Chapter 47 19. Making matters worse
Dacus turned around and waved his hand, and the dignitaries and soldiers exited the room one after another.
"Edmund! Chop off all the heads and pile them into the manor."
"Ren, lead a team of soldiers to search this building carefully to see if there is anything special."
Darkus continued Two orders were given.
In the manor, the cold lizards were munching on the corpses on the ground, and the soldiers were cutting off heads in groups of three.
Two animal trainers carried a Druchi who was tied by a steel chain and pushed him to the ground. The Druchi was still squirming and struggling. Darkus saw the thorns of Hadrica on the Druchi's neck. Mark, Darkus nodded, and a trainer took out the dragon tendon whip and whipped it directly.
Darkus smacked his lips and said, "Today is a good day. The head of the Thorns family lost two sons in one day. It is really sad news." After speaking, he laughed, and then said: "Young Master Lord, let me protect the youngest son of the Thorn family, but it's a pity that you are not the one."
One Ear had no chance to go to his boss uncle. He was tied up with a steel chain by Carlion, but the steel chain didn't burn red. Now, Darkus waved his hand and called Alyssa over: "You, Kalien and the others will go back later and send them to the Night Governor's Castle. If you're lucky, this miserable ear can still catch up. The last boat trip to Naggarond is to meet with the great Witch King Malekith. I believe that His Majesty the Witch King will definitely give him a good meal."
Alyssa turned her head and looked at one ear and one ear. Er's mouth was blocked, and even if there was poison in his teeth, he couldn't use it. His eyes were full of despair and pleading, and his end would be terrible.
Darkus was not interested in hearing his story, such nonsense as being forced to do so or being coerced. He would not be so stupid as to leave this ear by his side and let him teach Darkus magic. As a direct descendant of the Scourge of Hell, he would have to deal with the Witch King Malekith sooner or later, and he might even have to become a Adjutant of Time, Postmaster General and the like. Malekith can't see the magical wind on his body? At that time, Patriarch Alandrian will be useless when he is still alive. Darkus doesn't want to find excitement for himself. If there is a shortage of warlocks, he will just ask the family for them.
"The big guy's food is so delicious, it makes me hungry. It's amazing that there are no Kane assassins here."
Franais said respectfully: "Sir, they are better informed in Krakalond, so they are I won't get into this bad luck."
Darkus said nonchalantly: "For your good fortune, what are those mercenaries still doing? I really want Sovelin to risk his life and dare to take any job."
"Sir, spare my life. , Spare your life, these dignitaries said they were ambushing his younger brother, we didn’t want to offend the Hell Calamity Family, sir, spare your life."
This is the problem of poor information. Without poor information, you don’t even know how you died, mercenary The captain led his team into the abyss. No matter what those mercenaries said, Darkus would not be able to spare them. The Druchi society did not have kindness and influence. On the contrary, these Druchies would think you were weak and easy to bully, and you would have opportunities to take advantage of them. Are you looking for something to do when you are idle?
The ruling method of Druchi's top leaders is very direct and brutal, which is extreme fear and pure violence!
As a member of the Hellscourge family, Darkus must first maintain the family's rule in Krakaronde.
Newkel threw Walter to Darkus and asked Maranur to marry the daughter of the Heart Eater family, which was clearly a way to practice the skills of these two brothers.
The killing started again over there, and Darkus took the echo drum and beat it rhythmically. He was waiting.
The killing was over and the drumming stopped.
Ren came out and said to Darkus in disappointment: "Sir, I checked carefully and found only some letters, but not what I was looking for." Then Ren doubted himself and said: Maybe I have too little experience. ? not found? "The scene of Slaanesh, the God of Love and Art, that Darkos was looking forward to was not there? But he didn't want to go in and walk around again.
"It's carnival time again! Go and find out if there is anything valuable! Disband now! "
In the manor, except for the people of Darkus, there are no other standing druchi. There are only a group of locked slaves in the shed, and they can't escape even if they want to.
These people have brains . There were only soldiers who defeated the superiors, counterattacked Ulthuan, killed, looted, and Kane, cheered, and went to collect their belongings. This opportunity was too rare. There was no war and only fixed military pay, although most of the soldiers had already been divided. He obtained the property for the trial of Haksiya's voyage, but which Druchi disliked Sovelindo?
"It's not easy to deal with. These Druchi don't need land, Lao Qin?" North and south? military region? A feudal town? Golden man? Back money? Good guy, Jiedushi is actually me? I have to write an investigation report when I have time. After all, I was once a successor. "
Water came out carrying his brother's head. Darkus raised his head at him, indicating that there was another brother on the ground. This time, Wouter acted quickly and did not say anything about the villain's acceptance speech. He just took out the sawtooth shorts. Dagger bled his brother's neck. Walter calmly watched his brother drown in a pool of his own blood, and quickly cut off the head.
After doing all this, he walked to Darkus and knelt down, speaking incoherently. He said quietly: "My lord, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, who cares about a lame Druch? My father likes me on the surface, but in fact, he just wants to watch us sons fight so that we will not peek into his position, and now he has dragged you into the water as well. Sorry, my lord. "
Franais and Baine avoided it wisely.
"Oh, oh, ok, okay. "
Dakeus was blowing the wind in the square for half an hour, while Walter and Baine were in a daze beside him. Franais was pulled into the building by Renn, who seemed not to believe in evil and looked around again.
Several soldiers rolled out three carts from the warehouse, and the rest of the soldiers moved the wounded, dead soldiers, and trophies onto the carts one after another. Dacus also saw several murals and leather goods with strange paintings.
"Sir, we have finished searching the basement and hidden compartments, and it is true that there is nothing. "
Soon the soldiers lined up. Edmund and several captains searched their bodies one by one to prevent them from being hidden. The soldiers were smiling and seemed to be very satisfied with today's killing and looting. The heads
were piled in the manor, and the heads of Walter's two brothers were placed in the manor. The grade was placed on the top, and Darkus nodded with satisfaction.
"Walter, when you go back, count the points and give me a list before you give them.
The soldiers knelt down and shouted: "Thank you! " grown ups!
"Pull out the slaves and burn this manor! " "
Dakeus just wants to tighten the noose, make things bigger, and make the rats move.
(End of Chapter)