Chapter 31 3. My Dear Brother
It was already afternoon when the three-masted barque docked at the pier.
Daquus's personal belongings and the very important stone tablets have been sorted out, and Chupakoko has been placed in a cage covered with a black cloth.
The steward of the Noble Docks and the tax collector from Malekith had been waiting for a long time.
Dacus, wearing Haderika and a purple-red noble silk robe, was the first to get off the boat.
Behind him, Calien was holding the scepter banner of the Hell's Disaster Family, and he was finally freed.
The waiting Druzian officials and city guards bowed their heads in greeting.
"Go, get some horses."
Since the expected value of property was not distributed, Dastan Lengyan got his share of the spoils. He had to stay on the ship temporarily to deal with the property. After saying goodbye to him, several Druzis rode away on horseback.
Centurion Edmund led his understrength century back to the barracks, and the Black Ark pirates also had to return to their corresponding barracks.
The three siblings were going back to the noble district to start renovating the ancestral home of the Takia family. Several animal trainers from Kalyon followed Daquus back to the Tower of Destruction.
It was already night when we reached the aristocratic district. Streetlights were erected on the side of the street, emitting a dim light. The road was flat and wide, with scattered four-wheeled carriages moving along under the protection of guards.
When passing by Dacus's team, a carriage opened its curtain, and the Druzian nobles inside raised their heads and nodded to Dacus, and he also raised his head to return the greeting.
After they walked away, Dacus frowned and asked, "Who was that idiot just now? Is there something wrong with his neck? Which family is he from?"
Ryan whispered, "Sir, that's the head of the Calvo family."
Dacus nodded and took note of this Druzy.
The sound of clinking glasses could be heard from time to time in the surrounding aristocratic manors, as if a party or cocktail reception was being held inside.
Daxus shook his head, and the team immediately marched to a crossroads. A team of fully armed Cold Ones Dread Knights roared past him.
The warhorse was startled. Dacus held the reins with his right hand and touched the horse's neck with his left hand to calm the horse down.
The group of Cold Ones Dread Knights who had already run away laughed loudly, as if mocking Darkus.
"A bunch of dead bastards!"
Darkius recognized the group of Cold One Dread Knights as his cousin's group.
"Should we part ways? I remember your manor is in the other direction."
"Yes, sir."
"Then we'll say goodbye here. I should be fine for the time being, so you don't need to come look for me. I'll ask the butler about the dwarf slave construction team that's currently scheduled."
"Thank you, my Lord."
"You're welcome. I'll visit you sometime, Ryan. Please finish your painting."
"Yes, sir."
"You must remember this! Don't talk nonsense! Otherwise, the people who come to visit you will be Young Master Newker's people, and they are not as easy to talk to as I am."
The three siblings immediately dismounted and knelt on the ground.
"Okay, bye."
Daxus led Kallion and the others away. After walking down another street, they finally reached the gates of Nightlord Castle. He looked up at the Tower of Destruction, which rose against the castle, and then at the butler and several waiters lined up at the gate.
"Butler Dia, did you miss me?"
Butler Dia saluted Darkius and then laughed.
"Haha, I was thinking about it, Master. Did the trip go well?"
"It went very smoothly." Daxus dismounted and walked directly to the butler. "This is a gift for you." He took out an emerald the size of an egg and stuffed it into the butler's hand.
"Master, this..."
"A small gift for you."
Dacus ignored him and said with a smile, "I'm a little hungry. I'm going to eat first. I'm going to take a nice hot bath later."
Butler Dia saluted Daquus again.
Daquus walked straight in, crossed the square, and stepped onto the steps of the main castle. Twenty well-equipped Dread Spearmen lined up on both sides of the steps and bowed to him. He nodded in return and entered the hall.
"Elite troops, this is it."
Before he could finish his thought, he heard a sound of breaking air to his right ear. Daquus quickly dodged to the left, only to see his cousin Maranul attacking him.
Dacus laughed and scolded, "How childish!"
He raised his foot and kicked. Maranul quickly stepped back and said, "Hey! Hey! Hey! I just changed my robe. Don't get it dirty."
Daquus retracted his foot and walked over, holding Maranul's shoulder with his left hand, and lightly punched Maranul's chest with his right fist.
"You scared my horse just now, and now you're scaring me again," said Dacun. "You're just as ridiculous."
Maranul did not answer, but burst into laughter.
After that, the two brothers hugged each other and patted each other on the back, then separated.
Maranul said, "I thought you wouldn't be coming back this year."
"You think I'm like you?"
Daxus glared at Maranul. At a corner on the second floor, the family champion Kesley was quietly watching the two brothers fighting on the first floor. He shook his head with a look of helplessness and disgust, and then disappeared into the shadows.
Maranul raised his hand and pointed his thumb at himself, saying, "Is the person I found for you reliable?"
"Reliable, extremely reliable, Franais spends half his time lying in bed."
Maranul laughed again.
"Hey, hey, let's go, let's go to the Mogar family to attend the party. There are many young and beautiful female Druzys. You can come with me."
After saying that, he asked Radakeus to walk out. Radakeus took a step back and glanced at the dark circles under Maranul's eyes. It was obviously not painted on. He looked like he was overly rewarded.
"No, I've been on the boat for more than half a year. I'll eat something and rest early."
"Never mind, what are your plans for tomorrow?"
"Let's go to the market area. The Soul Claw has returned from Cathay."
"I figured you were going there, since you didn't have any other hobbies. So I'll come back early and take a day off tomorrow to go shopping with you."
Maranul looked at Dacus with disgust, and walked out without waiting for Dacus's reply.
"My dear brother!" Dacun called out to him.
"What's wrong, my dear brother?"
Daxus took out a velvet bag and threw it over. Maranul grabbed it with one hand and opened it to see that it was full of dazzling gems.
"You've made a killing this time. You're a smart kid. I was just worried I had nothing to give you."
Dacus ignored him, gestured to him and went in.
Maranul took a few steps outside and his face became serious.
"Why does my brother seem like a different person? Did the trial make him grow?"
Maranul shook his head. His brother was still his brother no matter what he became.