Chapter 491 Night in the Tavern
The moonlight from the twin moons outside the window shone on Darkus’ body, casting a faint light and shadow. After dinner, he was sitting on a chair playing with the leaf hammer in his hand. He gently swung the handle of the hammer and felt the smooth feeling of the blades flying through the air.
The hall was filled with warm candlelight, fierce noises, the choking smell of tobacco and the stench of Deha energy, as if this forest house, where only rich women usually came, had turned into a real tavern.
Darkus closed his eyes and concentrated on every swing of the hammer. His mind was gradually immersed in this unique moment, forgetting everything around him. The design of the leaf hammer is exquisite, and each blade emits a faint light. He waved lightly, and the hammer head flew up, leaving an arc. His movements are both powerful and rhythmic, as if he is playing a melodious piece of music or performing an invisible dance. At this moment, he could feel inner peace and joy.
The dancing leaf hammer undoubtedly belongs to Walter. Darkus asked for the hammer before leaving Asriel. He thought this hammer was very meaningful... Walter's sister, also It was the fanatic believer of Slaanesh who was killed by him. One of Walter's brothers who was serving in the army was killed by Maranur under the planning of White Paper Fan Cowell, and another brother was chopped by Ren in the melee. He's dead. As for the rest...you have to ask about the leaf hammer in his hand.
Mangil Human Skin, who has not yet become famous, is also related to this leaf hammer. Under the attack of Darkus and Walter, one of Mangil's hands was crippled by the leaf hammer. It must be said that Mangil is very creative. I tried a set of airborne tactics, but in the end it just overturned. In addition to Mangil, Darkus also used a leaf hammer to kill a prince of Nagaryth, who was a veteran of Aenarion's era. He planned to take this ordinary leaf hammer to Athel Loren and ask Lord Dais to help him give it the magical power of Volt, making it an heirloom of the Thornthorn family.
To be honest, Darkus also likes this hammer very much, even if the hammer is not his. He was very good at using it, and he had a special affection for this hammer, even though it was an ordinary hammer, just an ordinary standard equipment. He also thought about the scarlet sword he got after killing Prince Nagaryth. Oh, what a pity...
Darkus was swinging the hammer with his eyes closed, and the other side of the hall was extremely noisy. The idle and bored Druchis were placing bets under the auspices of Maranur, and excited shouts echoed in the air. , the tavern was filled with the strong smell of tobacco and the mixed smell of alcohol, making the whole space seem more lively.
The Enil waiters shuttled among the crowd, serving drinks. They dealt with this strange and busy scene skillfully, with friendly smiles on their faces. The sound of the clinking wine glasses intertwined with the chatter of the elves, forming a cheerful symphony.
Tolandil, who had deep eyes, sat in the middle of the hall, holding his lute in his arms, while an Aenir waiter stood beside him and played the violin. The two bards had a perfect tacit understanding, and melodious melodies continued to play. Although the wood spirit had left, his lute could still emit clear and melodious notes, like streams flowing across the earth. Enil's violin responded, emitting a high-pitched and passionate melody. His fingertips gently flicked the strings, as if he could feel the pulse of the earth, and Enil's violin took on this power, outlining magical notes one after another.
The music is full of fantasy and depth, as if telling ancient legends and unknown adventures. As the strings vibrated, the atmosphere in the entire hall became quiet and immersive. The elves stopped their activities and listened intently to this beautiful melody. Although Darkus, with his eyes closed, did not understand the specific melody, he could feel the emotion in the music. He could feel the love conveyed by the two bards Tolandir and Enil through the strings.
After the climax of the music ended, no matter it was the noisy Druchi, Gilead and Fiswell sitting in the corner, the steam engine Belloda who was studying, or the sorceresses who were arguing fiercely, they all applauded and cheered. Then the hall became lively again, and the elves began to repeat what they had done before.
"That's great." After Liv drank the drink, she put her face on her hands on the table and said with a smile to Belloda who was sitting opposite. She could clearly feel the twinkling light in Belloda's eyes. Out of excitement and thinking.
Belloda, who was sitting opposite Liv, did not speak, but responded to Liv with a smile. She was constantly calculating. Darkus' casual remarks last night gave her an inspiration. Maybe she could It is very good to use her knowledge to perfect thermal science, whether from the perspective of physics or magic. Various physics and magic pictures kept flashing in her mind, and she was thinking about a complex and exquisite equation.
Liv, who was sitting opposite Belloda, also knew that Belloda was trying to create a new theory or method. She smiled slightly and silently encouraged her friend. There are endless possibilities for thinking and innovation, whether from the perspective of physics or the dimension of magic. Perhaps Belloda's efforts will bring about a new change. And this is what she is not good at, she is better at divination and prophecy.
"You seem... not as happy as you show?" Asanok, who was sitting next to Liv and resting, stopped looking at the sketches on the table and turned to look at Liv and asked. Despite being a hermit for a long time, he is observant and notices Liv's mood changes.
"Yes... I saw a darkness coming here, but..." Liv hesitated for a moment, then her smiling expression turned serious, her eyes blurred as she looked into the distance, swinging the hammer and closing her eyes. Darkus, who was resting her mind, had an unspeakable worry in her heart. She sighed softly and said worriedly.
"Sometimes, it might be a good idea to look away. We can't control everything, but we can choose how to deal with it." Asanok looked at Liv and said after thinking for a while. After he finished speaking, he raised the glass to Liv. Signaling, after Liv picked up the wine glass, he smiled and said, "When darkness comes, what we need more is courage and wisdom, rather than being troubled by worries."
"Thank you." He took the wine from the waiter Enil. After the drink, Gilead politely thanked him gracefully, and then he raised his glass and toasted to the Enil waiter to express his gratitude.
The Enil waiter smiled and withdrew, leaving the two of them savoring the beauty of the wine alone.
"Perhaps I was too pessimistic before. Our situation doesn't seem that bad? Although we are new and a little excluded, it seems that everyone here has their own story. Maybe it's just a matter of time. Are we going to fit in with this group?" Fiswell whispered.
Although this is already the second day, the impact of what he has experienced in these two days is greater than the combined impact before. Fiswell’s previous suggestion to Gilead to go out for a walk was not really to find something scattered in Elsin. ·Alvin’s elf, this is just an introduction. He doesn’t want to see the depressed Gilead get drunk every day and indulge in pain. It’s always good to go out and experience some things.
It's just that... this... he actually met so many elves at once. In addition to the familiar Asur and Druchi, there were also Enil and Aslay. He felt that the world had changed, completely changed. He was just a warrior and an old servant, and he couldn't understand this change. What was even more bizarre was that he and Gilead actually stayed intact between the cruel Druch.
"Thank you, Fiswell, thank you for supporting me." After the waiter Enil left, Gilead lost his previous elegance. He raised his glass and drank the wine in one gulp, wiping the corners of his mouth casually. He muttered after burping the liquid.
"Are you talking about what happened yesterday morning? I don't mind. I just hope you don't live in pain. The past is too far away for us. I can feel that he is not as simple as he seems... I have I'm very old. If I can, I'm willing to accompany you and Gillis in another way." Fiswell raised the wine glass, but he didn't drink it immediately. Instead, he held it in front of his mouth and looked at it while whispering. To Darkus.
Just when Gilead was about to say something else, Talos walked down the stairs with his hands behind his back, walked straight to Gilead and Fishwell, casually pulled out a chair and sat down, and then carefully Place the statue of the Pale Queen on the table.
"This is?" Gilead looked at the statue on the table. He knew that the statue represented the Pale Queen, but he was still a little confused.
"This statue is amazing..." After Talos put down the statue, he took the drink handed by the Enil waiter, raised his glass to the Enil waiter, drank it in one gulp, and then looked at Gilead and said.
"This statue belongs to Lord Eternal Festival." Seeing that Gilead was still a little confused, Talos calmly said with a smile. While speaking, he raised his head to Darkus in the distance, and he continued, "The magic is Because this statue can contact the Pale Queen, but you have to pay some price."
"You...?" Gilead understood, but he didn't know why Talos... However, before he had time to think, he His thoughts were interrupted.
"I have a similar experience to you, with just some slight differences. You are a twin brother, and I am the beloved. Speaking of which, we come from the same place. If you are really a bloodline of the Losain family." Talos caught him A handful of after-dinner snacks were placed on the table, and they started talking after eating a bean. It had been a long time since he had spoken such a long sentence. He had felt something from the moment he met Gilead in the sewer the night before. There was a resonance in Gilead, and the result... "Beloved, why is my brother not mine? Where is your beloved?" Gilead took the drink again and toasted Talos and drank it in one gulp. After finishing the drink, he sighed, and then asked, "You said...we come from the same place?" "
Yes. Yes, my Cloudwalker family is closely related to your family, but this happened a long time ago, so long ago that it can be traced back to your ancestor, Barshana..." On the
other side of the hall, the sorceresses were still there. They started arguing on the way back, that is, after crossing the Riker Bridge. Except during meal time, they kept arguing. There were three main people arguing, Drusala, Colonia and Alatar, while Alyssa, Ilanya and Maragos sat aside and watched the fun. Alyssa could understand what the three of them were arguing about, but she didn't quite understand the details. Ilanya and Maragos were more studying while watching the fun.
"I always stick to my point of view. What we detected is Deha, but it is not entirely Deha." Drusala leaned on the back of the chair with his arms folded and said with an undoubted expression.
When they were on Rick's Bridge, not only Drusala, Colonia and Alatar, but also Asanok, Beloda and Liv noticed it, but the latter three only noticed it, because The source of that energy is the Deha Wave. Compared with the latter three, the reactions of the first three were different. Deha and the others were very familiar with it. Around this issue, they quarreled academically to determine what it was.
Colonia sighed. In her opinion, arguing for a long time was more of a meaningless performance. She actually wanted to take a look, but she knew it was impossible, because there would be a more important time later, and they were gathered in the hall waiting for that moment to come.
"I also stick to my point of view. I think that Deha is very close to her and has some similarities." Alatar said looking at Genevieve who was playing some kind of game with her brother.
Although Alatar's overall strength is somewhat poor, her attainments in black magic are passable. Her Mogar family is a die-hard supporter of the Hell Calamity family. Because of this relationship, she can directly Learn under the guidance of Annasara, instead of learning under the guidance of other high-level sorceresses like Alyssa. But that's it, if it weren't for Darkus...
As Darkus' maid, as a very special existence in Druch society, Genevieve also has her own place in the hall, because after a while She didn't go out to do things, nor did she stay in a corner where the light wasn't available. At this time, she was sitting at the table playing some kind of game with Cowell.
Genevieve's left hand skillfully manipulated a sharp dagger. The five fingers of her right hand were spread apart on the table. The sharp dagger tip kept stabbing the sword between the fingers of her right hand as she danced. Her movements were Contains a certain pattern. The tip of the dagger kept piercing the surface of the table through the gaps between the fingers, making a regular clanging sound amidst the interference of the Druchis.
That's right, Genevieve is playing the finger-stitching game, which is her specialty, and she's not playing the ordinary version, but an advanced version for elves, which is extremely difficult. If you have a thumb If the outside is 1, then the outside of the little finger is 6, and the tip of the dagger is 1-2-1-3-1-4-1-5-1-6-2-6-3-6-4-6-5-6- The pattern of 4-6-3-6-2-6 kept stabbing in the middle of the fingers, and the gap between the hind limbs was stabbed. After completing a cycle, she threw the dagger into the air, and the dagger flew and rotated in the air. , showing off her superb skills, and she was blindfolded.
The dropped dagger stabbed firmly at position 4, between the middle finger and the ring finger. She showed off her extraordinary accuracy. The dagger began to complete a clockwise and counterclockwise cycle with 4 as the origin, and then threw the dagger into the air again. For Genevieve, games like this are not only entertainment, but also a way to show off her skills.
Cowell sat across from her, watching intently as the dagger danced in Genevieve's hand. He was full of admiration for Genevieve's skills. He knew that Genevieve was not only a maid and a vampire in human form, but also a powerful warrior, to be precise, an assassin.
The dagger was thrown into the air by Genevieve for the sixth time and landed at position 6. Then the dagger flew unsteadily in Genevieve's hand. She was blindfolded and focused and calm. Every movement is full of strength and flexibility, showing off her superb knife skills. The dagger danced more and more dazzlingly between her fingertips, and every throw and catch was like flowing water.
After the performance, Tolandir came to the table and crowded with a group of Druchi to stop and watch. His sight penetrated the smoke of burning tobacco and kept turning or focusing with the dancing of the dagger tip. After Genevieve performed a big cycle, he seemed to have found the pattern. He held the lute in his arms and tried to play it, rhyming according to Genevieve's rhythm.
At this time, after completing a large cycle, Genevieve threw the dagger into the air again. Just as the dagger fell vertically, she stretched out her left hand and used the gaps between her index and middle fingers to accurately hit it amid the interference. She clamped the tip of the dagger, then took off her blindfold and handed the clamped dagger to Cowell.
At this time, the pressure was on Cowell. He stood up and took the dagger from Genevieve's hand in a friendly manner.
During this process, Maranur, who was in charge of opening the market, booed. Regardless of his own strength, in his opinion, Kewell's move had already resulted in defeat, not because of Kewell's friendliness. posture, but Cowell should also be blindfolded, and then signaled Genevieve to throw the dagger over, catch it in the air, and start the cycle directly. Therefore, as Kewell's allegiance and brother-in-law, he was the first to boo. He knew that his boos would not embarrass Kewell, but would instead make the atmosphere warmer. After all, if he didn't do something , other Druchi would not do it.
Although Kewell is labeled as a playboy and a young man, he is also a well-trained fighter and has experienced many things and big scenes. The dagger flew in Cowell's hand, flying along with Tolandir's fast playing. His movements were like wind and rain, showing his agility and superb skills.
The Drukhi, who were watching intently, made disturbing noises under the leadership of Maranur, and something went wrong on Tolandir's side. He rarely played such a fast melody, and he played it. The tone changed with Cowell's movements.
Although Cowell performed well, in the end, he made some omissions in the dance of the dagger. Perhaps this had something to do with himself, or it might have something to do with interference or Tolandir's playing. The dagger passed through the air and followed impartially. The ground stabbed the back knuckle of his ring finger, and he shook the stabbed right hand as if he was being stimulated by something.
"Your skills are really amazing." Amid the boos, Cowell pulled down his blindfold without embarrassment, smiled at Genevieve and shook his head. In his opinion, this gameplay is indeed difficult and requires concentration, coordination, stability, skill and counterintuition, all of which are indispensable.
"I'll do it again!" After Cowell finished speaking, Ren said after being treated by his sister. After that, he took out another gold coin from his arms. The running wolf on the gold coin showed that the gold coin came from Middenheim. .
Then the dagger returned to Genevieve and returned to her hand. Her existence seemed to be like a champion, constantly greeting various opponents. In the end, even Talos and Gilead who were not chatting with those who were interested The Enil waiter also came to challenge, but she still sat firmly in the position of the champion.
As Darkus stood up, the atmosphere in the hall reached a climax, because at the moment he stood up, Genevieve, who heard him make a sound, finally made a mistake.
"Get ready, it's time to go." Darkus shook his head first, then clapped his hands and said.
After sleeping all day, I was a little confused. I just wrote
that paragraph, which only takes up one word
(end of this chapter).