Taelia has a knot in her heart, and every child in the Dawnblade family knows about it.
When Tyrion had just brought Taelia home, the little girl who had survived the siege of Port Boralus was like a little beast caught in a trap, full of hostility to everything around her.
For a period of time, she always fought with Dornan, or deliberately destroyed something to express a child's anger and hostility in a childish way.
Of course, this method is useless for the big lord. He and his wife are both undead, and their patience far exceeds that of the living. Not only did Taelia's behavior not make them angry, but it made the undead couple feel the character of this girl.
of perseverance and courage.
Later, Taelia and Dornan became good friends, and it took several years to accept the existence of the Blood Matron and Tyrion, until finally, she began to actively integrate into this weird family little by little.
Taliyah spent her childhood following Cyrus. The former Grand Knight Cyrus was a qualified soldier and an excellent commander, but he never married. During the war years, Duke Bolvar gave up his sole possessions.
The girl was entrusted to Dailin, and Dailin was also busy with the war, so she handed Taelia to her most trusted knight. Cyrus did regard Taelia as his daughter, but he did not care about Taelia.
It's an extensive treatment, just like treating the soldiers under his command.
The girl who grew up in such an extensive life has not experienced too delicate emotions, and this lack of emotion has been deeply satisfied after she integrated into the Dawn Blade family.
Needless to say, the affectionate Blood Mistress Alleria, after becoming undead, was destined not to have any children of her own throughout her life, so she regarded the children in her family as her own biological children.
The great lord himself occasionally shows his emotional side. He may not be a qualified father, but he has been working hard to become a qualified father.
Unfortunately, Taliyah's biological father, Duke Bolvar, and her adoptive father, Cyrus, both died at the hands of Tyrion. This is a point that can never be circumvented.
It is impossible for any living person with complete emotions to be indifferent to such cruel things, and although Taelia's two fathers have long been integrated into the Dark Blade system and advised Taelia to let go of the past and live a good life, for Taelia
As far as the person concerned is concerned, it is impossible to let these past events and events dissipate in the memory without any feeling.
The connection of blood is sometimes difficult to become a bond of family affection, but it can convey some darker things such as a faint trace of hatred. Hatred itself may not be important, but mixed with more delicate feelings, it will become
No longer pure, impure emotions will bring pain.
"I have to make it pure, Mother."
Taliya stepped towards her mother. She stretched out her hand and took Alleria's hands. Under the helmet, a warm light danced in those black eyes.
"I no longer hate you, but I still want to fulfill the obsession in Taelia's heart in the past. I want to truly become your daughter instead of a stranger with residual obsession in my heart."
"It hinders me from moving forward. Every time I want to hug you, it echoes in my heart and makes me unable to get closer to you."
The revelation of her daughter's true feelings gave the Blood Mistress a hint of gentleness and emotion in her blood-red eyes. She looked at the grown-up daughter in front of her and sighed:
"So, the way you want to get closer to us is to go and have a fight with your father? Taelia, little girl, I knew that I couldn't let you embark on this path that belongs to the warrior, those bastards
Did you grow up to be able to express your emotions only with swords?"
"I just want to end this on my own terms, Mom."
Under the black helmet, Taliyah showed a smile and whispered to her mother:
"I just beat Anduin, but I know that the little clever guy is just pretending to be stunned. He may understand me, or he may not understand me. Pretending to fail is just because he doesn't want to hurt his sister, but it doesn't matter.
, say sorry to him for me and bless me, mother."
"I want to treat it as a real coming-of-age ceremony, but I also know that I am no match for my father, so I hope he won't be too cruel."
Taelia hugged her mother, just like a real mother and daughter. And Alleria also hugged her grown-up daughter with delicate feelings, and she whispered in her ear:
"Then go with peace of mind, my Taelia."
"Mom will protect you"
On the other side, in the top hall of the Dark Temple, Flynn Fairwind was sitting on pins and needles.
Captain Flynn's will made him unwilling to show his weakness in front of Tyrion, but when facing the leaders of the Dark Blade, fear was not something he could control by himself. He wanted to use anger instead
His own weakness, but unfortunately, his anger is not as strong as he thought.
In fact, the moment he entered this hall, faced Tyrion, and saw those cold blue eyes, fear had already overflowed from Flynn's heart, like rising tide, filling up little by little.
his body.
"I watched you grow up, Flynn. In my memory, you will always be that good kid full of energy."
Rear Admiral Sellers leaned back on his steel chair. The old navy man from Boralus said in a tone of disgust mixed with the coldness of the undead:
"I once wanted you to become a navy, but as things turn out, you became a pirate and became the person we despise the most! After learning about you and little girl Taelia, I wanted to plead for you, but
I can't find a reason! You are still entangled with the ugliest ancient god force in this world, and I can't even find an excuse to spare your life!"
"Cyrus, I didn't"
Sitting on the chair under the stairs, Flynn looked at Cyrus. After becoming an undead, Cyrus maintained his old appearance, except for the faint blue light shining in his eyes and the gloomy temperament that changed throughout his body.
, he is no different from the veteran harbormaster in Flynn's memory.
When Flynn heard Cyrus' accusation, he wanted to say something. He had indeed been a pirate, but he had never had any contact with any ancient gods. However, his explanation was interrupted by the disappointed veteran waving his hand.
.
"I don't want to hear your explanation, Flynn, you were brothers with those pirates in Freeport, you were integrated into them!"
Cyrus closed his eyes and said in a cold voice that an undead should have:
"But Taelia is my daughter, my baby, and I cannot allow her to date a pirate!"
Cyrus's words were like the coldest steel knife, piercing Flynn's heart, making the young man's eyes flash with pain, but this was only the first wave of his trial.
"Bang"
Bolvar waved the thick document and threw it on the ground in front of Flynn. As the pieces of paper flew, there was a heavy impact. Flynn lowered his head and picked it up on the clean, cold black ground.
When I opened the first page of the document, the information marked on it and the vivid magical image made Flynn's eyes widen.
"You're not just a dirty pirate!"
Bolvar Fordragon, the robed Speaker of the Forgotten Kings said in a disdainful voice:
"You are still a liar, a playboy, a man with a chaotic style, like a beast addicted to sex. In the past 7 years, you have had improper relationships with 154 women, just like a pig in heat."
"You touched my baby girl with your dirty hands, which makes me feel sick! I should probably chop off your hands now or something more direct! I should probably use my own methods to make you "clean"
"stand up!"
The powerful and cold-tongued Speaker of the Forgotten Kings waved his hand. Flynn, who was sitting on the chair amid the lingering blue mist, seemed to be in a miserable hell. Everywhere in the mist
They were all the wails of sinners, and in the midst of the scalp-numbing howls, Bolvar appeared in front of him like a shadow, holding an arc-shaped bone knife in the hands of the undead.
Taelia's biological father looked at him like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. He whispered in a strange voice:
"A sinner full of lust, ennui, and possibly walking with the fallen ancient gods! He has to be soaked in blood three times, boiled in salt water three times, and soaked in alkaline water three times before he can be completely clean. Are you ready?
Flynn"
"I"
Captain Flynn gritted his teeth and stood up from his chair. The hot tea placed in front of him had already turned cold due to the breath of the undead. He looked at Bolvar Fordragon in front of him and took a deep breath.
Take a breath:
"I may be a terrible person. I admit that I am not a good person, but my feelings for Taelia are serious! I am willing to change my life for her. As for the ancient gods, I have never had anything to do with them.
relationship! I can swear on my soul!"
"No, you don't need to change, Flynn Fairwind, and my daughter doesn't need you to change for her."
Bolvar's tone became colder:
"There will always be a perfect husband in her life, but it won't be you! Your life will end today, and after your death, my daughter's life will become more perfect. You are just a part of her destiny.
A humble gangrene trying to lure her down the wrong path."
Bolvar waved the bone knife in his hand. He looked at Flynn with emotionless eyes. From the misty illusion, there were cold bones reaching out from the ground. In the hollow and low howling of the bones, the young man
Flynn was firmly fixed to the ground.
"Kill him! Bolvar!"
Behind the Duke, Tyrion, who was sitting on the cold throne, said in a low voice:
"There is no need to explain to him that it is not an accident that this person appears next to Taelia. He is probably part of a conspiracy against us. We have all sworn not to let these bad things involve our families.
, and this man”
"It's unforgivable that he brought Taelia into these things!"
"Kill him!"
“Just what I wanted!”
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Undead Duke. He took a step forward and waved the bone knife in his hand. A touch of coldness danced on the uneven blade, which seemed to represent Flynn Fairwind's end.
The young captain no longer struggled fearlessly at this moment. From the eyes of the high-level undead in front of him, he saw a future that was extremely cold for him. It was like an already determined fate, and he directly chose to accept it.
Cannot be changed.
At the moment when the bone knife fell, Flynn closed his eyes and raised his head, like a man who accepted his fate.
And at the moment Bolvar's cold bone knife swung down, a fluttering wind, thunder and lightning roared into Flynn's eyes. The shining thunder blade was like a wall. In the angry beating of the blade, Flynn and
Bolvar separated.
It was a long sword that pierced the cold ground. Between the tuning fork-like separated blades, the beating thunder and lightning almost illuminated the dark and cold temple. Duke Bolvar saw the sword and recognized it.
This sword is also known to other undead.
Admiral Dai Lin, who was sitting silently aside, raised his eyebrows. The Sea Demon King, who seemed to have come specially to watch the excitement, raised his head and saw a tall figure wearing black armor and holding a spiked shield.
We are crossing the fog of death and entering the land of death.
"Talia!"
Flynn, who had narrowly escaped death, looked back at the heavily armed shadow behind him. A look of surprise shone in the young captain's eyes, followed immediately by a feeling of spiritual touching and worry.
"You shouldn't be here"
Flynn stretched out his hand to stop the silent Taelia:
"This is a matter between your father and me. It has nothing to do with you."
"I'm not just here for you, Flynn."
Taelia pushed Flynn's hand away from her wrist. The flame-like aura lingering on the warrior girl's body made Flynn dare not refuse.
She crossed Flynn and stood in front of her boyfriend. She looked at her father, then reached out and took off the black battle helmet. As the single ponytail swung, Taliyah looked at Bolvar and she whispered
explain:
"Father, I'm here."
"You shouldn't have come!"
Bolvar Fordragon looked at his daughter, and between Taelia's brows, he could always see a hint of the heroic spirit that belonged to the Fordagon family, as well as the tenderness that was very similar to Taelia's mother.
The girl in front of him was the most important treasure in his life, so precious that the Duke of the Dead was willing to give everything for her.
"Let me kill him! Taelia, it will all end my daughter."
"No! Father!"
Taelia opened her hands and blocked Bolvar's path. She said stubbornly:
"Flynn is your future son-in-law! I have recognized him. He is a man worth relying on, and I believe that he can give me happiness. I know that my father and my adoptive father are all for my own good, but I have grown up.
, I can make my own decision, all Flynn and I need is your blessing."
Facing Taelia's stubbornness, Bolvar took a step back angrily. The undead Duke's emotions had never been so intense. He shouted loudly:
"I don't agree with this marriage!"
"Father!"
Taelia took Flynn's hand and said:
"I have decided! And I have also made another decision!"
She raised her head and looked at Lord Tyrion, her adoptive father, who was sitting on the throne and looking at her with ice-blue eyes. She took a deep breath and said loudly:
"Tyrion! I have made up my mind!"
"Today! Taelia Fordragon, I, your daughter, I am here to challenge you!"
