Chapter 635 10. Father and Son

On the Nagrand Grassland, in the blink of an eye, three days have passed since the Champions Cup gladiatorial match. The first round of the match has ended. 32 powerful gladiator teams have already qualified after fighting, including several world-famous teams from Draenor. The gladiator group, and the gladiator group organized by the black iron slave owners of Azeroth, the death row group from the 13th district, and the "Black Specter" group that has truly become the big dark horse that everyone is looking forward to.

During these 3 days of competition, Black Phantom showed a shockingly powerful strength. All 5 games were won with absolute repression, and humans also discovered that the composition of the gladiators in this gladiator group is very complicated. There are humans, elves, draenei, and orcs, which made the audience wildly speculate about the origin of this gladiator group.

On the official handicap of the Dark Blade Consortium, although Black Phantom's bets on winning the championship are not as high as those of the veteran gladiator groups, they are already far ahead of the rookie groups participating in the Champions Cup for the first time.

But this gladiator group is very low-key and mysterious. They refuse to visit from all forces. When there is no competition, they stay quietly in the Nagrand Grassland, in their own camp. The design of the camp is similar to that of ordinary gladiators. It's not the same, it's very similar to the camp structure in the human army.

At this time, in the depths of the Black Phantom's camp, the true leader of the Black Phantom, the self-exiled king Varian Wrynn, was walking around in the tent with some uneasiness, not because of the upcoming gladiatorial knockout match, Fighting has never made Varian feel pressured. In the years of gladiatorial career, he has gone from a weak fighter who can't even beat ogres to a top-level fighter who knows anger well. warrior.

Not only Varian's martial skills, but also his will were tempered by constant fighting, just like the night he will never forget, when Tyrion Dawnblade snatched his son and wife, Those words left behind.

In this painful and crazy furnace, Varian, a piece of peerless steel, is being tempered bit by bit, becoming a sharp blade capable of severing fate.

But... Several years of gladiatorial career left him not only a good body and steel will, not only great strength, not only elite combat skills... but also companions, more than 400 willing Follow his companions, a warband he founded, not because of the power that Wrynn's surname brings, but because of the power that truly belongs to Varian.

This is the strength he can safely give back on the battlefield. Compared with the cold term of warband, they are more like a family, a family united by Varian.

"Boss, I've searched almost the entire grassland."

The tall orc gladiator Bro Eddie Bloodfist walked into the tent. He looked at the anxious Varian who was pacing back and forth, and said in a deep voice:

"Old Job also searched the entire arena, but we didn't find Valeera... I want to know what the two of you were arguing about. She may have left, left, like a bear As skin left us..."

"She won't leave, Bloodfist."

Varian shook his head and said:

"The conflict between me and Valeera...that's just a personal matter. Valeera won't abandon us at this time, I believe she won't."

"Head, seriously..."

The stout orc gladiator who had been with Varian for several years lost to Varian's Black Wraith in the arena of Dire Maul, but Varian spared his life and paid him to be released from the The slave owner named Rhaegar redeemed him. Since then, Bloodfist has been loyal to Varian. Of course, this is also the reason why Bloodfist appreciates Varian's fighting spirit.

Earning the friendship of the orcs is easy as long as you're a true warrior.

But Broedy is also very aware of the tangled feelings between his leader and the second leader, Valeera Sangunar, who was one of the gladiators who originally teamed up with Varian, and the two of them were fighting Forged a deep friendship in the middle, the two obviously admired each other, but his leader seemed to hide too much pain in his heart, he rejected Valeera's affection time and time again, which made the blood fist onlookers feel it To the disappointment of the high elf assassin.

And the current situation is like after they won the championship in the arena in Stranglethorn Vale, the elder of the black ghost, the violent druid Brock. Ann accepts Valeera's affections as his daughter, but Varian still refuses...

In this matter, Varian's will seemed to be stronger than steel.

"You broke her heart, Head."

The orc shrugged and said to Varian:

"Maybe she has been waiting for you to find her in person, I think, if you don't show up, she won't show up, you know how strong Valeera's stealth ability is, she doesn't want us to find her, we will never Don't try to find her...and, boss, you are too...too cruel to Valeera, even an orc like me can't stand it."

"She has paid so much for you, you should at least..."

"Enough! Blood Fist!"

Varian interrupted the orc's persuasion anxiously. He put his hands on the table, and he said in a desolate whisper:

"You don't understand, Valeera is a good woman, but I can't...I can't betray myself, do you understand? I have a heavy fate to bear, and I can't involve her...Forget it, I'll go find it myself, which direction did she go when she left last night?"

"North, over the sacred mountain of Oshu'gun, but... I've already looked for it, and it's not there."

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At the moment when the halo of twilight shrouded the foot of the sacred mountain of Oshu'gun, the girl warriors Taelia and Dornan rode a small motorcycle, pulling a padded carriage, and the unconscious high elf was being thrown in the carriage Here, a group of people are returning in the direction of the arena.

The little ones who came with them were being played around the holy mountain by Vanessa, and Anduin’s special discovery surprised the little ones. In this case, did they protect themselves after just eating the barbecue? The children with abilities obviously shouldn't be involved in this matter, so they decided to return by themselves and send this high elf to the Tyrion couple.

"Is she dying?"

While driving the motorcycle, Dornan looked back at the high elf assassin curled up in pain from time to time. She blinked and asked:

"She looked miserable."

"Don't talk nonsense, Dornan."

Sitting in the carriage, Anduin and Sarantia kept trying to heal the suffering elf with holy light, but the two children's holy light spells didn't work, and Anduin took off the elf's scarlet gauntlet , he turned the elf's wrist, and said to Dornan and Taelia:

"Look at this! She has a cursed rune in her hand. I heard from General Sarantis in Shattrath City that this should be a curse, so it doesn't look like just a magic addiction, Uncle Tyrion There must be a way to save her."

"whispering sound"

Dornan snorted disdainfully, rolled her eyeballs, and said to Taelia beside her:

"Anduin must have thought so hard because he saw that elf is beautiful, that little pervert!"

"Well...you say it like this, it is indeed...possible!"

Taelia frowned, and after a mess of thinking, she actually nodded:

"You see, he always likes to play with Sarantia. He probably likes elves, eh...boys are so disgusting! Such messy things at such a young age."

The chatter between the two precocious girls didn't disturb Anduin's treatment. He didn't save Valeera because of her beauty, even though this elf was considered a high elf even among the high elves that are rich in handsome men and beautiful women. Outstanding beauty, but Anduin really didn't think so much, he was just because of his instinctive kindness.

"Valeera...you have to persevere."

Anduin picked up the handkerchief and helped the painful high elf assassin wipe the sweat from his forehead. He said to the unconscious elf:

"Soon, soon someone will rescue you."

"Recovery"

As soon as the little prince finished speaking, there was a neighing sound of war horses. The next moment, a warrior wearing black armor and a horned helmet fell from the sky and fell in front of this small convoy. Dornan and Taelia slammed on the brakes, and amidst a sharp sound of mechanical friction, the motorcycle stopped in place, but the carriage behind continued to move forward.

So after a while of flying around, Varian looked at the screaming children who were piled up together under the overturned carriage, and the two weird-looking cars that were overturned to the side. Engineering Mechanics, and Valeera who was thrown straight out of the car...his teammates who left angrily after arguing with each other.

"Ah, the magic addiction broke out again, no wonder...poor."

Varian bent down and embraced the unconscious Valeera in his arms. The high elf assassin also seemed to feel a familiar breath. She groaned in a coma and hugged Varian's arm with difficulty.

"Boys, thank you, I really appreciate..."

After confirming that Valeera was fine, Varian heaved a sigh of relief. He raised his head and walked forward, turning over the slightly heavy carriage. He wanted to thank these strange children, but he Before he finished speaking, he saw Anduin with his eyes closed tightly, stretching out his arms to protect several girls. He saw the face that resembled him, the iconic short blond hair, and The slightly worn Wrynn family crest pinned to Anduin's collar.

At this moment, Varian stood up abruptly, as if seeing the most frightening thing, as if there was a red-hot iron in front of him, he staggered back a few steps, after several years of fighting career The iron thinking cultivated in the training collapsed at this moment.

He was completely unprepared... He didn't even think that he would see his son who had been away for several years in this situation... It was like a "surprise" prepared for him by this damn fate, Surprisingly, at this moment, Varian actually felt at a loss, just like the feeling he had set foot on the arena for the first time, but at that time he could calm himself down with weapons and hatred, but what about now?

How should he calm down?

"Ah! It's the black ghost!"

The heavy carriage was pulled away, and Dornan was the first to open her eyes. She raised her head dizzily, and saw the powerful gladiator in front of her in the arena, which made Dornan utter With a scream of joy, the children got up one after another, surrounded Varian who was holding Valeera, and looked at him with "idol" eyes.

Varian's several battles in the arena almost all ended with a clean crush, and he was taciturn, solitary, and didn't care about the audience's thoughts at all. Instead, the unique temperament that enveloped him attracted him. There are a lot of fans, especially young people, who generally think that Black Specter is very Cooooool!

The children flocked around and Varian wiped his face subconsciously. The heavy full-face black iron helmet was still on his head, which made Varian heave a sigh of relief. He didn't know what to do at this time. Shouldn't have met Anduin, he didn't even know if there were Dark Blade spies around.

He wanted to just turn around and leave, but seeing Anduin's puzzled eyes mixed with excitement, Varian couldn't move forward with his legs.

"Thank you, boys..."

Varian said in a deep voice, his intentionally thickened voice was transmitted through the helmet, and it seemed muffled. He hugged Valeera and nodded slightly to the children:

"Thank you for saving my companion."

As he spoke, he took out a black ghost logo from Valeera's pocket and waved it in front of the children, proving his relationship with Valeera. Black ghost's sincere thanks made the children even more excited , Like a fan meeting an idol, excited and not knowing what to do, Dornan stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the dagger in Varian's waist, which made Varian subconsciously take a step back.

His mind was a little confused, he didn't know what to say, so he could only stand there blankly, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. Anduin always felt that the eyes of this powerful gladiator in front of him were always faintly discernible. stay on him.

This made the little prince scratch his head. He picked up his scooter and said to Varian in front of him:

"Ms. Valeera's addiction and the curse have struck together. She is in great pain, but my uncle should have a way to remove the curse. Do you want to go with us? Black Specter... We all adore you. "

"Your uncle?"

Varian's eyes dimmed, and he said softly:

"Is it Tyrion?"

"Huh? You know his name? How do you know that!"

When Tyrion's name came out of Varian's mouth, not only did Anduin take a step back, Dornan and Taelia even took out weapons from the storage ring, Sarantia hid After Anduin's death, although the four children were sometimes crazy, they were not stupid. Anduin never showed his identity, and the existence of the children of the Dark Temple was kept secret, and it was impossible for outsiders to know !

The only explanation is that the gladiator in front of him has been in contact with Dark Blade, but maybe he is not a friend.

With blinding lightning in her hands, Dornan shouted sharply:

"Who the hell are you! Tell me!"

Varian immediately realized that he had made a mistake. He looked at Anduin's vigilant gaze and the holy light shining in Anduin's hand. He took a step back and raised his left hand to signal that he was not malicious. His thoughts It was running wildly, and finally, amidst the hostility of the children, he let out a long sigh.

"because I am..."

Varian stared at Anduin, "I am your father" he really couldn't say, finally, his eyes narrowed a little, and then said in a low voice:

"Because I'm your father's friend, little Anduin...he told me about you, he told me about your birthday, which is seven days from now, right? And when we parted last time, he Give it to me, this!"

A silver coin with Wrynn's emblem engraved on it was thrown out of Varian's hand and fell at Anduin's feet. The little prince picked up the quaint silver coin, and he stroked the "Varian. Wrynn" and "Tiffany Allianne", after a few seconds, Anduin raised his head, a look of grievance appeared in his blue eyes, he looked at Varian, he asked softly arrive:

"Then where is my father now? It's been so long, why didn't he come to pick me up and my mother?"

"click"

Hearing this question, the dagger that belonged to Valeera that Varian held tightly in his hand suddenly broke due to the powerful blessing at this moment.