Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 189 8. Can you see me?

Medivh, the astral mage, is a natural guardian.

Before he was born, Magna Aegwynn had already made up her mind that she would not return her guardian power to the old-fashioned people of the Tirisfal Council.

She passed on her power to her son, and then personally cultivated a guardian she thought was qualified.

Unfortunately, Aegwynn didn't know that this somewhat selfish thought came from the influence of a trace of power left in her body by the dark god she had "defeated".

When Medivh was born, part of his soul belonged to the dark god Sargeras.

That demigod of magic was just a pawn the Fallen Titans used to play.

So was his mother, Aegwynn.

"Honestly, Madam Aegwynn, didn't you have any doubts when you 'defeated' Sargeras eight hundred years ago in the Dragonbone Wilderness of the Northrend continent?"

In the small restaurant in Karazhan.

Cloth Laike with a white napkin sat on a chair, holding a knife and fork, while elegantly cutting the excellent veal steak, he said to Aegwynn who was sitting on the other side of the long dining table:

"You can be unanimously elected as a guardian by the mages of the Tirisfal Council, which proves that you have superhuman wisdom, so what affected your judgment?

Especially after you knew that the demon you defeated claimed to be Sargeras, you just sealed its body in the ruins of the ancient elves so carelessly?

Don't you even suspect that it just wants you to win? "

"Because I was too young at that time."

Hearing this question, Magna Aegwynn, who was at least ten meters away from Bo Laike, wearing a hood and wearing an ordinary peasant woman's attire, let out a self-deprecating laugh.

She picked up the wine glass, and Moros behind her immediately poured half a glass of fine wine for the old mistress.

And the once most powerful woman in the world is now like an ordinary old woman, with silver hair and white hair, but Aegwynn, who can still see the charm and appearance of her youth, gently shakes the wine glass in front of her.

She was silent for a few seconds and said:

"Young means brave, full of courage, confidence flows in my veins, making me fearless."

"Youth also means being reckless, being arrogant, thinking that arrogance based on power is the norm, and thinking that you deserve to win, so you don't think carefully.

Besides, that dark god is really cunning, he pretends to be very similar, and controls his strength to a level higher than mine, but not crushing.

It really took me a hard fight to win the so-called victory.

Sense of honor."

Aegwynn shook his head, took a sip of his wine, and said:

"That is also his weapon to play with people's hearts.

For the heroes, that thing is like the poison that seals the throat when seeing blood, it is impossible to resist. And when I found out that something was wrong, everything was irreparable. "

This shabby old lady with outstanding manners stretched out her hand and opened a string of magic pendants in her hand.

She caressed the only memorial left by herself, her husband, and the child, her eyes were full of loss and regret, and with a trace of tenderness, she said:

"I have given my power to my son according to the fate set by the dark god, and in the material world, I have personally made the most perfect skin for the dark god.

He didn't even use his own dark divine power too much. He only used the power that was born in our world and was originally used for protection to easily divide human civilization and orc civilization, Azeroth and Dellano. The world plays with applause.

He did not come to our world to take revenge.

The failure of 10,000 years ago was just a slight adjustment in eternal life for Him, just like He enjoyed a meal of dessert and spent 800 years preparing a tragedy for me and my son.

It's not even a conspiracy.

It's just a 'game' of interest.

My son and I have faithfully fulfilled our roles and missions, and used the pain and sacrifice of countless people to satisfy the appreciation of the tragedy in the heart of that god

This is God, Drake. "

"It's not over yet."

Bo Laike cut the steak, put a small piece of meat into his mouth, chewed, enjoyed the deliciousness, and said:

"It's just that the first half is over, Sargeras has lost interest in this tragedy, and he casually threw his masterpiece to his incompetent subordinates.

So the cheater is like a treasure.

The story belonging to you and Medivh is about to start the second half.

I've heard that Karazhan is a magical place, wandering around in the middle of the night, and if you're lucky, you can see some silhouette streamers from the future.

Thinking that you, as the master of this place, naturally see what is about to happen in those futures.

you know it yourself

Your pursuit of the resurrection of Medivh, the resurrection of the Raven Prophet, and the pain in your son's heart of his own terrible sin will drive him to do something 'great'.

The weight of those sins was unbearable even for Medivh, twisted into an utterly devoted self-destructive urge.

After Medivh thought his sins atoned, he would choose self-imposed exile or, in the case of a mother, more brutal self-sacrifice.

He will change from a destroyer of the world to a savior of the world, turning all his apologies into kindness, and dedicating unconditionally to the entire Azeroth.

But he is so indifferent.

He only ignored the feelings of his poor old mother.

You will lose him a second time.

After you rescue your son, you will be called 'sacrifice', 'great', 'noble' and so on, and lose him again, Ms. Aegwynn. "

The pirate put down the knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a tablecloth, then picked up the wine glass at hand, and raised his glass to Aegwynn with a smile.

He said:

"You know better than anyone that you can't stop this from happening, you can just accept it.

This is the second half of your story with your son.

First give you a little bit of the sweetness of regaining it, some hope, and then take it away cruelly, making your heart ache and breaking your heart.

The most regrettable thing is that in this timeline, you don't even have the chance to have a cute little grandson.

what.

It's a world where only Magna Aegwynn is hurt, and it's not kind to you. "

Bu Laike took a sip of his wine and said no more.

And Ms. Aegwynn, who was opposite him, was directly shattered by this vicious prophecy. The graceful old lady raised her head, and her cloudy eyes gleamed with anger.

she says:

"Although I'm not as strong as I was when I was young, but little Drake, it's still easy for me to beat you up here. So, the purpose of your coming from afar this time is just to annoy me.

Then congratulations, you succeeded. "

"I'm just telling the truth, my God, what's wrong with this world? Such a domineering power to tell the truth is gone."

The pirate shrugged.

He grinned and said to Aegwynn:

"But I'm not here for a beating, ma'am, what I bring is a choice, a choice to open up a new tributary beyond the established destiny.

I might as well just tell you that I'm already preparing to join forces with a friend to put this timeline we're in into 'repeal'.

Push it out of the established long river of time, let me say proudly, the world will change its course because of me.

In a disordered and chaotic future, the fate of many people will be changed accordingly. That being the case, why should we insist on letting this tragedy end?

Now it's just chatting, before you pick up your staff and beat me black and blue, why don't you give me a few minutes and listen to me tell you another version of the story about you and your son, okay? "

"Say, I'm all ears."

Aegwynn knocked on the table expressionlessly, and Moros behind him took out a small hourglass as if by magic, turned it upside down, and placed it on the table.

The quicksand representing the passing of time fell bit by bit, and Bu Laike also stood up, coughed a few times, and said to the sad old mother in front of him like performing an opera:

"You will resurrect your son, and you will call back the soul of Medivh from the astral world in the upper layers of Karazhan.

The beginning is like a rehearsal of countless tragedies, without any change.

but.

After returning to the material world, Medivh, who wanted to atone for his sins, was shocked to find that he couldn't do anything because his old mother made a small "mistake" when resurrecting him.

His soul was lodged in the body of a newly born baby.

He lost the power of the guardian, and the soul he had just returned was very weak. In order to keep his soul from being broken, his old mother "helped" him.

The memory belonging to the sinful astral mage Medivh was sealed.

As an ordinary little baby, he will accompany his apologetic old mother, and let go of the heavy pressure and responsibility of saving the world!

He is just an ignorant child.

He'll enjoy the simple pleasure of catching frogs in the swamp.

And his mother, who has always been strict and missed her son's growing up, can also get a chance to start again and truly 'retire'.

To enjoy the simple joy of being with your child and watching him grow up day by day.

Even his old father, who had died because of him in the early years, but could not let go of it, could get a chance to be freed from the curse.

A family of three lives in seclusion in a swamp that will never be disturbed.

The great people who are tired of saving and destroying the world will get a new identity and no longer have to worry about the safety of the whole world. Seriously, you have guarded the world for more than 800 years!

You don't owe it anything.

You are entitled to ask the world to treat you better, instead of passively bearing the disasters it gives you. "

Bu Laike knocked on the table and said to Aegwynn:

"Besides, you are not that competent as a guardian. To be honest, your career is a mess, and you are not suitable for this job at all.

So don't force it.

Throw your sense of responsibility, which has no place to rest, into any garbage dump, and see what it has done to you and your son?

Be selfish and enjoy the new life with peace of mind, okay? "

Speaking of which, the pirate took out his dwarf pipe, took a deep breath, and then exhaled the smoke ring, folded his arms, and said to Aegwynn on the opposite side of the table:

"You can continue to feel sorry for yourself and feel sorry for your life. You can also save your son with your own hands and give him a life that a normal person should live.

Ms. Agwynn, tell him something you never said to him.

Say something that a normal mother should say to her son.

Few parents who have made a mistake are as lucky as you to get a second chance, so I don't think you need to hesitate. "

"."

Aegwynn did not expect the young pirate to say such a thing to her.

But thinking about it carefully, Laike's words hit her heart with infinite guilt for her son.

After all, tracing back to the source, the tragedy of her son's life all stemmed from her irresponsible battle eight hundred years ago.

She really wanted to make up for the guilt.

However, as a guardian, she would not allow her to do such irresponsible things.

Compared with the fate of the world, personal emotions are really

"My son, he has a calling"

Aegwynn said with a difficult tone:

"I can't be so selfish."

"Ha, so you resurrected your son just to let him die again? You brought him back just to let him leave you again?"

Bu Laike shrugged, and said in a strange tone:

"What kind of monster mother are you?"

"Of course, of course. I know that those of you who have done legendary things like to think too much, as if the world will not continue to turn if you can't complete your mission."

The pirate straightened his collar, and said to Aegwynn with bright eyes:

"Since we mentioned the terrible mission that Medivh must undertake, let me say that the mission must be completed, and Azeroth cannot be destroyed by demonic invasion.

But no one seems to stipulate that Medivh can't 'outsource' this mission to others, and enjoy life by himself, right?

Na.

In addition to being a promising career as a pirate, I actually occasionally play the role of a "prophet".

Ms. Magna Aegwynn, from your professional perspective of being a guardian for eight hundred years, what do you think of me? Am I qualified to take on Medivh's terrible mission?

To be honest, I have always thought that the image of a pirate is quite suitable for a crow, what do you think? "

(end of this chapter)