Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

"You know, if such a big family is attacked from outside, it will not be killed immediately. This is what the ancients said, 'A centipede will not die even if it is stiff'. It must first commit suicide at home before it can be completely defeated." - "Dream of Red Mansions" Chapter 74
The oath is more like a patch, like the Hippocratic Oath, like the enlistment oath of some countries' armies... They are not omnipotent, but just a constraint, a temporary commitment.

Dacus lowered his eyes and fell into a long period of contemplation. The atmosphere around him seemed to freeze. The Asurs had complicated expressions, as if they were trying to balance their inner emotions with the pressure of reality. The Duruchis were also in agony, waiting for him to say the next words.

"Dakwus, we have come this far. The defenses of Ulthuan... I can't stop your actions, nor can I deny that the road to Ulthuan from Duruchi has been opened. Since this road must exist, at least don't lose control completely when you move forward, okay?" Marlene finally sighed, her eyes swept over every Duruchi present with a complicated look, and finally nodded slowly, with a hint of helplessness and pleading in her voice that could not be concealed.

"I understand your inner struggle, Marlene, but I hope you remember that this is not a simple invasion, but an impact on the existing order. I said that the new order will replace the old order, and this step... is just the beginning.

Both Duruchi and Asur must accept the fact that the old world has begun to collapse, and a new order is about to be born. All we can do is to guide it as much as possible, rather than being swallowed by it. "Darkius nodded gently, with neither pride nor ease in his eyes, but a deep thought.

The sun outside the window was still bright, shining on everyone, but everyone's heart was shrouded in a shadow. At this moment, what they faced was not only the enemy, but also their own choices and the test of fate.

The Asur looked at each other, some were silent, some nodded, but most of them were filled with a complex emotion that was hard to explain. It seemed that the road from Duruchi to Ulthuan was opened just like that? But at the end of this road, was it the hope of peace or the abyss of destruction? No one could tell.

"Let's talk about something practical. I chose to open a clinic in Lothern after careful consideration. Lothern is not only the political center of the elves, but also the core area of ​​economy and culture. It is a city that the whole world yearns for, a prosperous trade hub, and a diverse and integrated international metropolis.

Lothern not only represents the glory of the elves, but is also one of the wonders of the known world. Those who have been there will never forget it, although I haven't been there myself.

This means there are a lot of customers there, I have a lot of friends there, I like the hustle and bustle, we can have a drink or play cards, dance, and talk about the past, present and future after a day's work. "

Daxus paused after he finished speaking. His eyes swept back and forth between the Asur with a sincerity that could not be ignored. "But now, I need to discuss a more critical issue. I hope that when necessary, you can open the Emerald Gate! Make Lothern an undefended city."

The room fell into a brief silence, and the Asurs' looks became complicated, with a hint of vigilance and anger.

"The Emerald Gate... Do you know what this means?" Bel-Ahor asked in a low voice, with shock that was hard to conceal in his voice.

"You are the one who said this. I know that the Emerald Gate is the only gateway to the Inner Sea of ​​Ulthuan. Through it, I can enter the Inner Sea of ​​Ulthuan and go to the Temple of Asuryan." Dacius nodded speechlessly, his tone calm but full of power. He paused and continued, "I understand that this request may seem bold and may even make you feel uneasy. But this is an opportunity, an opportunity to find new answers for Ulthuan and the entire world."

"I do not make this request lightly, for I understand what the Emerald Door means to you. But if the time comes and the future of Ulthuan depends on this decision... I hope you will make the right choice." There was a sincerity and power in his voice that could not be ignored.

"Can you be more specific?" Marlene frowned and said slowly.

Liu Bang's team was mainly composed of people from Peifeng Group, Zhu Yuanzhang's team was composed of people from Fengyang, and God's brother's team was composed of people from Jintian...

When it comes to Daxus, his elves are based on the Clarkarond Group, his family, the Takaia family, the Morgar family, the Cold Eye family, the Thorn family, plus some others, such as his lover, Dorian, Kladin, etc. With the expansion of power and a visit to Elsing Alvin, it has become more diverse, and so on...

Now, all the Duruchi in the private room are his team members. There are some things they know, and some things they don’t know. Now, they should know.

"Before the war on land begins, Malekith and I need to go to the Temple of Asuryan in the Sea of ​​Dreams. In my opinion, this is the best solution."

Marlene didn't say anything. She knew what Daxus was talking about. Malekith needed to step into the Holy Fire again. In her opinion, being crowned as the Phoenix King was indeed the best solution. Once Malekith's identity was certified by Asuryan, the Phoenix Guards would support Malekith, and the subsequent war would become smoother. Ulthuan's resistance would be weaker, and many people would survive this war.

"If he was burned to death, then he is not!" Daxus' words were as sharp as a knife, piercing people's hearts. His tone was filled with a hint of cold determination and unquestionable courage. He glanced at Marlene with a deep insight, as if he saw through Marlene's unfinished words, "This is why Malekith and I are going to the Temple of Asuryan together!"

Marlene's eyes widened, filled with mixed emotions. She knew that what Darkius said was not an exaggeration. If Malekith failed the Trial of the Holy Fire for the second time, it would mean that Malekith had not been recognized by Asuryan, and could not legitimately become the Phoenix King. Then her and Finnubar's previous actions of opening the Emerald Door would become a farce.

"If he dies, I won't waste time mourning, not even for a second. I will step into the Holy Fire after him and prove myself with my life!" Daxus didn't have as much time to think as Marlene did, and his voice became even colder.

Marlene was even more shocked, with disbelief in her eyes. She could hardly imagine that Dacus in front of her could plan this road full of unknowns and dangers so calmly and decisively.

There was a dead silence in the private room, and Dacus' words exploded in everyone's heart like thunder. The faces of the Drukis were full of shock, some tightly grasped their wine glasses, some opened their mouths slightly, and some even subconsciously straightened their backs, as if facing some incredible truth.

But soon, except for Dulias, Walter and Dorian, the other Duruchi's expressions gradually relaxed, and relief appeared on their faces. They thought of their experiences in Elsing Alvin, and also thought of Dacus's determination, courage and fearlessness, and his insight into the future.

However, while feeling relieved, deeper anxiety and entanglement also emerged in their eyes.

"What if... Daxus was also consumed by the holy fire?"

This thought silently surged in their hearts, like a lingering haze. No one dared to ask, but almost everyone was silently thinking about this possibility.

"Dakeus, I have to ask...what if...what if...you were also burned to death?" Walter's voice finally broke the silence. His hand holding the cane was shaking. There was a hint of hesitation in his tone, but more of uneasiness.

"Relax, my old friend. If I can't pass the Holy Fire, it means that we, Duruchi, are not qualified to be the Phoenix King. Everything, thousands of years of turmoil, are nothing but an illusion. By then, I would rather become ashes in the flames. At that time... This is a good idea, just like what happened just now?" Daxus spread his hands. There was a hint of teasing in his smile, but he looked particularly cold.

"This is too risky, this is too risky, Daqius!" Durias took a deep breath and frowned.

"Precisely because there is no absolute guarantee of success, we need more courage to try. The real danger is not the holy fire, but ourselves who give up trying!" Daxus' tone was filled with unshakable determination.

"Father, Dacus will succeed. I believe in him!" Maranur stood up, with an unshakable faith in his tone. He raised his head and looked at Dulias with a sharp gaze, "I have seen too much since I came from Ersin Alvin."

Dulias pursed his lips and did not respond immediately, but there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes. His fists were still clenched, and his knuckles were white, and it was obvious that the inner conflict had not yet subsided.

"Father, think about it, why did those sons of Asuryan choose to come to Asiril? Was it just because they were exiled by Laurenlauren? No!" Maranur continued.

His question made the other elves in the room look thoughtful. Some of them frowned, and some murmured in low voices. Obviously, they were also trying to find the answer.

"No, they were not merely exiled, they were seeking new faith! They saw the visions given to them by Asuryan! In Elsin Arwen, in Laurent Loren, in the Temple of Asuryan in Tal Litanel, we saw it!
My brother is not simply chasing power. He doesn't need it at all. He can stay on this continent. He is looking for a new path for the entire Duruchi! This is not only his mission, but also our mission! Whether it is stepping into the Holy Fire or meeting the challenges of the future, I believe that he can do it and he can succeed!" He waved his fist, looked around the room, and his voice became more determined.

"My brother, do you need me to give you a big hug?" Daxus opened his arms with a smile on his face, but he stood in place without any intention of moving his feet.

"Get out!" Maranur rolled his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Hahahaha." Daxus laughed heartily.

"You are never alone, brother. We will be with you until the end!" The brother's laughter was full of infectiousness, and when the laughter ended, when Maranul spoke again, his tone became soft and sincere.

Seeing this, Dulias shook his head and said nothing. He was somewhat relieved, but also somewhat angry. Obviously, there were some key things that he had never known, and even now... he was still half-understanding.

Bel-Ahor's eyes fell quietly on the two of them. A hint of envy flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head to take a sip of wine to hide his emotions. He and his brother Yelian had never had such honesty and trust. Even though they shared blood, there was always an invisible barrier between them.

The other Drukis in the room broke the quiet atmosphere.

"Dakuus, I support your choice!" Walter stood up with the help of a cane and spoke first with a firm tone.

"Counting us three siblings, no matter what you have to face next, we will stand on your side." Ryan, who had been silent, echoed.

"You have guided us on our current path, and we will accompany you into the future!" Cowell raised his glass with a solemn expression.

"I don't seem to have a choice, do I? Or rather, I had already made my choice in the throne room." Dorian spread his hands.

Drusala said nothing but nodded firmly.

The successive statements pushed the atmosphere in the room to a new climax, and all eyes were focused on Daxus with support and expectation.

"Thank you, my family, my love, my partner, my friends. This is not my choice, but our choice. We will face and shoulder every step forward together, for... the future of the elves!" Daxus' eyes swept across everyone's face. He raised his glass, his tone calm but with an unshakable power.

"For the future!" Everyone shouted in unison. The sound of wine glasses clinking rang out in the private room and echoed for a long time.

Having said that, Marlene finally swallowed the question. It would be idiotic to ask such a question now. She lowered her head and immersed herself in her own thoughts. She knew better than anyone what the opening of the Emerald Door meant.

Lothern is the only passage from the Vast Ocean to the Dream Sea. Once the Emerald Gate is opened, Lothern will be defenseless, and the fortress built over thousands of years will become a joke, and the fortress built between the Inner and Outer Ring Kingdoms will lose its function. Even if it is only for a moment, this risk may bring devastating consequences. This glorious city of the elves will become prey under the blade and a sacrifice of war.

But Dacius's reason was irrefutable. His plan made her nervous, but it was also undeniably strategic. She was struggling fiercely. She knew that this was not just a tactical choice, but a gamble on the future of the entire Ulthuan. "If he succeeds..."

She tried to comfort herself with these words, but what followed were even more serious consequences.

"What if he fails?"

This was a failure she could not face, a blow Oshuan could not bear. She could imagine what Duruchi in the private room would do at that time.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and there seemed to be two voices in her heart. One voice told her that Dacus' words convinced her, and the plan was careful and bold; the other voice reminded her coldly that this was an irreversible risky move, and if it failed, everything would become meaningless.

Just as she was struggling, a crisp knocking sound interrupted her thoughts. She looked up and saw Dacus holding a wine glass in his hand, tapping the wall of the glass gently. Dacus looked straight at her with a relaxed smile on his lips, as if everything was under control.

Daxus put his finger in front of his mouth and made a gesture of silence.

Marlene's heart tightened. She knew what Dacus meant. Now was not the time to question or hesitate. At this moment, she had to make a choice, otherwise...

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. No matter how intense her inner struggle was, she knew that Dacus' plan was indeed the best solution at the moment.

"Marin... my dear Marin... you are my friend, so... don't be like this, you are too ugly, you should look in the mirror." Dacus made an unfunny joke, trying to comfort Marin. He knew the torment in Marin's heart. If it were him... Then, he said seriously, "You asked me just now, but I didn't plan to say these things at all.

You drink my wine, you are my guest, under my roof, you will be protected by me. When you leave, you will leave with Kaia, this is my promise to you.

So, don't be like this, there is no need to be like this, we are friends, I will not make things difficult for you, just like I did when I saw you at the dock. So, the future General Affairs Director of the Elf Empire, don't make a decision now, it's too early, it's an irresponsible behavior. "

After saying that, he looked at Adeanna and Siglin who had remained silent the whole time.

"You are a high priest of Stormweaver, and you are also an admiral, but... your title and responsibilities will be changed. For example, you will be in charge of naval personnel in Lothern? Equipment? Training? Of course, you can only choose one. After all, the framework of the naval system is very large, and I still have many admirals and other admirals to arrange. If you don't want to stay in Lothern, you can also do something else, such as guarding the entire coastline of Asheril, instead of..."

"Thank you for your kindness, Daxus. I think I should retire by then. Can I be a consultant?" Sieglin interrupted Daxus's promise and showed a tired smile. She was a little tired. This tiredness was not about the present, but about the future, despair, uneasiness, pessimism, and of course, a glimmer of hope.

"It's not impossible. We need to build a strong navy. We need a large number of captains and sailors to travel between the various regions. The Vast Ocean is ours. Experienced personnel are too valuable to the elves. You must continue to shine."

"Darkius."

"Ok?"

"Can you tell me what happened afterwards? What happened after you and Malekith came out of the Temple of Asuryan." Adianna sighed, hesitated for a moment, and asked the question in her heart.

"Do you really want to know?" Daxus asked, glancing at Adeanna and then at the Asur. When they nodded, he also nodded, "There's nothing I can't tell you. You know who our enemy is. In my opinion, the purpose of this war is to allow the elves to achieve true nirvana and rebirth. The old order needs to be destroyed and a new order needs to be established. Only under the new order can the elves protect this world.

You know what the opening of the Emerald Door means. We will use Lothern as our forward base. The best solution is to occupy the Kingdom of Safri, which is one of the traditionalist strongholds. Salir... to be more precise, Hoss will assist me. Hoss and I don't want to see the beautiful white tower fall.

Strategically, I need to dismantle the traditionalists' magical power, so that fewer people will die and things will become simpler. I need to connect the inner and outer kingdoms in the east of Ulthuan, and I need to carry out large-scale planting in Safri to ensure the daily supply of the Duruchi army and the people of the eastern kingdom of Ulthuan, so that they will not be left without bread.

Once everything is settled, will Druki's army... or will our combined forces of Aenil and Asrai march west of Ulthuan?

"I'm sorry, that's all I know for now, because I'm not responsible for these things. They're the business of Malekith and the Tariendan Department. I'm only responsible for diplomacy, coordination, and ensuring the normal supply and reinforcement of the army. After all, this is not just my business. It depends on the resistance of other kingdoms, right? I don't think some of them will give up resistance when they see me or Malekith leading the Phoenix Guard. Will they sit down and talk?"

Adeanna sighed softly, her eyes full of hesitation as she tried to digest Daxus' words.

"It sounds like your plan is meticulous, but... have you ever considered the damage this war will cause to the people of Ulthuan and the future of the elves?" Bel-Ehor's tone was heavy.

"War is harmful, Bel-Ahor, but I do not approve of meaningless sacrifices. This is why we are sitting here. Matheran will not cry unless there is a large-scale battle on the naval side." Daxus spread his hands, his tone sincere but firm. "To disintegrate the magical power of Safri is not to simply massacre the traditionalists, but to weaken their resistance and minimize innocent casualties in this war. You should know the dangers of using large-scale magic in Ulthuan. My goal is not to destroy Ulthuan, but to reshape it."

"Ainil and Aslai..." Adeanna frowned and whispered, but she never said the second half of the sentence. Although she was reluctant, she believed that Ainil and Aslai would appear in the coalition. "

"I understand your logic, Daxus. I can't convince myself to fully agree with it, but I can't deny your reasons. I just hope that all this is really for the future, rather than a meaningless destruction." Marlene closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and whispered.

"Marin, I never intended to destroy. I hope that you can see the dawn of a new order, rather than wallowing in the ashes of the old order." Daxus nodded, his tone softened, and then he smiled and turned the topic back to the current situation: "Okay, let's not discuss these future things for now. Now, let's get back to the current problem."

"Ulthuan has ten kingdoms, and the politics are complicated. Naggaroth has six cities, and the situation is equally chaotic. These six cities are fighting among themselves, splitting up, and acting on their own. Har Ganthe has a group of religious lunatics, and Gorond has Morathi. Malekith and I can only truly control four cities." He sighed softly, and he paused for a moment, his eyes becoming more serious. "Let me be frank. When I return this time, I will solve this problem. I can't delay it any longer. This is not a matter of personal ambition, but a matter of the fate of the entire Duruchi.

The Duruchi attack is not in a few months, nor next year. I don't want to lead a group of uncontrollable lunatics to land in Ulthuan. That's not good, isn't it? Therefore, it will take some time to integrate the army, living environment, social order, religious beliefs, thoughts and trends, etc. This requires a long adjustment. So, Marin, you don't need to make a decision now, it's really not necessary, it's too early, these things need time to digest and think about. "

Marlene didn't respond, but just lowered her head in thought, tapping her fingers lightly on the rim of the cup, obviously trying to sort out her complicated thoughts.

"Bel-Ehor, this is the second time we meet. If possible, I hope there will be a third time." Daxus turned to Bel-Ehor and gave a relaxed smile.

"Me?" Bel-Aihor was slightly stunned, with a bit of surprise and confusion in his eyes.

"Yes, you." Daxus nodded, with a meaningful smile on his face, "In Naggaroth! You can land from the north of Anaheim, and my brother will send someone to pick you up."

"And then?" Bel-Aihor raised his eyebrows, as if he heard something unusual.

"Then, you can go around Clar Karond and see what we are doing. Then, take the train north and stay in Hag Graves for a few days. Finally, come to Nagarond." Darkus paused, opened his hands slightly, and made a warm gesture. "When the time comes, I will personally greet you at the train station in Nagarond."

"I don't understand why you do this?" Bel-Aihor raised his head and looked at Dacus with complicated eyes. He looked a little hesitant, but also a little expectant.

"Because I hope you can truly understand us, and a new Naggaroth, not through the stories you hear, but through everything you see with your own eyes. There are many things that cannot be truly understood without personal experience. When you return to Ulthuan, tell your father what you have seen." Daxus's face showed, and his tone was firm.

He had decided on Finnubar. During the meeting in Athel Loren, he had put a shackle on Finnubar and asked him to consider the influence of entering the Holy Fire through the Fire Avoidance Charm. Combined with this meeting, there would be a third meeting in the future.

If Finnubar is stubborn and insists on entering the Holy Fire through the fire avoidance spell, there is still a set of hidden combination cards before that: Leandra who still lives in Athel Loren, the spy lurking in Ulthuan, the words of Matheran, and the dream of Lilith.

If all of them failed, it would mean that his diplomacy had failed. He had given Matheran enough face. After all, he had done everything he could and should do. Then he would become the incarnation of Matheran and destroy Asur's navy and Lothern's defenses.

Friends are no longer friends, but enemies who have drawn their swords against each other.

"I will!" The room fell silent for a moment, and everyone was waiting for Bel-Ahol's next reaction. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, as if considering something, then raised his head and nodded slowly, with a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

"What about the future? I mean... the future under the new order." Adianna's voice broke the brief silence.

"I cannot promise a future without conflict. Peace is not a natural state, but a situation that needs to be constantly fought for and maintained. But I can tell you that the core of the new order is survival and prosperity. Whether it is the Asur, the Duruchi, the Ainel and the Asrai, the fate of the elves must be rewritten."

Hearing this, Dacus turned around and looked at Adeanna. His voice was low but powerful, with a strange appeal.

"Under the new order, the division will end, and we will become a whole again, a true elven community. We will work together with the Lizardmen to protect this world, rather than consuming each other in internal friction. We will establish a sustainable economic model, restore the lost glory of our culture, and even explore the depths of this world."

"It sounds like this is not just an internal matter among the elves. You are talking about a completely new world order?" Adianna frowned slightly, as if trying to understand Daquus's idea.

"It sounds like an ideal country, but you know, there is always an insurmountable abyss between ideals and reality." Marlene crossed her arms and looked at Dacus with complicated eyes.

"Let's talk about something practical. When Ulthuan is stable, I will have the Slann come over to maintain the Maelstrom. After that, they will not leave. They will help repair the spirit vein nodes. At that time, the Kingdom of Yvresse will no longer be filled with fog. Those hills will be full of crops and new cities will rise from the ground. The sunken lands and cities of the Kingdoms of Cosqui, Terenlock, and Nagarythe will reappear like Chapeyuto. The whole of Ulthuan will be prosperous. The elves need people, a large number of people, tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people.

The navy will be dispatched. The Sunfire Amulet and the Deep Sea Scepter are actually in the same place... Orbion Island... Elsin Alvin not only carries the lost history, but is also an important part of the future destiny of the elves..."

Then Dacus repeated what he had said to Finnubar before, about Elsin Alvin and Tar Ulishain. (Chapter 485)
Perhaps Finnubar had told Marin about it, but it was not important. What was important was that he wanted his followers to hear it and know the grand blueprint and vast benefits of the future. New trade routes, new resources, new lands. Their families and descendants would all enjoy the gifts of all this. They were not only participants, but also founders.

If they support him, they will not only become witnesses of the future, but also the founders of a new order. Their names will be forever remembered in the history of the elves. (End of this chapter)