On the same night, in the box of the magic hotel in New Dalaran City, Gianna, the queen of the kingdom of Lordaeron with a hood, gently pushed open the door of the box, and saw at a glance the great warcist Kel'thugad who was holding a black and white kitten and closing his eyes to recuperate.

It was her senior brother, another member of the current Council of Six in Dalaran, and the current leader and representative of the Azeroth Warlock Circle.

"It's a strange thing, Brother Kel'thugad."

Gianna took off her hood and sat down generously on the other side of the table, she glanced at the sleepy wizard cat Mr. Bigworth in her brother's arms, and then looked up at her brother, and she said with a smile:

"If I'm not mistaken, this is probably the first time you've offered to invite me to dinner... It's a pity that I'm already married to Alsace, otherwise, with my brother's looks and temperament, I wouldn't be able to date you..."

In the face of this intimate joke, the Grand Karcist opened his eyes and looked at the little junior sister in front of him with an unbelievable gaze, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"Since you got married, Anna, your personality has become more and more generous, but it's a pity that I've married magic, otherwise with the identity and temperament of a little junior sister, I can't let myself pursue you."

The rare joke made both of them smile, but after a few seconds, the archkarcist's expression turned serious, and he placed a quaint ring carved with the violet Kenrito emblem on the table and pushed it to Gianna.

When the latter saw the ring, the smile in his eyes immediately dissipated, replaced by a touch of sadness and a touch of nostalgia.

"It's... Mentor's Ring. ”

Gianna held the ring tightly in her hand, and she looked at Kel'thugad:

"Where did you find it?"

"I didn't find it, Anna."

Kel'thugad stroked his cat as usual, and he whispered:

"It was given to me by another person... That person, you know too. ”

"Tyrion, right?"

Gianna looked at the ring in her hand, and her voice became cold:

"Senior brother, I thought that you, like me, hated those undead..."

"I've never been like you, Anna."

Without a hint of pyrotechnics, the Grand Karcist replied:

"I won't be blinded by hatred, but in your case, the hatred of the bloodline is inevitable, but when Tyrion handed me the ring, he asked me to tell you a word..."

"Whether you like it or not, you, Arthas, Varian, you trendsetters who will support the next era of the empire, are all legends shaped by him... And you want to avenge your father, you want to avenge the people who died under the ravages of the undead... Now you are not qualified. ”

"This ring contains all the legacies that the mentor wanted to pass on to you before he died, leaving Dalaran... Now, things are back to their rightful owners, and Anna! ”

The Grand Karcist stood up, he looked at his silent sister, and he whispered:

"Inside this ring is your destiny, the whereabouts of a legendary weapon that can only be used by you, given to you by Tyrion... Do you understand? You thought you got rid of him, but never, and he is still shaping your future in his own way... Believe me, one day..."

"You who have really gone to the extreme will willingly become his warriors..."

"I won't!"

Gianna looked up, her beautiful eyes full of anger and a touch of stubbornness that belonged to the daughter of the sea:

"I never will!"

"Oh? Is it? ”

Kel'thugad had a smile on his face:

"The oath is so strong, it's a pity that you are in the face of instinctive hatred... But so fragile, about your future, let's... We'll see. ”

"I'm not going!"

On the top platform of the Dark Temple, the children who had been urgently recalled from Pandaria stood quietly, and under their worried gaze, little Anduin was clenching his fists and roaring towards the Iron Throne at the top of the stairs, like an enraged lion cub.

This child, who has always had a gentle personality, really exploded at this moment, and it could be seen that Anduin was extremely resistant to Tyrion's request.

"I'm not going to join the Scarlet Crusade, I'm not going!"

Anduin blushed and shouted:

"I love the Federation, I love playing with Dornan, my mom is here, I don't go anywhere else! You didn't ask my opinion at all when you made your decision! Let your intrigues die, I won't go! ”

Dornan, who was standing on the side, was also a little angry, she opened her mouth to say something, but Delia next to her pressed her shoulder, and the warrior girl shook her head at Dornan, signaling her not to speak.

Delia looked at Tyrion sitting on the throne, and she saw a hint of determination in the High Lord's face... And at this moment when Anduin's fate was at stake, Queen Tiffany, who had always loved him, did not come forward, which means that this decision was not made by the Great Lord alone, and Queen Tiffany must have supported this decision.

Anduin's rebellion was not destined to succeed...

He can only accept his fate...

In the face of Anduin's roar, Tyrion appeared very calm, as Delia thought, let Anduin join the Scarlet Crusade, and then become the national symbol of the soon-to-be-established Silver Dawn Order, which was a decision that Queen Tiffany also chose to support after thinking about it for nearly half a month.

What mother doesn't want her child to make a big deal?

Especially Anduin still has the blood of a destined king flowing in his body, and his life is not destined to be really dull.

And after Anduin's rant was over, the child glared at his adoptive father with a vicious gaze... That gaze reminded Tyrion of the Varian he had seen when he was in Draenor, and the expressions of the father and son when they were angry were really in the same vein.

"My child..."

Tyrion spoke, his voice low and hoarse, like the wind blowing on a platform.

"At the time of your birth, the entire forest of the Stormwind Kingdom was calling your name... Anduin. Ureon. ”

"Although you are not my child, I have been following you since before you were born, you are gifted, destined to do great things, and in the dark tide that I set off with my own hands to destroy the old order, I proudly watch you grow up day by day, I cultivate you in my own way, and watch you become the embodiment of the will of the Holy Light, and the practitioner of the right path."

"You have to remember that you are a descendant of the House of Ureon, and your ancestors have always ruled their kingdom with wisdom and strength, but you must also remember that the glory of blood is not really glory, you told me that you want to be like me, but child, it is not enough..."

"The old order has shattered, my mission as a wildfire that burns everything is coming to an end, and you, destined to be the spokesperson of a new order bursting from the ashes, are to build a perfect era with your own hands... It's not just you, it's you! ”

The Great Lord's gaze fell on his adopted daughters, the serious and heavy gaze made Dornan a little afraid, but Delia beside her straightened up, and Vanessa nodded thoughtfully, Sarandia, who was hiding behind the children, had always been afraid of Tyrion, but at this moment, she also bravely raised her head and looked directly into the eyes of the Great Lord.

The most silent High Elf girl was not stupid, she had always known that Tyrion had her own plan for their fate.

"I, on behalf of despair, and you, on behalf of hope, I nurture you, and give because of my own burning ambition... What I want, I'll take it myself, instead of pinning my hopes on a bunch of kids, so... I hope you understand. ”

"You have to do the right thing, you have to do the right thing, this world is destined to belong to you, and we... Doomed to oblivion. ”

"Anduin!"

Tyrion's voice became muffled, and he stood up and stood in front of the throne, looking at the angry child below, and said:

"The idea of the Scarlet Crusade is dangerous, those hundreds of thousands of people are about to be misguided by their own will, and they are your people, and you have the power to save them and lead them."

"You don't want to see the whole world bleed under stupid hatred, and if you like the Federation, then you have to reach out and protect it! Protect this beautiful order, and now, I put this opportunity to protect before you, child, tell me, will you refuse? ”

Anduin tried to retort, but Tyrion waved his hand and continued:

"You also know that your father is making a very dangerous reform, in the entire human empire, he can't find a helper at all, he is like walking on the tip of a knife, and he may be crushed at any time, and now, I put this opportunity to support your father in front of you, son, tell me, will you refuse?"

"You know the story of Lothar well, you know that the great hero who can be called your grandfather sacrificed everything he had, and prayed that I gave the last chance to the Empire of Mankind, and you think that he is a true hero, and that your father Varian inherited Lothar's determination to forge ahead, but who will inherit Lothar's desire to protect the people? Now, I put this opportunity to be a hero in front of you, son, tell me, will you refuse? ”

"The pure light of your faith tells you every day that it is a truly great act to arouse hope and courage in the hearts of the people, and now I put before you this opportunity to lead the people, son, tell me, will you refuse?"

"You grew up in the Federation, you know how precious and wonderful the freedom and dignity that are the most important things to be born as a human being, and you long for the creatures of the whole world to grow up in such an environment and enjoy the most basic rights of life, and now, I put in front of you the opportunity to change the world and eliminate hatred... Tell me, child, will you refuse? ”

This questioning made Anduin's childlike anger in his heart no longer be vented no matter what, and in this questioning, Tyrion stepped down from the throne step by step, and finally, he stood in front of Anduin with his head bowed, he stretched out his hand, stroked Anduin's golden hair, and he whispered:

"You will inherit my will, my child... That's what I want you to do, to use everything I've taught you to change the world for the better... My blade is too dangerous for the world, and your outstretched hand will make it better. ”

"This is something that only you can do, and I, I now implore you to be a hero... Tell me, Anduin, will you refuse my plea? ”

Anduin raised his head, the child's eyes had become red under the pressure, he looked at Tyrion with some trepidation, and saw the great lord's always calm and indifferent ice blue eyes shining, rare gentleness, the little prince clenched his fists, and sobbed like a cry:

"But I... I'm scared... I haven't done anything as important as this..."

"If I fail, if I let you down..."

"How could you let me down? Silly boy. ”

Tyrion knelt on one knee and reached out to help Anduin wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he waved his hand, and Aurelia slowly walked out of the shadows next to him with a box, and the Blood Lord kissed Anduin lovingly on the forehead, and on the other side, Queen Tiffany, who also had sour eyes, walked to her son with a set of golden armor encrusted with jewels.

"It's like the tradition of the Arathas Empire..."

Tyrion stood up, opened the wooden box in the Blood Master's hand, and pulled out a strangely shaped double-edged sword from it, which was like Delia's Wind Chaser longsword, separated between the two blades, one side of the blade was extremely long, the other side of the blade was like a short sword, and where the two blades converged, there was a semicircular circular cavity, like a strange decoration.

And under the blade of the sword extended a gauntlet with spikes, and above the hilt, there was a diamond-shaped gem.

"When his son goes on a campaign, his father bestows his best wishes."

Tyrion held the alien longsword flat in front of Anduin's eyes, and he whispered:

"You are not my son, but I wish I could have a son like you, your Uncle Dai Lin conquered 17 Naga cities to find a suitable gift for your early rite of passage, and now, I give you this magic blade of the upper elves, I give you my courage, take this sword, and go to battle! Anduin. ”

"You'll never let me down..."

Anduin pursed his lips, he glanced at his mother, Queen Tiffany smiled at him encouragingly, so the little prince reached out and held this heavy blade in his hand, the extraordinary power given by the dragon's blood essence since he was a child made Anduin easily hold this sword in his hand, he raised the long sword, and between the sparkle of the holy light, in the ring of the sword's closed blades, a touch of holy light began to spread on the blade.

"Good, it likes you."

Tyrion nodded in satisfaction, he took a step back, and the High Lord looked at Anduin in front of him, and he said in a deep voice:

"When we are not with you, Salamoni will protect you as we protect you, Anduin. Wrynn, I'm Tyrion. Dawnblade, in the name of the High Lord of the Dead Realm, I declare, death... will be far away from you! ”

The power that belonged to Tyrion flashed across Anduin's body, and a special death mark was engraved on Anduin's soul, allowing him to be able to collect his soul intact in the event of a fatal accident, and with a little healing, the soul could be returned to the body.

This means that there is no other force other than time that can take Anduin's life, and this is the last blessing that Tyrion gave to the child.

It's like an eagle about to flap its wings and soar into the sky... He's about to start his own saga.

Before leaving, though, Anduin has one last question:

"Father..."

This was the first time that Anduin had called Tyrion like this, which made the Great Lord froze for a moment, but then, he showed a touch of gentleness, he looked at Anduin, waiting for Anduin's question, the little prince frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he looked at Tyrion:

"What if someone bullies me over there? What if they don't convince me? What if they question me? What if they don't want to listen to me? You said, they have all gone astray, so how can I persuade them? How shall I lead them? ”

This question made the Great Lord laugh, he tilted his head, looked at his adopted son, and then waved his fist:

"It's simple..."

"If they don't accept it, then beat them!" 2k reading web