Chapter 223 73. I said,
"The shortage of slaves is still very large." After finishing speaking, Newkel sighed, and then said with some complaints, "The price of slaves in Nagaroth during this period is not generally inflated. And the slaves brought by the Temple of Malice haven't disembarked yet."
Darkus grinned and laughed dryly. He knew that Newkel was simply complaining and had no intention of holding him accountable.
Soon, Anasara, who was sitting next to Newkel, turned her head and glared at him.
"This is an inevitable situation. We can only start with mechanical equipment and save precious slave resources, let the sorceresses of the Tower of Destruction participate, and let high-end and necessary equipment replace the huge manpower." Darkus said .
"Tomorrow morning, I will take you to visit the shipyard. The newly developed ships based on your requirements are now being tested." Nucker nodded.
"I plan to hold a small meeting in Nagarund in the near future. At that time, the night governors of several cities will go over and finalize the shares." Darkus considered it for a moment and then said, "I Prepare to name the emerging city the City of Hope, Asriel. As for the lizardmen's harbor city, it is still called the Sunken City, Chapeiuto. Perhaps it can be called the Floating City in the future, which is more appropriate. "
Do you have any candidates for Night Governor and Valahar? And do those lizardmen really agree with you to build a city there?" Annasara nodded. She didn't care what names Darkos gave those cities, even if There are memes and other meanings in these names.
"My dear family, while I am the Chief Consul of Druch, I am also the Umac of the Lizardmen!" Darkus stood up, walked around, then turned around and spread his hands. He officially announced to the members of the Hell Calamity Family.
The family members present looked at Darkus with burning eyes. They now had an unprecedented sense of anticipation. They were looking forward to Darkus' next words. They seemed to have seen the beginning of a new era.
"The story begins a long time ago. The Ancient Saints came to this world from the other side of the stars in the primitive era and transformed the world through their will until the Great Invasion. During the Great Invasion, the Chaos Demons were not only in Osu. An was raging, and the entire world was affected, especially the continent of Lustria and the south of the old world. Those ancient saints disappeared from this world for some reason, and those great Slann magic priests were left behind by them. I am my agent, and I am not modest in saying that I can use the will of the Old Saint to guide those Slann Demon Priests to carry out big plans! And I have close friendships with many of the leaders of the Slann Demon Priests who are in charge of the continent of Lustria. "Dakeus spread his hands and said slowly.
"Since those Ancient Saints have disappeared, how did you convey the will of the Ancient Saints? And you are still an elf!" Colonia asked with some confusion.
"My sister, this is a good question. Umac is just a noble title, because I am the incarnation of the ancient saint!" Darkus stood there and said forcefully. He knew that he was not, but this It doesn't stop him from calling a deer a horse. He drew some strange inspiration from the story of Malekith, the chosen one of Kane.
The family members present did not utter any exclamations, but looked at Darkus with some surprise and uncertainty, the son who most of them had watched grow up and achieve such achievements.
The same was true for Drusala. She looked at Darkus with some strangeness. She found that after getting along with him for such a long time, she still didn't understand the mystery of Darkus.
Only Genevieve, who was sitting next to Drusala, was looking at Darkus endlessly. She knew what Darkus was doing at the moment. According to what Darkus had told her, he was just pretending. Der, she has seen him too many times. She was obsessed with and admired him at first. As for now, she is still obsessed with and admired him. She likes Darkus' feeling of being without shame and shamelessness.
Darkus spread his hands again to indicate something, and Annasara understood what he meant. She smirked, clapped her hands together, and gave out perfunctory applause. Soon the family members also reacted. There were bursts of applause in the parliament hall, and Maranur also made bursts of whistles.
Drusala, who was attending the Hell Calamity Family meeting for the first time, also clapped. She was a little surprised and envious. She could now understand why the members of the Hell Calamity Family were like this. In this kind of slightly harmonious and interesting In such a family atmosphere, it was strange that Druchi could have such bitterness and hatred. She even felt that the members of the Hell Calamity family were not Druchi, but more like Nagaris' cousins.
The smart Drusala quickly vaguely thought of why His Majesty the Witch King has always favored the Hellscourge family in the past five thousand years. This is not just a simple matter that Krakaronde needs the Hellscourge family to maintain stability. Nor was it the blessing of the ancestors of Alandrian and Kedelon. Her thoughts were soon interrupted by Darkus' next words.
"At the same time, this also represents more responsibilities. The sunken city of Chapeiuto needs to be raised from under the sea, and the spiritual vein network there needs to be maintained, because the spiritual vein nodes there are connected to the Southland of the old world, Maz Lord Damudi needs to contact the Slann in the Southland. In addition to me, there is also a strange ancient saint who also exists in this world. The great Skink God Sotek needs a sacrifice to complete the true transformation. , and besides that, there are many things that require me to use the power of Druch society to assist." Darkus spread his hands and made a few false sounds. He was not playing some strongman politics to see who came first. The applause stopped for the first time, and he continued speaking loudly and forcefully.
(Although Sotek's incarnation is a snake, he is the god of skinks, not the god of snakes. Snakes eat rats, and snakes are just a manifestation.)
"I will act according to the will of the family and dedicate myself to the family. My everything, but my nephew, what about our benefits?" Ernst asked with some confusion.
"Benefits? There are many benefits. Now is not the time to reveal them." Darkus stretched out his index finger and shook Ernst and said, then he said with a mysterious smile, "But I can reveal one to you first. It's very important. As a trainee admiral, aren't you curious about where your black ark comes from? And have you ever seen Sovereign's problem bother me? There is countless gold there that can support our cause. , the gold mines in Grond are not worth mentioning compared to the Lustria continent."
Ernst nodded suddenly, with a look of expectation and excitement on his face. For Druch, whose career is at sea, who wouldn't Do you wish you were the Admiral of the Black Ark? Even if the Black Ark is only two kilometers as big as a palm.
"After talking about it for a while, the problem now still lies in the slave aspect." Nukel turned his head and looked at his mother anxiously and said. Darkus had returned from the Lustria continent a long time ago. It was revealed to him and he had made a lot of plans and arrangements, but at this time he found that it was not enough, far from it. Darkos's appetite and ambition are too great, and his identity has also changed. This is no longer just the business of the Hell Calamity family.
"Adjust the policy towards slaves. Slaves should become valuable resources, not just consumables that can be squandered at will. Start moving your city guards tomorrow. Krakalond needs to become comparable to Hal Gancy. It's a city with good security. As for machinery and equipment, I will take the sorceress group out to solve these problems." Anasara said decisively.
Anasara knew that Darkus was not only a son of the family, but also represented the will of His Majesty the Witch King. All she had to do was support him unconditionally. She also knew that supporting Darkus was supporting herself. Indeed, as she had expected, she saw the hope of returning to Nagareth in Darkus, the land that haunted her. This is enough for her to take on everything, Stud!
"Let those powerful people know that in Krakalond, the Hellscourge Family has the final say! Unstoppable and irresistible, the will of His Majesty the Witch King and the Witch King's Hand is the will of the Hellscourge Family! Naga! Ross doesn't need weak people! Krakaronde doesn't need weak people! Druchi and his family who go against our will will only die!" Anasara saw the worry in Newkel's eyes, she said decisively, and after finishing speaking, she glanced With the family members present, Drusala and Genevieve.
Everyone caught by Anasara's gaze stood up from their chairs. They either saluted or hammered their chests with solemn expressions, declaring their loyalty to the respected mother of the clan. determination.
Only Darkus frowned and leaned on the back of the chair. He knew the worries of Young Master Newkel. Hal Gancy did this to suppress the killing desire in Druchi's heart and accumulated the killing desire for a year. Will bloom on the midnight night of death. What Krakalond did was a pure high-pressure policy. This would be more uncomfortable for Druch than death. It is estimated that many powerful people cannot stand this, and there may be some chaos and things like leeks. The same thing will grow out and let's see if the Hell Calamity family's butcher knife is sharp or not.
But Darkus has nothing to do with it. Now he no longer needs any tests and trials, let alone a butcher's knife. He has changed from a butcher's knife to a politician who knows how to wield a butcher's knife. He shouldn't worry about these things. Krakaronde is his base. He believes that the family will handle these things well and become the backing he relies on.
When the time comes, the Hell Calamity Family will definitely provide benefits to those powerful people, such as rights, land, and wealth, and help those powerful people train sorceresses belonging to their family.
"According to my reports on visits to the lower-class Druch over the years, I know that they need a dream, and this dream is practical, not like the twin moons in the sky, visible but intangible. Become an animal trainer , sorceresses are all good ways to rise up the social hierarchy. If you don’t have talent, you can become a soldier, sailor, pirate, or technician. There is always one that suits them. It is better than being a gangster, prostitute, or mercenary. Kallion is the best. A good example, isn't it?" Darkus glanced at Kalien when he said that, and then looked at Yeager, the high-level animal trainer in charge of the family's animal training. He knew that Kalien had become an animal tamer. A former street kid, Yeager discovered him like a talent scout.
"In a word, as long as they are kept busy, they will not engage in those things that are available or not, and there must be definite benefits in the process." Darkus spread his hands and said, but he did not say anything more explicit, what? Things like policies that tire the people. He needs to increase the "happiness value" of Druchi and make every Druchi's face bloom with a smile from the heart.
A utopia! A truly harmonious world! Of course, this is limited to bullshit and obscenity.
After talking about other things for a while, the family meeting that lasted until midnight ended. Annasara left the sorceresses and Genevieve behind, as if she wanted to say something else. Darkus left the council chamber, and Maranur who came out with him didn't say anything, but nodded to each other. After saying goodbye to other family members, he returned to the place where he lived in Night Governor Castle. It was still the same old place, and it had not been upgraded with his status. In his opinion, the place where he lived was quite good, and he could turn around and return to his home. There is hot water. Of course, he still took out his weapon and checked it as usual. With his rising status and status, he had to be more careful in his behavior now.
"The spring breeze makes the horses gallop, and they turn the corner and stumble, and it rhymes so much!" Darkus muttered and sat on the sofa. After taking a bath, he picked up the Arabi magic lamp on the bedside table and started playing with it. Not believing in evil, he tried harder He wiped the lamp cover and lamp spout a few times, but the miracle did not happen. It seemed to be just a decoration, and there was no medieval version of the djinn inside.
"Are you familiar with this place?" Drusala followed Genevieve in the corridor and looked at Genevieve who was very familiar with this place strangely, and suddenly she asked.
"Yes, very familiar. Although I have the appearance of a short-lived ghost, the Druchi of the entire Night Governor's Castle are very friendly to me, just like the mother of the Anasara clan." Genevieve did not stop, nor did she He turned around and spoke as he walked, with a hint of wit and self-mockery in his words. After he finished speaking, he gave a friendly nod to the Kessler family law enforcement champion who was standing in the corner.
Kessler also nodded friendly to Genevieve, and then didn't say anything. He continued to stand in the corner, as if waiting for something.
"Short-lived ghost? You are not a short-lived ghost. I feel like you seem to have lived longer than me." Drusala said in a friendly tone.
"I think it is best not to discuss the topic of age between two women who have lived a long time. It does not seem to be a pleasant topic." Genevieve stopped and turned around, forever sixteen years old With a playful smile on the doll's face, it imitated Darkus' usual movements of shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands.
Drusala was not angry, but laughed. She seemed to agree with Genevieve's statement. She had a tragic life experience and served Morathi since she was a child, which made her very good at dealing with people. Otherwise, she would not be alive today. She knew that the "short-lived ghost" in front of her was not something she could afford to offend. Her current status was very strange, and she could feel Darkos' fear and wariness of her.
Although Darkus has been hiding it well, Drusala is keenly aware that Darkus is wary of every Druch around him. He is only a little bit less effective at dealing with family members, but there are some. Only Darkus showed obvious trust in Genevieve, and Darkus had hinted at her more than once before, vaguely, not to have any ideas about Genevieve.
You must know that Druchi women have a high status. Men have to declare their power and cannot mess around, but women are not within this scope. Instead, they sometimes have to do something to promote their charm. In short, it is a bit messy.
Malus's dead eldest brother Brugliel and fourth sister Jasmir are traditional and stereotyped examples.
Of course, this is just a typical example, there are hundreds of different types, and not every Druch is like this.
Drusala knew that he should do his job honestly and not do anything that was not available. She had already come out of her misery and should not jump back into it. When Annasara Clan Mother encouraged her just now, she also had a vague warning, and she knew that not only Annasara would be the only one, but also the Witch King might be able to kill her, let alone the two sisters. Oh my god, as the double-chosen one, she has to be more cautious in her actions. She knows why she is the double-chosen one.
"Actually, I've always been curious, are you used to being in Naggaroth?" Drusala asked, changing the subject.
"The place where I was born was in the Principality of Palaon in Bretonnia. Ever since my family died in the war and my former sisters died of old age, there is no one in this world for me to be attached to. After that, I have been to many places in the world. In my opinion, Every place is the same. What’s worth being attached to is the people around you. Of course, he once persuaded me before returning to Nagaroth from the Lustria continent. He didn’t really suggest that I come here. Instead, I should go back to the old world.” Genevie Fu leaned on the fence on the third floor and looked at the hall below and said sadly.
"Who did you learn your martial arts from? It seems to me that your martial arts are very strange." Drusala was also leaning on the fence. It was the first time she knew about these things, and she asked curiously.
"In Cathay, I stayed in Cathay for a long time. I was engaged in maritime trade there, and occasionally had to deal with you Druch. You know, the blue sea is not always peaceful, and there is a black ark stranded on the coast. There. I met a strange master there. He taught me martial arts, but most importantly, he taught me how to restrain the blood lust in my heart. You should know that I am a vampire, although I did not do it willingly. "
"It's strange. According to me, vampires in the old world usually control the wind of magic, such as turning into a bat or something. But I didn't see it in you, otherwise we can still communicate."
"After becoming a vampire, you will be immortal. In my opinion, this is not good. It is not like your immortal elves. This is pain and curse. By his side, I can reduce this pain. I feel that I am still alive. He is used to being in Naggaroth, so I will be used to it. If I could turn into a bat, maybe I wouldn't be caught, and then I wouldn't be able to meet him." "
I can understand the pain, as Why not a Druchi?" Drusala lamented, and she continued, "We should go back, it's getting late, and he still has a lot of things to deal with tomorrow." "
Although I can't manipulate magic . Wind, but I have seen your martial arts. We can communicate when we have time. Next, he will return to the continent of Lustria. If you are interested, I can tell you about his time in Lustria. The adventure stories on the mainland are absolutely wonderful in my opinion. After all, we exiled a Chaos Demon! We have seen many strange existences." Genevieve nodded, floated up from the fence and looked at Drusala said.
Genevieve knew that there were some things that she couldn't change. After all, Darkus was a druch and not an elf vampire. She would not be so selfish as to let Darkus become a vampire and stay with him forever. Embrace the pain. In her opinion, this is good now. She doesn't want Darkus to be confused by the problems between her and Drusala. She knows Darkus' ambitions and dreams best, and there are even many things that are better than Darkus just now. Us said it in the council chamber earlier, much earlier.
"Okay! Let's get to know each other again. My name is Drusala, a Druchi sorceress. At least until his dream comes true, he is a Druchi." Drusala said friendly.
"I am a non-magical vampire from the Principality of Palaon in Bretonnia." Genevieve smiled mysteriously after saying that, and then said, "My name is Genevieve Sandrine Porti Lake. Tidoni."
By the time Drusala and Genevieve came back, Darkus was already half asleep on the sofa.
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next day, Darkus and Young Master Newkel arrived at the Krakalund Shipyard surrounded by a large group of dignitaries, retainers and sorceresses. There must be dry docks in shipyards. If not, it would be a joke. As for hydraulic cranes, there are none, let alone gantry cranes.
Meanwhile, Neukel, who had not slept all night, convened two more emergency meetings at midnight, after which many city guard officers were executed before they saw the dawning sun. The purged city guards moved into action one after another, and some officers and troops of the field army either led, supplemented, or replaced them.
Recruitment notices began to be posted all over the city, and they began to recruit animal trainers and sorceresses from the lower class Druch families. Loxia, who was
also rejected and was so angry that she didn't sleep all night, was currently in the Tower of God Bless the Evil Party. Looking at the lively scene in the shipyard in the distance from the heights of the ship, the soldiers of Black Ark have already moved to prepare for the possible arrival of the Witch King's hand today, constantly arranging patrols and review sequences, and checking for possible The slaves on the decks, corridors and exterior buildings kept wiping the blind spots and hidden dangers under the whips.
Although Loxia was angry, he couldn't figure out the path of the Witch King's hand. He didn't know what would happen in today's meeting. Apart from the Dark Council, His Majesty the Witch King has never summoned him alone. No matter how powerful he and his family are, they are limited to Karonde Kal, and he is not outrageous enough to think that he is stronger than the Bale family that rules the Nagor. Now that the Bale family has died, the Nagor It was parked next to his black ark for maintenance.
"The one who comes here is not good."
There is no need to think too strongly about these legends and heroes. Like Malus, this is a symbol and symbol. Loxia represents the Black Ark system, Larkas represents the beast tamer system, and Kou Lan is the Black Guard. .
(End of chapter)