Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"After you become king, you must appease them. With Lord Goldrinn's leadership, the werewolves will no longer be controlled by uncontrollable anger, and they will slowly return to calm.

As well as the surviving humans in the kingdom, you have to work hard to reconcile the conflicts between the two sides and strive to achieve a peaceful coexistence between werewolves and humans.

I know it's hard, but you have to do it.

Whether they are werewolves or humans, they are all your people, my Mia. Don't make the same mistakes I made again. Treating them differently will only continue to divide Gilneas. "

While Malfurion was taking Thessaly Black Crow to arrange the ritual of feral appeasement, Genn was seizing the last moment to say goodbye to his wife.

This burly gray-furred werewolf grabbed his wife's hand. In front of him now, Queen Mia was just like a petite doll.

He looked at his wife with his pair of beast eyes. The monster's eyes were full of tenderness. He put Mia's trembling hand on the narrow wolf's mouth and kissed her softly, saying softly:

"But if there is really no way to reconcile the conflict between werewolves and humans, separate the two sides and designate a gathering area for humans, or let the werewolves live in the forest."

"Will not!"

Queen Mia held Jean's furry paws in her hands, and she gritted her teeth and said:

"The situation you mentioned will not happen. I believe you can return to the Genn Greymane that fascinated me. I believe that our people will also be able to find their humanity.

In this country, no one will describe you as monsters, and I will not banish you.

Gene!

Just listen to me! "

The sturdy Gilnean woman stretched out her hand to grab Genn's ears, but the gray-furred werewolf was too tall. Under Mia's glare, Genn leaned over helplessly and let his wife hold his wolf. Ear.

Queen Mia grabbed Jean's ears and ordered him:

"Your son and your daughter are still waiting for you to come home! I am also still waiting for you to come back and live with us! It is your business to seek death and I have no control over it, but I order you to come back alive!

Not only do I command you as my wife, I also command you as your queen, Genn Greymane, you either come out of that ritual with your humanity, or I personally tame the beast that truly becomes a beast. you.

But I'm not ready to be a widow yet. "

The queen took a step forward, and under the gaze of all the werewolves, she held Jean's werewolf face and kissed him gently on his beast-like mouth.

She pressed her head against Jean's furry head and closed her eyes as she said:

"I will pray to all the great beings I know, whether they are gods or devils, and I will pray to them that you can come back safely. I don't want to lose you again.

I know I've threatened you like this before, but I'm going to say it again.

If you dare to die in that ritual.

I'll get drunk and go to that pirate's island. I'll sink into the mire. Will you let me do that? If you don't want to see me like that.

Just come back alive and honest!

Did you hear that? "

"Um."

The gray-haired werewolf felt the feelings of the woman in front of him towards him, which made his beastly heart feel warm and satisfied.

And this truly hot scene of "Beauty and the Beast" caused the onlookers around to make strange screams and whistles.

Black, the stinky pirate, was hiding among the werewolves, blowing pirate whistles and cheering.

It was obvious that he really enjoyed this lively scene.

Outside the crowd watching the King and Queen say goodbye, Hisari Black Crow, who was preparing for the wild appeasement ceremony, put several ceremonial rune stones into the ground and adjusted their positions.

She looked at Archdruid Malfurion who was collecting the fragments of the Luna Scythe in front of her, and suddenly asked:

"Sir Malfurion, if you had the method to turn werewolves back into humans from the beginning, why did you have to wait until now to come forward?

According to your style of conduct, when facing this kind of tragedy, you should step forward as soon as Jean gets the Scythe of Luna. Watching a disaster happen and watching innocent people suffer under the werewolf curse doesn't seem like something you can do."

"What exactly do you want to ask? Archdruid of Black Crow."

Malfurion Stormrage did not look back, but asked softly:

"Are you making some malicious insinuations? Do you think I delayed it on purpose just to play a 'savior' role among the Gilnean worgen?

Do I feel like I'm playing with the hopes and despair of these poor people? "

"No! That's not what I meant. Please don't misunderstand me."

Black Crow hurriedly waved his hands and explained:

"I'm just saying that your appearance tonight always felt a little... deliberate.

I mean, if a druid like you really wants to arrive in Gilneas on time to participate in everything tonight, with your natural attainments and flying speed, there is absolutely no way you will be late. "

Having said this, Miss Black Crow pursed her lips. She walked to Malfurion and whispered:

“This was arranged!

Everything tonight has been arranged. I am too familiar with this method of 'preparing fate'! You don't have to tell me yes or no, but I'm guessing it's all Blake's work?

Were you also threatened by him? "

"Threat. No."

The Archdruid shrugged and inserted the branch of Garnier, the Mother Tree in his hand into the ground. He turned back to check the details of the ceremony and said to the black crow:

"I'm just here to repay a favor, that's all.

Think no more, Archdruid of the Black Crow. It is the best choice for them to complete the final guidance of the Gilnean worgen at this moment. "

Malfurion touched his beard decorated with flowers. He looked at Jean walking towards him and whispered:

"If you don't experience the torture of darkness, you won't have expectations for the light, and you won't know how to cherish it if you don't lose it. What the Gilnean werewolves need is not a savior. They have to rely on themselves to get out of this quagmire.

All we can give them is a key to the future.

It was a key that was given to me in the past, and that I wanted to hand over to Genn Greymane in the present.

It wasn't Black who ruined the country.

On the contrary, he only detonated the destined disaster in advance and replaced the long-term torture with short-term pain. Just as he had changed the world, he would continue to change it. "

"It's indeed him!"

Black Crow curled his lips and whispered:

"I knew it."

Archdruid Malfurion smiled, opened his arms, and said to Jean, who was moving his body in front of him:

"The birth of the Moon God Scythe represents a possibility of reconciliation between the Wolf God and the Moon God in the elves' legends. That weapon that never belonged to mortals contains a truth that only smart people can understand:

All creatures, including you and me, possess both the qualities of peace and cruelty in our souls, and the werewolf curse is the truest manifestation of this truth.

Without humanity, we will become monsters and we will lose a lot.

Without animality, we would be weak and we would lose everything.

No one can eliminate the dispute between human nature and animal nature by their own efforts, not even I can do this.

Your Majesty Genn, the biggest mistake between you and Lyral Flamefang is that you always want to choose one from among them and abandon the other.

Flame Fang chose to embrace animality, while you have been pursuing humanity.

But there is only one way to escape for werewolves in this world.

You need to find a balance between the two. Fortunately, now that the Wolf God and the Moon God have reconciled, the wild nature and pure moonlight can guide you into the battlefield of the soul.

bring it on.

His Majesty Genn Greymane.

In the blessing of moonlight, tame the wolf in you. "

Malfurion paused, and he guided Genn into the arranged ceremony. As the wolf god Goldrinn stood up at this moment, the moonlight also shrouded the sky.

In the infusion and blending of the two powers, the archdruid asked Jean to drink a bottle of mysterious herbal medicine prepared in advance, and then began to guide the spellcasting.

In the dead silence of the crowd at the back, Blake held Maiev's hand and bowed to Queen Mia, who clasped her hands and closed her eyes in prayer. It seemed she didn't dare to see the results of the ceremony, as well as the uncrowned ones gathered around him. The voice explained the principle of Malfurion's ritual:

"There was a great man's conflict between Goldrinn and Luna, a struggle between the wild and the tranquil.

If you are guys with high enough literary literacy, it will not be difficult for you to think that it is also the conflict between animal nature and human nature that exists in every soul.

In the past tense, I wanted to use the words of the prophet to make the stubborn Jean understand this truth.

But I realized that Gene was a warrior and a king.

This makes him even more stupid.

It was almost impossible for him to understand the secret of werewolf power. Fortunately, he finally stumbled to this step.

The werewolves of Gilneas would never have imagined that the nightmoon grass that can be seen everywhere on this land, combined with some druid materials, can be brewed into a potion that can suppress animal nature.

Coupled with the protection of the Moon God and the guidance of Goldrinn, the werewolves can enter the illusion of souls that are constantly fighting.

As long as they can take the initiative in their own war, they can easily control both the werewolf and human forms. I have already said that the werewolf form is not a curse.

It is a blessing of natural force to weak human beings.

This is a gift I carefully selected for the people of Gilneas.

It's a pity that idiots don't know how to cherish good things when they get them. "

The moonlight in front of him shone brightly, covering Genn with his arms outstretched, and Goldrinn also let out a low roar at this time, bestowing his blessing on Genn.

Blake and his group were standing in the dark night next to the moonlight. The more the light in front of them danced, the darker the place where they were seemed to look.

In the silence of waiting, the smelly pirate coughed a few times and said in a long voice like the announcer before the show started:

"Tonight, Genn Greymane will face his own trial. He will achieve his strongest desire, or fall into an eternal nightmare that is more terrifying than a curse, with no possibility of salvation.

If he is not smart enough, he will die.

If he is not determined enough, he will die.

If he is not sensible enough, he will die.

At present, it seems that it will be difficult for him to survive what comes next, but you don't have to worry, the kind-hearted Mr. Black Shaw can always relieve others from worries.

If Genn dies, I will help bury his ashes in the royal cemetery of Gilneas. I will tell others about him. I will let them praise him and let them sing his praises.

I will also take care of Queen Mia and his children for him, and perhaps help Her Majesty find a perfect lover, and then help poor Gilneas return to the good old days.

After all, the grievances between us have been wiped out.

But I hope His Majesty Jean will behave decently and go back to complete this matter by himself.

After all, I didn't want to have to deal with a sobbing queen and two stupid kids crying for me to give my father back. "

"Shut up!"

Gene's angry, painful and suppressed voice sounded from the undulating moonlight. Even though he was prepared for everything, he was still easily provoked when faced with the foul pirate's verbal abuse.

whispering sound.

Blake brushed it off, not even bothering to mock old Gene, who was now fighting his own animal nature in his mind.

All I can say is that he is indeed a warrior.

Jean's painful roar came from the moonlight-shielded ceremony, as if he was undergoing terrible torture. Queen Mia really couldn't bear the torture. She wanted to rush forward, but was pulled back by Blake and Maiev. Hold your wrist.

It wasn't until several minutes later that the night above dissipated and the first ray of sunlight appeared in the east, and the bright moonlight dispersed little by little.

In the smoke that danced like high temperature, a figure that made Queen Mia cover her mouth and eyes full of surprise stood up tiredly.

Jean!

The real old Jean, the gray-haired human king, was naked and panting heavily. He no longer had any mane or wolf features on his body, but the scars on his muscular body represented his life in the past period of time. not good.

Gene used his gray eyes to look at the hands that had returned to their human posture in front of him, and surprise and satisfaction burst out in his eyes.

The werewolves around witnessed all this and they almost went crazy!

They are going crazy with joy!

They saw with their own eyes that Jean recovered from a werewolf to a human form. This was no longer a trick of the dark evil spirits. Jean did it on his own!

This means that the curse on them finally has the possibility of being alleviated and cured.

At this moment, the werewolves looked up to the sky and roared. They expressed their most sincere gratitude to the moonlight for its mercy and Lord Goldrinn's blessing.

Jean didn't want to pay attention to this. He ran out naked, hugged the queen in his arms, and spun around in circles a few times. The miserable couple hugged each other again.

"Hey, hold it in these days and don't do anything shameful."

The pirate covered his eyes so as not to look at the naked Jean, and warned in a long voice:

"Before you fully master the form transformation, any stimulation will turn you into a werewolf again. The queen may not care, but as far as I know, the physiological structures of werewolves and humans are different, so.

Just be patient, okay?

Also, I know you're excited, but please put some clothes on please!

You naked exhibitionist! "