Chapter 40 12. Loud Conspiracy
In South America, there is a temple city located in the Lustria jungle. It is dazzling and radiant, and is called Hesiota, the "City of the Sun". Due to its location and history, the City of the Sun was the most fortified and militarily powerful of all the temple cities. Teams of lizard warriors patrolled the square and city walls. The scars on the outer walls were witnesses of the city's countless experiences in resisting foreign aggression over the millennia.
The most dazzling building in this city is the South Sky Star Pyramid, with the star observation room at the top. The leader of the city, Lord Mazdamudi, the most powerful and oldest Slann Demon Priest in existence, slowly woke up from his short sleep. Come.
Mazdamudi raised his head and stared at the deep universe. He thought about whether the ancient saints were still there and whether the "big plan" had any meaning. He lowered his head, only Pikipochi was waiting beside him, and his favorite dried worms had been prepared.
Dakwu Sui wandered around below for a while, and stopped by to see Chupa Coco. Kalien's main responsibility now was still to take good care of him, but the situation was better. The skink could speak some commonly used Elvish. , albeit with a distinctive Lustrian accent.
Now that the weather is getting colder, Chupa Coco sleeps in the hole all day long, looking like he is going to hibernate. When Darkus went to see him, he was covered with three layers of quilts inside and three outside, sleeping soundly, and Darkus didn't wake him up.
"The skink snores even when sleeping."
"Yeager, aren't you going up to the banquet?"
Yeager calmly shook his head and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I don't like it so much. I prefer to stay with beasts. Together."
The welcome banquet at Night Governor Castle began, and the main hall was already dark. Darkus was not interested in participating. After coming out, he took Walter through the side door and went to the dining area to have dinner. Then he relied on his memory to avoid the crowd, and walked to the third floor in a zigzag manner. Standing on the corner of the upper floor, he looked at the reveling Druzi dignitaries below and shook his head.
At this time, Darkus noticed a gaze directed at him from below. He looked over and saw a young male Druch, over two meters tall, chewing on a bloody cow heart and looking at him. Seeing Darkus looking at him, the Druch stuffed the remaining beef heart into his mouth, chewed it while showing a perverted smile, and waved at Darkus, his eyes were fierce and full of murder. meaning.
"Sir, that's Mangil from the Heart Eater family."
Darkus said coldly: "I know him. If you don't want to attend the banquet, go back to your room first."
Walter's good brothers and sisters are here. , Darkus didn't tease him and just let him go back. He had an impression of Mangil, the son of Krall, the patriarch of the Heart Eater family. He met him once during a banquet of the city's dignitaries. He was very oppressive with his height of 2.2 meters. At the banquet, he looked at him very provocatively, as if he was looking at a chopping board. The meat left a very deep impression on him who was not yet an adult at the time.
"Looking for an opportunity to beat you to death and poke your eyes out."
Darkus also showed a sinister smile, stretched out his right hand and gave Mangil a middle finger, turned around and continued walking towards the fourth floor.
The Black Ark Fortress of Resentment belongs to the Heart Eater, a small black ark two kilometers long. It has repeatedly attacked the coast and waterways of Ulthuan, as well as Norsca, Bretonnia, Arabi, and the southern city-states. Take advantage of it and spread fear everywhere. The patriarch Krall is a fear lord. Like the Mogar family, he has two seats in the Druchi Hundred Council, but this family has its own ideas and opinions.
At the entrance to the minaret of Darkus, Maranur was lying on the fence watching the banquet below, gritting his teeth, his expression was gloomy, as if he was thinking about something happy.
"My dear good brother, if you don't go down to the banquet, what are you doing at the door of my room?"
Maranur turned to Darkus and smiled: "I'm waiting for you here! My dear good brother."
Darkus said with a look of disgust: "What do I have to wait for? There are so many young and beautiful female druches waiting for you downstairs."
Maranur's face turned gloomy again and said: "Today's protagonist It’s not me, it’s Bale and his son.” He paused, sighed, and then said, “In the afternoon, Young Master Nukel came to see me. The patriarch of the Heart Eater family, Krall, wants to marry his daughter to me.
” Keus also lay next to Maranur and glanced down. He knew her, the famous courtesan of Krakalond and Mangil's sister. She has a pair of purple eyes of Nagaryth blood. She is slender, poised, and light. She is wearing a green silk dress. Her thick and smooth black hair is combed into a thick braid that hangs down to her waist. There are scattered on the braid. Wisps of glistening gray-white bone fragments. Her hairstyle represents a dark legend of Druchi that is full of dirty deals. She seems to be pursuing something secretly. Maybe it is a way to get closer to Slaanesh, the god of love and art?
At this moment, a group of young Toms surrounded her.
Darkus didn't tease Maranur because he could feel that Maranur was unhappy at the moment and would explode at any time.
"Oh~ Poor Maranur, this is the test given to you by young master Nukel." As he said, Darkus took out a gold velvet bag from his arms and handed it to Maranur, "The contents in the bag The jewelry is very, very beautiful. The goods coming out of the Gorund gold mine have been processed by the sorceresses in the dark witchcraft monastery. The quality is very good. She will definitely like it very much."
Maranur poured the jewelry into the palm of his hand and looked at it. He got up, looked at it for a while, put the jewelry back, and put it in his arms.
Darkus said sinisterly: "My dear good brother, you can choose one to give to her."
His subtext was to apply chronic poison on the jewelry.
Maranur thought about it, then shook his head and said: "No, the success rate is too low, and it is easy to be discovered. If it succeeds, the dignitaries in the city will guess that it is me."
Darkus understood. , raised his head indifferently, and said: "Then it depends on Ferland Bale. Find an opportunity through him to lure her out of the city. For example, there is some poison that can kill us both instantly, or we can jointly usurp power. The reason is that the eve of winter is coming soon, and I have to leave for the forest farm in a few days. Then you can find some good people and I will handle this matter, and I will send her back to Krakalond intact."
In the hall at this time, Ferland Bale's face was full of pride, and he seemed to be very satisfied with yesterday's plan? A group of female druchis were surrounding him, and he seemed to be the most beautiful druchie tonight.
Maranur thought again, then smiled viciously and patted Darkus on the shoulder.
"You are really my dear and good brother. I'm going down first. The female Druzies downstairs are still waiting for me. I'm going to find a sorceress tonight to appreciate the jewelry you gave me."
Darkus didn't. Ignore him and continue to lie on the fence and look down.
"It seems that the dignitaries in the city are disobedient again. What are the Thorns and Heart Eaters families plotting loudly?" Then he thought about the old Calvo family who couldn't bend his neck the day he came back.
Drucci's power struggle was pathological, and there was no Eastern Roman three-step process of hairpin, castration, and monastery.
Rather, it is extreme and pure, focusing on destroying the body, without any lower limit, not willing to destroy everything, and full of intrigues and intrigues in a "Byzantine" style.
"Day of the Dagger? I like it."
Mangil, White Dwarf Issue 298, War Dog Mercenary.
(End of chapter)