secret expectation and curiosity in the corner of her mouth. Then she responded to Darkus' hug, and whispered into Darkus' ear, "Is there a place for me?"

"As long as you want, Ms. Marlene, but I don't recommend it."

"oh?"

Darkus did not respond, but hugged Adriana who came over.

"Sorry, there are only five places. I think she is more suitable than you." After finishing the cordial greetings, he pointed at Adriana and said to Marlene. "It's as I guessed, so what's my position in your heart?" Marlene nodded. The moment she nodded, an unnoticed sadness flashed in her eyes.

"As far as I know, you are destined to become the head of the Jade Sea Family, so... the Secretary of the General Affairs Office? The Director of General Affairs? Work from home? Live and work very close to each other?"

"Can you be more specific?" Marlene showed a curious expression and spread her right hand.

"The General Affairs Treasury is responsible for taxes and taxes, and is also responsible for the court of economic cases and large transactions. It is one of the main departments and important officials of the palace." Darkus explained patiently, and then looked at Marlene with a playful look. .

In human terms, he is the Minister of Finance, but elves have their own elves. After reversing and loading the Elf Palace style package, they will definitely not be called Minister of Finance anymore.

"It suits you." Adriana said to Marlene who understood.

"Indeed, it's very close. Just go out." Marlene nodded again, but this time, there was a hint of sparkle in her eyes.

"Then are you interested?" Darkus looked at Adriana and stretched out his right hand.

"Of course, as a believer in Marcelan, this is my honor." Adriana smiled and took the hand that was handed over to Darkus. Different from what she expected when she came, she thought of countless situations, even death and imprisonment. It was very smooth and there were countless situations, but she didn't expect it to really happen. Then, she and Darkus hugged again, this time the hug was more natural than the last time.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Sigrin and Finarfin were completely dumbfounded. They came from different families in the Kingdom of Yris, far away from Ulthuan. But they both hang out in the same circle, and they know Marlene from the Emerald Sea family and Ediana from the Cosqui family. There is no reason why they should not know each other, and their status is higher than both of them.

In their circle, there is a consensus that Marin will become the head of the Emerald Sea family in the future, and Sigelin is also a relative of Marin, one generation higher than Marin. Ediana's status is relatively embarrassing. Ediana is the eldest daughter and has a younger brother, but her status is also prominent, which cannot be questioned.

And now...

"What's going on?" Hoha kept watching, but felt awkward no matter how he looked. When he found the opportunity, he asked Maranur in a low voice.

The last time he had seen the Malanur brothers was during the farewell ceremony when he commanded the fleet returning to Naggaroth when they first passed through Ashriel. But this time, he arrived here in the morning. At first he thought the Maranur brothers were coming to greet him, but it turned out not to be...

And things kept moving towards the edge of his cognition. First, the general of Asul Navy appeared inexplicably. And then the High Priest from Lauren Loren? He heard his lover mention this matter, and he also asked his lover if there was any further possibility, but his lover just sighed and shook his head. Now, a group of Asur came to the port where the Black Ark gathered in the Eagle Ship. His nephew, the rising star of the family, the Witch King's trusted hand, hugged Asul.

"We have a guest." Maranur, who didn't think about it at all, stood there and responded in an indifferent tone, but then he said in a solemn tone, "My uncle, times are changing. It's different from before, you have to...learn to adapt." He said this not only to his uncle, but also to those two.

Just like planting, sowing, flowering, and bearing fruit, thanks to the planting of Darkus, it has now blossomed, and he has received some harvest. Finubar responded to him and expressed his full trust in him. And in just a few words, the speculation was completed. In his opinion, this was speculation, not putting eggs in the same basket, not trading. The moment they hugged him, he had a strange feeling. Something was wrong, very wrong. If he tried harder, it seemed like he was about to bear fruit? Rely on diplomacy to achieve diplomatic victory?

When Marlene asked: Is there a place for me? , he knew what Marin was expressing. Marin was interested in the high priest's seat and wanted to occupy one. But he always believed that Marlene... In CK Elsharion's words, Marlene was not suitable for palace positions, such as bookmaker, almshouse chief, etc. She was more suitable to enter the cabinet and become the financial controller.

In addition to what he thinks, there are many other situations, such as Marlene's spellcasting ability. There is a threshold for becoming a high-level priest of the Storm Weaver Order. First, you must have the ability to cast spells. Kaiya and Belloda's strength is not It is said that they are all high-level spellcasters, proficient in the wind of Aegir, and have already half-stepped into the legend. They just need time and opportunity. But Marlene is inferior in magic attainments... not even a little bit.

As for other things, he couldn't tell. Belloda had nothing to say, the upright Cosqui natives, plus the current Adriana. In other words, King Coskui occupies two and a half high-ranking priests? Half of it belongs to Kaia, who is Aenir, the lord of Lauren Loren's storm zone, but the Vanmaris family traces its origins from the Kingdom of Cosqui.

Kaia calls herself Aenir and has little interest in returning to Ulthuan. But the general direction seems to be... just like a lot of times, it doesn't matter what you think, what matters is what everyone thinks. Beloda's composition is equally complex at present. Either the Druchi in the circle will see her as Assur. After her identity is exposed in Ulthuan, Assur will see her as a traitor, not a human being inside and out...

There were originally five seats for the high priests, but Darkos did not want to increase them to six, seven, eight, nine, or ten. And in his plan, the elves will have five regions in the future, namely Ulthuan Region, Ashriel Region, Albion Region, Elsin Alvin Region, and Nehekhara Region. , the five priests each correspond to a large area and serve as the person in charge of the area. As for changing the name, we will talk about it later, there is no rush now.

This situation should not have happened. Among the five seats, two seats are destined to belong to Druch. To further refine it, one is from Krakalund, which is necessary, and the other is from Karl Kallon. I'm sorry for Naggarond and Hagrid Grave, he has to find compensation from other places.

The other one is Kaia, who came to Chapeiuto from Ersin Alvin. She has a nature of authenticating identity and witnessing everything. She has no reason not to come. She is the first high-level priest. With her strength, status, wealth, and family, Druchi and Asul can't say anything.

Based on the current situation and future development, the Storm Zone where she is located will become a transit point. Druchi will transport Asriel's goods to the Storm Zone, and Assur will transport the goods back to Ulthuan. The Anureil Peninsula is definitely not an option. There is a mixture of fish and dragons there, and Assur comes from various kingdoms. Trade there will be punished sooner or later.

Chapeiuto could actually do it. He put the eagle ship that Marlene and the others were on, but he didn't want to do it. It was pointless. He had many purposes for engaging in trade, and money was the least important of these purposes. In addition to Chapeyuto, Zahuitak is also suitable. The distance is short and convenient for both parties, but it is also meaningless. At most, the lizard people do not collect taxes.

Setting the transit station in the storm zone can increase Kaeya's voice. It is transit, not smuggling. Taxes must be paid during the transaction. To be more straightforward, Daxus can disgust Marest.

Politically, it can increase the influence of Duruchi and Asur. During the transit, it can pull Anil back into the embrace of the elf family, thereby weakening Marest's influence. When the reading bar reaches a certain value, you can click on some resolutions that Marest cannot resist, such as reorganizing the political structure of Lauren Loren, which is a sweet poison that must be eaten. Of course, this is the best result. Even if it does not happen, it is good to prevent Anil's isolationism from being so serious. Economically, Duruchi and Asur will also provide the materials needed by Anil and the three border families.

Beloda followed him all the way and made a lot of efforts. Moreover, the relationship and the value of united front are there, so it is reasonable to give one.

There is one position left. According to the political balance, this position should be given to the Kingdom of Itain or the Kingdom of Iris, but there is no way... Aideanna's status is there, and the value of united front is too high, too high, who makes the proportion of Cosqui sailors in the kingdoms of Ossuan so high.

And out of friendship, it is also appropriate to let Aideanna become a high-level priest.

The inheritance model of the Asur nobles is very vague, depending on the actual situation. The current heads of the Emerald Sea family are the two daughters, Malin and Alicia. Alicia married King Alasya, the father of the Tai brothers. After her sister got married, Malin was embarrassed. This is also one of the reasons why she stopped being a lover with Cohein after becoming the head of the family. If the Emerald Sea family wants to continue, they have to find a son-in-law.

Aideanna is the eldest daughter, a bit like Alexius's eldest daughter, Anna, who brags about her father, but there is no younger brother named John, only two brothers who are pitiful to their father and sister. With a son, inheriting the family is destined to have nothing to do with her. The monastery or political marriage is the best choice, so... and the Storm Weaver Cult has no rules against marriage. When she becomes a high-level priest, she can not only expand the influence of the family, but also directly jump out of the five elements. She can freely choose her marriage with her superior status...

Something is wrong, very wrong.

Darkius feels that it is hard to say if the current situation continues. Finnubar was debuffed by him, and it is hard to say whether he can become the Phoenix King. In addition to Finnubar's inner choice, he has to work hard in this process and properly control the politics of Ulthuan. His earliest design was to surround Anaheim and attack the reinforcements, attract the Asur Navy to come over, and fight with it.

Maybe...Druchi and Asur will not engage in large-scale naval battles? Wherever the Druki Navy goes, a large number of Asur Navy surrender? Another internal and external cooperation? Taking Lothern without bloodshed, the gate to the inner sea is wide open, and Druki has a great start.

After a moment of thinking, he looked up at the side of the eagle ship. In addition to the three guests getting off the ship, the other Asur sailors looked at him with a complicated look. There was entanglement, confusion, doubt, and worry in their eyes. Obviously, his appearance caused a strong psychological change in the Asur sailors.

Fortunately, these sailors were the ones who followed Finnubar to Elsin Alvin. He still remembered some faces. He suddenly had some bad taste. What would the Heirs of Maslan do if they saw him? This Brotherhood Warband from Cosqui claimed that they were the chosen ones of the Lord of the Abyss. The real Li Kui met the fake Li Kui?

Soon, he shifted his attention and looked at a passenger who got off the ship. He knew this passenger. But he did not say hello or give a warm hug. He just watched quietly and waited for the other party to speak first.

"I came here on the orders of Hoss."

After hearing this, Dacuus took a half step and stretched out his right hand. (End of this chapter)