"Buzz"

In one of Grimbaatar's rooms, the door was pushed open, and a blood watcher wearing a helmet and armor walked in, holding a few portions of food in his hand, and placed them in front of the prisoners who had been temporarily imprisoned in their freedom.

"Smack"

A wooden lunch box was placed in front of her eyes, with a few pieces of roasted bacon, a stack of bread, and a glass of wine as clear as half blood, which was hearty for a prisoner, and the smell of meat reached the prisoner's nostrils as soon as it was placed on the table.

Her throat fluttered up and down a few times, but under the gaze of the Blood Watcher, she just snorted indifferently and swung her head to the other side.

The Blood Warden was not angry at the prisoner's uncooperation, she had no reason to be angry, in her opinion, the silver-haired elf in front of her, their "distant relative", was just a little girl, and it was not worth her anger.

So after a while, she left the house quietly with the breakfast that had been cold and untouched, as quiet as when she came.

"Bang"

The stone door was closed again, and the slight crash struck the prisoner's heart like a bell, and she looked a little dazed, but deep in the underground city of Grimbaatar, all the rooms were almost windowless, and the small room was pitch black, and loneliness once again enveloped her.

Wen Leisa. Windranger glanced at the steaming food, she gritted her teeth, curled up her body, leaned against the corner, her hands around her knees, like a helpless child, there wasn't even a light lit here, and Winlessa felt like she was about to collapse.

She is the Ranger of the Windranger family, and her will is not so fragile according to reason, but the problem is that the woman who threw her into this cage is her sister, who used to care for her the most and love her the most, and now, like a stranger, she imprisons her own sister, and the Ranger shuddeers at the thought of her sister's scarlet eyes.

Beneath that familiar body, the hidden soul... That may not be the sister she remembers.

"Aurelia..."

Wen Lesa whispered the name silently for I don't know how many times, and this time, as if she was summoning a magic lamp, after she pronounced the name, a beating fire lit up in the darkness, making Wen Lesa raise her head suddenly, but the person who caught her eyes was not what she wanted to see.

Nasa used an iron drill to make the charcoal fire in the house brighter, and in the light of the fire, her figure formed a distorted shadow on the ground, and with the dance of the firelight, the shadow looked like a ghost.

"Marais told me you haven't eaten for 12 hours straight."

Nassa put Iron Fiber aside, she crossed her arms, leaned against the wall, and looked at Winlessa in the corner, she didn't have her owl helmet, she looked at the Windranger without makeup, and the latter finally saw the faces of these strange and dangerous Blood Watchers, their lilac skin, their eyes that glowed faintly in the dark, and their bodies more athletic than those of the High Elves, and their longer pointed ears.

"Why? Why not eat? Are you going to protest against the mistress in this way? ”

Nasa didn't care about Winresa's probing gaze, she tilted her head and looked at Windranger, a malicious smile on the corner of her mouth:

"It's a pity that whatever you want to do, whatever you're doing, Mother Aurelia doesn't have time to care about you, she's doing more important work, more important than your childish temper, and Winresa. Windranger, I'm just here to make you understand something..."

"Buzz"

Nasa's figure disappeared in the firelight under Winlessa's gaze, and reappeared before Winlessa's eyes, she crouched on the ground, looked at the vigilant Windranger, and she whispered:

"You're not as important as you think! Chick, you'll be here as a prisoner until Tyrion or Aurelia remembers you! It can be a long time, so my advice to you is to eat well, take care of yourself, and don't let yourself suffer some indifferent harm, from yourself. ”

"She's my sister..."

Winlessa retorted, but Nassa just nodded indifferently, and she looked at Windranger with blood-red eyes:

"That's right, the Mother of Aurelia is related to you by blood, and traditionally, the Grand Lord of the Knights of the Darkblade, Tyrion. Dawnblade is still your brother-in-law, but so what? Are you going to scare me with your own "scary" background? Chick... My relationship with them is much closer than your current relationship with them! ”

"Whoosh"

A flash of knife light fluttered on Nassa's fingertips like a butterfly, and she looked at Wen Lesa with a dangerous gaze, and Wen Lesa also subconsciously curled up in this gaze.

"Let me tell you, miss, you can't find a more ruthless woman in your short life!"

"I have a special "skill" that can slice open your lovely cheek without pain, drain a third of your blood, and allow you to recover without leaving a single wound, and the fact that the Mistress has handed you over to me means that I have 100% control over you and punishment until her new orders are issued, do you know what I mean? ”

Nasa's fingers swept across the air in front of Wen Leisa's eyes, and several long silver-white hairs that had been cut off slowly fell in front of Wen Leisa's eyes, and Nasa's cold voice also came to Wen Leisa's ears:

"My last piece of advice to you, don't mess with me! Whatever I tell you to do, you just do it? Do you understand? ”

The Blood Warden moved and stood up, she looked at Winlesa condescendingly, and whispered in the tone of a warden:

"Now, little softie, go eat!"

Wen Lesa felt a trace of humiliation, she reached out her hand, touched her cheek, put her finger in front of her eyes, there was a faint trace of blood, in the case of her no feeling, Nasa really cut her cheek, although there was only a trace of inaudible wounds, but with practical actions to show Nasa's attitude, the woman in front of her, compared to her beautiful appearance, her heart can be called cold and ruthless.

Under Nassa's indifferent gaze, Winlessa stood up, walked to the table, and picked up the wooden lunch box, and the next moment, the Windranger grabbed the edge of the lunch box and slammed it into the watchman behind him, but of course it didn't hit.

"Bang"

At the moment when the lunch box smashed to the ground, Nasa's figure appeared in front of Wen Leisa's eyes, a trace of malice after being provoked flashed in her eyes, and between the shaking of her fingers with cold hand armor, a sharp emerald green dagger appeared on Nasa's fingertips.

She took a step forward, and the chill that enveloped her body made Winlessa subconsciously take a step back.

"Silver-haired kitten, it seems that you still haven't learned the deference of a prisoner... It doesn't matter, the night is still long... We can... Take it easy. ”

Wen Lesa didn't say a word, she didn't have a weapon in her hand, she could only clench her fists and look at the watchman in front of her vigilantly, and just as Nassa's mouth showed a sinister smile, a calm voice appeared in the fire light that danced behind the two.

"Enough!"

Hearing this, a trace of resentment flashed in Nassa's eyes, but soon, she regained her composure, the emerald green dagger disappeared into the palm of her hand, and she took a step back and leaned down respectfully.

"Here you are, Mistress, as you can see, I am talking to your sister..." ”

Aurelia didn't speak, she took a few steps, her body covered by a wide red curtain, like a classic dress of Madame Mavi, barely silent as she walked, she stood at the table covered with food, she looked at the smashed glass at her feet and the wine spilled everywhere, red as blood.

"Nasa... I apologize to you for my sister's immaturity, and believe me, her provocation is more childish than hostile. ”

"Of course I understand, my mistress."

Nassa raised her head and glanced at Wen Leisa, who was clenched into fists, and she whispered:

"She's very immature, not a good fighter, sparse in battle, poor-willed, reckless and reckless, doesn't like to follow the rules, has a childish affection for the world, and frankly, this child doesn't deserve the name Windranger compared to you, and I'm more curious if the lady Sylvanas, whom you've always praised, is like her... Weak? ”

"Shiva? You'll see her. ”

Aurelia let out a chuckle:

"I hope that at that time, you will be able to escape from her arrows, all right, Nassa, go and do your own thing."

With a wave of her hand, Nassa took a respectful step back and disappeared into the darkness, leaving only the Windranger sisters in the room, Winresa stepped forward to say something, but was interrupted by Aurelia's cold voice.

"Pick it up!"

"Sister!"

Wen Lesa shouted, "Is this what you want to tell me?" ”

"I'll let you pick up the food!"

Aurelia's voice grew colder and colder, Winlesa glanced at her, then looked back at the bacon at her feet, she gritted her teeth and stepped on the bacon with resentment, and the next moment, her neck was choked by the cold armor, slamming her entire body against the wall behind her.

"Bang"

The solid wall made by the dwarves was smashed into dust in this collision, Wen Lesa let out a cry of pain, feeling like her bones were about to break, and the suffocating feeling from her neck made her subconsciously struggle, she looked desperately at the pair of scarlet eyes in front of her, from those eyes she could not see a trace of emotion, only indifference, endless indifference.

"Smack, smack"

Winesa's fist slammed into Aurelia's steel-like arm, and Windranger's face turned red from the lack of oxygen, the fingers that clasped her neck tighter and tighter, and the dim world in front of her shook as she shook.

She's going to die... She's going to be killed by her own sister's own hands!

"Nope! Aurelia, no! ”

Winresa's eyes filled with tears of despair and pain, and her struggles grew weaker and weaker until she lost her mind completely, when Aurelia sighed, withdrew her fingers, and let her sister slide off the wall like a puddle of soft mud and slump at her feet.

Undying Gracesa clutched her neck, coughing violently and gulping for air, she had never been so close to death, so close that she could step through the door as soon as she took a step.

She cried, she was helpless, in this situation she didn't know what to do, she was at a loss.

The cold palm slapped on her back, helping her to regain her original breathing rhythm, and the other hand gently stroked Wenlesa's hair, and Aurelia's hoarse voice came into Wenlesa's ears:

"Who gave you the courage to provoke Nasa? My stupid sister, more people have died at her hands than anyone you have ever seen..."

"If I come a little later, that's all you'll experience, and I hope... You can learn that death is not as romantic as it is described in the knights you often watch, it is cold, painful, full of despair and resentment, and it is the most terrible torment that all life in this world can suffer..."

"No matter what you do in the future, think about it more, this world is about to change dramatically, my sister, if you have been like this and have not made any progress, how can you let me rest assured that I will put you back in the world of the living? You're going to be my and Tyrion's biggest and most terrible weakness, maybe... Maybe it's a good choice for you to join us. ”

"But I... I still can't do it. ”

Winresa jerked her head up and saw the sadness streaming from Aurelia's scarlet eyes, the emotions of a living person, the way her sister had been before she left Quel'Thalas.

The little sister howled and cried, and threw herself into her sister's embrace, which had become cold, and she hugged Aurelia to the death, crying so loudly.

"They said you're not coming back, woo, I don't believe it, you're not going to leave us, are you? You won't leave our... Woo, I miss you so much, sister, I miss you so much..."

Tyrion stood outside the cage like a sculpture, he could clearly hear Winlesa and Aurelia talking, and he remained silent as Nasa stood beside him, boringly trimming her nails with a dagger.

"Look what you scared her into."

Tyrion whispered, "She's just an ignorant child..."

"Kid?"

Nassa sneered:

"If she falls into the hands of a real enemy, do you think they'll let her go just because she's just a child? She's Aurelia's greatest weakness, Tyrion, and you've got to get rid of her! ”

"If you can't do it, I'll do it! I'm used to doing this kind of dirty work anyway."

The Great Lord of the Dark Blade, who had always been ruthless, was very silent at this moment, and he shook his head:

"Alright, Nassa, if you're as good as you, don't complain. You know, I've had enough trouble..."

"So I don't care about one more, so be it."