Anomaly Of Warcraft

Worry, troubled, troubled, busy.

Run for the name, walk for the benefit, hurt.

It was not until the day before the expedition that his attendant Todd asked Carlos what to do with the broken [Bonigotto Phantom Dancer] when he was packing up.

No matter how fierce emotions are, it can’t match the washing of time. The emotions that were thick as bitter wine at the beginning have become indifferent in the face of all annoying things, important things, and piles of troubles. .

It was not until he stroked the saber that had been with him for many years that Carlos remembered that he still owed Aslan an explanation.

Originally, it was only to inform the participants who had gone through that battle to send warmth to the survivors of the old comrades in arms, but Carlos found that he underestimated his influence and the appeal of chivalry and heroic feelings.

On the eve of the expedition, the preparations were prepared long ago. Even if the army was not ready, it would not be good to prepare. More than 400 free noble knights followed Carlos to the residence of Aslan's widow.

In a small manor outside Altland, although the young paladin did not give his sweetheart a grand wedding, he devoted all he could to arrange a love nest for his little family.

The four-and-a-half-year-old girl was beating a scarecrow tied with linen with a small wooden sword. The mighty crowd frightened the little girl. She ran into the house yelling "Mom, Mom". The haired young woman walked out holding the girl's hand.

Fuck, Aslan is not worthy of sympathy, this girl is not sixteen years old, her daughter is so old!

Although distracted for a while, Carlos quickly gathered back his divergent thoughts.

"Have seen your Majesty, Gui'an."

Pink-haired girl... Although the young woman is simple in dress, her etiquette is very standard, and she can see the extraordinary aristocratic style at a glance.

"Lux Klein?"

Carlos's left cheek twitched slightly.

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't have come. Your Excellency the Grand Duke has already reduced our family's taxes for five years, and the pension has also been paid. What do you do to make other soldiers who sacrificed for the country think? Aslan has always wanted to do something The flawed knight of integrity, now that the other person is no longer there, and maintaining his birth name is the only thing I can do, so please go back, Your Majesty."

Before getting into the topic, he was pushed by the girl in front of him, but Carlos was said to have no temper.

"I want to give you benefits, you can't refuse."

Not knowing how to deal with it for a while, Carlos uttered the classic sayings of the godfather.

"Aslan is a noble person, an upright person, a person who is free from low tastes, a person who sacrifices for the spirit of chivalry and justice and truth. His only selfishness is to win you the name of a countess. . Although I can't give Aslan an earl, but I will give you the status of countess, which is Aslan's wish."

Although her mouth was tough, Lacus couldn't help but shed tears.

I eloped with Aslan, I didn't get the blessing of the family. I was only a half-year-old child, but I wanted to raise my daughter to grow up. It must be false to say that I don't feel bitter in my heart. Being able to receive the king's promise and blessing is naturally great for his children and for his own situation. The girl who has been pretending to be strong finally couldn't help crying.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you everyone."

"Mom, why are you crying?"

The little girl didn't understand what was going on, her face was puzzled.

"Because I'm happy. What's your name?"

Carlos squatted down and asked with a self-confident expression.

"My name is Raven, Raven Sara. Uncle, your face is too big to block my sun."

The little girl was not afraid of life, she said in a crisp voice.

This fuck bear kid.

For a while, Carlos felt that the tragic atmosphere was destroyed by Wuji's childish speech.

After hesitating for a moment, Carlos took the package from the attendant, opened it and spread it on the ground.

"Uncle Big Face, what is this?"

The little girl asked, biting her finger.

"Your Majesty, don't get angry with the little child, dead girl, call your Majesty!"

Lacus was also tempered by her daughter, and smiled awkwardly.

"This is your father's widow...gift. The gift left to you, a fragment of a long sword destined to be remembered because of your father's feat..."

When Carlos said this, he thought of the man who had left his back to him without hesitation. Thinking of the forgotten injury, he felt panicked in his heart and spoke intermittently.

"Why did my father leave me a pile of debris, why didn't my father give it to me personally? What about my father?"

When Lacus heard her daughter's problem, she couldn't help crying again, but Carlos lost her mind again.

Where does a four-year-old girl have such a clear logic, don't you wear them too?

But facing that clear gaze, Carlos finally sighed.

Covering Raven's head with his big hand and rubbing it twice, he successfully messed up the little girl's croissants, and Carlos stood up.

"The day the broken sword is recast, when the knight returns."

Leaving the white lie and the blessing of the Holy Light, as well as his own money bag, the king of Alterac left after having a wish.

With the example of the king taking the lead, all the knights and paladins have left their blessings and money bags.

At this time, the paladins did not fully understand the sanctification effect of the holy light, nor did they understand that the long sword, which is of epic quality, was shattered, but as a holy relic, under the astonishing number of blessings and admiration, it was already holy. change.

When all the mourners left, Lacus was busy packing up the purses and counting, leaving her young daughter in the yard.

Although I don't understand what that sentence means, the little girl thinks that so many people say the same sentence to herself, it must be a good thing.

Holding the hilt tightly with both hands, he found that the heavy broken sword was far lighter than expected.

"The day the broken sword is recast, when my father returns!"

The children have a serious play mind, and after shouting the slogan like a handsome man, the shards shining with the brilliance of the runes automatically return to their positions and reintegrate into a complete sword.

"Ah? Wow! Cool!!!"

Although it only lasted for a while, the great sword shattered again, but the young Raven had a keen interest in the hero named his father.

On the way back to the city, Carlos's thoughts were misty and far away.

But slowly, the names jumped out from the corners of thoughts, becoming clearer and clearer.

Aslan Qi'an.

Lux Klein.

Raven Sara?

Why is Aslan's daughter Sarah?

Forget it, anyway, the change of Azeroth's surname is not a big deal, this will not be held for the time being, Raven Sarah, Raven SALA?

Carlos always feels where he has heard this name, and thinks this little girl will become a great character in the future!

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