Chapter 43 15. Slipped away, slipped away
The auction was held as scheduled in the evening. Daxus flipped through the auction list handed over by Butler Dia, shook his head, and handed the list back.
The list was full of cousins he had brought back, already sorted into categories, but he wasn't interested.
Maranul needed to represent the Hell's Disaster Family at this auction and entertain the Duruchi dignitaries in the city. When Maranul came back and changed his clothes, he didn't call Daquus because Maranul knew that his cousin didn't like dealing with those dignitaries.
Dacus sent a waiter to call the three siblings of the Takaia family. The dwarf slave construction team had already moved in and was currently repairing the interior of the ancestral home. The winter in Clarkalond was not suitable for external construction, and all expenses were paid by Master Newker.
The painting was finished by the royal painter Ryan. Ryan also drew a draft of the confrontation between the Cold Ones Dread Knights and the Bretonnian Knights. Daxus was very satisfied after seeing it and planned to take it with him wherever he went. Although he did not have a system, he had a heart for achievement.
In the evening, a small welcoming ceremony was held at Night Overlord Castle to welcome the former Tower Master Bainie.
After understanding the situation, Newker also came down, chatted with Bainie for a few words, drank half a glass of wine and left.
Daxus was accompanied by several Druchi dignitaries and two members of the Hell's Disaster Family. Bainie was serious throughout the whole process. The banquet was extremely boring, but it had to go on out of courtesy. In the second half, he kept covering his mouth and yawning. The atmosphere was created by Ryan and Water.
The next day, Daxus went to the family warehouse. He wanted to find some stones that could make his head glow green. As a fun-loving Druk, he wanted to do a big job with no bottom line.
After a brief walk, Darkus found what he needed: a dimensional stone sealed in a special box. He stood back and asked the waiter to open it and confirm it.
The moment the box was opened, the warehouse was filled with green light. Daxus ran away immediately. God had no idea how much radiation this thing emitted.
I found another stand for the Triceratops, but it was old and had never been maintained. The Lustria decoration on the back had turned black and the wooden stand was almost rotten.
Darkus also saw a secret vault containing a large number of Cold Ones chariots. He looked at Butler Dia, who said helplessly, "His Majesty the Witch King's black dragon, Sulekh, was pierced through the heart by a spear and is now using a Cold Ones chariot. Therefore, His Majesty has ordered all Cold Ones chariots destroyed. He is the only one in all of Naggaroth who can use them."
Darkus had no idea what was going on and said in surprise, "What? That's outrageous!"
Butler Dia said nervously, "Master, be careful with your words!"
That evening, Maranur found Daquus and told him that he had become famous in Clar Karonde, becoming the talk of the town's powerful, though he had been quite famous before. Today, the powerful would push the revelry to a climax, and the priests of the Temple of Khaine were particularly happy because they had exceeded their KPIs this year.
Maranul then told Dacius that Furlan Bale had failed. Dacius advised Maranul to find an opportunity to kill this useless piece of iron who was more likely to cause trouble than to do anything. Maranul thought about it for a long time and did not agree, saying that there was no chance and that it might even trigger a war.
Daxus was too lazy to pay attention to him, and asked Maranul to arrange for Cowell's brother to find a way to lure her out of the city, such as the Mogar family was very dissatisfied with the Hellsbane family's long-term rule over Krakalond, or there was a new way to please the God of Love and Art, or to have fun with those cousins. Anyway, no matter what method was used, as long as she left the city, it would be fine.
Dacus has everything ready, and can invite her to ride the earth plane at any time. She doesn't have to worry about riding the dark Pegasus, because Dacus's bow and Alyssa's amber spear can kill her.
Daxus was going to hide. Since he chose to go to the forest farm, he must set off before the dusk tide and make adequate preparations. He didn't want to lose his life there, and he didn't want to slide and tackle beasts like the manticore.
Twilight Tide, also known as Mystery Night, is the most ominous night of the year. It is one of only two ominous nights, the other being the cursed Night of Chaos. But for the worshippers of the Four Gods, it is a night of celebration. Chaos worshippers gather to praise their four gods, while lawful people hide in their homes, light candles, and pray fearfully for the dawn to come.
During the Twilight Tide, the unholy moon Morsleb reaches its closest point to Earth in its elliptical orbit. The winds of magic between the mortal worlds grow strong and unpredictable, weakening the boundary between reality and the Warp. The rift between reality and the Warp widens, allowing Chaos Daemons to walk the mortal worlds, surviving this night of chaos and destruction, while Necromancers and Vampires can raise armies of the Undead.
This night has many names. The Empire calls it the Witches' Night, the dwarves call it the Night of the Living Dead, the elves call it the Tide of Dusk, and Bretonnia calls it the Eve of Winter.
In Imperial Sylvania and Bretonnian Mousillon, peasants abandon their homes and take refuge in castles and crowded places. In the Ogre Kingdom, they offer sacrifices to cauldrons of flesh and blood to appease the Great Maw and secure its blessing. Beneath the Dwarven Torrent Pass, treacherous caves are sealed by Runesmiths, their exits guarded by Ironbreakers and Butchers.
In Ulthuan and Athel Loren, cousins whisper prayers to Asuryan and Isha. The lawful mortal races, noble and poor, child and old, pray that the doom of this night will not befall them, and that this evil night will not bring its malice upon them.
What medieval Halloween?
This is no exception for the Duruchi living in Naggaroth. There are beastmen in the Black Ridge Mountains near Clar Kalond, although these beastmen have a unique style.
Daxus went to the underground breeding room again and took the Takia brothers to choose cold lizards. Pachukoko was still sleeping soundly, and the Triceratops and Ankylosaurus were still listless. He played with the giant horned cold lizard for a while.
After chatting with Yeager for a few minutes, he asked him to arrange to make a set of black steel and copper-edged armor for the dinosaurs as soon as possible. It should be the kind with a layer so that the warlock can heat the layer and stuff armor plates into it in the summer.
In addition, Daquus asked Kaleen to bring the beast trainer with him, as he was not sure if something big would rush out of the Black Ridge Mountains on the eve of winter.
Jaeger would grant all of Darkius' requests. He was also waiting for Darkius to get him a few Tyrannosaurus so that he could crush them in the next Claw Competition, unless Lacas could invite the Lema Beast over.
This week, Daquus did not leave the Night Overlord Castle. He and several of his followers trained martial arts every day under the guidance of Bainie. When Kesley was free, he would also ask Bainie for advice. After asking for advice a few times, he could fight Bainie on equal terms and even suppress Bainie vaguely.
There was no way around it. Krakarond wasn't like Naggarond; it was all about playing with water and beasts, not powerful martial arts masters. Kesley had nowhere to improve, and he couldn't go to the arena every day to deal with the Slaughter Sisters.
In the morning, Centurion Edmund was in place with fully replenished centuries, two teams of Reaper Ballistae, four Scourgewalker chariots, a wild Ankylosaurus, a wild Triceratops, a low-level sorceress, three half-step slave masters and half a tower master. The slaves pulled four carts filled with luggage and supplies. Later, two centuries from the Venom Glade would be added to the forest farm.
Under the watchful eyes of Maranur and Butler Dia, Dacus set off in a grand procession.
Maranur waved goodbye to Dacius and called out, "I will find time to visit you, my dear brother."
Darkus shook his head in disgust, ignored him, and waved his hand.
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