"Bang"

A heavy, list of names was tossed on the ground in front of Nassa's eyes.

In the wetlands of Grimbaatar, in the renovated hall, a dim light shone on the two-man hall, and Nassa's hands were bound like a prisoner with heavy chains.

"1457 civilians, I trust you to let you be alone, I even plan to hand over the entire Darkblade intelligence organization to you to manage, and then, this is how you repay my trust... A riot? Maybe you said a few words less... An upheaval against the "civilian population"! ”

Tyrion's emotionless voice came from the throne above, and he whispered:

"With your approval, these innocents have died in the clutches of a mad werewolf, and I think you know exactly what happens when you inject those condensed samples directly into the bodies of living people... Tell me, Nassa, when will you start using such a mad dog who only knows how to kill and destroy on a mission? ”

Faced with this questioning, Nassar's pretty face with a mocking smile on her face, she raised her head, bravely looked directly at Tyrion in the darkness, and she whispered:

"Am I not learning from you? Your Majesty the Righteous and the Great..."

This taunt did not change Tyrion's eyes, and he looked at Nasa calmly, and he asked softly:

"Oh? How come I don't remember that I taught you that? Stain my crown red with the blood of innocents? I don't like that, you should know very well. ”

"Would you be so compassionate when you threw Wolf into Gilneth and let him spread the werewolf plague in that country? My Majesty! ”

Nassa gritted her teeth and asked:

"Have you ever considered what happens to those infected civilians?"

"Don't play a hero anymore! Tyrion, your hypocritical face makes me want to vomit! You're no different from me! The difference is only that you hide your sins, and I, I do it openly. ”

A shrill voice echoed in the darkness, and this hysterical temperament made Tyrion frown, and he looked at Nassa, who was trembling with emotion below, and he whispered:

"Do you really think so?"

"Am I wrong?"

Nassa's voice grew sharper and sharper, and she shouted:

"I've learned a lot when I've been around you, Tyrion, you've deliberately instilled in me your way of acting in the shadows, you've treated me like your student, you've treated me like your experiment, you've turned a simple Night Elf girl into who I am now, a monster with blood on my hands!"

"Am I not your best work? Look, I did what you didn't dare to do, your great plans for the future, your victory, everything you wanted, the things you wanted to do but were stuck in the rules and couldn't do, I did it for you... Isn't that what I'm here for? Be your shadow and be an evil Tyrion shadow behind the great hero of light, Tyrion. ”

"Fear breaks the will of the weak, fear is the sharpest weapon of darkness, I remember you said it to me, more than once... Now, my teacher, I've learned, shouldn't you feel proud? ”

"You coward! You're... Monster! ”

"Bang"

Tyrion's fist slammed into the armrest of the throne, the solid stone cracked at this moment, and the voice of the King of Dark Blades rang out at this moment:

"Enough! Stupidity! ”

"I've taught you a lot, Nassa, I've taught you to destroy and rebuild, but alas, you've only learned to destroy... Are you questioning everything I laid out with my own hands in Gilneth? So let me tell you. ”

Tyrion strode down the stone steps, and he stood in front of Nassar, his hands on her shoulders, and looked into her eyes, as the King of the Blades shouted:

"From Operation Wolf to the present, there are 140,000 infected Gilneys, and in the warehouse of Stormwind, there are 210,000 diluted Moonlit Night Herbal Elixirs... As long as Gilneth's royal power is subverted, it will only take 3 days for that country to fully restore order... I have my own response to all the casualties that my plan may cause, tell me, Nassa, what about your actions? Are you prepared for the unexpected? ”

"I have drawn a line for you, you are not allowed to cross it, I do not allow you to massacre civilians, I tie our hands and feet, put aside the most powerful weapons of the undead, to fight the living, I am not a madman, Nasa, I know that once the tide of the undead is completely lifted, the entire continent will fall into my hands in an instant, but I didn't do that!"

"Because I don't want to let myself be a monster who really falls into darkness because I want to win, I draw that insurmountable line for you, because I don't want you to become monsters too... We're miserable enough, we have to restrain ourselves and keep the last of our feelings, the ones that separate us from the cold monster. ”

"Nasa, look me in the eye!"

Tyrion's hands gripping Nassar's shoulders harder and harder, forcing the watcher to raise his head, and in the midst of eye contact, Tyrion whispered:

"At the cost of innocent blood, stolen victories are not uncommon!"

"If we're going to win, we're going to take it on the battlefield! This time, you're doing something wrong. ”

Nasa looked at those ice-blue eyes, she could see the pain and disappointment shining in those eyes, this look made Nassa's will sway, and the next moment, she frantically broke free of Tyrion's restraints, the chains on her wrists suddenly cracked, and two sharp blood swords burst out in her palms, crossed against Tyrion's neck.

"But I... It's already a monster. ”

"I'm not the Nassar you imagined, I'm not going to be the person you think she is, I'm not going to be the kind of person you want me to be, when you turned me into a monster with your own hands, Tyrion, I hate you... That hatred has never been annihilated! ”

The Blood Watcher gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't try to influence my will anymore, stop trying to change me with your damn feelings, I don't need feelings, I'm a cold watchman, I don't need to..."

"Really?"

Tyrion took a step forward suddenly, the sharp blood sword grazed his skin, and the moment the cold blood of the King of the Dark Blades dripped onto Nassa's hand, she threw the blood sword in her hand to the ground in panic as if it had been exposed to scorching lava, and then let Tyrion spread his arms and hold her in his arms.

"Do you really hate me? I thought that thing was in the past. ”

Tyrion whispered in Nassar's ear, as if they had met for the first time:

"I thought you were happily living in the world I created... So you've been in this pain? But you need affection, and everyone needs it, whether he is dead or alive. ”

The hands and feet of the Blood Watcher who was held in her arms were cold, and after hearing Tyrion's voice, an emotion that had been suppressed in her heart exploded at this moment, and she struggled frantically like a tortured girl, trying to push her majesty away with both hands, and she screamed:

"I hate you! I hate you! I will never forgive you! I won't! ”

"Tyrion, I hate you!"

"You've changed everything about me, you've made me feel freedom outside of the watchmen's strict rules, you've given me the freedom to fight for everything I want, you've given me a great mission, you've given me a new meaning in my life, so that I can devote myself wholeheartedly to it and feel the meaning of existence, but that's not what I want, I don't want to be a monster..."

"Woooooo

In the midst of emotional outbursts of sobbing, Nasa's voice deepened:

"I just want to... I just want to help you, once the unity within the Human Empire is broken, you can easily defeat them, but you can't do that, because there are many eyes watching you, you can't do anything against the will of the Dark Blade, I know, but I can... I can help you, by means you will never use, I can help you... I just want to help you. ”

"I... After a little bit of losing my persistence... A little bit closer to you, before I even knew it! ”

"Mavi's shadow fades in my heart day by day, but I'm sure it's not love, it's not love, it's not love, right? ... You've enchanted me, haven't you? That's not true, right? ”

Nasa looked up, and the blood-red eyes looked at Tyrion with an expectant look on her weeping pear blossom and rainy face, who looked flat, but the confusion in his eyes couldn't hide Nassa's gaze.

Nassa didn't need his answer either.

She pushed Tyrion away, and she wiped her tears proudly, and said to Tyrion:

"I can see that you don't need to answer me, that's why you pulled me away from you, you're afraid that your feelings will betray Aurelia... I know... But I won, I won, Tyrion... You lose. ”

"Enough!"

The King of the Blades interrupted Nassar's madness in a deep voice, his cold fingers resting on the Blood Warden's neck as he looked into those eyes.

"That's it, it's time to say goodbye, I won't let you sink into darkness, I'd rather you die in a free state, since I shaped you, then it's my duty to end it all with my own hands."

"I'll miss you for a few days to come, Nassa."

Nassar's face grew paler, and she felt the hand around her neck grow colder, but her aura became chaotic at an unusual rate, and Tyrion's face changed slightly as the disguise of Salein's power dissipated.

He could clearly feel Nassa's weakness, but it wasn't because of his tightened fingers, he said in a deep voice:

"You! What did you do to yourself? ”

"Hmm..."

Nassa collapsed into Tyrion's arms, clutching her stomach and smiling with difficulty:

"The feeling of swallowing holy water raw... It's painful, you're... Don't, try..."

She reached out and stroked Tyrion's face, and she whispered:

"You are the king, and you must have your own majesty... If you make a mistake, you will be punished, and I was going to ask you to decide, Tyrion... But it's okay, at least, at least I said what I wanted to say..."

"I'm sorry, but I, I don't see the day when you actually sit on the throne... In the end, you're right, in the days of the Dark Blade, I was... Happy. ”

"Bang"

The closed door was slammed open at this moment, and Aurelia, who hurried from the Dark Temple through the portal, rushed into the hall surrounded by the Death Lords with an anxious face, she saw Nasa in her dying, she glared at Tyrion fiercely, leaned over and picked Nasa up, and as soon as she turned around, she turned into a bright red blood bat and disappeared in place.

Tyrion slowly rose from the ground, and beneath his feet was a cloud of icy blood stained with blazing light.

He never imagined that a conversation would end up like this.

And outside the door, Luminas, who had seen this scene with her own eyes, timidly hid behind Myra, saw Nassa's painful end, and looked at the Tyrion she had never seen before, this death lord who was not afraid of heaven and earth, she was surprisingly... Scared.

"That's the price of crossing the line."

Tyrion glanced at the silent Death Lords outside the door and coldly threw down a word.

He turned and walked into the darkness, the first time blood had been seen within the upper echelons of the Darkblade, and this tragic scene would surely remain in the hearts of the Death Lords, whatever they thought, at least in the near future, Nassa's lessons would keep them bound to the taboo that Tyrion had laid down.

Of course, this is for their good.

"Oakington, Frostfire, Iron, Storm, Kazmodan, Screamer, Berserker, Colossus... Start rally! Head to the wetlands! ”

Tyrion's extremely cold voice sounded in the hearts of the Death Lords, and the Death Lords who received the order immediately turned around and hurriedly left, while the other Death Lords also straightened up, waiting for one order after another, including Luminas, everyone knew it.

It is very likely that Nassa's experience has made Tyrion tired of the game of soft knife flesh cutting.

He's going to... Flip the table.

Hopefully, those humans are ready...

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"I... Am I dead? ”

Nasa had a strange halo suspended in front of her eyes, as if it was another world, she could clearly feel the outline of her soul, after leaving the body, the soul seemed to become light, and there were constantly nutrients around her that the soul could devour, maintaining her soul would not dissipate.

And in the face of her question, soon, the voice of the Blood Master Mother seemed to sound in the outside world.

"No, you're not dead... But your reckless actions have caused the Holy Water to destroy your body from within, and it's troublesome, the Great Lich and the other Lich are trying to purify your body, but the situation is not optimistic, and until we find a way, you will be able to stay in the Soul Forge in this manner... I have to say, Nasa, you disappointed me! ”

Aurelia's voice didn't have much reproach, but Nasa lowered her head in shame:

"I'm sorry, Mistress, but I'm not... I just thought I was going to die, and before I died, I wanted to say that... But I didn't mean to spoil your feelings, I didn't have that idea, I respect you a lot. ”

"I don't think it's because you opened up to my husband, but because you hurt yourself because of these little things."

There was a frustration in Aurelia's voice, and she whispered:

"The trouble of having a good spouse is here, you have no idea when a third person will suddenly appear, and you, poor Nasa, you make me hate it at all, and... In terms of benefits, you are at least someone who knows the roots, not a little wild cat that runs from anywhere. ”

"After his death, you will stay with him longer than me, perhaps, I am the third party..."

"Nope! Not so, Mistress. ”

Nassa hurriedly said: "Your Majesty has never responded to me, even at the last moment, I can feel the tangle in his heart, he is very loyal to you, I... I envy you. ”

"Okay, I'll save that for you when you're recovered, but be clear, Nassa, you're dead! The majesty of Tyrion must be maintained, and so must the order of the Grimblades! With the exception of your sisters, the Blood Watchers will be completely abolished, and they will be placed under my direct management... You will be my blood handmaidens, or you will not be able to appear before other Death Lords unless necessary. Do you understand? ”

Aurelia's words made Nasa sigh even in her soul state, and after a moment, she whispered:

"Living in the shadows, that's how the Orthodox Watchmen live, obey, Mistress."

Outside the Dark Temple's Soul Furnace, Aurelia rubbed her forehead a little tiredly, she looked back at Vagri Agasa behind her, and she whispered:

"Thank you for your help, Agassa, without you, Nassa might have been..."

"It's okay, Tyrion's spouse."

With a big wave of her hand, Agatha looked up at the tall dome of the Dark Temple, and said:

"The fort reminds me of Varagarh, it's nice, I love the style, it's also suspended in the sky with Varagarh, it's great! This will be my new home from now on. ”

The Blood Mistress did not share the joy of Agatha, and her eyes shone with the weariness of a woman.

"Nasa... And maybe Iriel, oh my God... My heart is so tired, but luckily Rumie has found Myra, otherwise, I would have had a headache to death. ”