Azeroth’s Death Track

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The blood-stained dagger was thrown on the table, making a heavy collision, which made the heads of the three girls standing in a row in front of the table shrink.

It has been a week since their great adventure. The undead fleet cruising in the Endless Sea has received an emergency call from Stormwind City. The fleet of 3 warships rushed to the waters of Ashenvale to take these brave children It was sent back to the eastern continent at the fastest speed.

Now, under Tyrion’s silent gaze, the three bear children look at me and I look at you. Obviously, they all feel the anger from the high lord, and beside them, a nervous Anduin wants to say something What, but looking at the gloomy expression of Uncle Tyrion, he shut his mouth sensiblely.

And the little prince also has a little anger of his own:

The sisters went out to play but did not bring him, which made Anduin feel that he seemed to be excluded from the team.

"Boldness! Recklessness! Regardless of consequences!"

Words of rebuke were spoken out of Tyrion’s mouth, making the girls’ heads lower.

"Dare to cross the enemy war zone with three small dots. Do you really think that your little power can protect you? Or do you think the night elf sentinel unit is not worth mentioning?"

The Lord’s fingers were beating on the table, and he was a little irritated and a little afraid.

If it weren’t for Aurelia who had sent several blood maids to follow them at all times, if there was a little accident, he must not be able to forgive himself, and the forces behind the two girls except Dornan It's not small, once they are in danger, the Defia Federation and the Council of Forgotten Kings are sure to blow up.

Talking, he glanced at Anduin. Fortunately, Dornan still had a sense of reason outside of the nonsense. If Anduin also joined the adventure, I am afraid everything will be messed up.

"Did Windsor teach you this?"

Tyrion said:

"A few of you are so disappointing, you know, how much pressure did your aunt Tiffany put on your private departure? General Dailin's fleet was forced to put down the task of exploring the broken islands and southern waters, just Because of the nonsense of the three of you! Do you know how much pressure this will exert on the operation of the entire Dark Edge system?"

"We knew it was wrong, Dad."

Dornan raised his head quickly and glanced at Terion's face. She mumbled and apologized, but she didn't have much sincerity. This made Tyrion couldn't help rubbing his forehead. Thoughts, but Necromancer's powerful manipulation of emotions calmed him down quickly.

"Facts have proved that a few of you do not have the ability to control themselves, and you will be punished for doing something wrong..."

"Dornan, I will send you back to Draenor. I will continue your study before the Throne of Elements until you master the essence of the shamanic spell. I will not allow you to leave. Aurelia will supervise you instead.. . You better stop fooling around!"

The punishment made Dornan unable to hold up her head. She wanted to refute it, but seeing the serious look in her father's eyes, the little girl deflated her mouth and stopped talking.

"Then you, Vanessa, I have contacted Speaker Edwin. The Speaker allowed me to discipline you instead."

The lord gave a treat:

"Since you plan to practice on the path of the assassin, you should not waste your talents. The famous assassin organization Rogue Academy of Azeroth has also opened a branch in Draenor. I will send you to the master assassin. Ms. Blade, you cannot return to Azeroth until you get her approval."

"what?"

Vanessa tilted her head and looked at Tyrion. After confirming that the Lord Lord was not kidding, there was a little more joy in her eyes.

As the baby daughter of the Speaker of the Federal Parliament, the young Vanessa already has many suitors in the Federal District, which makes her tireless. She is more willing to be an assassin than a noble lady who is adventurous by nature. Master, this can be regarded as fulfilling her wish.

"The last one is you, Talia."

Tyrion looked at the silent dark-haired girl. He could see a hint of hatred in Tyria's eyes, which made the Lord Lord feel helpless, but the child in front of him really had enough reason to hate him.

So, after a moment of silence, Tyrion opened the drawer and threw a thing to Talia.

It was a small bottle with a golden-red liquid, and Talia took it in her hand, even though it was across a thick bottle, she could feel the warmth of the liquid.

"I know your inner thoughts, girl, I will not persuade you to forget it, and I will not force you to change your thinking, but you are very talented, children, since you have talent, you cannot waste it."

Tyrion knocked on the table and said to Telia:

"I will also send you to Draenor. In the Nagrand Prairie, those orc clans have restarted the sacred gladiator ritual. You will enter as a warrior apprentice. I will select qualified mentors for you. I will give Everything you need... If you agree, keep this bottle of dragon blood, it will give you the power to go beyond racial restraints."

"After you become a real warrior, I will give you the opportunity you want!"

The Lord Lord leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed slightly:

"An opportunity to challenge me."

Talia squeezed the bottle in her hand. She looked at Tirion with a complex look. She did not know what the generosity of Lord Darkblade represented, but at this moment, there was no longer any hatred for Tirion in her heart. So stubborn, she nodded in the end.

"Then go, tomorrow, someone will send you to leave Azeroth. The next time you come back, it is likely to be a few years later. I hope that by that time, you will understand the responsibilities that you shoulder and the world you have duty of."

The three girls left Tyrion’s house under the leadership of the high-level knights. Anduin, who was sitting on the side, was a little sad. He thought that he would be separated from the sisters, but he had not waited for the little prince’s tears to fall. , Terion said again:

"Little Anduin, your mother was determined to take you back to the safe Draenor after this fright, so don’t worry that you will be separated from these bear children, but you also have your own schoolwork to learn. Light perception and talent are the most powerful of all human beings I have ever seen, and you should not waste him."

Tyrion’s finger tapped on the table:

"So, after going back this time, I will find qualified mentors for you and Sarantiah, who is also blessed by the Holy Light, to teach you to use your own strength, and you are old enough for combat training."

"But Uncle Tyrion, isn't the Holy Light an enemy of the undead?"

Xiao Andu's concerns were dispelled. He widened his eyes and asked curiously:

"Why do you want me to learn the Holy Light?"

"Because power has no good or evil, child."

Tyrion looked at Anduin and said seriously and solemnly:

"The Holy Light is pure power, and there is no difference between death, arcane, and life. It is your will that really determines where it is used. Just like the sword will not actively commit crimes, the person who holds the sword should Take responsibility for strength."

"Humans, the Paladins we have defeated are not weak, but their understanding of the Holy Light is too narrow. They always try to control this power with their own will. This is wrong...Want to use it, You must understand its true meaning."

"You are going to Shattrath City and follow Adal to learn the manipulation of the Holy Light, but you have to remember, Anduin, not to be influenced by the Naru... Although they also claim to be incarnations of the Holy Light, they are not . Naru also has his own thinking and will, their beliefs, and their teachings are not necessarily absolutely correct, you have to have your own ideas."

Tyrion touched Anduin's head, which seemed to understand something, and he said in a deep voice:

"You can't be controlled by power like the old-fashioned paladins, you have to learn to control it and become its master."

Andu nodded ignorantly. After leaving, he looked at his uncle Tyrion again. He asked:

"Uncle, will I be as strong as you in the future?"

Hearing this problem, Tyrion, sitting in a chair, gave a calm smile, and he nodded to Anduin:

"No, you won't..."

"You will become stronger than me, become better than me, greater than me..."

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"Ok..."

Yuna sat cross-legged on the coffin, and leaned her chin in a way unique to a child, looking at Terion who was sitting opposite her. The latter was expressionless, and Yuna frowned from time to time. 'S eyes are no longer godless, on the contrary, the girl's eyes are full of brilliance.

To use an unexaggerated word to describe it, this child now has a pair of bright eyes like stars.

"You are ugly, Tyrion."

After staring at Tyrion for a few minutes, Yuna said disgustingly:

"I thought you, like Dornan, had beautiful double horns and long tails, but you didn't... you only had a pair of pointed ears, your face was too thin, and there were scars on your face, completely without me I was so handsome."

"Yeah, I regret to be your friend."

Yuna's statement rolled Tyrion's eyes, and he asked:

"When your eyes can't see, I didn't see you so much, now I can see it, but it has become a bad girl who chooses and chooses... Tell me about that voice again, you hear Do you see her in that voice?"

"No!"

Yuna grabbed a piece of mushroom with green spots from the plate in front of her and stuffed it into her mouth. While the juice was eating, she shook her head and blinked and said:

"I didn’t see that sister, but her voice was very gentle, just in the moonlight, I could feel the moonlight, it was warm, it had weight, and I had never seen it in the world of Argus Such a beautiful moon."

Yuna tilted her head as if she was imagining. Finally, she nodded vigorously and said to Tyrion:

"Well, that sister must also be very beautiful, at least it must be much better than you."

"I'm not ugly."

Tyrion retorted weakly, then rubbed his chin and said softly:

"She asked you to tell me, is she looking at me?"

"What does this mean... Could it be that Elune shot it out personally to help you wipe out the darkness in front of you? Logically speaking, she does have this ability, but why should she do it? And if she has something to do Say to me, why not show up in person, but let you bring me a sentence?"

"Ah, it's really a headache."

Hearing Tyrion’s complaint, Yuna’s rate of eating also slowed down. This ten-year-old ghost did not really dislike Tyrion, but after recovering the light, she was using this kind of beating The way to play with Tyrion.

After a few minutes, Yuna finished her "lunch", she clapped her hands, wiped her mouth, and then extended her hand towards Tyrion, her big eyes blinked, and she said softly:

"Although Yuna has not found the crown, nor Noor, nor the star wand, but after seeing the light, Yuna can take you to the shadow world for a turn."

"Ok?"

Tyrion's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he looked at Yuna seriously:

"Do you know how to take me?"

"Yes!"

Yuna patted her chest confidently:

"I can see the "road"! Follow that road, you can walk into that world...but we can't fight because I don't have a crown, no nur, and no wand that will emit stars! "

"Wait, what is Noor?"

Tyrion was a little dizzy by Yuna's childish way of speaking. He asked curiously:

"What is the Star Wand?"

"Nur is Nur. Nur is Yuna's good friend. As long as there is Nur, Yuna will not get lost!"

Little Ghost waved his hands seriously and explained:

"There is also the star wand. Yuna had her own wand a long time ago, but Yuna lost it. The wand can emit stars. The bad guys hate the stars! And to defeat the darkness, you need a crown, but Yuna. No...so the two of us can only enter the world quietly and cannot be discovered, because we can't beat those bad guys..."

Talking, the little ghost once again reached out to Tyrion, her eyes full of happiness and a trace of anxiety:

"So, are you going to go back with Yuna? That voice is calling me to go back... but I'm a little scared, will you protect me?"

"Good friend...Terion?"

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