The war in the Aranka Peak Forest is over.

At dawn, the fallen ravens who narrowly escaped strangulation rushed into the dark forest, but the order they had recreated had been completely shattered, and what awaited them was the undead who would never tire of it.

The tens of thousands of fallen ravens entrenched in Ankaraz's nest were nearly wiped out, and after this battle, the Dark Warlock Regiment under the command of Tyrion finally had enough recruits to replenish, and the Screamer Legion also showed their strong fighting power in this night raid, and they are worth relying on.

In the Oakington Necropolis, every minute a "pure" high-ranking Raven is resurrected and joins the Screamer Legion, who will be stationed in the Aranka Forest to rebuild the destroyed Babel Peak, as promised by Tyrion to Queen Reich.

Ariel found Rahi in a completely ruined forest, the Talon Queen was unconscious, and her body was wrapped in howling storms and thick shadows, and after being carried back to Oakington by Irel for 3 hours, she woke up, her severed left arm had been reshaped under the treatment of the blood mage Severn, but Queen Rahi's mood was not quite right.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to find Tyrion.

She demanded that Tyrion deliver on her promise.

"Of course, I'm willing to put all the Raven eggs we find in your hands, it's your authority as the Queen of Talon."

Tyrion wasn't angry at Reihy's blunt tone, in fact, the moment Reich appeared in front of him, he discovered the problem in the Talon Queen's soul.

He looked at the silent Queen of Talon sitting in front of him, and Tyrion whispered:

"Do you need our help with the extra things in your soul? It looks like a powerful soul body that has erased all consciousness from itself, on your own... It's hard for you to "digest" it completely. ”

"That's my father, Tyrok, the King of Claws."

Reich's gaze was glazed, and she said dryly:

"He didn't apologize to me, he didn't comfort me, he just stuffed it into me... Such a father is really incompetent. ”

The Queen of Talon looked at Tyrion, and there was no joy or sorrow in her eyes:

"Can you imagine? Mr. Tyrion, we haven't seen each other in 600 years, I died because of him, and in the brief reunion he didn't even say sorry to me, didn't even hug me... If you were me, would you be able to accept it all? ”

Faced with this question, Tyrion was silent for a moment, he crossed his fingers on the table, and looked at the Talon Queen in front of him with a gaze that could be called "gentle", his new subordinate, he organized the language, and said:

"Like you, Reich, I've lost loved ones, I've seen her die before my eyes, taken away by death, but I can't save her, I can't save her in my way, do you know why?"

Rahi shook her head, and Tyrion looked at the Talon Queen, and he accentuated his tone:

"Because she doesn't need to! My adoptive mother doesn't need my kind of salvation, and in her heart, passing away peacefully like other elves is the true destination of soul and life, and I say this to you because you and I have made the same mistake! ”

"As far as I know, in the decades of his later years, His Majesty Tyrok has driven it crazy because of the impotence that he witnessed your death, and he even began to raise a butcher's knife against his own people... It's painful enough, Reich, and the reason why it doesn't apologize to you, doesn't comfort you, isn't because it doesn't love you, doesn't value you, because it can't... Why does it self-erase all consciousness? ”

Tyrion's gaze deepened:

"It's afraid that its madness will hurt you... Like all parents, it leaves the most precious things to you, but it is afraid of hurting you, and it doesn't even dare to say a word to you... O Reich, you have a good father, who deserves your respect, your nostalgia, and as for your death... That's not its fault, and you've got your own revenge, haven't you? ”

"Oh? Is that so? ”

Reich closed her eyes and responded dryly, but judging by her clenched paws, she probably wasn't in a calm mood.

"Okay, you need some solitude."

Tyrion rubbed his eyes, and he whispered:

"His Majesty Terok has left you a vast legacy, and if you can fully digest its power, you will become one of the most powerful beings in this world, but I estimate that it will take a long time... Next, the Knights of the Dark Blade will all evacuate the Alanka Peak Forest, and I will also return those captured Tibetan scrollers to you, and how to rebuild the civilization of Tongtian Peak and the Raven People is your business and your responsibility. ”

"Queen Reich, I only hope you can remember your agreement..."

Tyrion stood up and straightened his black hunting suit, he walked over to the Talon Queen and patted her on the shoulder:

"I'm going to Shattrath City, and it's time for you to go back and rule your new kingdom."

"I won't forget my promise."

Reich whispered, "The Legion of the Screamers will be of your use, and once the Raven civilization is revived, I will also bring the dead Ravens to join the Knights of the Darkblade... With this cursed life and soul, fight for you forever! ”

"Good!"

Tyrion nodded, and he pushed open the door and stepped out, his voice reaching Reich's ears as the figure vanished:

"Then the Queen of Talon, in the Council of Lords of Death, will always have a place for you."

In the intact room on the upper floor of Oakington, Reich stood up, she walked to the window obscured by the heavy curtains, and looked at the ruins in front of her, she reached out her hand, and her fingers like bird's claws touched the escaping sunlight, a slight tingling that made Reich frown.

King Terok's last blessing rang out in her heart at this moment:

"To the sun... Let's fly..."

"Huh"

The next moment, the Queen of Talon opened the heavy curtain in front of her, allowing the sun to shine on her completely, the collision of death energy and sunlight caused scorching ashes burst out of her body, and the next moment it was blown away by the light wind, in the midst of this painful sunlight, the Queen of Talon reached out and took a quaint and dull golden bracelet from her wrist.

It was a gift that King Tyrok made for her father 600 years ago when he returned from his victory over the Tiger Man.

The golden wrist was grasped in the palm of the claw queen's hand, she closed her eyes, and re-experienced the sun after 600 years, that scorched, flame-like light, in that light, Queen Reshi put the golden bracelet on her wrist, and the next moment, her wings spread behind her back, like...

Embrace the sun thoroughly.

A golden light danced in her dark crown, like a new beginning of a bygone civilization.

"Father... I will rebuild the glorious civilization of my ancestors, I will rebuild the world of the Raven people, and..."

The soul belonging to King Tyrok appeared before Queen Reihy's eyes, and the soul that had been erased from self-consciousness stood in place, allowing Reich to stretch out her hand and surround the weightless, untouchable soul, and she buried her head in her father's chest as she had done in the past, and she whispered:

"I... Forgive you, Father, I miss you so much..."

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"Wow, wow"

The huge raven flapped its wings and flew in the sky, its body length was nearly 7 meters, its wings spread out for a full 10 meters, each feather on its body was about the same length as an elf arrow, and it was extremely hard, when necessary, these ravens would use the feathers of their wings as weapons to attack the enemy, its tail was a thick and beautiful gray feather, spread out in the air, very beautiful.

Above the raven's head were a comfortable saddle and jewel-encrusted bridles, and on its forehead were golden ornaments made by the ravens, like a crown, and above its beak, which was harder than steel, was a pair of dark red eyes, representing its necromantic identity.

The shadows of this behemoth skimming the ground looked terrifying, the ravens who lived in the highest part of the Aranka Peak Forest had always been known for their great strength and tyranny in the world of Draenor, and even the ravens were not very willing to provoke these behemoths, but they were once the children of Ansu's protection, and they only obeyed the will of the raven god.

After Tyrion and Ansu reached some agreement, the graveyard of the giant raven was opened for the Knights of the Darkblade, and the resurrected raven was given a new name: the Death Raven.

"I prefer this beautiful raven to the bones-only death knell, it has the strength and speed, and it can use sonic magic, and even after a flock, it can easily compete with dragons."

Tyrion sat down in the saddle and reached out and patted the head of the Death Raven, he was pleased with the new member of the Knights of the Darkblade, and beside him, Irel played with a feather that had fallen off with some regret, and she whispered:

"It's a pity that the number of Grim Reaper ravens is too small, and Ansu won't allow us to kill those living ravens to transform, there are only more than 30 useful bones in the raven graveyard, and the others are weathered because of the long time... These big guys have a long lifespan, and it's hard for them to die naturally. ”

"Don't ask for too much of anything, Iriel."

Tyrion shook his head, he was not worried about this question, he looked at the city of Shattrath getting closer and closer in the distance, and he whispered:

"Ansu is going to leave this world eventually, and by that time, the Grim Reaper Raven who is still alive may not live so long... Moreover, these beasts occupy some of the best peaks in the Alanca Peak Forest, and our Queen Reshi will probably not let the beasts occupy the best resources if she wants to rebuild the Raven civilization... You see, the things you regret are not a problem at all, time is on our side. ”

As he spoke, Tyrion's brow furrowed, and he looked back at Iriel, the Draenei Death Knight's head was down, and he had been playing with the feathers in his hand, not at all as lively as usual.

"You're worried, aren't you?"

Tyrion asked, "Does meeting with Viren make you nervous?" ”

"I'm not, I don't..."

Irel looked up like a child who had been told to break her heart, and looked up sharply, but when she saw Tyrion's calm eyes, she hesitated for a moment, and said with some wistfulness:

"Well, I do have some nervousness... Although I always say that I hate the cowardice of Viren, and hate him for abandoning us and fleeing alone, throwing the people to die in the Dark Temple, but... To be honest, I also knew that in the face of that situation, Viren had no good way to save us. ”

"I grew up listening to the stories of the prophets."

A hint of confusion flashed in Iriel's dark red eyes:

"Everyone was talking about how great and merciful the Prophet was, and I thought so that on the day I became the Chosen of Light, the village of Ampoli held a great ceremony for me, and I thought that I would eventually become a great priest like the Prophet, but on the day of the fall of the Temple of Carabo..."

"I saw the fragile side of Viren, he wasn't as great as the legend suggests, he was just a mortal who lived longer, he also felt powerlessness and pain..."

"Mr. Tyrion, I actually want to forgive him, I know it's not his fault."

Irel lowered his head and clenched his fists:

"But if I forgive him, then in those 10 years of struggle, all the pain and suffering I have suffered, and the belief I have held on to now, is not meaningless? Then I will become meaningless now..."

"Huh"

Tyrion placed his hand on top of Iriel's head, he rubbed Iriel's neatly groomed hair, he looked at the girl in front of him, and he whispered:

"So, you're just a kid who hasn't grown up after all."

"Whether you hate Viren or forgive him, it doesn't really matter at all, from the day I recruited you, you have a new life and a new future, you are free from the past of death, but your soul and consciousness are still in the past, dwelling on everything that happened in the past, which will make you lose sight of the present that you should cherish..."

Tyrion coughed lightly, closed his eyes, and said:

"There was a while, when I was just waking up, I was also immersed in the hatred of the past and the revenge of vows, but when I really finished the revenge of my loved ones, I realized that in order not to go crazy, I had to find a bigger goal and shift my focus from the past to the future... That's why I'm so indulgent to Luminas."

"Iriel, I never wanted my subordinates to use revenge as a simple, motivation to live, because once you complete your revenge, the emptiness of your soul will engulf you in an instant and destroy you completely."

Tyrion's fingers brushed Iriel's cheek, and he reopened his eyes and looked at his subordinates, and he said solemnly:

"You have to know that the life of the dead is too heavy, and the will for revenge simply cannot support this fate, you have to learn to forget the past, not to forget it completely, but to let yourself no longer be affected by everything in the past, after all, for you now, Viren is just a familiar stranger... Don't be bound by him anymore, let yourself live truly free and pure, and live as Iriel! ”

"The story of Iriel, the Elector of the Light, has ended, and now it is the story of Death Knight Iriel, in this story, the character who appears has no special meaning, do you understand?"

"What about you? Mr. Tyrion! ”

Irel looked at Tyrion like a student looks at a teacher, and she asked in a low voice:

"After you have completed your revenge, what is the goal you have set for yourself? Fight demons? ”

The Death Knight curled up his fingers and tapped Irel on the forehead before whispering:

"Fighting demons is just a process, I want to see the established destiny changed by my hands, whether the change is good or bad, and witness the growth and development of the changed destiny with you..."

Until you and I become the "past" completely. ”