Chapter 537 388 Carcassonne Royal Family Special Wine

"This... this..." William III said infatuatedly. Although he got the affirmation from Dacus, he still couldn't believe it. This was too far away for him. It made him return to the distant past, so far away that he had almost no concept of time.

Dacus looked at William III and then looked at Asanok. In his opinion, it was better for the person to say some things in person.

"The past four thousand years ago is not worth mentioning." After seeing Dacus's eyes, Asanok's old, resolute and tattooed face showed a smile. He knew what Dacus meant, and he responded calmly.

"Four thousand? Four thousand years..." Although William III was the High Priest of Sigmar and had the highest status among humans, the things that happened four thousand years ago were still unbelievable to him. He turned his head and looked at the elf beside him with a surprised expression. He couldn't believe that the elf standing next to him had lived for four thousand years.

In William III's cognition, four thousand years were beyond his imagination. For a human being, four thousand years represents an extremely long history, enough to witness the rise and fall of countless dynasties, the prosperity and vicissitudes of civilization.

It has only been more than two thousand years since the emergence of Sigmar and the establishment of the empire. William III knew something before, and he heard something from the elves when he entertained them last time, but he didn't have a very clear concept at the time. Now, he knows this concept. He realizes that these elves have experienced such a long time and witnessed the changes of history. This makes him feel an incomparable awe and insignificance.

"The lady on your right is also a high-level spellcaster. She is Aslai from Athel Loren on the other side of the Gray Mountains. Ms. Liv, I think you should know where it is, my friend, don't look at her with such a surprised look, she... is very young." Dakus continued to introduce.

Liv didn't speak, just nodded politely, but the owl Otto on her shoulder made a cooing sound. After hearing Otto's cry, she stopped looking at William III and turned her head to look at Otto with some annoyance. Others present may not understand what Otto is saying, but she can understand it. She is very angry at Otto's behavior because Otto said her age.

"The one behind you is also a high-level spellcaster, Ms. Alisa Takia. She... comes from Nagaros, which is what you humans call the dark elves."

"I... I... should I nod or shake my head, or say something else?" After hearing the word dark elf, William III was not shocked or drew his weapon directly. He had realized something when he communicated with Dacus before, especially the monster on the city wall and what Dacus and Vlad said, as well as everything that happened in the cell before, which made him more certain. Now he just revealed the answer. He spread his hands and asked in a daze.

He knew his own body. Under the treatment of these high-level spellcasters, William III not only healed his lungs, but also restored his body to the state of his youth. He didn't think the dark elves would do anything to him, because there was no need. Just like the elves didn't need to intervene in the Battle of Altdorf, in his opinion, these powerful beings were completely out of the rules between humans and vampires.

"That one is also a high-level spellcaster, my cousin, Ms. Koliocolonia Herban, she also comes from Naggaroth, a Duruchi, a dark elf in the mouth of humans."

Pretentious? A little bit, but not a little bit. In Daxus's opinion, he was just being polite and introducing them so that William III could have a clear understanding. Seeing that William III was still in a state of confusion, he shook his head first, and then nodded to the high-level spellcasters.

"Just like you humans have the Empire, Cathay, Bretonnia, and the southern city-states, as well as Nehekhara and Araby in the south, we elves also have many... branches. Yes, branches. In my opinion, they are just branches, not countries, but... I have appeared. Maybe this situation will not last too long? My friend, don't be stunned. There is not much time left. Let's use this last time to chat and say a final goodbye." After the high-level spellcasters left, Dacus leaned against the wall and said to William III.

"Are you leaving today?" After a moment, William III, who had recovered from the shock and confusion, asked with a somewhat regretful tone.

"Tomorrow." Dacus gave an accurate answer.

"Want more mulled wine?"

"Forget it, maybe you should learn from Nehekhara in the south. Although it is very old, the technology there for preserving corpses is very advanced. The technology is so good that after thousands of years, the corpses buried in the tombs can stand up again, but they are not like the zombies and skeletons you have seen before. They are fundamentally different from the things summoned by vampires, and... Altdorf is too humid."

"Then let's say goodbye here..." William III nodded. He knew what Daxus was talking about. Then he took a step back, stretched out his hand in an invitation, and said while pointing to the next room.

"This is why I don't want to make friends with humans. Human life is too short. Maybe... when I come to this land again, I will have to go to the grave to see you." Facing the complicated eyes of William III sitting opposite him, he sighed heavily and said in a heavy tone. After that, he continued in a joking tone, "Unless... you also become a vampire or a lich, like those necromancers?"

"My friend, your joke... is not funny. This... is simply too hard to imagine. A Sigmar High Priest is actually a vampire or a lich? Humans have their own way of living. Although I am shocked by the life of elves, I don't covet years and time. I just want to do something in this limited time."

William III's expression was still very serious at first. In his opinion, maybe it was really as Dacus said. Dacus would have to go to the cemetery next time he came to see him. He nodded in agreement. But when he heard what Dacus said next, his expression became stunned, and then his expression returned to seriousness again, and he said in a heavy tone. His words revealed a kind of firmness and sincerity, just as he believed that what was important was not to prolong one's life, but how to make meaningful contributions to the world in a limited life. He believed that every life had its unique mission and value, no matter how long it was.

Darkius shrugged and said nothing, then he reached into his arms and fumbled for something.

"Actually... I'm a little curious. Are you a dark elf? Then... why are there other elves around you, like the Einir and Asrai you mentioned?"

"Actually, there are more than that. There are also three Asur, the group of people you received before, and you have seen one of these three, the high-level spellcaster who cast a spell on the Triceratops combat platform that night. They appeared by my side for various reasons. Maybe I have a strange charm? Or... my name is Dacus? The internal situation of elves is different from that of humans and dwarves. We elves are in a state of division. These things span a very long time, so long that it can't be told in a day and a night, so... let's make it short, it's better not to say it. I believe you are not interested in these stories. You are the high priest, not those scholars in the University of Altdorf."

"Hahahaha..." William III was amused by Dacus's words. After laughing for a while, he stood up and walked quickly to a cabinet. He opened the cabinet and found a bottle of wine and two clean cups. Then he came back and put the cup on the coffee table. He shook the bottle in his hand and said to Daquus, "The Kingdom of Bretonnia, Carcassonne Royal Special Wine, it is said that this is the best quality wine in Bretonnia, only twelve bottles are produced a year.

This bottle in my hand is presented as a state gift, my treasure, but compared with this bottle of wine, I hope that the kingdom on the other side of the Grey Mountains can send some mixed-blood war horses... Now it's time to open it! For you, my friend, for our farewell!"

"My friend, as you said, the internal situation of the elves is different from that of humans and dwarves. I don't know the internal situation of the elves, but I believe in you! As your friend, I wish you all the best here, I believe you can complete the unification and achieve your goals. As a friend, I have a small request. When you complete the unification, when you have the opportunity to come to this land again, you must come to see me once and tell me that you have completed it in front of my grave!" After William III finished speaking, he unscrewed the cork and poured the liquid in the bottle into the cup. After finishing all this, he picked up one of the wine glasses and stood up. He held the wine glass and said to Dacus seriously.

"Don't worry, I will." Dacus put the things he took out of his arms on the coffee table, picked up the wine glass and stood up. When he clinked glasses with William III, he said solemnly. He said a pun and then took the wine glass and drank it all.

"Of course... it would be great if your black ship could not appear on the coast of the Old World." William III sat down again and poured the wine from the bottle into the wine glass again. When pouring, he burped and then said in a joking tone.

"As a ruler, you also know that some things are beyond our control, just like the witch hunters of the Sigma Church. As far as I know, the reputation of witch hunters in the imperial society is not so good? It's the same here, but I believe it will change one day." Dacus leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, his hands hugged his knees, and said as he looked at the wine glass on the coffee table that was filled with liquid again.

Dacus made another pun. After he came to Ulthuan, he would certainly adjust his policies. Druki's plundering ships would not appear on the coast of Elsin Alvin, but would attack human ships that left the port. There would be a theocratic war. The war between Matheran and Mannaen, isn't this also a change?

"Yes, some things are beyond our control. I admit that. But for you, I don't agree. I see a lot in you. I believe you will do what you want to do and what you are going to do." William III, who had finished the wine, looked at Dacus and said solemnly, then raised the glass again.

"You make me a little unconfident." Dacus, who drank it all again, said with a smile, and then he continued, "Now, let's talk about something useful, this."

"What is this?"

"Leonardo da Miragliano's manuscript." Dacus tapped the table with his fingertips and pushed the blueprint to William III. After William III took it, he said solemnly.

"He..."

"What's that saying? Steel, gunpowder and faith are the foundation of the empire, and what you see now is steel. I know what you are thinking and what you are doubting. I can tell you very clearly that it is not! The Vampire War and the Battle of Altdorf have nothing to do with him, but there is indeed a little relationship.

In fact, his death and disappearance are actually related to me. You should know that I didn't see him at the time. I was watching the students in the training ground. You know what happened afterwards." Dacus still maintained the same posture when he said it, but he didn't look at the wine glass or William III, but looked at the ceiling, as if there was something on the ceiling, such as an eye? An eagle? Or he could see farther through the ceiling, such as Isil? Crystal Labyrinth? That indescribable existence?

William III, who was looking through the blueprints, turned his attention from the blueprints to Dacus after hearing what Dacus said. He knew what happened at Stephen Franz College at that time. As a member of the sect of Altdorf, he had no reason not to know. He also knew that Dacus was there at the time. Fortunately, the elves were only affected and no casualties occurred, otherwise it would be a major diplomatic incident.

After the explosion, the officials of Altdorf also investigated and contacted the imperial dwarves of Altdorf to repair the collapsed city walls in the East City District. However, when the investigation and repair work just started, the vampire army of the dead came and the Battle of Altdorf broke out. The originally indestructible city defense had a fatal gap. From the beginning of the Battle of Altdorf to today, there have been nobles and high-level members of the Sigma Sect asking the Rick County Council to completely abolish Stephen Franz College and liquidate those scholars and students, but these things were suppressed by William III with his strong personal prestige, and no conclusion has been reached until now.

"You know... the explosions continued at that time. As for the rest, I can't say more." Dacus said very obscurely. He was not going to discuss this matter. He was afraid of scaring William III. Don't let his body and lungs recover by then, but he got a heart attack. That would be a bit funny.

However, William III was smarter than Dacus thought. After hearing what Dacus said, he suddenly thought of something. His body shuddered, and with the shudder, the blueprint in his hand fell to the ground with a snap. (End of this chapter)