"Unfortunately, we couldn't get him out."

"He died like a warrior, and his sacrifice inspires us."

"I'll erect a statue of him in Stormwind to commemorate him..."

"This is the last thing the agents found on the battlefield, and I think you're the only one who has the right to keep it."

"Mourn, Stormwind still needs us to come together."

"A great man is gone, and we will..."

"Get out! Get out! ”

The noisy dream was awakened by a piercing scream, and Countess Caterina sat up from her bed panting, her face a little pale, no longer the arrogant and domineering appearance of the black dragon princess, nor the radiant appearance of a few days ago.

She sat alone on the bed, letting the rich quilt slip from her smooth skin, and the maid Maria, who heard the noise, rushed into the house with a swift sound, and the next moment was hit on the head by a pillow.

"Get out! Don't come in! Don't bother me! ”

Caterina screamed like a madman, and at this moment she did not see any of the dignity that a descendant of the Presto family should have, but instead was furious like a beast, and those eyes even turned into yellow snake eyes in anger.

The black dragon maid was frightened, she hurried out of the room, and then she heard sobs coming from the bedroom, and a moment later, the chief maid Parina walked to the door with a cup of hot tea, but was stopped by Maria.

"The hostess doesn't want anyone to disturb her!"

The Black Dragon Maid looked at the human in front of her with a wary gaze that the Chief Maid Parina was familiar with, and she had seen it more than once in her years of service to the royal family, a look that was wary of the other people's favor from their master.

The young black dragon in front of her tried to look mature, but Lady Parina knew very well that she was just a child, just like Caterina, just a child who had just grown up.

"Get out of the way! Mary, the Count, now needs not calm, but comfort. ”

Although the head maid is just an ordinary human being, the aura around her is very powerful, and in that moment, even the black dragon maid felt depressed, but soon, she bared her teeth at Ms. Parina, but the head maid was not afraid, on the contrary, a peaceful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Caterina needs comfort, and you, can't give her, so... Get out of the way, little girl, I won't say a second time! ”

The black dragon maid wanted to stop this nasty human woman, but she had to admit that what Palina said had a point, so after a while, she got out of the way with some frustration, and the head maid looked at her and said approvingly:

"Good boy, so good."

After saying that, she pushed open the door and walked into the dark bedroom, and when she looked up, she saw the countess sitting on the bed, covering her face and sobbing silently, the well-informed maid sighed, she already knew the secret of Caterina's bloodline, but she did not resign from the position of head maid of the Presto family because of this, on the contrary, she treated Caterina more gently.

She put aside the teacup in her hand, strolled to the bedside, gently stretched out her hand, and embraced the silently weeping Caterina, she stroked the countess's hair, and whispered:

"Still sad for him?"

"Nope!"

The black dragon princess curled up in Parina's arms, and she stubbornly denied: "I won't be sad about the death of a stupid human, no! It's not because he... No. ”

"But it was you that the Duke of Berval missed before he died."

The head maid reached out and picked up the box that had been set aside, took out the bloodstained ring, and placed it in the palm of Caterina's hand, and she whispered:

"I know that you are arrogant, and I know that you do not really like the Duke of Berval, that your grief and pain come from a responsibility that you have never shouldered, and everyone who comes to mourn tells you that you are important to him, and that this heavy pressure overwhelms you, my poor master."

Parina stroked Caterina's long hair, her voice more gentle:

"I don't know how you've lived in the past, maybe never so closely involved in human society and civilization, but that's the first lesson you learned, you enjoy the feeling of being pursued by the Duke of Berval, you tease his feelings, you find it fun, but after he's gone, the pleasure becomes a terrible pressure, overwhelming you."

"Palina, I feel like there's something stuck in my heart."

Caterina whispered:

"I've never felt this kind of emotion before, it's very uncomfortable... I can dream of those, and I hate those. ”

"This feeling is called guilt, my master."

Parina reached out and took the hot tea, put it in the countess's hand, and said to her:

"The departure of every important person in your life will make you feel guilty, release your anger when you should be gentle with him, and play a little temper when you should be with him, but one day, when you realize that you will never see him again, you will feel guilty because of it, you could have treated him better and kept the time of the two of you, but you didn't."

"Don't let this guilt consume you, mistress."

Caterina held up the teacup in her hand in a daze, and when it came to age, she was more than ten times longer than this human woman, but as Parina said, she had never paid attention to these emotions from a human perspective, and now, at the moment when she had to live in the human kingdom as a human, these emotions pressed against her like a landslide.

She may not like Bolval, and the former skin-to-skin relationship may have been just a means of entrapment, but at this moment, her heart is full of guilt, especially when she sees the ring... The ring that had been given to her by Berval, but had been thrown back by her.

Stained with blood, it reminds people of the Duke fighting on the battlefield with this ring, but still worrying about her in a distant land.

This heavy, irretrievable feeling made her feel an unbearable heaviness.

How can I temper this guilt? Parina, it's driving me crazy. ”

Caterina said with difficulty: "How can I apologize to someone who has died?" ”

The head maid took up the comb and tidied up the messy hair for the hostess, and she said gently:

"I've heard that Duke Berval has a daughter in foster care in Kul Tiras, and maybe it's time to bring her back to Stormwind, and if you raise her yourself, you can make your guilt about the Duke dissipate... Believe me, hostess, love, dilute the guilt with love, is the best way. ”

"No, you can't bring her to Stormwind."

The countess shook her head, she turned her head to look at the dark window, the night outside the window could not stop the gaze of the black dragon princess, she could clearly see the breathless undead outside the city, she said softly:

"This city, there is no hope..."

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In the dark night of the siege of the undead, the whole city was filled with a sense of panic, but the fleet of Kul Tiras, which arrived at the docks this afternoon, brought nearly 10,000 troops, and these soldiers from various countries, under the orders of the emperor, took over the defenses of Stormwind City, which was already empty to the extreme.

The soldiers who had fled from the battlefield of the East Valley two days earlier had been rearmed, and it was an unspeakable shame that the Duke of the Kingdom had died on the spot, and the wounded Marshal Windsor had volunteered to take these soldiers to the main gate of Stormwind, and he had sworn to live and die with the gates.

Civilians from Northshire and Shining Gold and the citizens of Stormwind were packing up their salutes in the night, while the road to the docks was guarded by guards, Kul Tiras's fleet was tasked with transporting civilians, and Stormwind's merchant ships were called up to send civilians to Kazmodan or Southsea as quickly as possible.

With Lothar's orders reaching each kingdom, more and more ships have been heading towards Stormwind in the past few days, and the exile scene that had been chosen in the face of the orc threat a few years ago has once again appeared in Stormwind, and at this moment, the situation is even more critical.

At this time, the vast majority of civilians in the old town of Stormwind have been completely emptied, and the royal guards, under the guidance of MI7 agents, surrounded the "Pig and Whistle" inn in the dark, where the undead are hidden, this has been confirmed by Master Shore, and tonight, with the undead besieging Stormwind City, they must cut off the hidden danger here.

But unexpectedly, Shore walked back through the dim alley, but never encountered the strange ghost again, and there were few obstacles along the way, and hundreds of royal guards soon surrounded the inn, and they found the shivering boss and squire in the kitchen, these poor fellows had been imprisoned here for three whole days.

With the help of the tavernkeeper, heavily armed soldiers quickly surrounded the third floor of the inn.

Stormwind Defense General Jonathan, who has been driven back from the Wild West. Marcus and MI7 leader Shore looked at each other, and finally the general kicked open the door to the largest room on the third floor, and the heavily armed soldiers poured out, drew their weapons, and surrounded the strange guy sitting in the center of the house with his back to the door in the glow of a lit dim fire.

"It doesn't matter who you are! Dregs in the service of the undead! By order of the king, you have been arrested! ”

Jonathan. General Marcus was a brave paladin, and the death of Duke Bolval filled his heart with anger, and he stepped forward with a war hammer in his hand, and reached out to press the shoulder of the silent fellow, and at this moment, a cold frost spread from this fellow's body, and quickly extended to General Jonathan's arm.

"Ahh

The general roared in pain, he took a few steps back, and the soldiers behind him hurriedly caught his general, seeing the heavy frost spread upwards rapidly, and the flesh and blood wrapped in frost had turned into lifeless dry bones, the soldiers around him gritted their teeth, waved their battle axes, and cut off the general's left arm, which saved the general's life.

This strange scene made all the soldiers clench their weapons, Shore hid in the dark, he quietly approached the figure, this guy was very dangerous, so Shore didn't plan to waste any more time, his dagger stabbed the quiet guy left and right, the sharp dagger pierced the guy's skin, but made a strange steel sound.

It's like... It's like stabbing on a steel plate.

"Hmm"

Nefarion, who was dormant in the undead, was awakened by the blow, and the Frost Dragon opened his eyes and looked at the vigilant soldiers around him, a strange flash of pleasure on his thin face.

"So... It's time, right? ”

"Whew!"

The muffled roar of the dragon tore through the city's night.

In the next second, under the stunned gaze of all the soldiers and master assassins, a frost dragon more than 50 meters long appeared in the inn in the old city, its huge body easily shattered the building, and its heavy body directly crushed the floor under its feet.

Nefarion's new body was thinner than the flesh and blood of the past, after all, the blood of the whole body had been drawn, but now the veins were no longer weak liquids, but substantial destructive energy, the cold ice and snow covered its hideous appearance, the dragon's head full of violent beauty, and each dragon's horn was covered with ice edges.

Its every breath was so deadly, just in the moment it appeared, a quarter of the buildings in the old city were covered with snow-white ice flowers.

Amid the flying bricks and ice flowers, Shore covered his face in pain, he finally knew why this undead spy hidden in Stormwind didn't need more to hide... This isn't a spy at all, it was planned in advance by the undead to destroy Stormwind from within... Weapons.

This dragon's groan may be the countdown to the annihilation of the glorious Stormwind City, the last dance of the people who do not know the truth and cannot choose, and at the end of the song, they will meet the challenges of death and despair alone.

Good luck to them.