Chapter 741 61. Ghost Returns Home (Part 2)

"I am willing to use the whereabouts of the Tidal Stone as a bargaining chip, and I can even help you get it back."

In the "Lonely" castle in the realm of the dead, Prince Farondis, who existed in a special state, no longer had the elegance he had before. He asked the great lord sitting in front of him in a sincere and urgent tone:

"Please kindly share this "freedom" that we have hoped for for 10,000 years with my people. This is the best gift they can get..."

Prince Farondis does not have a "body" in the traditional sense, but the death energy that exists everywhere in the realm of death has created a "energy body" for him, which can be touched and enjoy food and wine like a real body , The extreme fit of thinking and body will not even affect the perception of will. In addition to having no flesh and blood, in this world of the soul, Prince Farondis seems to be truly "reborn".

The curse that was cast down ten thousand years ago, the memory that has been tormenting his mind, the shackles of the soul, completely disappeared in this piece of land that was not under Azshara's management.

The freedom of the body is only insignificant, what is more important is the freedom of the soul... the freedom of the soul!

Prince Farondis is the most special ghost in the ruins of Azsuna, probably because Queen Azshara did not want the rebel to spend the curse of immortality easily, so she let Farondis out All the ghosts except Sri Lanka are trapped in a kind of fault of memory. Those ghosts have lost the concept of the passage of time, and their souls are trapped in the fragments of life, trying to break the cycle over and over again, But they can't!

The terrible cycle of 10,000 years has caused these cursed ghosts to fall into chaos and madness in their thinking. In fact, the ghosts that naturally occur in the world of Azeroth due to various accidents have a somewhat abnormal concept of time. The performance is extremely stubborn, unless there is a strong impact of facts, otherwise their thinking will stay at the moment of death forever, and they will continue to repeat that terrible encounter in time.

In other words, it is normal that there is only Farondis as a ghost in the entire Azsuna, and everyone else has gone crazy. They cursed Farondis crazily. Suna caused this terrible reality, they would not listen to Farondis' explanation, and they were unwilling to accept the reality. The ghosts who once loved the leader turned into the most resentful lunatics, constantly using various vicious curses Treat the only sober person with cold violence.

Queen Azshara tortured Farondis in this way as punishment for his betrayal.

It has to be said that women's anger and revenge are the most terrifying things in the world. They can even transcend time and turn into substantial resentment in ten thousand years to continuously attack Farondis' will... So here again Once again, don't mess with women, especially those with great power.

Facing the plea of ​​Prince Farondis, Tyrion shook the wine glass in his hand, and in the light refracted by the dark red wine, the high lord said softly:

"Forget the Tidestone, that thing seems to me to be nothing more than a trivial decoration... Why don't you talk about yourself? Is it because you betrayed Azshara?"

The great lord took a sip of the fine wine, and said with great interest:

"I guess that must be a great story..."

"No, that's not great at all."

Prince Farondis sat back on the chair, covering his face with his hands like a frustrated person, and said softly:

"I was a bad leader, I was blind, I chose a wrong path, and ended up letting my people bear the disaster for me, it was my stupidity to let my people rest in peace after death, my failure. ..Let them become what they are now, ghosts and ghosts..."

"Um?"

Tyrion narrowed his eyes:

"This sounds like the beginning of a family story... Come on, Farondis, share it, and if I find this story to please my heart, maybe, I will grant your request..."

Prince Farondis froze for a moment. He looked at Tyrion. After confirming that the latter was not joking, the prince sat up straight. His eyes fell on the burning fireplace in front of him. In the beating of the flames, he seemed to be Seeing visions of the past, he whispered:

"That's actually... a very simple matter."

"Ten thousand years ago, a few months before the War of the Ancients, I was Queen Azshara's magic advisor. It was just an honorary title. All magic princes have this title. The only special thing is that I ruled The next city, Naxalas, is very close to Jin Azshara, so I visit the Queen more often than other magic princes."

"I thought it was an honor..."

Farondis shook his head: "But it turned out that it wasn't..."

"When I met Queen Azshara one time, I smelled some special energy that I had never been exposed to in her gorgeous palace like heaven. It was a kind of magical power that was biased towards destruction and destruction. Driven by my heart, I followed the trail left by that energy all the way from Jin Azshara to the Well of Eternity...I discovered the secret hidden by the beautiful queen I swore allegiance to."

"She was using the energy of the Well of Eternity to summon demons... from the Destroyer among the stars, the amount made my scalp tingle, I didn't know what to do at the time, I couldn't betray the Queen, and I couldn't pass this news It leaked out...so I sneaked back to Narthalas, I don't know, and I thought the Supreme Queen had been lulled to sanity by a demon."

The magic prince 10,000 years ago showed a hesitant smile:

"I went back to the place where I was born, and I called my friends, the other magic princes, including Torsedrin who was very young at the time, and they told me that the queen was not seduced, the demons were the queen Actively summoned, the queen signed a secret agreement with the leaders of those demons."

"I was at a loss when I learned the truth. Maybe I should, like my companions, continue to serve the queen and comply with all her demands, but...but I can't."

"I study the magic of alien creatures. I know very well that rashly summoning a group of destroyers into my own world will cause terrible consequences. I tried to persuade the queen, but we had a quarrel. We have always ruled with wisdom and majesty. The queen of the empire became stubborn and unconvincing, she scolded me, she ordered me to obey... At that moment, I knew that my beloved queen had stepped into an abyss."

Farondis clenched his fists. Even though ten thousand years had passed, the flame in his eyes still did not go out, and his voice became firm:

"I want to save her... The first step is to get rid of the demon's influence on the Queen, but I can't destroy the demon portal opened by the Well of Eternity. It is protected by the Well of Eternity. I have to come up with another way." , So, I found the fetish hidden deep in the treasure house at the Narsalas School of Magic where I studied magic... the Tidal Stone."

"I can't use it, it doesn't recognize me, but there is no doubt that this fetish contains great power, and the most wonderful thing is that this fetish hates demons and evil energy very much, I just need to silence it Putting the sound into the Well of Eternity, the confrontation between the two energies is enough to completely destroy the portal...Unfortunately, just when I was about to carry out this adventure plan...it leaked."

Tyrion handed a glass of wine to Farondis at the right time, and the latter took it in his hand and drank it down. He said in a painful voice:

"Vandos, a member of the court of Nassara, I once thought he was my most loyal subordinate, but he was not... He passed the news to the Queen, and that night, in Nassaras In the square of Sith, Queen Azshara appeared there in a cloak, and she smashed the Tidestone with her terrifying power in front of me..."

"At the moment when the energy of the fetish was released, Queen Azshara used that energy as a carrier to cast a terrible curse on the land of Azsuna. I will never forget that night, that terrible Energy storm."

Undisguised pain flashed in the eyes of the magic prince:

"It wasn't that the subsequent explosion of the Well of Eternity destroyed Azsuna and my Sanaras. It wasn't that... before the Well of Eternity exploded, my beloved hometown had already been destroyed. Destroyed by loyal rulers without hesitation, it is like crushing disobedient worms, but the people... my people, they are innocent!"

"The queen wants to punish me for my betrayal, I can understand, but she shouldn't punish her people for this reason... her people, did not betray her!"

Groups of feeble flames composed of pure magic power fluttered at the fingertips of Farondis. Although this scene was caused by the violently shaking mind of the magic prince, it also gave Tyrion a new appreciation for the power of the ghost in front of him. know.

This is the realm of death... All the power of the world will be wiped out in this place, but the elf prince in front of him, relying on his own understanding of magic, unexpectedly reorganized the flame magic in this place that is completely opposite to the world The core of the core... This is almost impossible to do, at least Tyrion can't do it by himself.

In other words, the magic prince who was 10,000 years ago in front of him has almost surpassed the shackles of this world in his understanding of fire magic. His understanding of fire has reached another level, and even the laws of the world can no longer restrain him. .. And according to what he said, there were as many as a dozen other magic princes like him during the elf empire period.

"Hmm...the mages of the Elven Empire...are they all monsters?"

The great lord complained, but in his heart, after seeing the potential of Farondis, he had a new arrangement for the ghosts in the ruins of Azsuna.

For Tyrion, it doesn’t matter whether these ghosts are righteous or evil, as long as they can show their worth, then the realm of death is willing to open the door for them, if they are just a group of people, they will only shout The waste of justice, then the great lord would not notice them at all, just like ordinary people would not notice the ants at their feet.

"Well, don't blindly follow anyone, especially your leader..."

Tyrion raised his legs and leaned in his chair in a very comfortable posture. He looked at Prince Farondis in front of him and said softly:

"I see in your story your admirable character, Farondis, and I believe your people are worth saving...but I don't need the Tidal Stone, as I said, that thing It doesn't mean much to me, I need something else."

The great lord raised his glass to the magic prince:

"Someone like you, you should know what I need...Cheers?"

Prince Farondis didn't immediately raise his glass. He looked at Tyrion. Although he desperately wanted the people to be free, he didn't want to just sell his people to a newly-acquainted, ignorant and terrifying A guy with great power and huge ambitions.

He said to Tyrion:

"I am willing to serve you in exchange for the freedom of my people, but I cannot interfere with their choices, and I don't want to interfere! In the story just now, my people paid for my reckless action 10,000 years ago I paid a terrible price, and I don't want to add any more burden to them. That's not what a leader should do."

"Is this a bargain?"

Tyrion's expression became indifferent, he looked at Farondis:

"I'll give you another chance to organize your language, Farondis, freedom... The price of freedom has always been expensive. Is there freedom in this world that can be bought without bloodshed? You shouldn't be so naive, right? ?”

"boom"

The great lord tapped lightly on the table with his fingers, he took a sip of the cold wine, and said:

"500 years... 500 years of service to the Darkblade, and I mean everyone! After the end of this contract with the souls, I will allow you eternal freedom... Before hell falls, I can guarantee that no one will interfering with your freedom..."

"500 years?"

Prince Farondis breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that what the great lord wanted was the eternal loyalty of all the residents of Narsalas, which meant that the freedom they gained became meaningless, replacing one slavery with another. Curses, but...if it was only 500 years, it would be so much easier.

Even if he became a ghost, Farondis' thinking still belonged to the longevity species. In the eyes of these longevity species, 500 years was just an insignificant part of a long life.

"good!"

Prince Farondis raised his wine glass and lightly collided with the wine glass in the hands of the great lord. In that clear voice, the magic prince drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then threw the glass into the burning fire in a slightly rude manner. In the fireplace, amidst the sound of the glass being burned by the flames, Prince Farondis leaned down towards Tyrion, and in a 90° bow symbolizing obedience, he said softly:

"Then, happy cooperation... High Lord of Dawnblade."

"My... lord."