Drake. Proudmore, a man who has experienced war, but also of suffering and disaster.

He inherited the wisdom and strength of the Prodmore family, and under his management, the business of Kurtilas quickly recovered after suffering the setback of the imperial disaster, and relying on the commercial network with the empire and the federation, the entire Kurtilas not only did not weaken after the battle of the Northern Frontier, but became more prosperous, and in the current kingdom of the empire, the national strength of Kurtilas should be the undisputed first!

He has also saved many, many people in danger, and to this day, among the civilians of the empire, His Majesty Drake's prestige is still very, very high, in the past period of time, when people talk about the emperor's choice, Drake has also received a lot of people's support, if the emperor's position really depends on the people's vote, and there is no shady, then Drake is also very hopeful to become the emperor.

And in the past few years, Kurtilas has been fulfilling its responsibilities and obligations as a subject of the Empire, Kul Tiras's rebuilt fleet patrols the Imperial seas, fighting pirates, protecting commerce, in several major events, Kul Tiras's fleet has been extremely bright, and after the Night Elves suffered a disaster, Kul Tiras is also the first human country to reach out to the Night Elves, which effectively improves the diplomatic relations between humans and Night Elves.

It can be said that Drake is definitely a qualified ruler and a true wise monarch.

But his choice to face Varian's coronation ceremony this time was a big surprise, his performance was completely inconsistent with the level of wisdom he should have in the past, and even in the quarrel between him and Gianna, Gianna once wondered if his brother's thinking had been interfered with by some kind of mind spell.

In the confrontation between Drake and Tanred, Drake confessed to his brother that he couldn't forget the disaster that happened to his father, and that hatred pushed him to make that choice, which sounds a little reasonable, but if you dig deeper, you will find that this seemingly normal statement is also a little untenable...

If his hatred was really that serious, then he would definitely not wait until now, wait until this critical moment to explode it.

In other words, there are deeper reasons behind Drake's choice against Varian, but he would rather turn against his younger siblings than confess it.

It can be seen that it should not be a pleasant thing.

And now, in front of Dai Lin, Drake, whose face was bruised and the corners of his mouth were still stained with blood, wiped his mouth, he got up from the ground, he looked at his father, Drake's eyes shone with a fire of inquiry, and he said:

"I see it, father."

"I saw everything that happened on Tidefall Island more than a decade ago."

Hearing his son's words, Dai Lin's eyebrows raised, he had already guessed that Drake must have a hard time, but he didn't expect that it would be this reason.

"I saw my destiny, I should die in the attack of the red dragon manipulated by the orcs, and then follow my warship to sleep in the deep sea, until one day I am resurrected by an evil banshee to fight my poor relatives."

Drake closed his eyes, the horrific image echoing in his mind, and he said in a voice mixed with pain and despair:

"I also saw you being taken by my sister, your daughter Gianna. Proudmore betrayed to the lowly orcs, I saw you alone on the shores of Durontar being attacked to death... Tamred will not return so soon, he will be locked at the edge of the world, and he and his fleet will not return to this world until more than ten years later, when Anna returns to the troubled Kurtilas. ”

"And then... And then I saw what was really going on. ”

Drake's voice seemed to be crying bitterly, and he covered his face tremblingly, like a poor man who had been struck and had no skin, and he said:

"I saw that you were forced to make a deal with Tyrion just because you wanted to save my life, and I thought I had earned everything I had on my own, but no! I'm just a wretched creature who should have died a long time ago, and I needed my father's life to be saved because of me, father... The living person should be you, not me! ”

"All this, everything I have belongs to you, I stole it! Tamred said I'm a monster, yes, I'm a monster, I'm a monster who was born when my father died, and I shouldn't have been in this world at all! ”

Drake fell to his knees on the ground, and in the cold and rainy night, the king of Kul Tiras was completely broken, and he choked and said:

"I didn't quarrel with Anna because I really hated her, I love my sister as much as you love your daughter, but when I see Anna's face, I can't help but think of how she ruthlessly and cruelly betrayed her father in that unhappened history in exchange for the peace of the orc miscellaneous... I can't stand her betrayal, even if it didn't happen! But I couldn't convince myself to forgive her..."

"I can't face Varian, I don't go to the ceremony because I don't dare go, father... I'm a coward, I see Varian's fate, he should have lived a more miserable life, but he's a true hero, even in a world that didn't exist yet, he's a hundred times braver than me, and there's no better fit for the throne of an emperor, I know that. But I can't face him..."

"He, like me, even Garin, Arthas, and Liam, is everything, and we are all pathetic people whose fate has been changed by Tyrion! Garin would be a madman's undead, Liam would be killed by the evil banshee after Gilneth was destroyed, and Arthas, he would be the true synonym for evil, but Tyrion turned it all around and gave us a brighter life. ”

"I've always hated him, Father, and I hated him for taking you from me, but... But I was wrong, the real stupidity was me, what Tyrion did saved the world, and more than once... Oh, my God! The evil I thought was justice, and the justice I held on to was more like a dream, how should I accept all this, father, tell me..."

"How am I going to take it all, I'm really, really going crazy..."

Seeing his collapsed son kneeling at his feet and crying bitterly, Dai Lin, who originally came with anger, could no longer maintain the cold anger in his heart.

He guessed correctly, Drake did have a hard time, everything he did was not his intention, but he also guessed wrong, his son did not make such a wrong decision because he was greedy for power, he just accidentally saw the truth of the world, he was too close to the cold truth, it was a heavy pressure that a mortal like him could not bear, it was a sad reality that should have been hidden in the back of history.

A glance at that pathetic world line that has not been altered is enough to crush the minds of mortals, and Drake's ability to hold on until now speaks volumes about the man's strong will.

But he was still influenced... Fortunately, Dai Lin found out not too late, and his son was still saved.

As for who projected this cruelty into Drake's mind, and who could restore it all completely, there is almost no need to guess.

It seems that the last ancient god Enzos is really impatient, and after provoking the great lord Tyrion by hurting his relatives, he once again provoked the demon king of the sea in the same way.

Dai Lin crouched down, his cold hand clapped on his son's shoulder, and he whispered in a gentle manner that should not belong to the undead:

"Drake, look at me..."

"Don't ruin the present you have because of the past, and don't be angry with your family because of things that didn't happen, I already know everything you see, and I didn't have the slightest regret in my heart when I signed the life and death contract with Tyrion on Tidefall Island, because for a father, it is worth it to save his son from hell, even if it costs his life."

"I have never regretted my decision, therefore, I do not want you to give up your long life because of it, yes, your survival is indeed based on my death, but that is what I willingly did, and my death not only redeems you, but also frees my daughter, your sister Anna, from that horrible and pathetic fate... It also allowed Tanred to escape the miserable life of being trapped for more than ten years, you see..."

"My son, sacrificing me alone, but saving my family, saving all my loved ones, is the greatest feat a father can do, so don't feel sorry for me, my son."

"Father!"

With tears streaming down his eyes, Derek reached out and held his father in his arms, and he hugged Dai Lin's body as if he had played with his father as a child.

"I was wrong, father, I have done too many wrong things, take me away, I can't stay here, I can't accept all this, take me away!"

"No!"

Dai Lin broke free from his son's hold, he stood up, looked at Drake, and said in a deep voice:

"You are a man of the Proudmoor family, there is no word escape in your dictionary, if you really feel the pain, my son, then remember, I exchanged my life for yours, and you carry not only your life, but also mine, so you must live as wonderful as the lives of two people superimposed together, so magnificent."

"Don't tell them, Drake, the truth you've seen, never tell anyone else, if you already know how precious and beautiful the world is, then do everything in your power to protect it, just as we dead guard the future of you living."

"I'm leaving, Derek... Tonight, it is a real farewell, and a great destiny awaits me. ”

Dai Lin's figure slowly dispersed in the fog like quicksand, and his voice echoed in the room:

"And I've been putting it off for too long, tell your mother, your sister, and your brother for me, I love them..."

"My son, when you die, let's see you again."

Drake watched as the fog dissipated in front of him, and in the cold, floor-covered rain, a jewel as blue as the sea lay there, decorated with the most beautiful Mithril necklace, and in the glow of the flowing water within, the phantom of a restored keel battleship shone in it.

It was Dai Lin's last gift to her grandson.

Drake picked up the jewel necklace and placed it in his hand, which he pressed to his forehead as if he were a confession and a true goodbye.

The storm outside the window slowly subsided, and the stars shone brightly, indicating that tomorrow would be another brilliant weather.

Tomorrow is a new day.

"Father..."

"Goodbye..."

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As Drake said goodbye to his father, his younger brother Tanred was alone in the captain's quarters of his flagship, the Jackdaw, and the heavy battleship was swaying in the tide of the harbor on this stormy night.

But such a shaking, for a good admiral like Thanreed, almost no difference between flat land, in the slightly dim light of the captain's room, Tamred sat in the captain's chair, drinking alone, reminiscing about his past life.

He was born a prince, he lived a privileged life from childhood to adulthood, and in his life, there were countless women who tried to leave their place in his memory, those glamorous pasts, those past debauchery lives, Thanred once thought that was his life, like the best sailor, although he enjoyed the warmth of the port, but always had the sea in his heart, and would never really anchor.

Until the appearance of that woman.

The other women in Tanred's heart, those romantic stories have long been blurred, he can't remember any woman's face, but in the cold waters, the white shadow that sank to the bottom of the sea, the spirit who saved him and gave his life...

He erected a tombstone for her in the family cemetery in Prodmore, and he called her his wife, but none of this could save the life of the stupid elf.

The prodigal sons often only look back in an instant, but unfortunately, in that instant, the price they paid was too expensive.

"Bang"

The empty bottle was tossed to the ground by Tanred, he staggered to his feet, took an elven lyre from the wall of the cabin, he leaned against the window of the cabin, watching the storm gradually subside outside, he plucked the strings, and a hoarse song sounded, it was a night elf ballad, representing the longing for his lover.

The singing that no one listened to, and with this cold night, there is nothing more suitable for a sad man who has nothing to love.

At the moment when the singing died down, the knock on the door, but from outside the captain's room, interrupted Tanred's thoughts about his deceased wife, which made the admiral a little angry, and he yelled at the people outside the door to tell her to get out, however, the knocking did not stop until the angry Tanred could not bear it anymore, he stood up, strode to the door, and opened the door fiercely.

But the next moment, his reprimanding voice remained in his throat, and in front of him, an elf in a white elf robe with a garland of flowers was standing there, looking at him.

It was the clearest face he remembered, and the eyes full of longing and tears.

The elf who had returned from death looked at her lover, and she was about to speak, only to see a dull-faced Tanred slam the door shut, and the next moment, the door was opened again.

The slightly drunken man seemed to think that maybe the way he opened the door was not quite right, causing him to hallucinate.

"Tamrid... My lover. ”

The elf Tiana, whose face has never changed a bit. Xingge stepped forward, she stretched out her hands and hugged her sluggish man, she pressed her head to Tanred's chest, listening to the wild beating heart, she whispered:

"Your father brought me back..."

"Are you still willing to marry me?"