Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1982 6. Azeroth Holiday · Eternal and Remember

  Dark Gate 110 years, winter.

   Nearly a week before the Winter Veil Festival, a far-reaching event happened in the northern border of the Eastern Continent.

Lady Calia Menethil, Duke of Lordaeron and Lady Calia Menethil of the Northern Territory of the Empire of Humanity, contracted a cold when she was out patrolling the frontiers. After returning to the palace of Lordaeron, she fell ill. There are rumors that the Church of the Holy Light His Holiness Pope Patrice therefore urgently returned from the front line of the eternal **** battle to personally diagnose the Grand Duchess, and the conclusion drawn is really not optimistic.

   And this year, the 124-year-old Grand Duchess once again rejected the church's request for a light casting ceremony. She longed to welcome the moment of her death as peacefully as a late mortal.

The entire city of Lordaeron, the northern border, and even the human empire fell into a sad situation. In the past few days, the capital of the northern border has appeared in an endless stream of dignitaries and dignitaries. People who visit the Grand Duchess, but only those with the most noble status among them are eligible to be invited to the court.

   This is not only because the Grand Duchess is a sincere believer, does not like extravagant court interactions, and has always adhered to a simple and close-to-the-people style all her life, but also because the Grand Duchess’s health is getting worse.

   She really doesn't have the energy to receive so many guests.

And this constant stream of visits continued until the Emperor, Varian Wrynn, took his first heir, Lady Miasas Menethil Proudmoore, from his expedition to the Fel Realm. The peak was reached when the battlefield returned.

No one in the human empire does not know how close the personal relationship between His Majesty the Emperor and the Grand Duchess Calia is. His Majesty the Emperor regards the Grand Duchess as his eldest sister, both in public and in private. He also stood by his younger brother in a clear-cut position in the political storm that pushed the imperial power to the peak when the Seven Kingdoms were downgraded to the Dominion of the Empire.

   It can be said that these two almost legendary figures are the perfect example of the true existence of the royal family.

Although the political turmoil that almost sparked civil wars is already 70 years old, it will only appear in the occasional chats of the old men. The young people don't care about these old things at all. Having studied this knowledge, they now just fanatically worship His Majesty the Emperor who is about to abdicate and take over the power of natural disasters.

But in these years, whenever the emperor went on expedition, the Grand Duchess Calia and several other grand dukes would jointly govern to maintain the internal affairs of the empire, and the emperor officially announced fifteen years ago that the only son of the Grand Duchess would be established as the heir of the empire. It is enough to show that the heavy politics has not affected this family relationship without blood connection.

   However, what people know is often only the details of the real history. For these legendary characters, there are always some details that are ignored or deliberately concealed behind these generally correct stories.

   "Her Majesty Jaina Proudmoore, Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Fleet, Admiral, and Grand Duchess of Kul Tiras is here!"

Amidst the solemn eulogizing voices of the court attendants, Lady Jaina, dressed in a blue and white Admiral's robe, and a sea-blue cape, strode in the company of her husband, Arthas Menethil. into this ancient palace.

   The little princess was no longer young.

   One hundred years have passed in a flash, and the little girl who once followed her brother to witness the changes in the world is now full of white hair, but there is a playful strand of blonde hair in the white hair to represent her identity and bloodline.

But as one of the most powerful spellcasters in Azeroth and even the stars, her face still maintains the charm of the most beautiful mature age, and in addition to the beauty, there is a heavy weight that makes people dare not look directly. momentum.

   Even though she is already a 113-year-old "grandmother", in the "Imperial Beauty List" selected by the people every year, Ms. Gianna is still on the list every year.

However, for the ancient blood descendants of the Proudmoore family, their pure ancient human blood allows them to easily live to about 150 years old, plus the magical blessing of being a near-god spellcaster, Jaina The current age is basically considered to be "in prime years", just like the Juggernaut husband who has white hair but still has a straight waist beside her, they still have a lot of time to enjoy life.

  Well, in fact, these two famous "fairy lovers" in Azeroth have just returned from vacation in the world of Draenor, and they plan to have another child in the next few years.

  Although they already have seven sons and three daughters, what to say? The couple's relationship is probably still full of young people's passion.

"aunt."

When Jaina walked into the palace of Grand Duchess Calia with her staff in hand, a blonde girl who was sitting on the sofa with a straight back like the best knight, who was unwilling to take off her armor even when she was resting, immediately He got up and bowed his head solemnly to Jaina.

   "Mia Sass."

   Jaina and her husband looked at each other.

   She stepped forward quickly and looked at the face of the female knight in front of her. This is a face that will make all Proudmoore family feel amazing.

   Especially Jaina and Arthas, every time they see this face they think of the guy who has become a myth.

And this girl named "Mia Sas" really combines all the advantages of the Menethil family and the Proudmoore family. She not only has the beautiful face of Grand Duchess Calia, but also has a pair of iconic sea blue. The eyes as gentle as a lover, especially the blond hair, are like gold casting.

   The girl in front of me is a hundred years old.

   But time left no trace on her at all.

Everyone who sees her will be infected by the perfect temperament of the heir of the empire, but the most attractive thing about her is not her face or eyes, or her indescribably exaggerated perfect figure, but her back "unique decoration".

  A pair of wings folded behind a special armor like a cape.

  Well, the real wings are not the twisted creations of alienated life forms, nor the weird lives created by those crazy magicians or druids.

  When this child was born in this palace on a stormy night a hundred years ago, he had such a pair of white, broad and impressive wings.

   She was also fanatically called "Angel Princess" by the people of the Empire.

   But only those closest to Mia Saas knew that this noble-born girl actually didn't like these unique things about herself.

   "Your Majesty is talking to mother, you may have to wait."

   Mia Sas said to his own aunt and uncle with an expressionless face and a trace of worry and exhaustion:

"Uncle Tan Reed was painting the last portrait for his mother there. My mother said that she hoped she would have the last painting left in the palace. In addition, my mother told me to let my uncle come back to inherit the palace at his time. "

   "What do I want this palace for?"

   With white hair and a beard, Arthas curled his lips and said:

   "It's full of decadence. After my sister's death, I'll open it up to the public, or donate it to the orphans of the empire as a school. Speaking of which, it's already time, hasn't your father come back yet?"

  As soon as Arthas finished speaking, his wife twisted the back of the waist with a magical hand, and the pained Imperial Sword Saint grinned.

   You are over 100 years old, can you still learn not to talk nonsense, right?

Sure enough, when Arthas uttered the word "father", the expressionless Mia Sas' face was even more ugly. She clenched her fists, and even the white wings behind her were slightly opened in anger. Open some.

   She gritted her teeth and whispered:

   "That **** man better never come back, or I'll definitely stab him to death!"

   "Miasas! Shut up!"

   Jaina's complexion changed slightly, she scolded:

   "The person you claim to be stabbed to death is your father, the love of your mother's life, my brother, the founder of the empire, and the patron of countless civilizations in Azeroth.

   His followers are all over the world and even the stars.

   Your words will cause an unnecessary storm in an instant, and countless people will lose their lives because of your unintentional words, and even the eternal **** battle that has just settled down will cause waves again.

   You can dislike him!

   But you have to respect him. "

   "What Archduke Jaina said is all right, Your Highness."

   A cold voice appeared beside the three nobles like a ghost. Amidst the entanglement of shadows, an old white-haired man with a bowed waist and an assassin's robe covering his face quietly appeared.

   In a tone of stereotyped respect and persuasion, he said to the angry heir to the empire:

   "The grown-up is open-minded, he may not care that his beloved daughter is so hostile to him, but as the future emperor of the empire, you should learn to control this runaway anger.

   After all, as the Minister of Intelligence, I am also a follower of that sama. I will dedicate my loyalty to you, but I must also be loyal to my faith.

  You shouldn't say such disrespectful things on such occasions. "

   "Master Shaw, just beg you, don't get involved, okay?"

   Jaina rubbed her forehead and said with an irritable expression:

   "It's a family affair, don't raise it to the heights of an empire."

   "I understand, Your Excellency."

  The lousy old man Xiao Er, who is so old that it can be blown down by a gust of wind, grinned, revealing several teeth that had been lost, and he said meaningfully:

   "This can be a family conflict.

   But Her Royal Highness must be aware of her problem, her father never left her, and she stubbornly believes that her father is a failure. "

   "Why can't I say that?"

Mia Sas has always been a steady successor and an extremely talented paladin. She has become a legend at the age of 20, stepped into the demigod realm at the age of 40, and now her 100th birthday is approaching, she has already touched to the concept of Godhead.

  After the abdication of His Majesty the current Emperor, the reign initiated by her will inevitably bring the human empire, which has now begun to set foot in the stars, to a new peak of civilization.

   And it is foreseeable that this rule will last at least three hundred years.

   She is perfect in every sense.

But her father from mythology was her biggest weakness, and just like that, under the complicated gazes of her aunt and uncle, the royal highness, who had never lost her way in front of outsiders, screamed red. :

   "When I was born, he didn't show up! He didn't show up when my grandfather was buried! Grandpa and grandma's ship disappeared on the river Styx, and the whole world was looking for my relatives, but he still didn't show up!

   I thought with all my heart that it was the test of my god-like father. I tried to do my best. When I killed the first big demon with my own hands, I almost died in a pool of my own blood.

  I only hoped that my father would give me a word of approval, but until I woke up in my mother's arms, I never saw his shadow.

  When Anduin and I got engaged, the whole world and the stars sent us blessings, but he just frivolously asked his mean lover to send him a pair of armor and a sword.

   Where was my first child when he was born?

   Now my mother has already left me and will leave this world, and my dearest mother will never forget at the end of her life is the man who has almost never accompanied her in a hundred years

I hate him!

   I have enough reasons to hate him, don't I? "

   Mia Sas took a few steps back. In the wind with her wings spread, she looked at the relatives in front of her with red eyes. Perhaps the pressure of her mother's impending death made this perfect princess almost collapse.

   She shouted out of control:

   "He is the perfect brother to you, the perfect leader, the perfect god, the perfect savior and protector, and every part of this world has those exaggerated and magical stories he left behind.

   But so what?

   In my eyes, he is an unqualified father! A failed husband, I still don't know how to tell my children the story of their grandpa!

   They can only piece together the impression of the great and perfect grandfather from the books.

   I wouldn't even dare to tell my kids that their grandpa was an abusive bastard!

  My mother loved him so much that she dedicated her life to waiting alone, but how did he respond to my mother?

   Am I wrong to say I should kill him? "

  The entire palace was dead silent.

   Jaina bit her lip, as if she was disappointed with her niece and wanted to tell some truth, but was stopped by Arthas. His Excellency Shaw, the Minister of Intelligence of the Empire, sighed, shook his head and disappeared into the shadows.

   In Miasas' gasping anger, the door of the bedroom was pushed open, and Tanreid Proudmoore walked out of it with the drawing board in between.

  Compared to his older sister who is still beautiful, Tan Reed, who is the same age as Jaina, is really old.

All his life he was just an ordinary person who didn't get involved in power. Now he has entered the twilight of his life, but as a lifelong honorary professor of Nar'Thalas College and a world-renowned artist, he is protected by various magical potions and healing magic. , so that Tan Reid can still live for a few more decades.

   However, this casual and dashing great artist estimates that he doesn't want to live anymore, and it may be that he just broke up with his hot and passionate fifty-third draenei girlfriend last month, which caused him to be a little depressed.

   Anyway, this dashing guy didn't notice the weird atmosphere in the palace.

   He glanced back at Varian Wrynn, who was full of white hair behind him and had begun to reveal the same Mediterranean powerhouse hairstyle as Lothar, and said:

   "Leave the last time to my brother and sister-in-law, they might want to say something, eh? What are you doing? Is this a fight?

  Miazas, put down the Salameni in your hand!

   Brother sent you a perfect replica of his saber on purpose not to point it at your loved ones! Don't you even listen to your uncle? "

   "Who did you just say was inside!"

   Mia Sas has ignored this.

   She stared at Tan Reed with red eyes, and the big artist who was somewhat off-line blinked and said:

   "Who else? My brother, uh, your father, wait! You can't enter! Silly boy, your time hasn't come yet, you can't meet him now!

quick!

  Stop her! "

   But it was too late.

Rao was Jaina who quickly threw out the ice storm that froze the entire palace, Rao was Arthas dodging and turned into dozens of continuous mirror images to block in front of Princess Angel, Rao was Varian who opened his arms and exploded a terrifying saint. Light fury tried to stop it, but they all underestimated the swiftness of an angelic bloodborn who had touched the godhead in an instant acceleration.

   Just like a flash of golden light, Mia Sas, who had been "protected" by everyone for a hundred years, entered the place she should not have entered.

   What appeared in front of her was a picture of her mother, who was old and dying, but still maintained her youthful appearance, wearing a nightgown and kissing a white-bearded old man like a young man at the bedside.

  The old man was dressed as a sailor.

  The exaggerated, weird and irritating tattoos can be seen on the sleeves of the rolled up blouse, and he looks very old, but still has a straight waist and a black pirate hat on the bed beside him.

"Ugh"

A sigh echoed in the warm bedroom. Lord Blake supported his weak wife and gently stroked her long hair that had not faded in time, while Grand Duchess Calia Menethil, who was about to return to the cycle of life and death. At the end of life there is no idea to interfere more.

   She would just want to leave this world quietly in her husband's tender arms.

  The only thing that has changed is Princess Miasas. The moment she saw her father's eyes with her own eyes, the memory from the previous life burst out of her shell at this moment.

The memories belonging to the eldest daughter Gloria pierced into her mind like a red-hot needle, causing Princess Angel to fall to the ground screaming, and Jaina and Tan Reid, who were driven over, were held in their arms. .

   "I'll leave you the only thing!"

  Blake hugged his wife with his eyes closed. At this time, his appearance and condition were very similar to that of old Dai Lin, and he scolded dissatisfiedly:

"I will let my little sister and my little brother protect my daughter, let her not come near me, let her not think of the memories of those damned eternals that are sealed, let her be happy with the will of mortals Live a lifetime!

  For this reason, every month when I come back to have **** with my wife, I have to be sneaky and be a thief. This kind of life has lasted for a whole hundred years!

  Although this has a different flavor, this poor little guy is my daughter after all.

  Look at how painful she is now, this is not what I want to see. "

   "Can this blame us?"

  In front of outsiders, the majestic and very dignified Grand Duchess Jaina immediately returned to the role of the naughty and pampered sister when she saw her brother.

   She gritted her teeth and cursed:

   "Isn't it because you and your female boss are unreliable? It is said that it is a reincarnation of the cycle of life and death! Why is there still memory of the Eternal?

   This is your daughter and my niece!

  I love her and care for her as much as you do.

  You **** brother. "

   "Oh, it's too late to talk about this now, you take my precious daughter out to calm her down first."

  Black waved his hand and hugged Calia, who was already shaky in his arms, and said:

"I'll give my wife the last ride first, and then I'll see her again, I'll be fine, I've been preparing for it, my God, will you leave the last time to a loving couple who are about to be separated forever? ?

   Even if I beg you. "

   In the spit of the evil god, the chaotic palace quickly regained its calm.

   He gently picked up Calia and put it back on the bed, then sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out and stroking Calia's blessed face that did not age.

And the Grand Duchess lying on the bed also opened her eyes, just like her shyness and tenderness when she was young, looking at her husband who has grown old in time, this is of course just a little trick of the gods, but the still amused Calia shows weakness of laughter.

   she said softly:

   "I suddenly regret it."

"Um?"

  Black helped her brush her hair away from her eyes and said:

   "Want to give up your stubbornness and stay by my side forever?

   Yes, I can help you lightcast right now, so we can swim in the endless world together, you know, my old sailor's ship will always have a cabin for you. "

   "No, not this one."

  Calia shook her head and said:

   "You have to come back once a month, no matter how tired or hard, I just regret it, maybe I should have a few more children for you when I was young, so that Mia Sas will not be so lonely all the time.

  Sorry, my love.

   I failed to teach our child well and made her resentful towards you. "

   "Oh, I'm used to this kind of thing."

  Blake stroked his white beard and sighed sadly:

   "Miazas is already a very good child, at least give me a sword when we haven't met, you should go to Quel'Thalas to see the few demon kings that Fina used to play.

  I dare not put them in Azeroth, I can only let them hang out in other worlds.

   There are also several blood descendants of the evil gods of Xalatas. They are about to overturn the sea of ​​​​lightless. I have no regrets in my life, Calia, I really want to say two things. "

   Evil God leaned down and whispered in the ear of his wife who closed her eyes:

   "The first is that Maiev is still unwilling to break her stubborn thinking, and does not want the child to destroy our two-person world, and the second is you. How can I convince you not to leave me?

  Please don't leave me, Calia.

Please. "

"late."

  The Grand Duke showed her last smile.

   She kissed the corner of her husband's mouth with the last strength, she said:

   "In this way, you will always remember me. I never need eternity, my god, I just ask for your company in this life. If there is an afterlife, remember to reserve a place for me on your boat.

next time.

  I promise, I will haunt you, just like them.

Forever. "

  Blake's cry sounded at this moment.

It seemed that the whole world was sad, and Calia Menethil was lying on her favorite bed, which she had brought back from the inn in Goldtown, for the first time in her life. Lie down with a man.

   One night without doing anything.

   But that kind of heartbeat is still unforgettable.

  She died.

   Then, in Blake's weird laughter, she opened her eyes again, staring blankly at everything in front of her, and then she was embraced by her husband in the changing world.

With    hair dancing, she heard Blake say in her ear:

   "You know, the words of the gods are powerful. You have finally made a promise to me after being hardened all your life. If there is another life, congratulations to you, this is your afterlife.

   Ah, I have waited for you for a hundred years, and finally the moment came when the little white rabbit fell into the trap of the big bad wolf! You never want to leave me!

  Welcome aboard, my princess. "

   (end of this chapter)