Stormwind God

Luo Ning looked up, and the dark green eyes under the thick fiery red hair looked a little distantly into the distance.

There was a scar on his nose, which was from the hand of an apprentice companion, but no matter how clever the perpetrator's technique was, Ronin never wanted to repair it in the past.

Even so, Ronin didn't look ugly. He had a strong and beautiful chin and a sharp-edged face. A pair of bow-shaped eyebrows made his look always filled with irony and doubt.

Most people are superficial. Before understanding the beauty of each other's soul, they often deny the other person because of the bad habits that come from the appearance association.

Luo Ning was also treated this way.

His appearance more than once caused him troubles in his communication with high-level people. Whenever he tried to alleviate all this, however, his very vicious expression and slightly large body language could only play a role in the situation. Negative effects.

He was dressed in an elegant midnight blue robe, tall and handsome, and was very eye-catching, even for those mages.

Ronin was silent because he had sacrificed five excellent companions during his last mission. For him, who is in a state of confinement and awaiting interrogation, the extra words will grow sharper against him.

He stood straight in the center of the room, looking back at the door, waiting for a mage to come in through the door and talk to him.

Interrogation, or a direct sentence from a big man.

It seems that the gates made of hard metal disappeared silently, and the gates constructed with magic were all controlled by a set of magic control programs that ordinary mages couldn't understand. You know, the Kirin Tor Council has used this cage system to jail a lot of felonies in the Violet Prison below Dalaran, for hundreds of years.

The sudden light from the gate made Ronin turn his head to the side, his eyes closed slightly. But soon, he opened his eyes again and stared straight into the past.

Unexpectedly, it was not the imposing judges and assistants, nor Krassus, whom he was familiar with, equal to half his mentor, but a young mage with a small amount of silver wire in his black hair. His hair was not dyed, but he did not match his too young face.

Luo Ning looked at the person who came, of course it was Duke.

Duke was also looking at Ronin, he saw a pair of dark green eyes, calm as the lake before the storm. No fear, no anger or hatred. He could clearly see the ugly scar on Ronin's nose, and the helplessness in that seemingly fierce expression.

Not only that, it is difficult for even angry to find such a sense of incongruity, which makes it difficult for Duke to associate the one in front of him with the brilliant Kirin Tor in history.

It was the first time Duke had seen such an expression since crossing. It was an expression that would be given up after being abandoned by a teacher, blamed by a colleague, insulted by the world, and almost hostile to the entire world.

If it is an ordinary person, most of them are holding their bodies and lowering their heads in the face of the high person, showing their humble and poor posture as much as possible.

But Ronin didn't.

From the moment the door was opened to the present, he has been standing upright and loose, without a high chin or a lowered gaze. He just stared straight at Duke's eyes.

Correct!

Ronin was not afraid of death, nor was he afraid to question, he was just waiting for the result of a trial.

Is it the sinking of eternity, or is it ... salvation?

"Hello, Ronin, my name is Duke Marcus, and I'm meeting for the first time."

Duke Marcus! ?

A year and a half of the Dark Gate battle has already spread Duke's name across the two continents.

For the first time, Luo Ning's face was stunned. Why did such a famous figure come to see him?

"Sorry, please forgive my stupidity, sir? I don't understand how a sinner like me can help you. Or, if you see someone like me, aren't you afraid that it will cause you misfortune?"

Duke laughed.

"If it is really the power of the goddess of doom, perhaps anyone will see misfortune at first glance." Duke replied: "But you are so miserable that for me, who has been cursed by the Burning Legion boss Sargeras and has only one month to die. For example, even fur is not a problem! You can really bring misfortune, so now I should die right in front of you. Would you like to count down one? Three ... two ... one ... I'm dead ... 咦It seems that I haven't died yet. It looks like your misfortune is not useful to me. Would you like to hang around with me for a while? "

Luo Ning opened his eyes, he couldn't keep up with the idea of ​​the big man in front of him.

He felt like he was losing his ability to think. When imprisoned by the fierce side of the Kirin Tor internal forces, almost towed away like a bag of rubbish, he thought that this bad mage career, even this cursed life, was about to be relieved.

But after the door was opened, Luo Ning found that he was not dying or destroying the magic circuit of the whole body. He has become a mortal who cannot use magic in his life. ?

Ronin was a little stingy.

Duke touched his head: "It seems that my signboard is not easy to use! So in the alliance, can it do me a favor for the whole human, dwarf and high elves? This is a very dangerous High task ... "

When Duke spoke about it, Ronin suddenly woke up.

Luo Ning lowered his head for the first time, then raised it quickly, but with a few more tears in the corner of his eye, he yelled loudly: "Yes! Let me do whatever I want! I don't ask for any credit, as long as I can Let me wash my sins a little, so that I do n’t have to think about the faces of the victims ’families every night, and make my heart feel better, even if I die!”

Duke was instantly awakened.

Azeroth's historical process still retains the original inertia. But this is different from the original historical point in time. At the original node, Ronin ran to save the Red Dragon Queen, which was already a long time after the end of the war and he was also imprisoned. At that time, Luo Ning, his mood had calmed down, or his heart was ashamed.

But now, it is precisely the time when Luo Ning committed the most painful and condemned conscience.

As if he couldn't find the way in front of the cliff and vented his pain, Duke stretched over a simple wooden bridge across the cliff.

Despite the instability and all kinds of puzzles, there is no doubt that this is the only salvation of Ronin at this moment.

Duke lowered his head and sighed, "Ronin, you're mixing with me in the future, let me tell you why your magic is always out of control." (To be continued.)