"Bang"

The blood-stained dagger was thrown on the table with a heavy crashing sound, which made the heads of the three girls standing in a row in front of the table shrink.

A full week had passed since their adventure, and the undead fleet cruising in the Endless Sea received an emergency call from Stormwind City, and the fleet of 3 warships rushed to the waters of Ashenvale, sending these daring children back to the eastern continent as quickly as possible.

Now, under Tyrion's silent gaze, the three bear children look at me, I look at you, obviously, they all felt the anger from the Great Lord, and beside them, Anduin, who looked nervous, wanted to say something, but looking at Uncle Tyrion's gloomy expression, he saniently closed his mouth.

And the little prince also has a little anger of his own in his heart:

The sisters went out to play without him, which made Anduin feel as if he had been squeezed out of the group.

"Daring! Reckless! Like nobody's business! ”

One by one, the words of rebuke came out of Tyrion's mouth, lowering the girls' heads.

"Three small points dare to cross the enemy war zone, do you really think that little power can protect you? Or do you think the Night Elves' Sentinel units aren't worth mentioning? ”

The Great Lord's fingers twitched on the table, and he felt a little irritable and a little scared in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that Aurelia sent a few blood maids to follow these little ones at all times, if there was a little accident, he would definitely not be able to forgive himself in his heart, and the forces behind the two girls other than Dornan were not small, once they were in danger, the Defia Federation and the Council of the Forgotten Kings would definitely explode.

As he spoke, he glanced at Anduin, but luckily Dornan had a shred of sanity beyond the nonsense, and if Anduin joined the adventure, he was afraid that everything would be messed up.

"Is that what Wendsol taught you?"

Tyrion said:

"You guys are so disappointing, do you know how much stress your Aunt Tiffany has put on you by leaving without permission? General Dai Lin's fleet was forced to abandon its mission to explore the Broken Isles and the southern seas, just because of the nonsense of the three of you! Do you know how much pressure this puts on the operation of the entire Darkblade system? ”

"We know it's wrong, Dad."

Dornan quickly raised his head and glanced at Tyrion's face, she muttered an apology, but there was not much sincerity, which made Tyrion couldn't help but rub his forehead, he had a feeling of wanting to be angry, but the powerful manipulation of emotions by the necromancer made him calm down quickly.

"It has been proven that you lack self-control, and you will be punished for doing the wrong thing..."

"Dornan, I will send you back to Draenor, continue your studies on the Elemental Throne, until you master the essence of shamanic spells, I will not allow you to leave, and Aurelia will supervise you in my place... You'd better stop messing around! ”

This punishment made Dornan can't help but raise her head, she wanted to refute, but seeing the serious look in her father's eyes, the little girl curled her mouth and stopped talking.

"And then there's you, Vanessa, I've spoken to Speaker Edwin, and the Speaker has allowed me to discipline you in his place."

The Great Lord was treated:

"Since you have plans to practice on the path of the Assassins, then you should not waste your talents, the famous Assassin organization in Azeroth, the Academy of Thieves, has also opened a branch in Draenor, I will send you to the Master Assassin Lady, Lady Silent Blade, you will not be able to return to Azeroth until you have her approval."

"Huh?"

Vanessa tilted her head and looked at Tyrion, a hint of joy in her eyes after making sure the High Lord wasn't joking.

As the precious daughter of the Speaker of the Federal Parliament, the young Vanessa already has many suitors in the Federal District, which makes her tired of becoming a master assassin rather than being an aristocratic lady and adventurous by nature, which can be regarded as fulfilling her wish.

"Finally, Delia."

Tyrion looked at the silent black-haired girl, and he could see a trace of hatred in Tyria's eyes, which made the High Lord feel helpless, but the child in front of him did have enough reason to hate him.

So, after a moment of dead silence, Tyrion opened the drawer and threw something to Delia.

It was a small bottle of golden-red liquid, and Delia took it in her hand, and she could feel the warmth of the liquid even through the heavy bottle.

"I know what you're thinking, girl, I won't persuade you to forget it, and I won't force you to change your thinking, but you're very talented, kid, since you're talented, you can't waste it."

Tyrion knocked on the table and said to Tyria:

"I'll send you to Draenor, in the Nagrand Meadows, where the orc clans have resumed their sacred gladiatorial rituals, you'll enter it as a warrior apprentice, I'll pick a qualified mentor for you, and I'll give you everything you need... If you agree, keep this vial of dragon blood, it will give you the power to transcend the constraints of the race. ”

"When you become a real warrior, I'll give you the opportunity you want!"

The Great Lord leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly closed:

"An opportunity to challenge me."

Tyria clenched the bottle in her hand, she looked at Tyrion with a complicated expression, she didn't know what the generosity of the Lord of the Darkblade represented, but at this moment, the hatred for Tyrion in her heart was no longer so stubborn, and finally, she nodded.

"Then go, tomorrow, someone will see you off Azeroth, and your next return will probably be years away, and hopefully by then, you will understand your responsibilities and your mission to the world."

The three girls left Tyrion's mansion under the guidance of the High Knights, and Anduin, who was sitting on the side, was a little sad, and thought that he was going to be separated from his sisters, but before the little prince's tears could fall, Tyrion spoke again:

"Little Anduin, your mother is determined to take you back to safety after this fright, so don't worry you'll be separated from these bear children, but you also have your own schoolwork to learn, and your perception and talent for the Light is the most powerful of all humans I've ever met, you shouldn't waste him."

Tyrion's fingers tapped on the table:

"So, when I go back this time, I will find qualified mentors for you and Sarantia, who is also blessed by the Light, to teach you to use your own strength, and you are old enough to train for combat."

"But Uncle Tyrion, isn't the Light an enemy of the necromancy?"

Little Anduin's worries were dispelled, his eyes widened, and he asked curiously:

"Why do you want me to learn the Light?"

"Because there is no good or evil in power, child."

Tyrion looked at Anduin and said seriously and seriously:

"The Light is pure power, and death and the arcane, life is no different, it is your will that really determines where it is used, just as the sword does not actively sin, and the person who holds the sword should be responsible for the power."

"Humans, the paladins we defeated are not weak, but their understanding of the Light is too narrow, and they always try to control this power with their own will, which is wrong... If you want to use it, you have to understand what it really means. ”

"You're going to Shattrath City and learn the manipulation of the Light from Adar, but remember, Anduin, don't be influenced by the Narus... Although they also claim to be the embodiment of the Light, they are not. Naru also has its own mind and will, their beliefs, their teachings, and they are not necessarily infallible, you have to have your own thoughts. ”

Tyrion touched Anduin's head, who seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and he said in a deep voice:

"You can't be controlled by power like those old-fashioned paladins, you have to learn to control it and become its master."

Anduin nodded ignorantly, and after leaving, he looked at his Uncle Tyrion again, and he asked:

"Uncle, will I be as strong as you in the future?"

Hearing this, Tyrion in his chair smiled calmly, and nodded to Anduin:

"No, you won't..."

"You will become stronger than me, you will become better than me, you will be greater than me..."

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"Hmm..."

Yuna sat cross-legged on the coffin of the Soul Gatherer, in the manner of a child, with her chin crossed, looking at Tyrion sitting across from her, who was expressionless, while Yuna frowned from time to time, her big eyes were no longer blank, on the contrary, the girl's eyes were full of brilliance.

To put it in no exaggeration, this child now has eyes as bright as stars.

"You're ugly, Tyrion."

After staring at Tyrion for several minutes, Yuna said with some disgust:

"I thought you were like Dornan, with beautiful horns and a long tail, but you didn't... You only have a pair of pointed ears, your face is so thin, you still have scars on your face, and you are not as handsome as I thought you would be. ”

"Ah, I kind of regret being friends with you."

Yuna's statement caused Tyrion to roll his eyes, and he asked rhetorically:

"When you couldn't see it with your eyes, I didn't see your words so much, but now I can see it, but instead I have become a picky bad girl... Tell me about that voice, the voice you heard, did you see her? ”

"Nope!"

Yuna grabbed a piece of mushroom with green spots from the plate in front of her, stuffed it into her mouth, and shook her head and blinked as she ate the juice splashed, and said:

"I didn't see the appearance of that sister, but her voice was very gentle, and in the moonlight, I could feel the moonlight, it was warm, it had weight, and I had never seen such a beautiful moon in the world of Argus."

Yuna tilted her head, as if imagining, and finally, she nodded vigorously and said to Tyrion:

"Well, that sister must be beautiful too, at least she must be much better looking than you."

"I'm not ugly, am I?"

Tyrion retorted weakly, then rubbed his chin and whispered:

"She asked you to tell me that she was looking at me?"

"What does this mean... Could it really be that Elune personally helped you erase the darkness in front of you? It stands to reason that she does have the ability, but why would she do it? And if she has something to say to me, why not show up in person, but ask you to bring me a message? ”

"Ah, what a headache."

Hearing Tyrion's complaints, Yuna's eating speed also slowed down, and this 10,000-year-old little ghost didn't really dislike Tyrion, but after regaining her light, she was just playing with Tyrion in this way of fighting.

After a few minutes, Yuna had finished her "lunch", clapped her hands, wiped her mouth, and then reached out to Tyrion, blinking her big eyes, and whispered:

"Although Yuna has not yet found the crown, nor has she found Noor, nor has she found the Star Wand, after she can see the light, Yuna can take you to the Shadow Realm first."

"Huh?"

Tyrion's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he looked at Yuna seriously:

"Do you know how to take me?"

"Yes!"

Yuna patted her chest confidently:

"I can see the road! If you follow that path, you can enter that world... But we can't fight, because I don't have a crown yet, I don't have a Noor yet, I don't have a wand that can shoot stars! ”

"Wait, what's Noor?"

Tyrion was a little dazed by Yuna's childish way of speaking, and he asked curiously:

"What is the Star Wand?"

"Nur is Nur, Nur is Yuna's good friend, as long as Nur is there, Yuna won't get lost!"

The little ghost waved his hands solemnly and explained:

"And the star wand, Yuna had her own wand a long time ago, but Yuna lost it, and the wand can shoot stars, and the bad guys hate stars! And to defeat the darkness, you have to have a crown, but Yuna didn't... So the two of us can only sneak into that world and not be discovered, because we can't beat those bad guys..."

As she spoke, the little ghost reached out to Tyrion again, her eyes filled with happiness and a hint of apprehension:

"So, are you going back with Yuna? That voice was calling me back... But I'm a little scared, will you protect me? ”

"Good friend... Tyrion? ”