Chapter 441 12. The Burden of Relatives
In the cool night, in the cemetery behind Windrunner Manor, Lilas's robe fluttered slightly in the wind. He stood in the deepest part of the cemetery, standing in front of General Liresa's tombstone, silent, quiet, very resembling Sculpture in the dark.
His blue eyes looked at the tombstone in front of him, as if he saw his mother who died in the war. There was a softness in those watery eyes, which was the unique emotion deep in the hearts of members of the Windrunner family. Under the firm will, there is always a slight sensibility hidden, and in the depths of his eyes, there is a deep shame.
Like a child who has done something wrong, begging for forgiveness from his mother.
But he couldn't wait for the forgiveness he wanted, because some things, once started, are hard to undo.
"I look forward to getting good news from you, Mr. Lilas, Quel'Thalas needs good news, especially when the mage group supporting humans has suffered heavy losses, the entire restless country is in desperate need of good news .”
A soft and magnetic voice sounded from behind Lilas. The moment he heard the voice, Lilas clenched his fists hidden in the robe.
In the darkness behind him, a faint teleportation light was breaking, and walking out of it was an archmage with a simple staff and white hair. In the passage of time, his face had Wrinkles did not destroy the overall beauty of the face. On the contrary, under the tempering of the years, this old elf was like a hidden rock under the water, and it became more and more stable after being washed away.
"I did as you said."
Lilas himself may not have noticed that his voice was a little trembling. In the terrible situation where the eldest sister surrendered to the enemy, the second sister was seriously injured, and the third sister was imprisoned, he has become the only pillar of the Windrunner family. Now, he is facing With a difficult choice.
To maintain loyalty, or to embrace family affection?
"But I heard a hint of resentment in your voice, did I hear it wrong?"
The old elf mage coughed twice, and said softly:
"Don't do this, Mr. Lilas, I'm not forcing you to make a difficult choice, I'm just "asking" you to tell the truth to Mistress Blood, I didn't let you deceive her, I didn't let you hurt your relatives, just That's all."
"Then what?"
Lilas took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The young man was not stupid, and he said in a hoarse voice:
"You asked me to turn my mutual affection into shackles, and lock them tightly on my sisters, and use this shackles to lead her into the trap you set up... Didn't you tell me that I will be loyal to Quelza forever? Has the Windrunner family of Lars reached the most critical moment? Didn’t the lawbreakers under your command break into my house, and took Vereesa away in front of us?”
"I'm not stupid, Senator Dar'Khan, don't talk to me like a child... If standing here is my sister, Ms. Sylvanas, the ranger-general of Quel'Thalas, Or my mother, do you still dare to say that you are for us?"
A series of questions from Lilas made the archmage behind him a little embarrassed, but after a while, his expression calmed down again:
"You mean we did something wrong?"
"You mean, the blood of the dragon king in Ms. Vereesa's hand was obtained through a "normal" way?"
"You mean, the undead dwarf we captured secretly protecting her was only out of true "friendship"?"
"Mr. Lilas, you are very young. In time, you will definitely become an important pillar of the entire Quel'Thalas, just like your mother, just like your sister. Think about Ms. Cirvanas' decision , she promised the parliament that she would personally capture her younger sister, and she chose loyalty without hesitation between family love and loyalty..."
The old elf's voice was soft, like an elder persuading young people. He paused for a moment, glanced at Lilas' posture, and then said:
"I'm not trying to guide your thoughts, but she is your role model, and I think you are very clear... Once the dragons discover that Ms. Vereesa's hiding of the Dragon King's blood will have serious consequences for the entire Quill What kind of influence did Salas have..."
The senior member of the Silvermoon Council, Darkan Drahir, shook his head lightly. He held the short staff in his hands with both hands, and said softly:
"I have never doubted Windrunner's loyalty to Quel'Thalas. In fact, I respect any hero of the Windrunner family, even Tyrion. Dawn Blade and Blood Mistress Alleria, in Before it fell into darkness, they were the mainstay of defending this country, and as my friends and I promised you... we will not hurt her."
"Hemophilia is a disease, Mr. Lilas, there are records about hemophilia in the ancient books of our ancestors... You have seen it with your own eyes, and I have never forgotten our promise. We are only here to cure her.. .Of course, when necessary, her existence can keep the last spark for Quel'Thalas."
This remark is reasonable, especially when it comes from a high-ranking congressman. It is so perfect that Lilas cannot refute it. In fact, Lilas Windrunner has never forgotten that in the past few days , in the face of the persecution of the entire Silvermoon Council, the scene where Darkan stood up and spoke for him.
At that time, his speech was as irrefutable as it is now.
In the icy wind, Lilas turned around, and he looked at the congressman in front of him, his blue eyes shining with the last hesitation:
"But you will piss him off!"
Thus said the young elf:
"Even the emperor of mankind and the most elite soldiers of mankind cannot defeat him. You are imprisoning my sister at this moment, which will undoubtedly make him direct the war against Quel'Thalas. You keep saying that you will Protect the country, but you're really just starting a war."
"well..."
Councilor Darkan sighed, his green eyes narrowed, and a light flashed in them:
"Do you really think so? Mr. Lilas, do you have the same idea as those ignorant people? In your heart, do you still retain the naive mentality that the undead will coexist peacefully with us? Because of what? "
He seems to be very good at dealing with young people. At the right moment, there is a hint of sarcasm in his voice:
"Let me guess. Probably, you think that Tyrion Dawnblade, whom you have regarded as your own brother since childhood, would give up his war against Quel'Thalas because of his feelings for the Windrunner family. ?”
"madness!"
Darkan's voice became sharper:
"Very stupid! Personal feelings are affecting you, Mr. Lilas, think of your sister, Lady Sylvanas, who is wiser than you. She knows very well that the war between the undead and Quel'Thalas It is inevitable, whether we prepare or not, it will happen sooner or later, after the defeat of the Imperium of Man, Quel'Thalas will lose its last bastion, can we stop them?"
"Unfortunately, at present, we can't!"
Senator Silvermoon's scolding voice echoed in the wind blowing in the cemetery:
"Instead of human beings collapsed under the weight of the undead, it is better to hold on to the trump card that is close at hand when there is still a choice, Aurelia Windrunner, your sister, the rebellion of the Windrunner family The eldest daughter, the frightening Mistress of Blood, is the trump card we need... With the trump card in hand, whether it is advancing or retreating, the initiative is in our hands!"
"This will indeed trigger a war, but the undead have to break through the human defenses before they can reach Quel'Thalas. Most importantly, for thousands of years, the royal party and the parliament have been united unprecedentedly to plan this event together ...the emperor of mankind is eager for all hope of victory, and he is willing to take risks with us, do you understand?"
Darkan took a step forward, stretched out his slightly old fingers, and touched Lilas's chest. He looked at Lilas in front of him with narrowed eyes:
"All the forces in the northern border have united. Do you want to stand in front of it? You will be easily crushed... This is no longer the internal affairs of the Windrunner family. Mr. Lilas, you have to understand that this The future of Quel'Thalas is at stake."
"Unfortunately, I will not seek your opinion on this kind of matter...because your identity is not important enough."
Lilas' cheeks were flushed, and he didn't know whether it was because he was being forced or ridiculed. He breathed heavily, and after a while, he whispered:
"But whether my sister will risk returning, I don't know...I'm not sure. Her guards seem to be protecting her, but they also seem to be on Tyrion's mission. They will prevent her from coming back."
"Well, as I said, any adventure has the possibility of failure, we can only do our best, and then leave the power of choice to fate."
Councilor Darkan reached out and patted Lilas on the shoulder, and he said softly in an earnest tone to his younger generation:
"You did a good job, Mr. Lilas, your mission is completed, now, go and take your seriously injured sister to Silvermoon City, Windrunner Manor will be handed over to us...it will soon be Battlefield, you and Ms. Sylvanas have contributed to Silvermoon City and proved your loyalty to Quel'Thalas, you should not stay here."
"Finally, I emphasize again that we will not foolishly hurt the Blood Mistress... We will not do things that are meaningless except to vent our anger. Please give your compatriots a little confidence."
Councilor Darkan calmly ended the exchange with one sentence, but in fact, no matter from which direction you look at it, this is Darkan's unilateral crushing of Lilas. Neither his will nor his will could be compared with the old fox in the Silvermoon Council. He was crushed to pieces like a failed warrior.
After Darkan left, Lilas looked back at his mother's tombstone. An indescribable shame filled his heart. He could even see his mother's cold gaze, which made him turn around and leave the cemetery quickly. It's like running away in embarrassment.
Ten minutes later, Lilas pushed a movable hospital bed and walked out of the Windrunner Manor. Under the moonlight of Quel'Thalas, on the hospital bed lay the unconscious Cylvana. Si Windrunner, the current Ranger General of Quel'Thalas, this powerful woman has never been so vulnerable. Her abdomen and half of her body are covered with bandages. Blood oozes.
A few days ago, the Silvermoon Council found Alfonso Lei Ming, a necromancer dwarf who was hiding in the woods and secretly delivering news to Vereesa and Ronin near the Windrunner Manor. He suddenly appeared when Vereesa and Alfonso met, and found evidence that Vereesa hid the blood of the Dragon King on the spot. It was sent back to Silvermoon City.
The cunning MP Darkan sent the news to Sylvanas, and the angry Ranger General led his troops back to the Windrunner Manor, blocking Vereesa who was trying to leave secretly. She did not explain to Vereesa In the past few years, the two sisters, who gradually had conflicts because of Aurelia's affairs, fought in the manor, and in anger, Cirvanas underestimated the enemy...
The battle lasted only five minutes, and a quarter of the Windrunner Manor was destroyed. Vereesa was finally captured and thrown into the mana cage of Silvermoon City. Dora blocked several attacks for Cirvanas at the most critical time. I am afraid that the body of the ranger general will be torn apart by Vereesa who has greatly increased his strength but cannot use it well...
"Lilas...Lilas, come to me."
Under the moonlight, on the road leading to Silvermoon City, in the swaying carriage, Cirvanas lying on the hospital bed suddenly woke up. She opened her eyes with difficulty, calling out her brother's name, and some Lilas, who was distracted, was awakened. He hurriedly half-kneeled in front of his sister's hospital bed, and handed a portion of spring water to her mouth.
"Aurelia, tell her, don't come back... go, go!"
After taking a sip of water, Cirvanas became more conscious. She weakly grabbed her brother's wrist and said to him softly:
"It's all a conspiracy. Darkan and the king took advantage of the conflicts between our relatives... They provoked a dispute. Go, Lilas, and prevent my sister from coming back!"
"It's late, sister."
Lilas gritted his teeth and said:
"After you fell into a coma, the MPs brought me to the parliament. Darkan took advantage of my weakness. I already... I told the elder sister the truth, but her guards will prevent her from coming back. They are very Tough, I saw it with my own eyes, they have the ability to stop my sister, she will not come back, she will not fall into Darkan's trap."
"Snapped"
A weak slap slapped Liras on the cheek. In extreme anger, Cirvanas struggled to support her body, and the wound on her abdomen burst again. She looked at her young brother, biting tooth:
"Stupid! Stupid! He thought Tyrion would negotiate terms with him because his sister was held hostage? Stupid! You were brought up by him, in your mind... ahem, he is a...he Is he someone who can compromise?"
"Aurelia, who is by his side, is the last hope for Quel'Thalas to save the fire, but not in a way of being held hostage! You will only make him hate Quel'Thalas even more, and your stupidity will be completely destroyed. ruin this country..."
"but you!"
Lilas covered his cheeks. Although the slap didn't hurt, his sister's gaze made him feel like falling into an ice cave. He subconsciously retorted:
"Didn't you give everything to Quel'Thalas too? Dar'Khan said it was proof of the loyalty of House Windrunner...the king was on his side."
"Windrunner family... ahem, it is enough for me to sacrifice everything for Quel'Thalas!"
Cirvanas coughed up bright red blood from her mouth, she climbed down from the hospital bed with great difficulty, she held her brother's face, and said in a mournful voice:
"I never wanted to involve you... Find a chance to leave, Lilas, go to Stratholme to find Rhonin... Ahem, Vereesa told me everything... go to him, Before they do something stupid, take Aurelia, send her...send her back, let her continue...continue to appease the devil, Tyrion will not go completely crazy if she is by his side. ..”
"Don't worry about me, idiot, I won't die here... Go!"