Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1452 85. There must be a Windrunner who becomes the Banshee King, this is destiny - Happy Holidays【23】

"I'm curious, Your Majesty, how did my brother Nathanos and his elf goddess lover's 'persuasion' work go on with you during the day I left?"

Riding on the back of the sky, the stinky pirate who was galloping all the way on the frosty and frozen dragon bone wilderness in the north opened his mouth in the cold high altitude, but was filled with the cold wind in front of him and grinned.

The gloomy cold air shot straight through the lungs and almost froze the heart. It felt so sour and refreshing.

But he still asked his question before his tongue was frozen.

"I guess they must have prepared very beautiful and touching speeches, and maybe they will collect calls and pleas from your old friends and former subordinates to you.

They might even bring up your ancestor Thoradin to convince you.

To be honest, I am a little worried. What should I do if the Lich King is moved by these words? "

Blake looked at the Lich King Lothar, who was flying in the sky on the wingless armored war horse beside him, running forward as if on the ground.

The latter wore a crown made of ice on his forehead. The cold air poured down from the crown, creating a face of ice that covered Lothar's face. It also made Lothar look colder and darker, full of a sense of energy. Cold temperament.

Of course, this decoration also effectively draws other people's attention away from Rosa's bald Mediterranean hairstyle.

After all, as the Lich King who rules over all spirits, having such an embarrassing hairstyle for a middle-aged man really makes the stylists of the Undead Scourge despair.

It seems that the search for the Helm of Dominance must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Lothar seemed to sense the bad thoughts surging in Black's heart, but the cold His Majesty the Lich King didn't care. He didn't even spend more time looking at Black's pretended respectful expression. Instead, he looked ahead and said calmly:

“Their efforts are worthy of recognition, but it’s a pity that they failed.

They talked to me a lot, and I could tell that whether it was Nathanos or Sylvanas, or the people who sent them to look for me, they all sincerely hope that I can get rid of Frostmourne. control.

They hope to save me, to pull me from a dark future back to the light.

But they obviously didn't understand my desire and my pursuit.

They also failed to understand the situation they were facing now.

In my opinion, their call was more like a "persuasion to surrender". They hoped that I would lay down my arms and face future disasters with a weak attitude.

They want me to be a coward!

It made me feel angry, cold anger. "

The Lich King paused, and in the cold air of the Ice Crown above his head, he shook his head and said:

"Ever since I held Frostmourne, this docile magic sword has been projecting that hopeless future to me. Every time my soul rests, I will be in a burning dream.

Those enemies howling from the stars, those corrupted things hiding in the darkness behind the world, those threats I had never seen before but that were always real.

The world becomes clear before my eyes, Blake.

I was fully aware of how fragile it was, how it needed protection, and that this might be my fate.

I swore an oath to protect my people, my kingdom and my civilization.

But my potential is so much more than that.

I can do more and I want to do more. This is my choice, and it has nothing to do with the prayers and calls of the world of the living.

It has nothing to do with all laughter, sorrow and tears.

It is closely related to all wars, destruction and death. "

"Well said, Your Majesty, it's almost as if you didn't say it at all."

Blake clapped his hands and praised:

“You have obviously become more melancholic after becoming the King of the Dead, and you have expressed the coldness of death and your dark determination in a more poetic and artistic way.

This beautiful wording simply made me forget that you were once a warrior, but fortunately, standing in front of you, I may be one of the few people on this earth who can understand your mood.

So you're going to keep going, right?

No matter how hard Faol and Anasterian try to save you, you're going to teach them a lesson, right? How about starting with this tiresome war I'm facing now?

Let us join forces to teach those arrogant people an unforgettable lesson, Your Majesty. "

The pirate's words made Lothar silent for a moment. The Lich King pulled up the reins and let his death horse speed through the air faster. Amidst the strong cold wind, he only left a sentence that was so cold that it seemed as if it was coming from the tomb. Ringing response:

"certainly."

"That's what I'm here for."

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While Blake and Lothar were getting closer and closer to their destination, there was another conversation going on under a strange hill in the southwest of the vast Dragonblight.

But compared to the "sympathy" between the stinky pirate and Lothar, the scene of this conversation was very bad. The atmosphere between the two parties was antagonistic, and their words were sharp, like they were arguing or complaining.

"Alleria seems to have changed. She seems to be diligent after becoming a ranger general, but in fact she has been neglecting her duties! She turns a blind eye to the various threats faced by Quel'Thalas and only knows to obey the instructions of the Sun King.

Although this made her a court favorite, it also made her no longer look like an upright Windrunner.

I know what she is doing, and I also know that all this change is because she met you before! You are asking Alleria to give up the principles you taught us.

You are asking us to do something treasonous for you! "

In the dark cedar forest filled with dead trees and dark winds in the Dragonblight, Sylvanas Windrunner, who seemed a little disappointed after failing to complete the diplomatic mission entrusted by the Sun King, was looking excitedly at a person who was about the same height as her, but with a The elf lady wearing a black mask yelled:

“And Vereesa!

Alleria's indulgence towards her turned her into a complete wild child! She no longer lives in the Tower of Windrunner but has gone to live with an unmarried human mage!

I wrote her several letters to no avail. She retorted conclusively, saying that her relationship with Luo Ning has been approved by you!

Finally, there’s Lilas.”

Shiva was panting violently. It could be seen that the second Windrunner sister who was usually as iceberg-like was really excited now. She couldn't help but reach out and grab the wrist of the indifferent elf in front of her and shouted:

"Don't you care about him? He has done something obscene and shameful! He made a lifelong private contract with a magic-addicted elf from Suramar without the permission of the three eldest sisters in the family!

Not only that, he also hooked up with his sister in a shameful way!

What is this for?

Such behavior has never happened in the nearly ten thousand years of Windrunner family history. It is simply a shame to the family.

After you left, all hell broke loose.

It was as if everything changed overnight.

My sisters and brothers became strangers to me, and I was at a loss for what to do. "

Faced with Shiva's loss of control, the indifferent elf who was holding her wrist kept looking at her with a calm look. It wasn't until Shiva's voice dropped that she spoke quietly:

"Nice to meet you too, my daughter."

Perhaps it was because of too much contact with Black that General Windrunner also got that damn sense of humor.

Shiva's long series of questions and her one-sentence response were in sharp contrast, making Nathanos Maris, who was watching the mother-daughter quarrel and taking charge of the guard, almost laugh out loud.

Her mother's calm response seemed to make Shiva feel that he was losing his composure.

She lowered her head and fell silent.

General Lilesa shook her head, reached out and took off the black mask on her face, revealing her face that was almost the same as when she was alive.

Except for the weird "smoky makeup" on her face, General Lilesa is exactly like the mother Shiva remembers.

"Of all my children, you will always be the strongest, my Shiva."

General Lilesa hung the black mask representing the identity of the undead and the hunter around her waist, and reached out to hold the hunting master's halberd in her hand. She looked up at the overcast and cold sky above her head, and could vaguely see a few of them in the falling snow. Snowy owls rise and fall.

After a few seconds of silence, Windrunner's mother spoke in the hollow voice unique to the undead:

"Your strength has made you constantly challenge your limits since you were a child, making you unwilling to lose to your elder sister and your younger sister in anything.

You always hold yourself to the highest standards and never give yourself excuses or reasons to give in.

You are undoubtedly outstanding, you are my pride, I was proud of you, but it was not until I experienced death that I realized that it was not in your nature to be strong, my daughter.

Underneath your tough exterior, you are actually a very sensitive person.

You need to show excellence to win more praise for you. You care about your impression in the eyes of others. You are far less free than your sisters.

Maybe there is something wrong with my education method.

I gave most of my energy to my eldest daughter Alleria, and most of my love to my youngest daughter Vereesa and youngest son Lilas.

I obviously didn't care enough for you, but you never complained, never asked for more.

I'm sorry, my daughter. "

Mother Windrunner looked back at Sylvanas and said softly:

"When I left you, I didn't have time to say goodbye to you, and when I started this dark life again, I didn't express my concern and feelings for you in time.

I know that my departure caught you off guard.

I also know that all the changes caused by me are difficult for you to adapt to and make you exhausted mentally and physically.

I can better understand that you chose to leave your hometown in self-exile and come to the continent of Northrend not only to avoid the tasks I gave you, but also to seek inner peace amidst the constant changes."

Having said this, Windrunner's mother turned her head and glanced at Nathanos Maris, who was standing next to him. Before Maris noticed this look, General Lyresa turned his gaze back to his daughter.

She asked:

"Have you found the peace you were looking for? My daughter."

"I"

Faced with Windrunner's mother's "revelation of true feelings" offensive, Sylvanas, who was full of anger and grievance just now, was obviously caught off guard and responded in a hurry.

Especially when faced with the meaningful inquiry from her mother, the second sister Windrunner moved her body uncomfortably. After several seconds of silence, she nodded inaudibly.

Say in a whisper:

“I realized that it was not a place, a tower, or a place to call home. I realized that the peace I was looking for was not a stay in a certain place at a certain time.

What matters is who you are with.

During this period of time in Zul'Drak, according to the records in the ancestor's handwriting, I completely integrated into the power of the wilderness, and I truly found my inner will and spiritual desire.

I got to know myself more clearly, and also gained a deeper understanding of the world. "

Sylvanas raised her head.

She wiped her reddish eyes and said to General Lilesa who looked at her with satisfaction:

"I will no longer run away from my responsibilities, Mother. I will return to Quel'Thalas, and I will continue to fight for my people and my country."

"well"

General Lilesa raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her daughter's eyes. She touched her cold forehead with Shiva's forehead, feeling her daughter's temperature. She whispered:

“You are a formidable enemy that can be overcome with tears and smiles, my Shiva.

You have to continue walking your path until you are truly strong. I am very happy to see that you are no longer alone, and that you finally have a life of your own outside of your sisters and brothers.

I'm also glad that you two dared to challenge the Lich King head-on and were not killed.

To be honest, when my disciples passed your news to me, I was already ready to welcome you into the ranks of undead hunters. "

Windrunner's mother made a joke that was not funny. She patted Shiva on the shoulder and said:

"Listen to my mother's advice and go back to the Eastern Continent. Never come to Northrend again. This ice continent will be ruled by Emperor Lothar. It will be called the lost kingdom of the undead and will be a forbidden area for all life.

Go back and tell those who sent you on this adventure

Anduin Lothar does not need to return to that bright home. He is already in his own home. Let them not continue to try or increase casualties.

Than call back to Lothar.

They obviously have more important things to do. "

"That's well said. He is indeed my chief retainer. His understanding of the general trend of the world is really astonishingly clear."

After Windrunner's mother finished her warning to her daughter, Black's damn annoying voice also sounded in the withered and cold forest. He walked out of the shadow of General Lyresa and glanced at the cold-faced Xi. Alvanas, he said:

"Even the dead can see these truths, but the living people who think they are smart and whose brains have not yet rotted can't understand them. It really makes people doubt what is in their minds."

Without waiting for Shiva to respond to the sarcasm, Blake took out a black ribbon and a large ice military emblem from his hand like a treasure. He personally wore these two ornaments for Windrunner's mother in the battle like a medal. On armor.

He whistled, looked at the majestic General Lilesa, and said:

"Your recent workload is a little too little, which is not enough for you to realize your potential, so I found you a 'part-time job' with His Majesty Lothar.

From now on, my chief retainer, you are the military intelligence commander of the Undead Scourge and the death hunt lord.

Clean it up quickly, lady lord.

His Majesty the Lich King is coming soon. "

Blake winked at Windrunner's mother and whispered:

"It is said that your generous Majesty will give you new power. The Windrunner family must have a 'Banshee King', my mentor. This is the fate of the Windrunners.

If it weren't for you, it would be the weak ranger in front of you who can be dismissed with smiles and tears. "