Azeroth’s Death Track

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The carriage decorated with low-key but exquisite black broken-blade badges finally stopped at the northwest corner of Drustvar, on the edge of a church on the outskirts of Klein, the largest local town.

Here is covered with a layer of snow. For such high-altitude areas, falling snow is normal.

After the carriage door opened, Tyrion, who put on a solemn black dress, was escorted into the quaint but solemn church in front of him under the **** of the tall silent knights.

Snow Forest Church, which is the largest and oldest church in the entire Drustvar, is hosted by the tide sages believed by the locals, but today, this church, which was not very lively in the past, seems to be crowded. The nobles gathered here, and there were even big figures from Stormsong Valley and Boralus.

There are many well-known people, such as the ruler of Stormsong Valley, Lord Stormsong the High Priest of the Tide of the Sea, such as the head of the Ashvan family, the richest Lord Ashvan in Kul Tiras, and representatives Lord Norton, where the Proudmoore family came to watch, and the little nobles surrounding these big men.

Politics has made the nobles form one small group after another. At this luxurious banquet, you can always see the life of all kinds.

The reason why today’s scene is so big is very simple. Today, in this snow forest church, the ruler of the Drusva region, the only daughter of the Lord Vickers family, will be held, Lucille Vickers. The wedding of the young lady and young businessman Herbert Alexander.

This matter has recently become the talk of the highest class nobles in Kul Tiras. Although Kul Tiras has a developed business and people are not ashamed of doing business, for the rigid upper class nobles, their daughters are under This is the first time to marry a businessman.

Many noble husbands secretly speculated that this was because the young and handsome Alexander donated his rich property to the economically struggling family of Victory, and was favored by Lord Arthur Victory.

But there is also rumored news that Miss Luhill and Mr. Alexandria really love each other, but the Lady Madame has always disagreed with the marriage.

In short, before the wedding has begun, some mentally murky guys are ready to watch a good show...Everyone knows that Mrs. Elena Vickres is not a fuel-efficient lamp in Chur In the aristocratic circle of Tiras, the spoiled temper of the lordess is almost as famous as her love for her husband.

"El Knight, send me my personal gift to the newcomer."

Tyrion hates crowded places, especially those with false smiles on his face. He shook his hand, and the knights with guards went directly to the place where the wedding was held, and the fully armed Ayr knight, Then, with the two attendants behind him, he carried a heavy box and walked blankly into those nobles who were talking and laughing.

A moment later, the waiter’s sharp voice rang in the church:

"Qual Saras Windrunner Family Messenger!"

The signing made the entire hall of the church quiet for a moment, all eyes were gathered on the three heavily armed knights, which were not easy to provoke at a glance, everyone was guessing, and others were whispering Whispering, when did the Victorys get in touch with the high elves of Quel'Thalas?

"No, no, I don't know any elves with Windrunner..."

On the second floor of the hall, Lord Arthur Vickers, who was having a great conversation with several great nobles, also froze for a moment, and then explained to the nobles around him:

"But everyone knows that my distant nephew is one of His Majesty Dai Lin's great knights, and he did follow Dai Lin to Quel'Thalas, maybe his friend."

"Quel'salas has always been proud, and Kul Tiras has few high elves."

Lord Stormsong narrowed his eyes. After a while, the kind-hearted Lord smiled and said: "Aren't you curious about what gifts the elves sent for today's newcomers?"

And Lord Ashfan, who is good at business, is playing with the ring on his finger, and thoughtfully said:

"Maybe we should take this opportunity to establish a friendly relationship with the guests of the Windrunner family. As you all know, the Windrunner family is the ancient nobleman of Quel'Thalas."

"I still feel weird."

Lord Victory, the protagonist of the incident, frowned and said:

"Some of them appeared too abruptly. Shouldn't we send letters first so that we can prepare...I don't know if the high elves are taboo."

"Wow"

Just as the big nobles were talking, the gifts from the Windrunner family had been opened by the waiters. It was the tradition of human nobility to open the gifts in front of the guests. This behavior can promote the identity of the guests in front of other guests. It is also an effective means for nobles to communicate and "show off their wealth".

But when the box was opened, all the people who watched it exclaimed, and many of them knew a lot of businessmen.

In the quaint box, there is a layer of luxurious black velvet, and in it, there is a small crown, which seems to be worn by women, and the skeleton made of white gold is dotted with mysterious silver, full of high elf style. The ethereal and gorgeous decoration is filled with gems of various colors on both sides, and in the center of the crown is a polished extremely delicate ruby. Under the illumination of the church lights, the gem of the size of a pigeon egg shines, letting the presence Every woman in is fascinated.

And under the light of the light, the crown shone mysteriously from time to time. Obviously, this was a magic item.

This thing has far exceeded the "gift" due weight, and even quickly shocked Mrs. Elena. Victory and today's wedding protagonist, Miss Luhir Victory.

"This is too expensive."

At the instigation of her husband, Mrs. Vickres, who wanted to decline this noble gift, had just said this, and the knight of Al said stiffly:

"This is a gift from the host to the bride. The host wants to see the newcomer walk up to the stage with his blessing, so you should not and can not solve it!"

After finishing speaking, Al turned away with his entourage.

On the other side, in the open plaza outside the snow forest church, Tyrion sat quietly on the bench below the wedding reception desk, waiting for the wedding to begin. He occupied a bench by himself, but no one dared To disturb him.

Beside the square, several cold, heavily-armed knights were guarding their masters, and the heavy temperament exuded from Tyrion's body also showed to others that this was a big man, and he Unwilling to be disturbed.

"Windrunner...Mr."

A voice sounded behind him, Tyrion turned around, and saw Lord Viclays standing beside him with a smile, the body of the half-year-old jazz seemed to hug, his hair was completely white , And there is always some abnormal rickets in his body. He leaned on a black cane and said to Tyrion:

"I personally thank you very much for coming, my daughter and my son-in-law will certainly feel very honored, but sir... I still want to ask, Windrunners family, and Victorys family, do you have any contact? ?"

Tyrion's blue eyes blinked, and a smile appeared on his slightly skinny face:

"No, we have never been in contact before, but... My Majesty and I are real good friends. There is also a sacred commitment between us. After I reached the locality, I heard that Miss Luhir was about to get married. , I came here to join the wedding on my own initiative, wouldn’t you refuse my goodwill?"

"Uh, of course not."

After hearing Tyrion’s words, Lord Waycrest’s expression changed, but he responded very politely:

"Your arrival will make my daughter's wedding flourish."

"Well, I have seen too much suffering in my past life."

Tyrion looked back and stopped seeing Lord Viclays. He seemed to say to himself:

"I just want to see more beautiful things in the world, which will make me feel that this world is not just suffering, it will make me feel that this world is still worth saving."

"clang"

At this time, the bell of the wedding was about to start, and the guests also stepped out of the hall, filled with benches in the square, and the big figures of Kul Tiras were sitting in the front row, each occupying a single bench. Tyrion is so conspicuous, but no one still dissuades him.

Lord Waycrest, with his cane, walked to the front desk, and with the sound of the local wedding music of Kul Tiras, the magnetic voice of the Lord also reached everyone's ears:

"You, today, we are here to witness and celebrate the marriage of a couple into the palace of marriage!"

"Under the witness of the sea breeze, the sun and the earth of Kul Tiras, they will enter a new stage in their lives. Herbert Alexander, they will be married in the blessing of everyone."

As the Lord sounded with a trace of happiness, Miss Luhill, who was wearing a white wedding dress and holding flowers in the falling flowers petals, walked out of the church slowly in the ethereal singing of the children, all All eyes were on the young lady, and the ladies' eyes were staring at the crown above Lucille's head.

As she moved forward, the ruby ​​on the crown was enough to make any woman crazy.

On the other side, some nervous, young businessman Helber Alexander wearing black gifts also approached the Lord. He looked at his future wife with a nostalgic eye. He was together, how much pressure he put on his family.

No matter how much wealth he makes with his own wisdom, in the eyes of the traditional and old-fashioned nobles, it is not worth mentioning. The businessman is always a low-profile person.

There are also many people who are grievous for Miss Lucier. Drustvar is the most noble and beautiful lady. How can she be allocated to a businessman?

But this day finally arrived!

Hilbert Alexander took a deep breath and straightened his waist. This young businessman who started from nothing in Boralus was trying to make himself confident and could not give himself a deep love at today's ceremony. People are ashamed.

But at this romantic moment, Tyrion’s eyes turned to the end of the square. Behind the Lord and Alexander, in the shadow of no one, a malicious figure was approaching slowly, the King of Dark Blades. You can see the dagger held in that figure's hand, you can see the fierce gaze under his hood, and you can feel the killing intention inside him.

There is no doubt that this guy is definitely not here to congratulate this wedding.

"Be careful!"

Miss Luhill, who was walking on the red carpet, clearly saw the knife light behind her loved one. She no longer ignored her manners and shouted to the ignorant Alexander:

"Be careful!"

There was also a burst of exclamation among the guests. They also saw the dagger appearing behind Alexander and the assassins wearing red leather armor and long swords emerging around the square.

This scene made the atmosphere of the entire wedding disappear, and also made Terion's eyes gloomy.

"carry on!"

A cold voice rang in the square, making everyone who tried to scream and escape felt the heavy pressure on their shoulders, pressing them back to the seat, and there was a grin on his face, which was about to be poisoned. The assassin who stabbed his dagger into Alexander’s body was also horrified to find that the dark red, cold energy rose from under his feet, like a devil’s claw, and his body was imprisoned in place.

Including the assassins who jumped out of the shadow, was also captured by the dissatisfaction of the Dark Blade King at this moment. They were caught in the neck by the energy of the strangling and mentioned the air. The feeling of suffocation made them want to shout. , But no... the tight neck can't even make a sound, only quiet and fear, waiting for the arrival of death.

"I said... continue!"

Tyrion’s voice sounded again in the square, and as his voice fell, snowflakes fell in the sky, like replacing the petals that were flying in the sky, and would be overwhelmed by the road in front of the bride, cloth Full of beautiful snowflakes that won't melt.

"Don't disturb my good mood...Wedding, continue."

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