Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 33 5. Our family is in decline

Butler Dia, who was waiting outside the door, saw Darkus coming out, bowed his head and saluted him, and then said: "Master, Master Maranur just came back this morning and is sleeping now. I'm afraid I can't go to the market with you."

Darkus laughed and said: "It's expected, isn't it? I have to go out. See you in the evening, Butler Dia."

When he walked to the corner of the stairs, he met Keslay, the family's law enforcement champion. Darkus heard from his cousin that this Druchi had studied at Hal Gansey, followed the path of an executioner, and was good at using a curved blade. Execution knife. He has never spoken and seems to be mute.

Darkus smiled and nodded at him, Keslay stood there blankly looking at him, his face unchanged at all, and the two Druchi passed by.

In the hall, a waiter walked over quickly, saluted outside the Three Swords of Darkus, and then said: "Master, a noble named Walter Thorn in the waiting room requests to see you."

"Okay, you go and ask him to come out directly and meet me in the stable." After saying that, he walked down the steps, walked through the garden, and walked towards the stable. He had to go see the three Takaia brothers and sisters.

Darkus was holding the horse, and at this moment, a Druchi on the slope came towards him, stopped at the position of the three swords, and said: "Sir, your retinue Walter Thornthorn salutes you!" He said I had to kneel down on one knee after all the effort.

"Did you come on horseback?"

"My lord, no."

"Can you ride?"

"Sir, I will."

"Get up and ride a horse. Do you know where the ancestral home of the Takaia family is?"

"Sir, I know."

Darkus looked at Walter. He was only wearing a thick brown leather Kaitan. He had neither a robe nor a Hadrica, and there was no noble curved sword on his waist.

"What's the situation? Broken settlement? Can't be done?"

Walter struggled to get on his horse, and controlled the horse until he was two swords away from Darkus.

"Where are your robes and Hardrika?"

Walter's face was pale and he said with lingering fear: "Sir, there were two stone vipers in my closet just now. I reacted quickly and ran out directly. I ran out and came here directly." After saying that, he lowered his head.

"Damn it, why does it sound so familiar to me? What kind of Malus script."

Darkus asked: "If I weren't here, would you still be in the waiting room?"

"Yes, my lord, I have nothing left."

Darkus shook his head and said: "Let's go to the Takaia family and ride faster."

Two Druch dignitaries galloped wildly in the noble area. Although Walter's foot was a little lame, his equestrian skills were very good.

A group of patrolling city guards passed by Darkus, walking in line without squinting, as if the two powerful men did not exist, and the rapid sound of horse hooves seemed to have never appeared in their ears.

The ancestral home of the Takaia family is very dilapidated and incompatible with the surrounding aristocratic manors. It looks very, very old. Several spiers have collapsed due to years of disrepair, and the outer walls of the ancestral home are covered with withered vines. The garden was full of weeds, and there was a cart and several shovels next to it. There were some shoveled weeds on the cart, and there were signs of fighting. It was a mess.

Darkus looked at the scene in front of him and thought: "Our family has declined? What the hell is this place? Four people will go crazy if they go in. Those who didn't know thought it was Sylvania. There are probably people inside. A sleeping vampire."

"My lord, now?"

"Let's go in and take a look."

After speaking, Darkus got off his horse, tied the horse, and drew out the noble curved sword.

Walking up the steps and just about to open the door of the ancestral home, the door opened by itself.

A waiter from the Hell Calamity Family stepped back and saluted him. He looked at the waiter.

"Why are you here?"

"Master, Butler Dia sent us here to serve."

Darkus nodded, took back his weapon and said, "Where are they?"

"Master, they are resting in the bedroom upstairs."

"convenient?"

"Master, they are still sleeping, do you need me to wake them up?"

"Then I won't go up and disturb them. I'll come back tomorrow and you have to take good care of them."

After saying that, without waiting for the waiter to answer, he turned to greet Walter and left. He was in a hurry in the morning and wanted to go back to get some Sovereigns, self-defense repeating crossbows and flintlock muskets, and then got one of his own for Walter. Noble robes and curved sword. He dared to pat his chest and guarantee that the three brothers and sisters would be extremely grateful to Newkel tomorrow. Forget it, don't think about it anymore, just let nature take its course.

After coming out of Night Governor Castle, we walked and chatted until we reached the bridge. The gangsters who collected the "Red Poison River Sightseeing Fee" ran away from Darkus when they saw him.

The bridge is fifteen meters wide, with a statue of Kane standing at the highest point in the center, with his right foot forward, wearing spiked armor, his hands raised flat, his left hand holding his heart, and his right hand holding a serrated sword with the tip of the knife pointing upward, with a ferocious expression.

Darkus frowned and looked at the statue and thought: "You are really crazy. I will punch you when I see you next time!"

"Where did you go for the trial?"

"My lord, Leonis of Bretonnia."

Darkus laughed and said, "Hey, what a coincidence! Did you meet that female knight?"

"Kane was on board. We encountered him. We encountered him not long after we landed, not only her, but also the knights she led. Half of the Druchi died on the spot, and only a small part of the Druchi ran back to the ship."

Darkus looked at Walter sympathetically and said, "I also met a Druch who was participating in the trial before. He bumped into him when he was retreating."

Darkus stopped in the middle of the bridge, with the cold wind ruffling his hair. He looked at the black ark parked in the noble dock area on the west bank, and the countless Druzi plunderers parked at the dock on the east bank, with their black masts crowded together. The coast of the City of Ships is neatly arranged on the sea of ​​resentment that is about to freeze. On the horizon, there are scattered Druzi raiding ships returning one after another.

Looking at everything in front of him, Darkus felt extremely unreal, as if he was in a dream, but he couldn't wake up no matter what. He was speechless, his eyes were closed tightly in pain, and he let the cold wind blow through his body. After a moment, he opened his arms to embrace the world.

Walter seemed to feel Darkus's emotions, his body trembled slightly, and he looked at Darkus quietly.

After crossing the bridge, crossing the square, and walking for a while, Darkus looked at a tavern and said, "Let's go get something to eat first."

It's strange to say that I ate a lot in the morning, but I feel like I haven't eaten anything, so I feel hungry again. Seeing how Walter was shaking, he probably didn't eat anything in the morning.

After tying the horse, Darkus saw that Walter could dismount normally, so he walked straight up the steps and pushed the door open.

The moment he entered, the noisy tavern suddenly became quiet. The boss behind the bar, the scantily clad female druzi waiter walking in the aisle, the noisy old sea dog, and the fist-pumping mercenary all stared blankly at the man wearing purple noble silk as if they were under a silencing spell. Darkus in robes, wearing a Hadrica, and a noble curved sword hanging from his waist.

Darkus entered the door, waved his left hand casually, and walked towards the bar. The Druzi around him quickly stood up and backed away, and rushed out of the door quickly. The bar owner broke out in a cold sweat, swallowed his saliva, and knelt down at the bar. later.

"Get up, I'm delaying your business. Send someone to the door to keep an eye on my horse and get some delicious food."

After speaking, he took out a Sovereign and placed it on the bar. The boss stood up tremblingly and said in a distorted voice: "No delay, no delay. It's my honor for you to come."

Darkus didn't want to talk nonsense to him, so Walter asked at this time: "What food is there in the store?"

"Sir, there are freshly baked grilled lizard meat and mushroom soup."

Walter looked at Darkus and he nodded.

At this time, there was no fourth Druchi left in the store, they had all run away.

Darkus found a relatively clean table and sat down. Walter found a piece of cloth and wiped the table, then stood beside him.

"Come here and eat together."