Warhammer: Dark Elf

The second floor of the Lord's Manor in Ironthorn Town.

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling exudes soft light, illuminating the lord's elegantly furnished room.

Helmer sat on a mahogany chair covered with a soft blanket, using the light to review the documents sent by Feizain.

"Ironthorn Town has a total of 3600 civilians and 20 low-level noble families. The monthly basic tax is 700 gold. There is a dark elf manor, a recruitment hall, and a pig iron mine..."

The corresponding architectural effects pop up quickly on the panel.

[Elf Manor]: Increase city development every month.

Improve the efficiency of troop replenishment.

"Noble blood is nothing more than that, power and dominance will accompany you as you grow."

"Increase local development and recruitment efficiency, and there are two advanced buildings, the Dark Elf Mansion and the Lord's Manor, which are very good." What Hemo is most concerned about now is the development of Ironthorn Town.

Build this place into a dark elf town that can continuously provide him with soldiers and financial resources, so that he can have the capital to carry out his grand plans.

After seeing the effects of the Elf Manor, Helmer's eyes fell on the recruitment hall.

[Recruitment Hall]: Unlock and recruit first-level units: Dread Spearman, Gloomy Swordsman, Black Sharp Crossbowman

"The war needs you, you have no right to ask questions, either fight or die, or simply fight and die"

"The first-level soldiers can only make up the number of people. We still need to upgrade the second-level barracks assembly hall as soon as possible and recruit some more powerful Black Ark pirates to enhance the army's combat effectiveness."

Morathi only gave Hemo the most basic troops. As for the Witch Spirits and the Black Ark Pirates, they didn't give any secondary troops.

Not to mention those elite shadows, cold lizard knights, disaster chariots, etc.

Aunt Mo, who had just been exiled, probably didn't have many elites at her disposal.

The next structure is the Pig Iron Mine.

[Pig Iron Mine]: Monthly output of 20 blunt steel

Increase tax by 300 gold per month

All troop recruitment costs are reduced by 20%.

"If you want to make a sharp sword, you need refined iron; even if it is a small mine, you can still make it big."

Finally, I saw the iron ore that I had been longing for, and the effect did not disappoint Hemer.

"The basic tax of Iron Thorn Town itself is 700, and the additional tax of an iron mine is increased by 300, and it also provides 20 tons of steel every month, tsk tsk." Hemer clicked on the construction sequence of the iron mine, showing that it has two advanced buildings: [Pig Iron Mine] and [Pig Iron Furnace].

The construction tax is several times that of the mine, and it has the additional effect of reducing the troop maintenance fee.

Ironthorn Town's infrastructure is not backward. The only thing that makes Hemo unhappy is that Ironthorn Town has an altar to the Bloody Hand God Kane.

Basically, Khaine's temples and altars can be found in every Dark Elf city. Every year local residents have to offer enough flesh and blood sacrifices to it. This does not include the additional victims of various sacrificial rituals.

Either prisoners or slaves. If neither is enough, then civilians will be used to make up for it. It can't be said to be ruthless.

That's why Hemer felt it was an eyesore when he saw Kane's altar.

"What's the difference between this bullshit Kane and the Khorne of the Four Gods of Chaos?" Helmer cursed, "Bah, Khorne is even worse. Everyone is under the banner of uniting to bring order to the outside world. You Kane is messing with your own people every day. Work hard. It’s embarrassing, it’s embarrassing even if you say it.”

Ordinary sacrifices are enough to affect development and prosperity. What Hemer couldn't accept the most was that when he read the information about Kane's altar, memories of several "midnights of death" experienced by the original owner of the body flashed in his mind. .

Known as Midnight of Death, it is the holiest night in Dark Elf society.

On this night, all witches will conduct a sacred procession in various streets and alleys, capturing all creatures they see, regardless of their status or gender, and sending them all to the temple to become Kane's sacrifice. On the same night, the brides of Kane, the battle priestesses, will also take away a large number of children. The little girls will be trained to be the successors of the witches, and the little boys will be thrown into the temple's blood pool to kill each other. Only the remaining ones will be killed. Several boys have the opportunity to be trained to become the best among the dark elf society masters---assassins that even the dark elves are afraid of.

If a family is lucky enough to be forgiven by Kane on the midnight of death, and no relatives are taken away on that night, in order to thank Kane for his kindness, they will offer their most favored servants or elderly relatives as gifts Give them insatiable gods.

The original owner's sister was captured by the priest and sacrificed to Kane, which is why the memory feedback is so strong.

"We have to find a way to dismantle the Altar of Kane. However, Kane's faith is the social foundation of the dark elves. If we act rashly, there will be great resistance, and it may even trigger a mutiny that is not worth the loss. This matter needs to be considered in the long term. ." Helmer got up and paced back and forth in the room.

In terms of problems arising from religious beliefs, in addition to the Altar of Cain, Hemer also faced another problem: chaos.

Morathi, whom he works for, belongs to the Pleasure Cult, which worships Slaanesh, one of the Four Gods of Chaos, and promotes extreme indulgence.

Any city occupied by Morathi's forces inevitably spreads corruption.

There are generally three types of corruption, Chaos Corruption, Vampire Corruption, and Skaven Corruption.

Corrosion will deteriorate the local natural environment and affect local social order. If the corrosion is too high, chaos demons, vampire counts, and Skaven will appear in the province to create chaos and spread darkness.

Although Kane's faith is abominable, it is not the primary problem. What Hemer has to solve now is the problem of chaos propagation.

After pacing back and forth in the room and thinking about it, Helmer's pretty brows were almost knotted in knots.

To prevent the spread of chaos in Iron Thorn Town, the most important thing is to cut off the source of chaos. But therein lies the problem.

Hemmer knows better than anyone who is spreading chaos in his territory.

That's right, it's his own soldiers.

"The current army I have is all Aunt Mo's people, and they are basically from the Joy Sect. In particular, Eladen clearly brought followers from the Joy Sect. They are the only ones here who can spread chaos. But I don't Maybe in order to solve the chaos problem, we should just disband all of our subordinates." Such an approach is tantamount to cutting off an arm. It is not disbandment, nor is it not dissolution. "

Helmer rubbed his white hair back and forth, wailing in pain.

"The key point is that we can't delay this issue. If time goes by, rats will dig tunnels in Iron Thorn Town and demons will run around outside the town. Then there will really be nothing left to do."

As Aunt Mo's subordinate, Hemo has a heart that longs for order.

"Trouble, hey, trouble."

The two fear spearmen standing guard in the corridor heard the movement in the room. You look at me, I look at you, big eyes and small eyes.

Finally, he decided to raise his head and pretend not to hear anything.

Who knows if the lord is angry now? Will he be scolded if he goes in?

It was snowing heavily outside the window. Hemo couldn't think of a good way, so he simply took off his shoes and twisted on the luxurious velvet quilt.

After a long time, he held the quilt and sighed, "It would be great if he was the lord of Malekith. At least the Witch King would not accept Chaos."

and many more!

Hemer suddenly had an idea and sat up from the bed.

"Yeah, wouldn't it be nice to strictly prohibit the promotion of indulgence under the slogan of Spicy Chicken Shreds?" Hemo laughed.

But when he thought about it again, he realized that this was impossible.

"Isn't banning the Joy Sect the opposite of what Aunt Mo is doing?"

Doing this is equivalent to betraying Morathi's faction. When Morathi hears about what is going on here, she will definitely send troops to suppress it.

The blue pupils lost their brightness, and Helmer fell back on the bed stiffly.

This method didn't work, he really had no choice.

It's not like Hemer hasn't thought about building some corrosion-inhibiting buildings in Ironthorn Town to offset the impact caused by his men.

However, in the dark elf building sequence, the only building that can reduce corrosion is the city tunnel, which is also a building used to prevent Skaven corrosion, which is completely wrong.

Just when Helmer was at his wits' end, he realized that this matter had to be solved personally.

Since Kane's faith also exists in Iron Thorn Town, he has also brought the Joy Sect's faith.

So why not fight fire with fire? Use the Faith of Cain to counterbalance the Cult of Joy?

Helmer regained his energy and recalled several ways to suppress corruption in the game. This time he decided to start with technology and law.

Anyway, Tiezhi Town has just been occupied. Hundreds of wastes are waiting to be renovated and hundreds of policies are waiting to be implemented. How to adjust the law depends entirely on Hemo's will.

He quickly browsed through the technological reform lines of the Dark Elves, and found such a policy that relied on Kane's faith to contain Chaos.

[Kain Festival]: Increases the special protection of Witch Spirits and Killing Sisters by 5%.

All territories are uncorrupted and increased

“Praise him, he is the god of slaughter and the lord of war. Keira Mansha Kane, ruthless, supreme! 』

Reforms in reality are not like those in the game that require clearing the previous technology line before they can be implemented. With the support of conditions, he can implement some reforms that are beneficial to him at will. He only needs to pay attention to the intervals between orders so as not to be too frequent and arouse public resentment. .

"That's it. Hehe." Hemo planned to learn from the ideas of this decree to curb the corruption caused by the Joy Sect.

This decree requires sacrifices, and it is impossible to comply with it. The people are the end, not the means. Using sacrifices to support Kane's faith and resist the Joy Sect is putting the cart before the horse.

Then the question becomes, how to hold a Kane celebration without sacrifices.

The Kane Temple requires nothing more than the third thing: war, sacrifices, and money.

If Hemer can't provide the first two, why can't he withdraw the money?

Now it's really...

Well, I finally figured out a feasible way, so I just have to wait for the money to arrive.

Using Kane's faith to balance the Joy Sect is a bad idea. In the final analysis, the two most ideal solutions in Hemer's mind are to introduce a new belief system. It would be good to drag any one from the gods of the high elves' belief, the predecessor of the dark elves. But it would be extremely difficult to implement this idea. We can only do our best depending on the situation.

The second, and most effective one, is to break away from Morathi's faction and either seek the support of Malekith, or simply form a new dark elf faction alone. This path is also the one that Hemer thinks is the most feasible.

After he built Iron Thorn Town into a steel fortress, it was time to transform into the second and fifth generation.

"Aunt Mo, I'm sorry, I'm the order police." The moonlight passed through the window lattice and fell into the room. Hemo leaned in the shadow of the bedside and smiled extremely treacherously.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

Helmer immediately calmed down and asked, "Who is it?"

"Lord Helmer, it is Lord Eledon who wants to see you."

Eliden? What is she doing here at this time? Helmer looked confused.

"Let her in."

Helmer straightened his chicken coop-like white hair, stood up and sat at his desk, turning his head to look at the sorceress who pushed in the door.

Regarding the clothing of the sorceresses, Helmer has never quite understood why they always wear so little. Aren't they afraid of catching cold?

Hemo shuddered just looking at Eladen's summer-style sorceress outfit.

"My lord, please forgive me for disturbing you." Elladen walked into the room, leaned down and winked at Helmer.

It's a pity that Hemo, who doesn't understand the amorous feelings, is now thinking about whether she is cold or not, and thinks that Eladen's eyelids are twitching from the cold.

Gee, the women of the Joy Sect really never admit defeat. In pursuit of beauty, they even don’t care about their bodies.

"Sit down. There are no outsiders here, everything is free." Hemo stretched out his hand to the wooden chair opposite him and motioned for Eladen to please.

"Well, what do you mean there are no outsiders here... Your Excellency really understands. It seems that the ignorance in front of Lord Morathi is just an act." Elladen chuckled and closed the door with his backhand.

"Understand? What do you understand?" Hemo tilted his head.

Eladen did not sit across from him, but slowly walked towards him, as if his feet were weak and he slipped directly into his arms.

"Sir, don't lie to yourself, you want to understand."

"Eladen, why are you up late at night and coming to my place? Is it because the local nobles have rebelled, or are the newly recruited prisoners causing trouble?"

Eladen's soft and innocent body rubbed hard against Hemer, and then put his hand on his lips. The bones of those who laughed were brittle, "Lord, you really know how to joke. How could they react after being impressed by your majesty?" ...What’s more, I’m here with you...”

"Hey, what are you doing? Why did you do anything?" Hemo shrank back, and Eladen secretly gritted his teeth and took advantage of the situation to pursue him.

Clang.

The two fell from their chairs to the ground.

The two guards standing guard in the corridor swallowed their saliva at the same time, stared at their noses, and pressed their guns silently.

The lord is playing really wildly.

...

Hermo's back hurt, and Eladen was still pressing on her.

"Lord, I'm cold..." Eladen said delicately as he took off his cloak.

She didn't believe that Hemo could hold this position.

Helmer flicked away Eladen's hand and was immediately stunned, "Cold?" It turns out that sorceresses really feel cold.

"Then you are still dressed like this? Didn't you tell me earlier? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" Hemo pushed Eladen away, stood up and clapped his hands, "Come here, bring Eladen some clothes to keep out the cold, hurry up. "

Two fear spearmen holding guns at the door: ....

Eladen, who is taking off his cloak: ....

"Why are you stunned? I was wearing very little to begin with, and if I took it off again, it would be gone." Hemo tied up the cloak for the stunned Eladen, and then made a face, as if he was watching whether he was doing well in the winter. Just like my sister in a sweater.

There was a brief silence in the room.

A fear spearman respectfully brought a windbreaker to keep out the cold and placed it on Hemo's table before leaving.

Eladen's eyes were red and he stared at Hermer, but he saw the other person calmly picked up the thick windbreaker and came behind her to put it on, and said earnestly, "In such a cold weather, you should Wear more. Look at what you usually wear, ah, such a thin piece of fabric, can it keep out the cold? It can't, you know it's not capable. If you keep wearing it, you'll catch a cold."

When he was done, he patted himself on the shoulder and seriously told himself to wear more clothes? ? ?

Eladen felt that thousands of years of her life had been in vain, and she was even more convinced that Hermer's brain might suffer from twitching from time to time.

"Go to bed quickly, ah, go to bed early and get up early to be healthy. Good night."

When Eladen came to her senses again, she was already standing in the corridor at the door.

Bang.

There was a heavy slamming of the door behind me.

The three people in the corridor fell into silence at the same time.

It was so easy for me to take the initiative, but you made me lose so completely!

Eladen became so angry that he stomped on the carpet and angrily returned to his apartment.

What she didn't know was that behind the door, Hemo was lying softly on the ground, his little heart beating fast. He was wiping his cold sweat and breathing rapidly, "Young man, luckily I was smart and almost got seduced by Slaanesh."