The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 494 On the Rewards for Deeds
  "Recapture the Gushan..."

Hearing that such a plan was brewing in Gandalf's heart, Thorin's eyes couldn't help but burst out with a dim expectation, but then this light disappeared as the bonfire gradually extinguished.

Gandalf wanted help to help him regain the Lonely Mountain, didn't he?
  As the heir to the Lonely Mountain and the Dwarf Throne, he has tried more than once to call on other dwarves scattered around the world to unite and take back their homeland from the evil dragon.

However, the cruel reality is that because the ancestral treasure of the Durin tribe - the Arken Gem - was abandoned among the treasures of the Lonely Mountain, his throne cannot be recognized by other dwarf kingdoms at all!

Because of this, the high-ranking dwarf prince in the past had to lead his people to live a wandering life, and even had to work as a blacksmith in human towns in order to survive.

After experiencing such humiliation, why didn't he want to regain everything he lost?
  "Perhaps you have forgotten, but I should remind you that the seven dwarves have declared their allegiance to the holder of the royal treasure, the Arken Gem, and now he is at the feet of an evil dragon!"

Thorin silently picked up the beer on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Whenever the idea of ​​taking back the Lonely Mountain flashed through his mind, he would persuade himself to let go of this obsession that was destined to be impossible to realize.

He didn't want to destroy his prestige by growing his ambition like this, but the cruel reality was like this.

He had witnessed the terror of dragon flames with his own eyes. Even the strongest dwarf mask and shield could not stop such a sea of ​​​​fire, let alone Thorin Oakenshield who now had nothing?
  However, to his surprise, Gandalf, who was standing opposite him and smoking a pipe, smiled mysteriously, and then spoke slowly:
  "What if I could get it back for you?"

"Stealing a sparkling gem from Smaug's feet, I guess this is not something a gray-haired old man can do, right?"

"Uh-huh...so we need a snitch!"

Having said this, Gandalf couldn't help but reveal a wicked smile. Through his constant observation over the years, he had already chosen a suitable target in the Shire.

——Ulthuan, Avalon
  At this moment, Rohan probably didn't know that Gandalf, who had just had a quarrel with him, had already started preparing for the dwarf expedition, but even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care.

After all, compared to the epic that has not yet begun, Rohan is more concerned about his own interests at the moment:
  That's damned reward based on merit!

"Rohan, it has been several years since you disappeared on the Blighted Isle. I am glad to see that you are still alive and returning to Ulthuan."

"Thank you. I am also honored that I can come back alive, and I can also have the honor to witness with my own eyes that our Witch King can officially ascend the throne and become the Phoenix King. This will definitely make all the lords full of determination."

"You are as flattering and shameless as ever, but now is the time for the lords to expand their territories. Only the lucky ones who can please His Majesty the Witch King can get more benefits."

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The tree-lined Kingdom of Avalon in the past is still not completely free from the smoke of war. Although the dark elves have also tried to rebuild the Avalon forest, it is obvious that such a job is not suitable for the dark elves.

Rohan wore a mask and stood in the corner of the banquet with Malus. Their eyes scanned the male and female elves who were singing and dancing around them without any scruples, but they had no intention of participating.

In fact, there were not many fear lords present. There were only thirty or forty people in total, including some high elves who had surrendered.

They welcomed the royal master and quickly adapted to the luxurious life of the dark elves, but they were obviously not welcomed by the lords of Nagaroth.

After all, the fear lords of Naggaroth spent several years and paid a heavy price to finally capture Ulthuan. As a result, they had to share their territory with a group of defeated generals, which would make anyone dissatisfied.

"It seems that this war was really tragic. Many familiar faces have disappeared..."

Rohan took the juice and glanced around the fear lords present, and finally couldn't help sighing helplessly.

Aishaelion from the Desolate Fortress, Heliben from Hal Goncy, and even Loxia, the good neighbor of Kalonde Carl, didn't come!
  Malus obviously saw Rohan's doubts, so he picked up the juice next to Rohan and took a curious sip, then frowned and explained:
  "Several of Aixalion's sons have died in the battle, and he can hardly control the nobles under his command, let alone expand new territories. Heliben joins the war just to kill, and he is also not interested in the movie king. .

As for the octopus face, I heard that he found an undersea tunnel to the other side of the world south of Naggaros, so he led a fleet to establish a colony on the coast of Cathay. "

Yes, it seems that all of them are busy people with special skills.

Upon hearing this, Rohan turned around and left this unsightly carnal feast, and then took Malus to chat with several other familiar fear lords.

The main reason why he didn't participate was because he looked down on these unscrupulous fans. After all, he wanted to be the one who took the initiative rather than simply enjoy the ethereal carnival.

Malus's reason was simpler. After all, they would meet His Majesty the Witch King later, so they naturally needed to stay awake in order to obtain more benefits.

Malus silently picked up the wine glass and swayed it gently, looking at the alluring dark elf nobles present and sighed:

"Speaking of which, many noble lords of Nagaros were beaten to death in this war, so a large amount of land will inevitably be freed up."

"Hmm, I heard that some families will even be deprived of their titles of fear lords. From now on, their families can only return to their previous status as civilians. Is this considered killing the donkey?"

Having said this, even Rohan couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, while thinking about which areas might be redistributed as his own territory.

During the time he left Ulthuan, the war between the dark elves and the high elves around Lothern continued, and even the Kingdom of Yris, which had nothing to do with him, was dragged into the water.

Coupled with the large-scale assassination of the Shadow King after he recovered from his injuries, this unification war led to the death of many traditional noble men of the dark elves.

The elf family with only female relatives left behind is almost destined to be destroyed. Even if it obtains the support of other families through marriage, at most it will only forcefully extend the life of its own family.

Under such circumstances, it has become a helpless choice for many families to return their territory to His Majesty the Witch King in exchange for a large amount of money and wealth to ensure that their families can still enjoy their old age.

Although the territory of these fear lords is loose and not too large, the combined total is still equivalent to one-third of Naggaroth, and even Rohan will feel excited.

What's more, this does not include Ulthuan, which they have already captured. If coupled with the fertile land harvested in Ulthuan, it will be enough to double the territory of all the nobles present!
  And in terms of merit, he is enough to rank among the top three dark elves for having conquered the two great elven kingdoms of Tyran Loch and Elion, second only to Malus, who has conquered Avalon and Charis! Just as Rohan was leaning against the wall, thinking about what kind of territory he would be allocated in the future, he suddenly saw several black guards carrying halberds coming into the hall and shouting:
  "His Majesty the Phoenix King has arrived!"

"Welcome to the new king!"

Hearing the shouts of the black guard, the elves who were still growing up with each other in the hall immediately got dressed, and then watched with fanatical eyes. The evil figure gradually walked into the palace.

The familiar midnight armor, the gorgeous yet elegant cloak, and the dark green eyes that seep like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps...

Witch-King Malekith, the legal ruler of Nagaros and Nagaryth for tens of thousands of years, the child of the first Phoenix King and Morathi, has finally arrived in his loyal Avalon!
  Feeling the admiring gazes of the fear lords around him, His Majesty the Witch King couldn't help but joked to the lords in a rare and relaxed tone:

"It seems that I showed up at the wrong time. All the cruel fear lords seemed to be having a good time, but don't worry, because you will be happier than ever before!"

Hearing this, the faces of the fear lords, including Rohan and Malus, immediately showed smiles. It was obvious that they all understood that His Majesty the Witch King planned to go straight to the theme of the banquet.

The time has come to distribute the lands of Ulthuan!
  For these fear lords who followed him to seize Ulthuan, His Majesty the Witch King did not feel much uneasiness in his heart that the territory was about to be divided. After all, it is the tradition of the elves to reward based on merit.

What's more, this long war has sacrificed at least hundreds of thousands of dark elves. Although many families have been destroyed, many new families have also been born.

If this round of replacement between old and new is also included, then the territory he actually needs to pay for is actually only provided to meritorious ministers and loyal nobles like Rohan Malus Lakas.

Calculating this, he will make even more money after successfully winning the Phoenix Throne!
  "Get a map!"

Following His Majesty the Witch King's order, several black guards immediately moved outside the palace and dropped a huge map into the hall, enough for all the lords present to see the contents clearly.

This is a giant map that extends from the Cold Land in the north to the New World in the south. To the east of the map is Ulthuan, which is divided into various kingdom regions!

"As early as thousands of years ago when I arrived in Naggaroth due to a tactical retreat, I promised that as long as I could take back Ulthuan one day, I would generously give the land to the warriors who followed me.

I am honored that all cruel and cunning fear lords, you are lucky enough to survive until the moment when I fulfill my promise, so it is time for me to show my magnanimity as the second Phoenix King! "

(I don’t recognize anyone after Aenarion~)

"The new king is immortal!"

Hearing this, all the fear lords raised their glasses and drank in excitement. The tears in their eyes were obviously moved by His Majesty the Phoenix King's generosity and sincerity...

fart!

As fear lords, how could they naively think that after His Majesty the Witch King becomes His Majesty the Phoenix King, he will immediately change his nature and become a generous, selfless and generous gentleman?

The tears in their eyes are just because they are about to gain unimaginable benefits!
  His Majesty the Witch King obviously knew this, so he just walked to the map, pointed to an area in the north of Ulthuan and an island on the eastern coast and started the enfeoffment ceremony:

"My chief general, Larkas, occupied the Kingdom of Charis and most of the north for me in this great war. The powerful beast troops under his command were even more invincible and made outstanding achievements.

For this reason, on the basis of allowing him to retain the right to rule half of the city of Kalonde Carl, he was posthumously named the ruler of the Charis Kingdom and the ruler of the northern island Obien Island! "

clap clap clap-

The warm applause lasted for a long time, and many fear lords showed a look of surprise on their faces. They obviously did not expect that His Majesty the Witch King would be so generous and directly reward an entire kingdom.

Of course, in the face of such a huge gift, the crooked-looking Lacasse did not have much smile on his face. Instead, he showed an imperceptible hesitation and sadness.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect that he would be assigned such a hot potato."

Under the mask, Rohan couldn't help but reveal a smile. He had obviously vaguely guessed how insidious and cunning such a poison wrapped in honey could be.

Obion Island is also known as the Island of Behemoths. It is home to a large number of wild mammoths and winter wolves and saber-toothed tigers. There are even rumors that there is a rare frost dragon there!

For a Pokémon player like Larkas, being able to get such an island as a territory is simply a feng shui treasure land, which can greatly enhance his strength!

But at the same time, the Kingdom of Charis is not a peaceful place:

Although the Charis region is rich in mineral resources and forest resources, and also has Charis white lions as wild beast resources that can be tamed, the level of resistance there is also the most intense!

The reason is naturally because Lacasse has carried out several large-scale raids to wipe out the guerrillas, and many innocent elves have become food for Lacasse's beast troops.

If they knew that Lacasse was their new lord, Rohan could even imagine how many ways the local Lacasse family defenders would die by the angry people.

Moreover, the behemoth troops have never been able to exert their full strength in the jungle, and the small wolves and cold lizards are no match for the local wild white lions.

What's more, the woodcutter there is not easy to mess with!
  Lacasse also knew what kind of blood-letting trough such a reward was to him, but now he could only break his teeth and swallow it. He suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and lowered his head and agreed:

"...Thank you Phoenix King for your gift."

(End of this chapter)