Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

Chapter 319 Boarding the pirate ship

A black curtain fell in front of Mousse, directly deflecting the enchanted musket bullet.

Then the black curtain slowly settled and turned into a sea dragon cloak covered with sharp blades and blood.

It was peeled off from the most terrifying sea dragon in the deep sea and then made into a light yet tough cloak armor. Only high-ranking admirals among the dark elves are qualified to own this sophisticated cloak.

The person in front of him naturally exposed his identity.

Two scarlet swords swung out at the same time, directly cutting the vampire pirate captain into five pieces.

With the death of the vampire leader, the zombies around him slowly fell to the ground like puppets and turned into rotten meat.

"who are you?"

The tall figure turned around, revealing a face wearing a metal octopus-patterned mask.

Such a mask directly confirms the true identity of the person in front of him.

The most powerful dark elf pirate in the entire ocean: Loxia the Fallen Heart.

His enemies and subordinates were so afraid of his existence that they didn't even dare to call him by his name. In most informal occasions, they would call him Octopus Face by the mask he wore.

"Moose, Moose Norrestel."

"The second daughter of the Norrestel family is pretty good, pretty good."

As a dark elf pirate who had been away from Naggaroth for many years, Octopus Face knew little about things on land, but he still remembered the second daughter of such an ordinary and unknown family.

After all, Mousse's story is a unique legend in Naggaroth.

There were countless elves who were promoted to dread lords by Malekith, and similarly, there were countless dread lords who were killed by Malekith for failing to perform their duties.

But the only person in the past thousands of years who was able to keep his life and regain his reputation after being taken down is probably Mousse.

It seems that he still has some fighting power. He almost killed the vampire pirate lord, so his reputation is not in vain.

Octopus Face stuck the long sword in his right hand into the ground, and then with the highest courtesy, he personally helped Mousse up.

Then he looked at the pirate troops marching towards him in an orderly manner, raised Mousse's right hand, and returned the sword she dropped to his hand.

"Moose Norrestel, severely wounded the enemy general! Reward!"

Then he spread out his palm and dropped five gold coins as a reward for fighting bravely.

Octopus Face can be regarded as the only clear stream in the dark elf society where backstabbing is prevalent and rebellion is serious.

Treat your subordinates well, reward them for their merits, punish them for their crimes, and even charge to the front lines of battle and fight one-on-one with the enemy lords.

The so-called gold coin reward was just a gimmick. The dark elves' hands were about the same size as human hands and could only hold five gold coins at a time.

If too many gold coins slipped from the hands of the dark elf warrior and he had to bend down to pick them up, he would look really ugly, like a slave.

There is only one purpose for this kind of public reward, which is to declare to his own troops that Mousse is a talented guy and may be admitted to his fleet as an exception.

The Dread Lord who was vindicated by Malekith himself? The surrounding pirates also fell silent.

At the same time, the vanguard troops had completed the collection of refugees.

All the previously fleeing Zhendan refugees were captured, and all these precious treasures were already shackled.

Afterwards, whether being sent to the Black Ark as a slave or sold back to Naggaroth to make a fortune, it is a good destination.

A group of dark elf pirates slowly came over, escorting a human and several ratmen, and the bound Windlow was among them.

The dark elf troops found the hidden people almost instantly, and without thinking, they pulled them over to serve as slaves.

However, Windlo said that he was related to Namus and cast several spells to prove his worth.

Those dark elf pirates also abided by the rules. After all, in the dark elf society, private slaves are sacred and inviolable.

Unauthorized plundering of slaves belonging to others would result in severe retaliation.

I would rather trust it to have it than to trust it to have nothing.

He brought Windlow and several ratmen to Mousse.

Octopus Face was also watching from the side, untied a few people and brought them in front of Mousse.

"Your slave?"

"mine..."

Mousse did not say the word slave. Perhaps in her mind, Wendlow was not her slave. The two of them were more like partners.

But the dark elves will not cooperate with other races.

"Butler, he is my butler."

There is no problem with such an identity. As a military race, almost all dark elves will join the battle.

There is no management or production at all.

Although Chaos Dwarves can be managed, they are too few in number to be managed effectively.

Both races have a similar steward system based on slavery.

Chaos Dwarves will choose Hobgoblins as their stewards, and Dark Elves sometimes choose other steward families, but most of the time, they will choose one or two agile humans to serve as stewards.

"What about these ratmen?"

"doctor."

"doctor?"

Octopus Face was very confused. He had come into contact with countless ratmen and even killed countless ratmen.

This kind of creature has always been a spreader of disease and disaster, and it is the most dirty and despicable kind that is not worthy of being shown to the public.

Even the dark elves knew about honor, loyalty and frontal combat, but the ratmen had no idea of ​​this at all.

"Okay, let me borrow it for a few people, and I'll return it to you later."

As pirates among the dark elves, Octopus Face and his troops would certainly not carry out any garrison, let alone control the city.

They just come here to plunder and then return to the sea to look for the next place to plunder and accumulate their wealth.

Windlo, who was falsely called a butler, was not bound hands and feet like other slaves. Instead, he was assigned a fairly good room.

At this time, Mousse was waiting anxiously outside the door. After all, according to the rules of the dark elves, only people with higher status can enjoy more wealth.

If a person of higher status wants anything from a person of lower status, the person of lower status can only give it to him with a smile.

Of course, you can also build up your own power and take back your wealth.

However, in the captain's room, Octopus Face did not want to monopolize such a wealth as Windlow, but truly treated him as a butler.

"Elf? Yes, not bad. Elvish, I can write and read it, not bad, not bad. It's rare to find a butler like you."

Octopus Face sat up directly from his bench, finally understanding why there was such an anxious look in Mousse's eyes when he took Windlow away.

A butler who can understand elven writing and language, has the elven way of thinking, and is neither humble nor arrogant is a very valuable thing in the entire dark elf society.

"I will be returning to Naggaroth later and need to maintain my relationship with the nobles. You will organize the banquet for me and take care of my interpersonal relationships. At the same time, calculate the revenue of the Blessed Evil Party and make a general account."

Then Octopus Face actually gave up his seat.

"The information is all on the table. You have one day. If you do well, you will be rewarded. If you do not do well, you will definitely know the result."