Chapter 200 50. The feud resumes.
Early the next morning, after morning training, Young Master Newkel was eating breakfast in the study. Kesley, the family law enforcement champion, told him what happened in the manor outside the city last night and learned the news. He nodded calmly to show that he understood, but his heart was turbulent.
"Black blade? Soul dagger? Lehan?" Newkel picked up the pipe on the table and lit it with a candlestick. He walked slowly to the side of the rear window and exposed half of his head to look at Keslay and Bainie in the family's martial arts training ground. While thinking about practicing martial arts, he thought of Elariel the Cursed, and of Darkus' trick after the last Hanir Hala. In his mind, this was a mysterious magic dagger. , maybe it was related to the Chaos Demon as Darkus said, but I didn't expect that the matter would become such a big deal.
"Renewed feud?" Newkel thought a lot for a while. He knew that he had to notify the Darkos brothers in Nagarond as soon as possible, but before notifying him, he had to go to the Tower of Destruction. trip.
This is not some mama's boy who has lived for five thousand years. Last fall, the situation in Kalonde Carl became slightly more stable, and the Black Ark Nagor, which had been staying there to assist in the suppression, left.
Now the Nagol is staying in Krakalond for resupply and repair. Unlike the last time it resupplied and repaired the hull, this time it resupplied a large amount of military supplies, including grain, baggage, armor, weapons, tanks, equipment, etc. , the Sovereign earned by the Nagor from Kalonde Karl flowed into Krakaronde, and now the powerful people in Krakaronde are making a lot of money.
At the same time, this also means that the war between Hagrid Grave and the Black Ark Nagor will break out at any time.
Newkor entered the Tower of Destruction, the door open, the sigil of Hecate shining above it, the polished bones etched with smaller runic shapes that shimmered with a life of their own. Octagonal black marble lay on the ground, inlaid with dark channels stained by dried blood. The walls are intricately carved with mysterious patterns. What's even more terrifying is that the entire Tower of Destruction is filled with a large amount of magical wind.
Newkel really doesn't like coming here when nothing happens.
There is a throne carved on the steps at the end of the hall. There is a chair, a jug of wine, two goblets and some snacks next to the table in front of the throne.
The click of shoe soles on the marble alerted Newkel that someone was coming. His mother did not use the teleportation spell, but walked slowly out of the side door.
Annasara is still wearing the noble purple long-sleeved robe, covered with a short-sleeved coat, wearing a purple cloak, with a spiked crown on her head, holding a black willow staff in her left hand and a black willow staff in her right hand. Wearing a simple elf sword.
"My dear son, eat some more with me." Annasara slowly walked to the throne and sat down, saying in a relaxed tone.
Annasara exuded an imperial aura the moment she sat down, full of quiet majesty and solemnity. She's not the savage priestess who rips the beating hearts from her victims' chests, nor the seductive, cunning witch who spins traps with lies and manipulates everything around her to her liking.
Here, she is the Night Governor of Krakarond, the legendary mage of Druchi society, and an immortal existence.
"Mother, Lehan is dead. He died in a manor north of the city of the Godrich family." Newkel walked over, sat on the chair in front of the throne, picked up the wine bottle and started pouring wine, and said.
"I know, my dear son, I witnessed all that with my own eyes yesterday, Marus the Parricide."
Nukel thought for a moment and nodded clearly. After all, the fake soul dagger was made by his mother. of.
A piece of pastry levitated from the tray and landed in Annasara's hand.
"Maybe Darkus is right. I shouldn't have given the soul dagger to Morathi at that time, but threw it into the hot magma of the Black Ridge Mountains." Anasara added, but there was no regret on her face. expression, and then started to eat pastries.
Newkel didn't say anything, but nodded. He couldn't decide the ownership of the soul dagger, and what happened had already happened. Is it possible that he could still ask Morathi to get it back? He was waiting for what his mother would say next. .
"The Nagor is staying here now. If Lehan's followers try to enter the Nagor to capture the black blade."
"Those retinues will technically violate the agreement between the Nagor and Hagrid Grave. With the terms of the truce between now and Lehan dead, maybe Barnes Burrough will take advantage of this opportunity, and we just need to help out a little bit." Neukel poured out the wine without drinking it, but took out a Out of the pipe. Under Anasara's stern gaze, he still lit his pipe and then spoke slowly.
"You know, Nukel. I don't like you smoking. It reminds me of your father who died in Tal Anlek five thousand years ago." Anasara said with a frown on her face. A hint of displeasure.
"Similarly, you also know, my mother. When I smoke, I will think of my father smoking a pipe and holding me in his arms, telling me his stories in the dwarf world." Newkel said indifferently. , after gaining some advantage in this confrontation, he immediately changed the subject and continued, "Of course, it was Lehan's army that defeated Barnes' army on the battlefield and conquered the Nagor." "
Yes. , my son. But Lehan did it according to Draka's order, and Draka received the order from His Majesty the Witch-King. If Lehan simply followed the order, and because Eldy If Banes is killed for the crime of Er (Malus's mother), then the hatred of the Bale family will only be connected with His Majesty the Witch King." Annasara raised an eyebrow and looked at Nukel who was puffing away the smoke. , said after a long time.
"The problem is that Lehan married Eldir, and Hagrid Grave and the Nagor have been fighting ever since. Now, I think Banes plans to seize this opportunity to capture Hagrid Grave and Appoint Folland as Drahau, and according to the rules of blood feud, His Majesty the Witch King will have no choice but to sit back and watch." As Nukel smoked, he suddenly felt that the smell of tobacco had changed, and it became nauseating to him. He felt like vomiting, and he knew it was his mother's fault, but he didn't say anything and continued the conversation.
"The key is that Nagor's army must attack quickly while Hagrid Grave's dignitaries are still in chaos. Since Lehan's intended successor Brugliel (the eldest brother of Malus) was killed in battle, , the title of Hagrid Gravevarahar may be passed on to Lehan's second son Isvar. As far as I know, Isvar is a bohemian libertine and the leader of a cult, and he made a fuss a few days ago Many things are not suitable for the battlefield. This will complicate Draka Night Governor's plan to appoint another more experienced dignitary as the leader of the city war, and will cause more chaos. Perhaps, the black blade is there When news of the Gore reached Hagrid Grave, the powerful were still vying with each other for the title of Valahar." "Isvar? It's difficult to run a shop, let alone lead an army into battle. Lehan's retinues are eager for revenge, and those retinues are powerful nobles. Isvar has to take action to avoid appearing weak, so he must assemble the strongest possible force in a short time. The only uncertainty at this stage is that Issy Will Valva lead this force himself or entrust it to another general."
"My son, he will not go on his own, he has no reputation as a war leader, and his power base in Hagrid Grave Too weak. He would remain on Hagrid's Grave to keep his rivals and political enemies at bay, and take credit for any victories won against the Nagor's forces.
"While Isvarr was still on Hagrid's Grave When Leif provokes a political conflict with his rivals, most of his available forces will fight against the forces of the Nagol. I believe that Burroughs will crush Isvar's army at Blackwater Crossing. Burroughs has deduced it with me many times, and that the Nagor's army will sweep that city. "
"This is just an expected speculation. My son, you know that Darkus recruited a large number of sorceresses from me not long ago, and as far as I know, Drusala returned from Nagarund. Grond mobilized some sorceresses, plus the sorceresses loyal to His Majesty the Witch King, so many sorceresses could launch a massive war, but Darkus took those sorceresses to do research? Do you believe it? I don't think Darkus will remain indifferent there. Do you know what Colonia was doing when he returned to Krakalund?" "
With my help, Colonia created a After using the magic necklace that blocked the perception of the Chaos Demon, Colonia went to Hagrid Grave to get close to the black blade. All of this was arranged by Darkus. Don’t you feel that Darkus has been there since that accidental fall? Has the Queen become weird?" Annasara asked herself and then continued.
"He seems to have changed into an elf, the way he treats his family and Druch, and uses various means to achieve the test I put on him. My mother, the most amazing thing to me is that the gods also treated him during the twilight tide. Showing a caring smile, he must have hidden something during the subsequent trip to Lustria. The truth may be even more exciting than what he told. Now he has become something similar to the Hand of the Witch King. In my impression, His Majesty the Witch King does not Who have you trusted so much, even if Darkos looks like Ancestor Alandrian?" Newkel nodded and said in agreement. As he spoke, he felt like he had been familiar with each other again. It seemed that he had chatted with his mother more than once before. The strangeness of Darkus.
"As if? That's right! He can deceive others but he can't deceive us! Destiny? The illusory and absurd fate keeps us far away from our former homeland. Maybe he will do something that even His Majesty the Witch King can't do. I believe Dak The appearance of Us will allow us to return to our long-lost homeland!" Annasara picked up the black willow staff as she said it. The power of black magic continued to grow on the black willow, and the essence on the black willow was also growing. Constantly jumping and exuding magical vitality, she continued, "But I like him very much, even more than before! And I haven't received such a precious gift for a long time."
Anna Sara glared again after finishing speaking . He glanced at Nucker.
"What about Drusala? Morathi's chief maid?" Newkel knew what his mother meant by glaring at him, so he immediately changed the subject.
"She was blessed by Hecate and Assati at the same time." Annasara raised her eyebrows slightly as she spoke.
"How is this possible?" Newkel's pupils dilated slightly, and he felt a little shocked. It's outrageous to use what Darkus once said. Although he doesn't care about the gods, he also knows the relationship between the two sisters. A pair of sisters who are suspicious of each other and wish for each other's death can actually bless a druch at the same time. ?
"My son, I can also tell you something that will shock you even more. After listening to it, I guarantee that you will stand up directly from your chair! The double blessing happened after she came into contact with Darkus! If she hadn't come When she arrived at the Tower of Destruction, she didn't even know she had changed, which meant that her sad fate was unknowingly changed by Darkus!" "
This? How is this possible?" Zhizi Moruomu, Nukel Sure enough, he stood up from the chair in shock. If he was blessed before contact, it meant Drusala was extraordinary. It became even more outrageous after being contacted by an outrageous double blessing, which represented many meanings.
"Sit down, my son. Actually, you don't have to be so surprised. Aren't the three brothers and sisters of the Takaia family, the little guy from the Thorn family, and Kalien all changed by him? Also including the Lengyan family, what's happening below Baine, who practiced martial arts with Keslay, what was the name of that centurion? And the pirates of the Lengyan family. Moreover, Maranur's fate was also changed unknowingly. At least we didn't let it happen in the first place. His idea of serving as an adjutant to His Majesty the Witch King, as far as I know, he was more majestic during his time in Naggarond than when he stayed in Krakarond. Those powerful people are constantly fawning over him, hoping to use him Get a small chance."
"Flanais became the chosen god of Edreze, Alyssa was blessed by Hecate, maybe the death of Darkus' father in the battle was also somehow related to him? My Mother, do you think he will be some incarnation?"
"Does it look like it to you? He is Darkus, Darkus is him. As he said, he is the conqueror of destiny!"
New Kerr nodded slowly, without saying anything, but seemed to be thinking about something.
"My son, he is a gift given to us by the gods, we must cherish him. Go about your business and convey this news to him. Remember, he will be the hand of the Witch King in the future! Complete the task of the good Witch King What I have entrusted to you! I will also repair the sword that Bascon once owned for him." Before Nukel left, Anasara did not forget to remind him, as if to make Nukel correct his mentality and stop being rude. Darkus serves as the Hand of the Witch-King's instructions.
Nukel stood up and bowed before taking his leave. On the way, he was thinking about the tasks that Darkus had assigned him recently. The task is very simple. There are only two points. One is to build an experimental fast sailing ship. It should be fast without a sorceress on board. It should have as few sailors as possible, and the load capacity should be large. It should be suitable for traveling between Naggaroth and Luschi. between subcontinents. He didn't pay much attention to it at the time, thinking that just making some improvements on the plunderer would be enough. What did he suddenly think of now? His cousin's dragon boat! Darkus was worried about the dragon ship's attack, and Asul took advantage of the dragon ship's speed to constantly harass the passing transport fleet.
Nukel, who was looking at the Krakarond Shipyard in the distance from a high place, suddenly understood Darkus' worries. What Darkus was currently doing was to connect Nagaroth and Lustria. Uncover Druch's war potential. If this route is cut off, it will have a great negative impact on Darkus and the Hell Calamity family politically and economically. Those powerful people who are still fawning over Maranur are likely to turn around. to attack and slander Darkus. He knew that there was an underground sea passage leading to Lustria, but the Lustria continent was too long.
The Cauchen Plain designated by Darkus was also too far from the exit of the underground sea. It was so far away that many black arks needed to be deployed not far from the coast of Lustria as a fixed support fulcrum. Newkel quickly gave up. Got this idea. This is simply unrealistic. Without the huge plundering ship, Black Ark is like a beast without claws. It's okay to keep moving. If you stay in one place for a long time and encounter Asur's dragon ship, you will be waiting for death, and no admiral is willing to stay doing nothing. After all, not all black arks are as special and independent as the Nagol. Even if the admiral agrees, the restless Druch pirates below will not agree. Login plunder and rebellion are very likely to occur, and what happens next is likely to get worse.
"Driven by hell dragons, sails and magic?" Nucker decided to put down his work and go to the shipyard. He was going to start designing a new ship immediately and build a few more experimental ships for Darkus to choose from. In addition, the scale of the shipyard and various lumberyards will be expanded in the future. The scale that has been expanded is not enough, far from enough. Moreover, while expanding, we must also strengthen defenses to guard against possible harassment from cousin Asul. He will not Imagine seeing the shipyard burned to the ground early the next morning, as Darkus said.
As for Darkus's other arrangement, it was simple. To set up a special pontoon force to quickly cross the river without magic assistance, it seemed very simple in his eyes. He was too good at this, and in his mind There are already many ideas and experiments in , all it takes is repeated experiments in the Red Poison River.
The foreshadowing and conclusion stuck with me in this chapter
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