Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

"First of all, you have to know that all the problems of a country, success or failure, lie in the form of its political system. Just as water flows from its source, all actions are conceived and designed not only from their political system, but also from their political system."

Darkius said as he placed a black piece on the chessboard, and then he moved to the far end, leaving time for Finnubar to think.

Now it is the third day of the meeting between the couple..., but from the second day, the meeting entered garbage time. Who made Darkius so efficient that he used the first day, which was supposed to be a chat, to hold a meeting and get things done within a day.

The abstract table was still there, and Marin, wearing a gorgeous silk robe, whispered with the heads of the sailing families, discussing how to optimize the maritime trade routes. Areda and Skarlock focused on the problems of Bretonnia, their eyes were sometimes solemn, and sometimes flashed with strategic light. The two sides occasionally discussed common problems, and the scrolls and maps on the table were spread out, recording every important discussion result.

At the edge of the clearing, Kaleon was having a lively discussion with the Twilight sisters, Breas, Grus, and Terra. Surrounded by various beasts, it seemed lively. Kaleon exchanged insights on beast behavior and tactics with Terra and the Twilight sisters, their voices full of excitement and admiration.

Breas was showing Grus his latest insights, especially how to skillfully use the chariot in battle.

Two giant bears named Chrom and Cruci wandered beside Breas. They were Breas's loyal companions and had fought side by side with him for many years. Now, with the permission of Dacus, a battle-hardened Cold One chariot was delivered to Breas to replace his original chariot.

Breas harnessed his two bear companions to the front of the chariot and began to test it in the clearing. He controlled the chariot to run on the clearing, and the huge single wheel rolled over the ground, making a low creaking sound. Under his control, the chariot turned and drifted flexibly, showing amazing adaptability and coordination. Crom and Cruci dragged the chariot effortlessly, their strength and speed perfectly matched the performance of the chariot. The elves stopped to watch, and occasionally made sounds of amazement and praise.

It is well known that Asrai has no chariot units, but sometimes words are not absolute.

Although Breas has noble blood, he is short among the elves, but his heart is as broad as his bear, which is why he is called "Bear Heart", belonging to the sturdy type. He is sturdy and has agility beyond the elves. When a battle occurs, he will lead his companions into the battlefield, but he never stands on the chariot, but on the yoke, which is the connection between the two bears.

He will run back and forth on the yoke, communicate with his companions with a series of low roars and grunts, and command the chariot. There will also be javelin bags on both sides of the bear. His specialty is to throw the javelin accurately when the chariot is running wildly.

The "King of Beasts" Grus, who had degenerated to the point of not speaking, watched the chariot running wildly while talking to Kalyon with his voice and gestures. Two saber-toothed tigers squatted lazily beside him, looking at Kalyon curiously with their ears twitched.

The two saber-toothed tigers were called Fang and Claw, a pair of hermaphrodites, and the last of their kind in the forest. When the forest was threatened by the enemy, Grus would be summoned to lead the two saber-toothed tigers to fight side by side with their relatives. But he was independent during the battle. He was called the "King of Beasts" because he could control the beasts. Some giant wolf packs, giant spiders, and bears would join the battle. The beasts would search for prey on the battlefield with their dagger-like fangs. After the battle, they would disappear into the woods after a full meal.

Grus and Breas were members of Les-Kun according to the division of neighboring gangs. Terra, who was said to be the daughter of Orion, was different from the two of them. She was more like a beast-friendly person and was one of the legendary beast messengers. She was surrounded by some giant cats who were also lazily basking in the sun. The Twilight sisters were even more amazing. As the incarnations of Athel Loren, they were more popular than any other elves, especially in communicating with wild beasts...

Talos, Fendor, and Tyrandor were talking in "Eagle Language". In addition to the common label of lords, they also had the label of being able to speak Eagle Language. The three of them had a long history and could communicate with giant eagles. They were sharing their combat experience and insights when riding giant eagles, and every word was full of wisdom and skills.

They used models to replace real giant eagles, and the wings of the models drew elegant arcs in the air. Talos described his strategy of diving at high altitude to attack the enemy, Fendor talked about how he used the speed and flexibility of the giant eagle to dodge the enemy's arrows, and Tyrandor described how he used subtle body language and mental connection to improve the efficiency of combat when working with the giant eagle.

Drusala and Kolonia sat together with the sorceresses, studying a bear skin jacket made of orange fur. This is a gift from Hornberg to Dakwus. This sleeveless jacket is famous for regulating the wearer's body temperature, so that the wearer will not feel too cold or too hot regardless of the external environment. Dakwus thought it was a good thing, and he originally planned to let the lizardmen of Orbion use it, but the lizardmen of Orbion did not use it, and the lizardmen of Athel Loren used it first.

The sorceresses are intently studying the mechanics of the jacket, hoping to figure out how it works. Athel Loren is still a bit colder than the jungles of Lustria and Southland, and the lizardmen cannot always squat in Aranlock to bask in the sun. The environment of other Eleven collars is not as warm as Alan Locke. If the secret of this jacket can be cracked and mass-produced, maybe it can be brought back to Nagaroth?

Tolandil was communicating with Sereni and Liariel, and a group of wood spirits kept surrounding them. Of course, the way they communicate is not with words, but with musical instruments. Randhir held his lute in his arms, his fingertips dancing on the strings, emitting a melodious melody. Serene blew the conch horn, the deep and rich sound intertwined with the crispness of the lute.

Liariel was tuning a five-string lute, strumming the strings carefully, and the notes were floating in the air. This pipa was brought out by Darkus from Longyan Castle. The sound was unique, but she was still unfamiliar with it. However, it is just a stranger. After getting started for a while, she will soon master the essentials of playing.

Darkus' calculation was very loud. He asked Liariel to learn to play the lute first, and then asked Liariel to teach him. In this way, Pipa will become the medium between the two of them, so that they won't have awkward conversations.

The spellcasters of Assur and Asrai gathered around Salil and Narhap, learning about magic. They exchange ancient spells and share their unique understanding of the flow of magical winds.

Salil's voice is full of wisdom and grace, and he explains complex magical theories in simple language. Narharp takes a more practical approach, showing how to quickly cast powerful spells in combat. The cooperation of one god and one clam makes the learning atmosphere both tense and full of excitement, and every spellcaster is immersed in this endless ocean of knowledge.

On the other side, some Asrai competed with some Assur and Enil to try out their archery skills. They stood on the hastily built shooting range, their eyes focused, and the bows and arrows in their hands seemed to have become a part of their bodies. Each arrow was shot with precise force and angle, and the air was filled with the hum of bowstrings and the sound of arrows piercing the air.

After a day of competition, Darkus came to a conclusion: among the average, the best archery skills among the four spirits were Aslay and Enil, Asul ranked second, and Druchi Well...the weather is really nice today, the sun is shining and there are no clouds in the sky.

Darkus turned his attention to the place where the crowd gathered, where a fierce fist and kick competition was going on.

Baine, who had stripped off his upper body, and "Hook Blade" Seonlan, who was also shirtless, were fighting with each other with fists and kicks. Bainie swings his fists like the wind, each blow carrying powerful power. However, Seonlan was more flexible. He used his agile steps and dodge skills to constantly deflect Baine's attacks. The two were entangled with each other, punching each other hard, sweat flying, and the surrounding audience burst into cheers, cheering for their respective goals.

Darkus could feel that Baine seemed to be no match for Seonlan. Baine had an advantage in strength, but not in skill and speed. Sianglan, who was in a defensive state, seemed to be at ease. It was obvious that he was unique in fists and kicks. After all, he was not called "Hook Blade" for nothing. Sion Lan seemed to be giving Baigne some tips. On weekdays, Baigne's role was reversed at this moment.

"Hey!" Darkus, who heard the sound of the move, turned his head and looked at the chessboard. After one glance, he exclaimed, and then he threw the white piece that Finubar had dropped back into the chess box, "The three agreed upon The Three Forbidden Hands cannot be placed here.”

Darkus can play Go, but he can't play anything like chess. Finubar can play chess, but he can't play Go, so he finally adopted a compromise and played backgammon...

The rules of backgammon are simple, three or three are prohibited, four or four are prohibited, and forget about long-term moves. Without rules, there is no way to play backgammon. There are routines. When a fixed round comes, the one who moves first will end up in a situation where three or three moves are prohibited.

According to the normal procedure, Finubar had already committed a foul when San San was banned. A foul meant that the set had been lost. According to the reading, Finubar has the bad roots of an elf? Short-sighted? Value immediate benefits?

Winning or losing a game of chess is not important to Darkus. He does not bet on the sky, land, or life, and he does not have the competitive spirit to compete every penny. Playing chess is just a bridge of communication, just like drinking at the dinner table. He and Finubar need a medium.

"Sorry... I forgot." Finubar, who was in a thinking state, came back to his senses and reset the chess pieces. "Can you be more specific about what you just said?"

"It is a phenomenon that a big country is strong, prosperous, and mighty. There are many factors in this, such as a good economy, good management, and good customs and habits. Trade goods flow smoothly, and everyone can exchange what they have, in all aspects, to form a The overall situation is good everywhere. When the economy is prosperous, it can support the army and a good bureaucratic team, so the power structure is good. This is the so-called economic foundation.

In addition, we have an open and tolerant mentality, and our concepts are influenced by certain philosophies and religions. We are in a very ambitious and open state. We can cut into every point to find the reasons why a country is strong and why it is strong. Which of these factors do you think is the most important? "

After Darkus finished speaking, he did not make a move. He held the chess piece in his hand and stared at Finubar, who was tall, narrow-faced, and sharp-eyed.

According to the beauty standards of elves, Fenubar, who has blond hair, is very handsome. He is said to have "eyes always looking for the next horizon." His green eyes complement the thousands of gems inlaid on the emerald door of Lothern. Today he wears a robe of Cathay silk that at first seems plain, but upon closer examination, it is revealed that the robe is woven with complex connected patterns.

He did not see in Finubar's eyes something looking out from behind them, something neither friendly nor malicious, more like observing in a very distant way, not like an ordinary elf, but An entity of a completely different species. This is the reaction after stepping into the holy fire. Even if you are protected by the fire-avoidance spell, there will be some kind of reaction. Asuryan is cursing the Phoenix King who enters the holy fire with the fire-avoidance spell. At the same time, he will also observe everything through the Phoenix King's vision. , this is very Asuryan...

Finubar's voice was neither affable nor cheerful, and there was no need for him to play some sort of role in front of Darkus that was trying to be reassuring but not actually having any connection. Due to years of sailing, his voice is rough and deep, with a strange accent. The nasal tone seems to be consistent with the majestic atmosphere heard on the command deck of the ship.

Darkus actually drew a blueprint for Finubar through his words, an Ulthuan appearance for Finubar to become the Phoenix Queen, a weak and fat man...

"System? It's a system!" Finubar first questioned, and then immediately confirmed.

"It's the system, the power structure, maybe what I just described is what it will be like after you return to Ulthuan.

After all, this time you handed in a relatively satisfactory answer, established contact with Athel Loren, and established trade relations with Bretonnia. When you return to Altdorf soon, may you receive a valuable gift? Humans who have experienced the Battle of Altdorf will worship us, fear us, and regard us as the incarnation of gods. I have a very good personal relationship with the High Priest of Sigmar there. Beloda mentioned it to you, right?

You will gain a greater advantage in diplomacy with the Empire, and I think you should establish an elven town in Sisi Leonask to pave the way for the future a hundred years later. You can also take a trip to Lauren Loren. Queen Marist may be very keen to see you after we leave.

If you wish, you can sail trustworthy ships to Theatirta to trade with the Aenir. Of course, Druchi ships loaded with Lustrian goods will also sail there. Maybe it will make an excellent place. Smuggling port? As long as you don't embarrass Kaiya, she is my good friend and I like her.

Then, you can go to the World's Edge Mountains, drink dwarven beer and build a bond with the dwarves, just like Malekith did originally. It's a pity that my trip to Elsin Alvin is coming to an end here, and I have to return to the new world. Otherwise, I really want to go with you and see your expression when you drink dwarf beer. "Darkus didn't criticize Ulthuan's system or past troubles. He didn't want to make a fuss, and there was no point in talking about it. Finubar couldn't change anything. After talking, he fell into trouble.

Finubar laughed when he heard the topic about the dwarves, but he did not respond to Darkus' words. Instead, he lowered his head in silence and looked at the chessboard intently.

After finishing the fight, Darkus looked at the fist and kick showdown between Baine and Seonlan.

Baine punched Sion Lan in the face, but Sion Lan nimbly dodged sideways, then quickly turned around and punched Baine directly in the abdomen. Baine grunted and staggered back. Sion Lan, who was no longer on defense, took the opportunity to step forward and threw a left hook followed by a right punch. The series of attacks made Baigne tired of dealing with them. Then he turned around and kicked Baigne to the ground, kicking Baigne to the ground. The victory was decided.

"Have you ever thought about what you would be like when you were the Phoenix King?" Darkus asked curiously after seeing that there was nothing to show for him and that Finubar was reluctant to make a move.

"Of course I thought about it before I met you. After meeting you, hey... To be honest, I also want to return to Ulthuan now. The rest of the journey becomes meaningless with your words. What I will do next Everything is like a puppet in your hands, without any sense of achievement.

Do I really want to go back to Lothern and tell them what really happened in Athel Loren, and tell them that someone like you is among the Druchi? A being even scarier than Malekith, but it's meaningless. What will happen if they find out? They will only passively defend and wait for your attack. Like you said, the system limits Ulthuan. "

"You should go and complete the path that I have not completed. Although you cannot get back the Phoenix Crown in the dwarf's treasure house, at least thousands of years after the end of the War of Revenge, the elves and dwarves have established initial contact again.

The elves need to complete the layout of Elsin Alvin, you are irreplaceable, you are indispensable. In this way, when you go back, you will also gain reputation, the right to speak, and the respect of Asul, which is very good for the future.

If you go back now, empty-handed, they will only laugh at you. When you tell me what happened, they will say that you were frightened by a Druch, and they will not believe what you told me. Even if you believe them, they will attack you, slander you, take this opportunity to deny your favors and promises, and even label you a "collaborator". You don't really want to experience Nagaros. Local customs and hospitality, right?

Can you imagine what would happen if you told me about using a fire repellent charm to walk into a holy fire? You are shaking the foundation of their rule. You are not only thinking about yourself, but also thinking about the people who follow you. They have poured everything into you. "

"Perhaps... you are right. I have to admit that your knowledge of them is too accurate. Yes, you are right. I should continue my journey to Elsin Alvin." Finubar Convinced by Darkus, he thought that what Darkus said was right, so right. It was inevitable that he would encounter what Darkus said after returning to Ulthuan.

"Assur was corrupted during the reign of Bel-Hathhor, and they hope you will bring the courage and strength of the elves. You are a sailor and adventurer, not a decadent magician.

There has never been a fairer and more open ruler than you. You are the Phoenix King from Lothern. You are the first Phoenix King from that city and land. You embody the virtues of Lothern. This is an era. symbols of. "Although Darkus was a little afraid of Fenubal, he did not trick him into not becoming the Phoenix King. Fenubal was not stupid at all, but very smart. And in his opinion, this did not seem to be important. His After his heart was tempered, he evolved again, and Asuyan was still stuck...

Is the fire repellent spell really that amazing? Asuryan is watching everything. If Fenubar still chooses to step into the holy fire after having the mentality of knowing something, it is tantamount to provocation. This is not a kind of dedication, unless Fenubar does not use the fire avoidance spell and fights. Give it a try. After Bel Hathor dies, when Finubar steps into the Holy Fire, it will be the time when Druchi has completed preparations for war. By then...

"Princes unite around me? My position will become stronger and stronger, and their strength will become weaker and weaker, at least for a while. But things are just like what you just said, Darkus, you You're right, this actually can't solve the fundamental problem. The system limits Asul, and I can't solve any problems even as the Phoenix King.

As a member of the Assur noble system, I cannot shake the system, and Ulthuan does not have the ability to end Naggaroth. I seem to know why you are Druchi, and why the gods chose you. Only external forces, only beings like you, can break the shackles, destroy the old order, and establish a new order. Can you tell me about Naggaroth? Now I am full of curiosity about it. "Finubar's eyes were locked on Darkus, and there was a deep sadness in his voice. His words were filled with helplessness and trembling. He held the chess piece tightly with his fingers, as if the chess piece would fall if he let go. on the chessboard.

"Of course, there is actually nothing to tell there. Naggaroth is a place full of bitter cold and despair. The sky is always lead-grey. All year round, the cold wind of the Chaos Wilderness will blow, bringing biting cold. The land It has always been frozen, and ice covers the earth, as if there is never spring. Our castles and fortresses in the north are built on steep cliffs, surrounded by endless glaciers and snowfields, with almost no green plants growing.

There, survival is a luxury. Food and resources are scarce, and only the strongest and most cunning Druchi survive. Druchi have received cruel training since childhood because only in this way can they survive in this environment. We learned to fight in the cold and hunt in the dark because that was the only way to survive.

Nagaros is not only a geographically bitter and cold place, but also a spiritual purgatory. Every day is an endless war, every moment is full of tests of life and death, where there is no mercy, only ruthless struggle and cruel competition. "

Finubar nodded silently, his eyes full of complex emotions. He felt that Darkus seemed to be demonstrating the art of speaking? But he did not interrupt or ask questions. He chose to continue listening to Darkus' words.

"Not all Druchi there believe in the God of Bloody Hands. Look over there, those warriors believe in the Lord of Blades. Some beings, including me, are the chosen ones of the Lord of Blades. There are also some who believe in other Sai Sarayi pantheon, but this cannot deny the proportion of the God of Bloody Hands in Druchi’s belief. The Druchi you see now is the most sane. There are madmen everywhere, especially in the north.”

"so……?"

"Yes." Darkus dropped the black mark.

"Malekis..."

"He is not. He went to the Withered Islands and the Temple of Cain when he was young. He saw the ever-changing Sword of Cain, but he did not touch it. He ran away in a panic. Otherwise, history will be rewritten. , He will not go to the north, the civil war will break out early? You know what will happen next, no matter how the two sides fight, he has no idea of ​​picking up the Sword of Kane."

"This..." Finubar, who heard these words for the first time, looked at Dacus in astonishment, looking at Dacus's eyes and expression, and he wanted to tell whether the words were true or false.

"It's politics! Alandrian's daughter, that crazy woman, is very influential in Naggaroth. Malekith declared himself the son of the Bloody Hand God, restricting Heliben's development in religion and belief. Like Asul, those two wouldn't say anything anyway, right?" At this point, Darkus laughed, feeling that this was all too darkly humorous.

"Yes."

"I am the chief governor of Duruchi. Let me tell you a little secret. Between daydreaming and handling government affairs, Malekith prefers daydreaming. So, I am responsible for Nagaros's affairs, all affairs. I am the weightlifting champion of Nagaros, and the six cities of Nagaros are on my shoulders. In my opinion, the war between Duruchi and Asur is inevitable. I am also preparing for it, although it has not yet officially started.

With the blood supply of the Kaochen Plain, Nagaros will develop, real development, instead of the intermittent plundering before. Nagaros will no longer be what I just said. The new will replace the old, children will be educated, not disorderly, the population and the number of troops will increase, and I am the key to it.

So , you know the key point, yes, me! You can find a chance to kill me, and that route, I don't mind you attacking, but welcome it, after all, this is part of the war, right?

But don't worry, I won't let the lizardmen participate in the attack on Ulthuan, their mission is to protect this world, not to participate in the civil war of the elves, the elves are proud, aren't they? You can think of the Kaochen Plain as a colony of Duruchi, just like the colony of Asur, just like you have trade with Zhendan, as for whether you develop colonies or not, that is your internal matter. "Dakwus didn't go into this too much, he only talked about some things that Belloda would mention to Asur, and didn't talk about things like steel mills that would scare people to death.

"Dakwus, I'm still a little confused. It seems to me that there is no need for you to come to Elsin Alvin?"

"Because what you see is superficial, what you can see with your eyes. I have two identities. As Umaq, I need to come here to see the situation. Orbion Island and this continent are very important, more important than you can imagine. The forests in the north of the empire and here are the focus. This is related to the future layout and the safety of the world."

"Use troops against Elsin Alvin? No... Although we have known each other for a short time, I know this is not your style."

"Yes, this is not my style, but this is also my style. In my opinion, the purpose of the war between Nagarys and Ulthuan is to allow the elves to complete the true nirvana rebirth, not like now. The old system needs to be eliminated and the new system needs to be established. Only under the new system can the elves protect the world.

And Elsin Alvin is the focus of protection, so I came. I think there is no benefit for the elves to go to war with humans. Occupy Bretonnia? Occupy the Empire? In my opinion, the system of Bretonnia and the Sigma Empire is essentially the same. Ulthuan is no different. They are no longer savages, no longer tribes, they have evolved into a civilization.

When they face a war, they will put aside their differences and stand together. The war will be long-term and will not benefit the elves. It may be another war of revenge. Death will accompany the war, and the rewards obtained from humans may not be enough to pay the soldiers' pensions.

So..."

"Change the way, like Brione, Quinaris?"

"Yes, this is a big chess game. I plan to focus on Tar Ulishain. As I said the day before yesterday, the elves should be a world empire regardless of whether they use a certain system or multiple systems. The elves will end the rule of the living dead and take that land. We can transform the desert there into fertile land and run it with another system. "

"Grand blueprint, as far as I know, it is very vast there. Can you elaborate on it?" Finnubar was a little stunned. He had a good education and had seen the map. He knew how big Tar Ulishain was. He couldn't imagine the scene of fertile land there, and how many people it would support.

"It's nothing, actually. When the new system of Ulthuan enters a period of peace, it will develop rapidly. When it reaches a critical point, we will launch a huge war, a war from south to north. This is why I established friendship with the Norse Dwarves. Belloda should have told you about these things. But what she doesn't know is that one of the big clans of Skaven is entrenched there, and that place must be purified. The army of us, the Lizardmen and the Norse Dwarves will use the Norse Dwarves' fortress as a forward base and march to the place where the ratmen are entrenched.

We will station a legion in Sith Leonask as a deterrent to ensure the safety of the elves and increase our influence. One or two armies with a scale of no more than 100,000 people will be stationed on the island of Orbion. When necessary, the garrison of Orbion will enter the Sea of ​​Claws, either to deter humans or to attack Chaos servants.

Elsin Alvin should take economic measures to make it our money bag. We invest and lend money to human nobles, monopolize the export of goods, and exchange the operating rights of canals and mines from humans. In this way, a large amount of wealth will flow back to Ulthuan, and humans will become richer. They will arm more troops to act as a barrier against Chaos.

In addition, in the north of the empire, forests like Lauren Loren were once part of Athel Loren, and humans were surrounded by forests. But we are not. We will occupy these forests and maintain the normal operation of the nodes. You know, protecting these nodes is to protect the Great Whirlpool and the Oak of Ages.

But this does not mean that we will not use military means there, let humans and dwarves fight side by side with us to clear out the ratmen, and let our influence penetrate into the hearts of humans, which is very beneficial for our subsequent operation there.

Ta Ulishaien should take military measures. We will control the Central Sea. The elves and lizardmen will attack there at the same time, clear out the living dead on the surface and the ratmen underground, transform the desert there into fertile land, and run it with another system.

In no more than a hundred years, the elves will take root there, providing the food, population and soldiers needed for the elves' development. Part of it borders the Badlands, where we can train soldiers and provide resources for the lizardmen in the south.

A super-large political integration around the Phoenix King, across ethnic boundaries, emphasizing absolute strength and worldwide influence, and establishing the elves' dominant position in the world order! "

Finnubar's chess piece in his hand finally fell on the chessboard. He was shocked by the grand blueprint drawn by Dacus. Although Dacus said it superficially, he was not stupid. He could see the scene hidden in the depths of the words. He couldn't imagine how powerful the elves would be at that time, a real world empire.

"You lose. "After pushing away the chess piece that Finnubar dropped on the chessboard, Dacus placed the chess piece on the position of the long-link forbidden hand, and the six black pieces were instantly connected in a row. He did not set the rule of the long-link forbidden hand, he did not cheat, and he won.

"What role will I play in this?" Finnubar looked at the chessboard and shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Finubar, you have the talent to be a politician. Believe me, you will become an outstanding politician in the future, and you should play a very important role. If possible, I would like to rule the Elven Empire with you. We play the roles of A and B. We must ensure that the system of Ulthuan can function normally when one of us is not in Ulthuan. You are an excellent messenger, and so am I!" Dacus pondered for a moment, then looked directly into Finnubar's eyes, his expression full of sincerity and determination.

"Do you really think so? Or is it some kind of sweet poison. "Finubar frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"I know you have many doubts and worries in your heart. But you can try to believe me, you have a long time to think, and there is still some time before the war between Naggaroth and Ulthuan. If possible... can you let your son come to Naggaroth to have a look? Of course, the younger son, forget about your older son.

I don't want Lothern to be destroyed by war. In my opinion, there should be a great title "The City of World Desire"! Lothern should be the largest city in the world, the most glorious city, and a city admired by other races. Moreover, there is no need for me to lie to you. As you said, you know me a little bit, don't you? "(End of this chapter)