(You can still ask for a one-day ticket, so it's better to continue asking for tickets today...... ）

"Avena, are you entertaining guests?"

I looked at the three people in the room - well, all odd races are called people, it's a habit I've gotten to know a lot of weird guys. I felt that I should act like the head of the family at this time, so I nodded to the three guests with a very smile on my face, and then looked at the little ghost.

Very good, this expression is too perfect, this ghost maid who is always cautious brings her acquaintance home for the first time, and of course I, the head of the family, cannot lose face, this is a very perfect first meeting......

"My brother's smile is so strange, it smells of conspiracy." Viska suddenly muttered, this close voice made my expression stiffen, and then slowly lowered my head, and suddenly felt that life was gray: Pandora and Viska were still hanging on themselves, rubbing left and right, I was used to hanging all the way just now, and I forgot to take it off when I entered the door...... I appeared to the guests as a mobile fortress.

"Uh...... Very creative way of appearing. Sandora looked at me and muttered with a smile.

"Ah, here comes the master." Anwena also got up in a hurry at the same time, she didn't pay attention to whether her master had anything to do, she just floated up in a panic to prepare tea for me, "Master, please wait a minute, I want to prepare another black tea......

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, don't work so hard when you're entertaining guests," I said as I plucked off the two dwarf winter melons that had been hanging all the way on my body, and forcibly pressed them on the sofa, there was already a pot of drinks on the table, it seemed that Avena had prepared it for the guests, I took a cup from the side and poured myself a glass, and then found that the thing poured out was strange: it was a clear liquid with a purple-gray luster, and there was a sense of lightness and unreality, but since it was a drink prepared by Avena, it must not be far off. So I drank it all in one gulp......

"Poof-" I squirted out before I could get down, "What is this?" ”

Anwena was about to cry when she looked at it: "Ghost grass essence and ghost seaweed extract are the ...... that the undead like to drink."

I thought about it, but I didn't dare to ask what these two things looked like, and at the same time I secretly decided that I would never eat any strange things I encountered by chance in the future, even if it was Anvina's doing: I almost forgot that this universal maid was not just a food for humans. This oolong is a bit embarrassing, and I can only choose to find a topic. I glanced up at the three guests, and I recognized one of them: it was the human woman in the mage's robes, who had seen her by Gianna's side before, and who was also a very active person during the Shadow City Carnival.

"Egwene? Is that you? ”

The female mage smiled decently, got up and gave me a lady's etiquette that I didn't know what I meant, but it seemed to be very powerful: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's a pleasure to meet again." Well. Your welcome was special. ”

Egwene, who may be a little unfamiliar with the name, is a pivotal character in Azeroth's history, a powerful human mage who is a guardian, Medivan's biological mother, and seems to have prolonged her youth with a great deal of magical proliferation, and I would hardly have imagined that this lady would have such a big son if I hadn't known it in advance—well, that's off topic. After Medivan was tempted by Sargeras to fall, Egwene was lost for a time. Later, we came to Gianna and settled in Theramore, and when the Emperor arrived in the world of Azeroth, Egwene was still serving as an advisor in Theramore, and our presence completely disrupted the possible historical trajectory of the world of Azeroth - well, in fact, the moment the Fallen Apostles stepped into the Burning Legion and took over the demons, the history of Azeroth had already moved towards a completely different world. Egwene, who later fought in the Salvation Army and survived the Battle of the Salvation Army, is arguably a veteran of the Salvation Army and one of our acquaintances, but she hasn't been in touch for a while.

Unexpectedly, Anvena invited her over this time - although the two of them knew each other. But it's definitely not familiar. It was something that puzzled me, but it soon occurred to me that Egwene might have been invited by Avena for some other reason.

We recently had a crow named Madiwen in our house. And Anvina is Madison's guardian......

"Ahem, is it about Madison," I scratched my hair, "and I really should explain this to you." By the way, let's introduce the other two guests first, this little girl is ......"

The little girl, who looked to be just over ten years old, immediately jumped down from the couch and gave me a nondescript salute, and it was obvious that she didn't know anything about greetings, and the clothes she was wearing were quite plain, and she didn't look like a high-society kid with Egwene. This little girl still has a little freckles on her face, a little baby fat, so she can't say that she is not pretty, she can only say that her eyes are quite smart, her body is similar to Anvina's translucent appearance, but the light is more dim, and her face is a little erratic, obviously this is also an undead creature, and it is much weaker than Anvina.

Anwena gently stroked the little girl's hair, and the ghost's hair fluttered in the air with a faint white light: "This is Pamela, we were often together when we were in Daronshire. During the reconstruction and purification of the eastern plague area, all the remaining and saved spirits were registered, and many of them still remembered their names...... I really didn't expect to see her again one day. ”

I was stunned for a moment, looking at the little girl in front of me who was looking around curiously, and I felt that I was destined to go through all kinds of strange things. Pamela? Is this little girl Pamela?

"The Eastern Plague has almost been rebuilt, and the second half of the reconstruction was led by Lady Sylvanas," Egwene added, adding, "The Council of Azeroth Leaders has agreed that the Forsaken should expand their living space, as the ruins of Lordaeron are no longer enough for the undead to survive: after the Scourge was completely crushed, a large number of high-ranking undead regained their senses, and now they are ruled by Lady Sylvanas, which has led to a dramatic increase in the population of the Forsaken, and after gaining the understanding and approval of the people of all races, The Forsaken themselves are aware that they are a new and complete race, and they also hope to have a better living environment when they find the meaning of existence. The Eastern and Western Plagues now have a small part of the human settlement completely purified, allowing farmers of all ethnic groups to establish new towns. In most areas, large-scale rebuilding of the kingdom of the dead is underway. Most of the people who wander in the Eastern Plague region are high-level undead, or soul bodies that have retained their sanity due to serendipity, and this little girl named Pamela belongs to the latter. Recently, I led some psychics in the Eastern Plague area to assist in the census of the Eastern Plague...... Well, you should know that the undead magic of psychics was also learned from magical shrines such as Dalaran, strictly speaking, they are also a kind of magicians, and in order to fight against demons, I was interested in the spiritism that had just arisen among dark wizards at that time...... Slightly known. There were many psychics who were free from control after the war and were willing to do good, and a large number of them were under Lady Sylvanas. A small number were re-accepted by various magical groups, and Gianna also provided refuge to a portion of the psychic who had passed the scrutiny of the spirits, and it was they who I led. ”

Egwene told me about his current situation, and he was able to report to me on the new changes in the original plague zone of Azeroth, remembering that the last time I went to Lordaeron's homeland, the plague area was still ready to be completely purified into an area for human habitation. Now it seems that the Forsaken are still under the care of other races, and the East and West Plague is about to turn into an empire of the undead, which must have changed after I left there. These things may also be seen in various reports, but now that the regional problems of a single world are no longer reported directly to me and Sandora, I really don't know very well.

"Talonshire is Avena's hometown, so it's a key area for redevelopment, and it's been a longer period of planning and preparation, with only the most recent ground breaking ground. As you may not know, Avena is a well-known figure among the Forsaken. Forsaken civilians call her 'Lady Anvina' (the word 'lady' here is generally used in Azeroth's civilian circles to refer to noble women of status), or simply the undead princess - they feel that listening to the emperor's side should be a princess in the lower world, and the class view of ordinary people is quite simple. ”

I couldn't help but glance at the little ghost next to me, and found that this girl was already fluttering in a daze, okay, she tossed herself in the basement to entertain herself with the undead empire, but I didn't expect to get such a name in the world of Azeroth - although it is a title that has no credibility in the civilian circle of the Forsaken, and to be honest. I think the definition of "princess" in the world of Azeroth is really clumsy. But look at the way Avena looks. This is enough for this little maid to be in a daze for half a day.

"Ahem, Avena is the same as my sister. That's not an exaggeration. Now about the Pamela thing? I reached out to touch little Pamela's head, but was nimly dodged by the ghost girl, who seemed curious and wary of the unfamiliar environment, and seemed to be only a little closer to Anvina.

"When we found her, little Pamela's self-consciousness was still in a state of confusion, she didn't seem to realize that she was dead, she didn't even realize that the town had changed, we were going to take her to the Undercity, but then it turned out that she didn't seem to want to leave, this little girl was looking for something. We asked the soul expert to talk to the little undead, only to be surprised to hear Avena's name from her, so we contacted her. Your partner, the Shallow Housewife, acted as an intermediary – she didn't seem to be at home? ”

"Uh, she'...... I'm going to play, God knows where I am now. "Although it is said that she was going to go to the suburbs when she set off, I am honestly not surprised that she is calling me from Rio de Janeiro now.

At first, I was curious about how Pamela got in touch with Avena, the little ghost stayed at home all day, and I didn't see any outsiders she had contact with, but as soon as I heard the shallow name, I immediately felt that everything was solved: it didn't seem strange who Avena was connected to.

Looking at Pamela, who was whispering to Anvina, I felt strange, a little unreal, but more relieved. Then my attention finally focused on the last person: the pale-haired and lifeless male, the aura on his body also belonged to the spirit, but it may have been too strong before his death, this spirit was almost substantial, and I found that my previous observation of him was a bit wrong: the other party should not be as burly as I thought, his face was very thin, but the wide cloak on his body gave him a wide enough back. As we talked, the stranger never said a word, neither introduced himself. Nor did he care about the surrounding topics, he was completely immersed in his own thoughts, and covered most of his face with his somewhat long hair, and his face was hidden in shadows: he really did not look like a polite guest. Anvina was supposed to introduce the identity of the guest, but she seemed to have forgotten.

It can only be inferred from the other person's attire that this is a mage, and may have just completed a long journey: his robes are shabby.

The stranger finally awoke from his contemplation, and replied in a sullen voice, "I am Medivan...... Well. Part of it. ”

Me: "......"

"Egwene, why didn't you introduce it earlier?!" I exclaimed, I didn't expect a ...... to appear in front of me What is this, a living historical figure, huh, "Medivan?" That Medivan of Medivan? ”

Egwene froze for a moment. Shrugging: "You were asking about Pamela just now, and you didn't have time to introduce it, and...... He is indeed Medivan, but he is not my son, only a part of the latter, as you must have discovered, he is an undead and incomplete, and I don't know how to deal with this situation. ”

"I am a fragment from the Tower of Karazhan. The remnants of Medivan's soul," the undead who called himself Medivan spoke, first looking at Egwen, and then whispering, "Medivan has been scattered into many fragments, and I am the only one who has been found so far, my mother—I mean, my full mother, who advised me to come and ask for help. ”

I realized that the situation might be a little more complicated than expected. It's not just as simple as Avena greeting a few guests. So he became serious: "From the beginning, what is going on?" ”

"I used my strength to bring Medivan back from the dead." Egwene muttered, "That was years after he was killed, on the eve of the return of the forces of darkness to Azeroth. But that resurrection was not perfect, he returned to the human world in the form of a half-undead, trying to warn the human kingdom, and you should know what happened after that, his efforts failed, and in the end he could only lead Gianna and Thrall to the continent of Kalimdor. After that, I lost the news of Medivan, only to know that he was still wandering in the world. It wasn't until the Abyss Force invaded the world and the Salvation War began, I tried to find news of him, but to no avail, and after the war, I learned that his son had died again, and he might try to fight against some mutated demons, but he didn't know that those demons were no longer the kind of things he knew. This time, in order to prevent him from being resurrected, the demon split his soul into several parts, one of which was the only fragment that retained a small amount of memory and most of the amount of power, wandered unconsciously to the Karazhan Tower, where he took up residence in the Tower of the Dead, where he found the remnants of Medivan's life's strength, and slowly regained his form into the form you see. I think he's supposed to be his own child, but apparently ...... Only part of it is. ”

I didn't expect that there would be such a series of stories in the Salvation War, that the world of Azeroth did not correspond to the history I knew, and that Medivan's fate was completely different from what I remembered: he actually survived as a half-undead in the early days of the Salvation War, and died in that war, and after the war, one of his soul fragments wandered to the Karazhan Tower? I do know that the tower was still standing after the war, so we kept it as a historical monument and did not touch a single brick of it - maybe at that time, the remnant of this Medivan was already in the tower, right?

"How did you find him? You went to Karazanta again? I asked curiously.

Egwene looked a little embarrassed, and Medivin couldn't help but speak: "No, that tower is enclosed, and the time and space inside are self-contained, and no one can enter it—well, most people can't get in." Even I couldn't leave: after entering the tower, I was so distracted that I didn't know who I was or what it was, only that it was supposed to be my home, so I stayed there. Later, someone broke my predicament and freed me from this curse, and I was able to leave the tower, only to find that the world outside was vicissitudes, the familiar world world was destroyed, the land was covered with the scars of war, the entrance to the upwind path was a strange goblin town called Shun Crazy Express, and Stormwind City was full of strange recruitment advertisements and unseen machines, I followed the only sense in my soul that could point the way to find my biological mother, and then I found out, It turns out that he is already a crippled soul......"

I think I should interrupt: "You said that someone freed you from Karazan's curse to leave that tower, who did that?" Someone went in Karazhan? ”

Egwene finally felt that it was better to say it, so he nodded in a relaxed manner: "Yes, yours...... Well, she claims to be your wife, the ...... named Bubbles."

I was shocked: "What?! ”

Avena covered half of her face and said with a sigh: "Mistress Bubble said that she wanted to brush up on the King's Guardian, so she led nine mass-produced hosts to Azeroth, and they brushed Karazan, but they didn't find any monsters, only found an undead wandering inside the tower, and that undead launched an attack on them......"

Medivan spread her hands: "When I woke up, I found myself being knocked to the ground by a group of identical-looking little girls, and the lead little girl was smashing my head with a shiny hammer to equip her - and the curse was lifted." ”

Me: "...... I'm sorry......"

"No, I'm thankful that she helped me lift the curse, I remember that I had taken the initiative to attack, that they had to fight back, and that the little girls stopped and healed my injuries as soon as they found out that I had come to my senses: it was a gratitude."

Me: "......"

I want to cry without tears, do you know the Tao? I imagined countless reasons why Medivan appeared in front of my eyes, but I never expected that it was a good thing for the child's mother, that crazy game maniac finally decided to attack the real world, she really led a group of ten people to rush into Karazhan, and beat Ding Shan 54 with the echo of the only humanoid monster in it, Medivan......

Now, I'd rather go back to the house and study the pile of reports - the "leisure tasks" that the kid's mother has given herself are too colorful, right? ——

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