Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1517 150. Those who know how to ask a wise man for help are the real smart people - Jiageng [425]

"I've seen it before, in Dalaran, and I was there in that battle, the first real battle I've experienced in my adult life."

When stepping into the human territory from Eversong Forest, Vereesa Windrunner, who was riding on a beautiful pink combat chocobo, looked curiously at Varian Wrynn beside her.

To be precise, it was looking at the Sword of Emperor Stromkar, which was wrapped by Varian's clothes and tied tightly behind his back with a ribbon.

With a nostalgic tone, the little girl Windrunner whispered:

"I learned a lot from that battle, and I believe that you also learned valuable wisdom from that battle. My mother often said that it is those unforgettable pasts that shape us."

"Yeah, we are all portrayed characters, on a stage we didn't choose, performing a script we couldn't choose, and call it our own life."

Varian smiled.

He rode a white Quel'dorei warhorse that Vereesa had specially found for him, to show his nobility.

However, Varian today is somewhat melancholy like a poet. Looking at the distant hill where the Quellings hut is located, he said softly:

"Unfortunately, I used to be a very bad actor. I have never realized the things that the people I respect and love taught me with their lives."

"Please do not say that, Your Majesty Varian."

Beside Vereesa, Archmage Ronin, who was driving the magic carpet forward slowly, stroked his fiery red beard, and said seriously:

"Although I am light-hearted and have not experienced much, from what I have seen and heard in various kingdoms, the Storm Kingdom ruled by you is undoubtedly the most potential human kingdom.

There is not so much rot in your country, and now you have got the sword of Emperor Stromkar, it seems that fate has destined the rise of the Stormwind Kingdom.

You will definitely become a very legendary ruler in the future. We were born in the same era as you, and it is undoubtedly our luck to witness your legendary story. "

"Uh, I remember that you were not such a talkative person before, Master Luo Ning."

Varian said in surprise:

"The last time I saw you in Dalaran, you were very reticent. Is it because the nourishment of love made you choose a more positive and better attitude towards life?"

"It's not."

Rhonin shrugged, looked at Vereesa tenderly, and said:

"I'm just learning, learning like a very dangerous guy, if I can use words to win the goodwill of others, maybe it can save me and my lover from unnecessary threats.

What's more, what I just said is not flattery.

I really think so. "

"Learn well, don't learn next time."

Varian scowled instantly.

Obviously, he knew who Luo Ning's "learning" object was.

This group of people moved very fast. Under the escort of a team of elite rangers, Varian arrived at the Quillins Hut in the afternoon. He saw the Grand Duke Bolvar, his loyal servant Shaw and King Daelin.

He also knew why they had come.

Then he jumped off his horse, winked at the three of them, and walked towards another woodland with the Emperor's Sword on his back.

The existence of this sword can't be revealed yet, maybe it can be revealed when meeting His Majesty Lothar, but the land in the northern border is too far away from the Stormwind Kingdom, and Varian can't take the risk.

One encounter with Lothar is enough.

Vereesa and Rhonin also wanted to follow, but before they could move, they saw a black bone falcon hovering and falling, and in the falcon's penetrating bone claws, it was holding a piece belonging to a woman. The emblem of the demon king.

Vereesa was taken aback when she saw the emblem.

She grabbed Ronin and turned around and ran away.

But within a few steps, she was stabbed in the foot by a sharp arrow wrapped in a cold shadow. The little girl Windrunner was about to cry. She turned around with a stiff neck, and saw that she was wearing an armored magic blade. Leopard, General Liresa with a longbow in hand is walking towards her.

"Mom, I."

Vereesa tried to explain, but was interrupted by Windrunner's mother waving.

She said indifferently:

"I learned from your second sister about the various rebellious actions you made after I left home, including but not limited to moving out of the Tower of the Windrunner to live with a spellcaster named Ronin in the dangerous cursed land, You also stubbornly resisted your big sister's order, claiming that your relationship with Luo Ning has my permission.

Well, my rebellious daughter.

Your poor mother may have caused me to suffer from amnesia because of her death. Please tell me, when did I allow you to stay with a human forever? "

Little sister Vereesa, who was about to cry when questioned by Windrunner's mother, covered her face, and said in a crying voice:

"I know I'm wrong, Mom. I've been writing to you to explain this matter, but you haven't replied to me. I thought you acquiesced."

"Doesn't my lack of reply mean that I disagree?"

The soul fire in Windrunner's mother's eyes was beating, and frost spewed from her mouth when she spoke, which represented her unhappy mood at this time. As for Ronin.

The terrible pressure from the mother-in-law left the young mage parched.

He tried to learn from Bu Laike and said a few jokes to ease the awkward atmosphere, but he was glared at by the Banshee Queen, almost freezing his soul.

hell!

My mother-in-law wants to kill me, and I can't hide the gaze of wanting to kill someone alone, so how on earth should I survive the anger of my mother-in-law?

Wait online.

Very urgent.

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"Hahaha, look at that silly dog ​​in Dalaran, he dared to come to see his mother-in-law without a gift, isn't he courting death?"

On the outskirts of the Quel'Linth hut, a stinky pirate disguised as an ordinary Quel'dorei ranger was leaning against a tree, drinking with gusto and watching the internal affairs of the Windrunner family in front of him.

This guy likes to watch the excitement the most.

But it didn't take long for Bo Laike to see trouble.

Because he discovered that Princess Calia Menethil was leading the little idiot of Arthas to the tent of Prophet Velen who was invited by Faol to witness the meeting.

Looking at Her Royal Highness's frowning, it is likely that she has encountered some trouble and needs to find the prophet to find the answer.

It's normal to have fortune-telling when you're in a bad mood.

But Laike just felt that this matter should have something to do with him, so he put away the flagon, coughed a few times, pretended to be on patrol, and walked over there.

He dropped a dwarf radio by the tent and began eavesdropping on the conversation between Prophet Velen and Princess Calia Menethil from a safe distance.

Then, he showed a very bad expression.

At this time, in the tent where the Draenei were lit, Old Velen smiled and looked at the sad-faced human princess in front of him. He felt the holy light from this princess.

Undoubtedly, Her Royal Highness, the princess with outstanding temperament and dignified appearance, is also a holy light walker.

"I heard from my Faol brother that you are one of his best disciples."

Velen said gently:

"It turns out that the bloodline of the Menethil family is very good, and your younger brother has also walked the path of the Holy Light. However, I feel the thoughts in your heart like a mess.

Have you encountered any problems that bother you? "

"There are indeed many problems, but only two of them are beyond my ability to solve, my lord prophet."

Princess Calia Menethil was as handsome as she was when she met Bo Laike last time, even a little thinner. Judging by human standards, she already belonged to the category of top-notch looks.

After all, she was a woman whom Deathwing valued, so there was absolutely no need to question her appearance.

You can doubt the mind of the Destroyer, but you cannot question its aesthetics.

However, probably due to the long-term pressure, Princess Jialia's mental state is not very good, and she always gives people a feeling of depression.

But this made her already outstanding temperament have a melancholic "sick beauty" feeling.

She remembered Faol's mentor's advice, and decided not to keep any doubts in her heart in front of this alien prophet. She took a deep breath and looked at Velen's kind eyes full of wisdom.

she says:

"The first thing is about my country. My younger brother was originally the heir to this country, but his fate has suffered waves and shocks, so I have to stand in front of the stage.

Just the other day, I had a long conversation with my dad and my brother.

He made it clear that he rejected Menethil's throne, and he was not even willing to accept the duke title given by his father. He said that he wanted to become a greater existence than the king.

He said that the king will only fight for his own people, but he will fight for all human beings and even the world.

I admire my younger brother, but I can't have confidence in myself as the heir to the country. I don't know if I can carry the hope of this country on my shoulders, and my father is getting old. "

"Well, many inheritors of civilization have such self-doubt."

Velen stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"But you're better than most people when you face your self-doubt, you know what the problem is and you're trying to fix it.

You have a strong heart, Princess Calia.

The shadow of the past still hangs over your heart, but I see that you are not bowing to the past, but asking yourself to keep moving forward. You are stronger than many men.

However, I also know that this kind of comfort is not enough to give you confidence, and Faol recommended you to look for me because he probably hopes that I can spy on the future for you.

It's a risky move, kid.

But I'm willing to risk it once for the hope of a country. "

The Prophet took out his own purple soul song crystal, suspended the crystal in the air, held the upper half of the crystal himself, and said to Calia:

"You can see those fragments of the future through your own eyes, but I want to remind you, Calia, that peeping into the future is a very risky act, and you must accurately distinguish between the real and the unreal among countless futures.

The method that can answer your questions may bring you more doubts. If you are willing to take risks, then touch this crystal, and I will show you the infinite possibilities of the future. "

"Ok!"

Her Royal Highness did not hesitate, she stretched out her hand to touch the bottom of the crystal, she said:

"This question has tortured me a lot, and I am willing to take risks to see if I can become a good ruler in the future, even if it is only one possibility of countless futures, that is enough.

I need a little confidence to prop me up this path I never envisioned.

Please begin, Lord Prophet. "

Velen nodded, and the next moment, he closed his eyes, and began to spy on the threads of future destiny. Under his guidance, Calia also closed his eyes.

Her will seemed to enter a kaleidoscope-like world, and there were hundreds of jumping pictures in front of her at the same time, showing her countless possibilities for the future.

That's a progression from the past to the future, not overnight.

Countless futures extending from the starting point when Princess Jialia was born are like cobwebs, showing her the infinite possibilities that exist in her body.

She was a little dizzy.

She saw herself who died in an accident when she was a child, and also saw the fate of her own existence without her younger brother, and even saw the tragedy of herself marrying Deathwing and dying miserably in the dragon fire in the night.

That's all her.

She in countless timelines.

She tried her best to make herself see these things clearly, but there were too many possibilities, which soon overwhelmed Princess Calia, so she skimmed over the process of growing up and planned to look to the future.

Just when her idea was born, the kaleidoscope-like fragments of the future shattered like soap bubbles, leaving only a limited number of possibilities.

The most conspicuous thing is that she has turned into an undead standing under the holy light in the throne room of the completely destroyed and ruined King City of Lordaeron. In front of her eyes, there are countless ragged undead bowing down to her.

That's a scary future.

But Calia saw in that future that she would eventually become a ruler accepted by the people, and there was an "unexpected surprise"!

Beside her, who was the pale lady, the Queen of the Undead, stood a familiar undead wearing a shabby navy suit, with gray blond hair and a navy three-cornered hat.

That's Boo Laike!

Posthumously Bo Laike, or Drake, maintained a close relationship with himself, standing on the throne with him, and he called himself "Warrior of the Pale Lady".

this.

This seems to represent that Calia's future destiny has nothing to do with Bu Laike.

She thought it was just a possibility, and looked to the future fragment on the other side.

In that clip, she was sitting in a gorgeous palace wearing a king's robe, holding a lovely child in her arms, and receiving congratulations from ministers and generals.

And in this future, just behind his own throne, stands Bo Laike, also dressed as a prince, who looks at the mother and child with tender eyes.

Damn it!

not like this!

Princess Calia shook her head, allowing herself to look at the third destiny.

As a result, what she saw this time made her almost faint.

On a pirate ship, Braike greeted the storm with open arms, howling that he was the king of the world. Behind him, Calia, who was also wearing shameless pirate underwear, hugged her captain and herself with satisfaction. s husband.

The two laughed loudly in the wind and waves.

As wild as it is, you do see that intimate connection.

She read on.

But in every future that belongs to her, there is a Bu Laike who haunts her like a lingering ghost. In the end, the princess gave up, and she took the initiative to withdraw her fingers and cover her face.

she says:

"Please do not tell others about my fate, my lord prophet."

"Well, I'll keep it a secret."

Your Excellency Velen also looked surprised. He also saw the fate of Princess Calia. He really didn't expect that the bond between the princess in front of him and that bastard Bu Laike was so deep?

As long as these two people have a future, they are destined to be tied together. It is simply a destined marriage.

And the Prophet probably guessed what Princess Calia's second troubled question was. He felt that he didn't need to answer it. The vision of the future had already proved everything.

"In every future that belongs to me, I have Bou Laike by my side. I thought those dreams I had were just a silly joke, but now it seems that that is indeed my future.

I will convince myself and accept it bravely. "

Princess Calia stood up, tried to calm herself down, and said goodbye to the Prophet, turning around with a blushing face and trying to leave the tent.

But the next moment, the curtain of the tent was pulled open.

The wooden-faced Bu Laike stared at the panic-stricken Princess Calia. He looked at the beautiful face in front of him, and said with a long voice:

"You just said, what are you going to accept bravely?"

(end of this chapter)