Chapter 573 31. Yuna's "Arming"

"boom"

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

A whole week has passed since their big adventure. The undead fleet cruising in the endless sea received an emergency call from Stormwind City. A fleet composed of 3 warships rushed to the sea area of ​​​​Ashenvale to take these daring children Sent back to the eastern continent at the fastest speed.

Now, under Tyrion's silent gaze, the three bear children look at each other and I look at you. Obviously, they all feel the anger from the high lord, and beside them, Anduin with a nervous face wants to say something What, but seeing Uncle Tyrion's gloomy expression, he closed his mouth rationally.

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

The sisters went out to play, but did not bring him, which made Anduin feel as if he was excluded from the team.

"Audacious! Reckless! Reckless!"

Words of reprimand came out of Tyrion's mouth one after another, making the heads of the girls lower.

"Three little ones dare to cross the enemy's battle zone. Do you really think that your little power can protect you? Or do you think the night elves' sentry troops are not worth mentioning?"

The big lord's fingers were dancing on the table, he was a little irritable and a little scared.

If Aurelia hadn't sent a few blood maids to follow these little ones at all times, if there was a little accident, he would not be able to forgive himself in his heart, and besides Dornan, the forces behind the two girls were also very strong. Not small, once they are in danger, the Defias Federation and the Council of Forgotten Kings will definitely explode.

While speaking, he glanced at Anduin. Fortunately, Dornan still had a semblance of reason besides the nonsense. If Anduin also joined in this adventure, everything would be messed up.

"Is that what Windsor taught you?"

Tyrion said:

"You guys are so disappointing. Do you know how much pressure your Auntie Tiffany has endured because of your private departure? General Dai Lin's fleet was forced to put down the mission of exploring the Broken Isles and the southern waters. Because of the nonsense of the three of you! Do you know how much pressure this will put on the operation of the entire Dark Blade system?"

"We knew we were wrong, Dad."

Dornan raised his head quickly, and glanced at Tyrion's face. She muttered an apology, but without much sincerity, which made Tyrion rub his forehead. He had a feeling of wanting to get angry. Thoughts, but the powerful manipulation of emotions by the Necromancer made him calm down quickly.

"Facts have proved that you little ones lack self-control, and you will be punished if you do something wrong..."

"Dornan, I will send you back to Draenor and continue your studies on the Throne of the Elements. I will not allow you to leave until you master the essence of shamanism. Alleria will supervise you instead of me... .you better stop messing around!"

This punishment made Dornan couldn't help raising her head. She wanted to refute, but seeing the serious look in her father's eyes, the little girl pursed her mouth and stopped talking.

"And then you, Vanessa, I have already contacted Speaker Edwin, and the speaker allowed me to discipline you instead of him."

The great lord gave a treat:

"Since you plan to practice on the path of an assassin, then you shouldn't waste your talent. Azeroth's famous assassin organization Thieves Academy has also opened a branch in Draenor. I will send you to Master Assassin Jing Blade, you also cannot return to Azeroth until you have her approval."

"Huh?"

Vanessa tilted her head and looked at Tyrion. After confirming that the high lord was not joking, there was a hint of joy in her eyes.

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 tireless. She is more willing to be an assassin than a noble lady, who is naturally adventurous. Master, this can be regarded as fulfilling her wish.

"And finally you, Taelia."

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

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

It was a small bottle containing a golden-red liquid. Taelia held it in her hand, and she could feel the warmth of the liquid even through the thick bottle.

"I know what's in your heart, girl, I won't persuade you to forget it, and I won't force you to change your mind, but you are very talented, child, since you have talent, you can't waste it."

Tyrion tapped the table and said to Taelia:

"I will also send you to Draenor. In the Nagrand Grassland, those orc clans have restarted the sacred gladiatorial ceremony. You will enter it as a warrior apprentice. I will select qualified mentors for you. I will give you Everything you need... If you agree, keep this vial of dragon's blood, it will give you power beyond the shackles of your race."

"After you become a real warrior, I will give you the chance you want!"

The great lord leaned back on the chair, his eyes slightly closed:

"A chance to challenge me."

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

"Then go. Tomorrow, someone will send you away from Azeroth. The next time you return, it will probably be a few years later. I hope that by then, you will understand the responsibilities on your shoulders. duty of."

The three girls left Tyrion's mansion under the leadership of the high-ranking knights. Anduin, who was sitting on the side, was a little sad. He thought he was going to be separated from his sisters, but before the little prince's tears fell , Tyrion said again:

"Little Anduin, after being frightened this time, your mother decided to take you back to the safety of Draenor, so don't worry that you will be separated from these bear children, but you also have your own lessons to learn. Light perception and talent are the most powerful of all humans I have ever seen, you shouldn't waste him."

Tyrion tapped his fingers on the table:

"So, after going back this time, I will find qualified mentors for you and Sarantia, who is also blessed by the Holy Light, and teach you how to use your own power. You are old enough for combat training."

"But Uncle Tyrion, isn't the Holy Light the enemy of the dead?"

Little Anduin's worries were dispelled. He widened his eyes and asked curiously:

"Why do you still want me to learn Holy Light?"

"For power is neither good nor evil, child."

Tyrion looked at Anduin and said seriously and seriously:

"Holy light is pure power, no different from death, arcane, and life. It is your will that really determines where it is used. Just like a sword will not take the initiative to commit crimes, the person who holds the sword should Take responsibility for strength."

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

"You are going to Shattrath City to follow Adal to learn the manipulation of the Holy Light, but you have to remember, Anduin, don't be influenced by the naaru...Although they also claim to be the incarnation of the Holy Light, they are not .Naru also have their own thinking and will, their beliefs and teachings may not necessarily be absolutely correct, you have to have your own ideas.”

Tyrion touched the head of Anduin who seemed to understand, and 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 asked:

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

Hearing this question, Tyrion, who was sitting on the chair, showed a calm smile, and he nodded to Anduin:

"No, you won't..."

"You'll be stronger than me, better than me, greater than me..."

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"Um..."

Yuna sat cross-legged on the dead man's coffin, leaning on her chin in a child's unique way, looking at Tyrion sitting opposite her, the latter was expressionless, while Yuna frowned from time to time, she greatly Her eyes were no longer dull, on the contrary, the girl's eyes were full of brilliance.

To describe it in a no exaggerated word, this child now has a pair of bright eyes like stars.

"You are 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 don't... you only have pointy ears, and your face is so thin and scarred, completely without me As handsome as I imagined."

"Yeah, I regret being friends with you."

Yuna's statement made Tyrion roll his eyes, and he asked back:

"When your eyes couldn't see, I didn't see you talking so much. Now that I can see, you have become a picky and bad girl... Tell me about that voice again, you heard that voice, did you see her?"

"No!"

Yuna grabbed a piece of green-speckled mushroom from the plate in front of her, stuffed it into her mouth, and while eating, the juice splashed, shook her head, blinked and said:

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

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

"Well, that sister must be very beautiful, at least she must be much prettier than you."

"I'm not ugly either."

Tyrion retorted weakly, then rubbed his chin, and said softly:

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

"What does this mean...Could it be that Elune really took action to help you erase the darkness in front of you? It stands to reason that she does have this ability, but why would she do this? And if she has Say to me, why don't you show up in person, but ask you to bring me a word?"

"Ah, what a headache."

Hearing Tyrion's complaints, Yuna's eating speed also slowed down. This little ghost of ten thousand years didn't really dislike Tyrion, but after regaining her light, she was using this kind of slapstick Way to play with Tyrion.

After a few minutes, Yuna finished her "lunch", she clapped her hands, wiped her mouth, then stretched out her hand towards Tyrion, blinked her big eyes, and said softly:

"Although Yuna hasn't found the crown, nor Nur, nor the star wand, but after you can see the light, Yuna can take you to the Shadow Realm first."

"Um?"

Tyrion narrowed his eyes immediately, and he looked at Yuna seriously:

"Do you know how to take me there?"

"Yes!"

Yuna patted her chest confidently:

"I can see 'the way'! Follow that way, and you'll go into that world...but we can't fight, because I don't have the crown yet, I don't have Nur, I don't have the wand that shoots the stars yet! "

"Wait, what is Nuer?"

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

"What is the Star Wand?"

"Nur is Nuer, and Nuer is Yuna's good friend. As long as Nuer is around, Yuna will not 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. The wand shoots out stars. Bad guys hate stars! And to defeat the darkness, you need a crown, but Yuna No... so the two of us can only enter that world quietly without being discovered, because we can't beat those villains..."

While talking, the little ghost reached out to Tyrion again, her eyes were full of happiness and anxiety:

"So, are you going back with Yuna? That voice is calling me to go back...but I'm a little scared, will you protect me?"

"Good friend... Tyrion?"