Every time he turned around, he saw Tyrion chasing him behind him holding a black sword, unhurriedly, with a mocking smile always on his hateful face, as if that smile was his true form.
The young captain ran frantically on this wasteland wrapped in fog. There was only a cold fog in front of him, blocking all Flynn's sight. He didn't know where to go. It seemed that the end of every direction represented a roar.
Death is coming, and every time he takes a step forward, in the fog in front of him, there will be those wailing and floating dead spirits, those faces, familiar and unfamiliar, friends, enemies, and those who disgust him.
they are all dead
Trapped in the abyss of despair ruled by Tyrion, never able to find true relief, they screamed, wanting Flynn to help them, they wanted a peaceful rest, they begged, calling Flynn behind their backs
name.
But Flynn, who was chased by death, gasped and ran away, but never dared to look back. Perhaps, the moment he looked back, he would disappear miserably from the world of the living like these undead souls.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"I can't do it!"
Flynn howled, like a helpless child. He threw away his hand and ran forward with all his strength. He broke into the mist, but in the change of light, his collar was again
A cold finger clasped tightly.
Tyrion!
Tyrion holding a bone sword appeared in front of him, and the surrounding fog completely dispersed at this moment. Flynn screamed, and he found that the place he was on was a cliff of ten thousand feet, and his body was lifted up by Tyrion.
, has been completely suspended in the air. He looked back and saw that under the cliff behind him, what seemed to be dark abyss water was flowing. In that black water, there were countless bones and skeletons soaked in it.
Those skeletons were floating in the water, their black eye sockets looking up, as if waiting for the next victim.
"No! Don't!"
Flynn looked at Tyrion who was expressionless in front of him. The great lord looked at him with indifferent eyes. In Flynn's desperate eyes, Tyrion's fingers loosened his collar one by one.
"This is the price you pay for being close to my daughter! You bastard!"
"Fall into the abyss!"
"No!!!"
Flynn's body was thrown off the cliff of ten thousand feet. He shook his hands crazily in the air, trying to grasp the non-existent hope, but at this last moment, all he could see was Tyrion's cold face.
His face, and his ice-blue eyes full of contempt, seemed to be mocking his weakness and incompetence.
"No!!"
Flynn opened his eyes suddenly. The frightened young man sat up from the cold bed dancing and dancing. His body was soaked in cold sweat, and his whole body looked like he had been fished out of the water. His breathing was heavy, just like
Like a child frightened by a nightmare, his eyes were scattered and he looked at the black room in front of him with a dazed attitude.
It is surrounded by walls made of cold rocks. Under the dim light of the spar lamp, some weird patterns can be vaguely seen. Except for a bed and a stone table, there is nothing in the whole room.
There are no windows.
Just like a standard prison cage.
“It’s okay, it’s okay”
Flynn's breathing became calmer. He reached out and touched his heart. There was a beating heart there. This made the young man very relieved. The nightmare just now was just a dream.
"Do you look scared?"
But just when Flynn was completely relaxed, a deep voice suddenly came from the shadows in the corner, scaring the young man so much that he almost jumped up again.
"Who! Who's there!"
Flynn stood on the stone bed, clenched his hands into fists, and assumed a fighting posture. Under his vigilant gaze, a slender figure walked out of the gathering shadows, and from the double S body curve
Among them, one can easily tell that this is a charming woman, and Flynn also recognizes her.
The iconic white mask fastened on his face, as well as the unforgivable black uniform and riding boots, were the leader of the Dark Blade agents who followed the Blood Matron to capture him in Amway Harbor. If Flynn remembered correctly,
Should this lady be called "Shadow"?
Well, what a strange name.
"Flynn Fairwind, you are in good luck."
Shadow stood 5 meters away from Flynn. She put one hand on her hip and played with the thorn riding crop in her hand. She tilted her head and looked at the weakling living person in front of her. She could feel Flynn's hostility, but
This makes no sense.
"The Dark Blade Intelligence Agency has found out that you have nothing to do with N'Zoth's forces. You are just a poor guy who was taken advantage of. Therefore, the high lord kindly gave you a second chance. Believe me, this is a rare treatment.
, in the past ten years, only a handful of people have been able to survive in situations similar to yours, so I think you should feel lucky."
"By the way, do you want to hear the great lord's evaluation of you?"
The atmosphere in the room did not really become relaxed because of Shadow's relaxed description.
Flynn still looked at Sarain in front of him warily. After a few seconds of silence, he lowered his voice and asked:
"Talia, is she okay?"
"The little princess is fine now, I don't need to worry about it!"
Shadow's voice became a little colder:
"You should thank the little princess for the sacrifice she made for you, because the appearance of you, a bastard, completely cost Princess Taelia the chance to inherit any inheritance from the great lord. She could have easily become the most powerful person in Azeroth.
Queen, but she gave up all this because of, well, an insignificant man."
Flynn's expression dimmed. He survived, and Taelia also survived. This should have been two happy things, but after hearing the price Taelia paid for this, the young and romantic captain
But I can't be happy no matter what.
Anyone can claim that they don't care about wealth or power, but this kind of arrogant character has a limit. Flynn knows very well that the "legacy" left by High Lord Tyrion, even if it is only one tenth, will
It was enough for countless people to spend everything to get it. Taelia could have gotten it all reasonably. Just as the shadow said, she could have become the most dazzling queen in the world, but she gave up.
Just because of Flynn
Although this young captain is arrogant, he also has self-awareness. If he were Taelia, it would be difficult for him to make this decision. Because of this, Taelia's sacrifice for him made Flynn feel even more
Full of guilt, that silly girl almost gave up her entire future for him.
Maybe, what Xiao Yuna said was right, their meeting was a mistake from the beginning.
"Can I meet her?"
Flynn was silent for several minutes. He sat weakly on the edge of the bed, holding his hair with his hands. He asked softly:
"I will leave Taliyah, I will disappear by myself, I am not worthy of all that Taliyah has done for me, she deserves the best and most dazzling future, I just want to see her before I leave.
Even if you just take a look at her from a distance."
"Are you kidding me?"
Faced with Flynn's request, Shadow sneered and said in a cold tone:
"Do you think the internal affairs of the Dawnblade family are as random as the decisions made by your pirate brothers? Taelia made an oath in the face of death, which cannot be changed, and it has nothing to do with you! Recognize it.
My identity, Flynn Fairwind, until now, you have only been a dispensable little role in this matter, and all your thoughts and actions cannot change anything."
"Look up! Look at me!"
Shadow's scolding made Flynn subconsciously raise his head. He saw the blood-red eyes under the mask of the condescending Shadow. The Dark Blade agent said calmly:
"I watched Taelia grow up little by little. That child is kind-hearted, and that is her biggest weakness. If you want to accompany her throughout her life, then you must become the shadow behind her and help her.
Block those sharp arrows from the darkness, this is also the only request of the high lord and Taelia's other two fathers from you."
"In other words, you must make sacrifices and prove that you are capable and qualified to be with Taelia! You can't see her now unless you complete your mission. Of course, the Dark Blade Intelligence Agency values the rules very much.
organization, so I will still ask you as a courtesy. Do you want to reject this mission?"
"You mean you mean"
Shadow spoke very directly, which hurt Flynn's heart. However, the meaning revealed in Shadow's words made Flynn, who was originally despairing, stand up suddenly at this moment. The young captain stretched out his hand with gleaming eyes and put it on Shadow.
On his shoulder, he asked excitedly:
"Can I date Taelia? Those three undead lunatics, do they agree?"
"Um?"
Shadow's knife-like eyes looked at Flynn's fingers on her shoulders. This action scared Flynn and immediately withdrew his hands. This action made Shadow nodded with satisfaction. She looked at Flynn like
It was like looking at a piece of garbage, but in the end, she could only say in a helpless tone:
"This is what Taelia won for you. Major General Cyrus did not express any objection, and Duke Bolvar thinks it is impossible for you to do it. As for the High Lord, the High Lord has a very bad opinion of you. He thinks that you are not good at all."
You're a jerk in every aspect, but you can still sacrifice your life for his daughter, so he doesn't mind giving you a chance."
"The day you complete your mission, Taelia will be truly free. She can do whatever she wants, including marrying you."
"So now, Flynn Fairwind, let me ask you again, do you want to give up this mission?"
Shadow questioned for the second time, and this time, Flynn did not hesitate. He shook his head and waved his fist:
"Give up? No! No!"
"I'm ready! My ship was destroyed by you, so I need a ship, a group of trustworthy people, and a meal that can fill my stomach, and then I can set off!"
Looking at Flynn whose face was red and seemed full of hope, Shadow was silent for a moment. After a few seconds, the senior agent handed a sealed black scroll to Flynn. She watched Flynn carefully hold the scroll.
As if holding her entire future in her hands, she couldn't help but ask:
"Don't you even see what this mission is?"
"unnecessary!"
Flynn shook his head enthusiastically, stretched out his hand to brush his hair, and said:
"Talia has laid everything out for me. All I have to do is step into the endless rolling destiny. If I can't even do this, then I really am not worthy of her.
"
"Whatever you need me to do! I'll do it!"
This answer was not perfect, but it was enough for the shadow. The senior agent looked at Flynn. The moment she returned to the shadow, she asked again in a low voice:
"One last question"
"Flynn, do you still hate the Great Lord? He destroyed Free Town and killed all your friends."
"Hate? No!"
Captain Flynn moved his body and said nonchalantly:
"Hate is indeed very important, but compared to my Taelia, that thing is nothing. I believe that if my friends know about it, they will also bless me."
"Trust me, they will!"
"Bang"
The Blood Mistress gently opened the door to Tyrion's office. The moment she walked into the darkness, her nose wrinkled and she smelled the strong smell of alcohol.
Tyrion Dawnblade, the man who makes the whole of Azeroth extremely fearful, the strongest man in the world, is sitting quietly in the darkness at this time, with his back to the door, sitting on his seat
The ground beside was piled with all kinds of wine bottles. They were almost all the fine wines from all over the world, from the dragon's breath wine that could drunk a giant dragon to the dream-returning wine brewed by the pandaren brewmasters.
Even priceless gold that has been stored in the deep sea for more than 10,000 years. Azshara rum and so on.
In the eyes of knowledgeable people, this pile of wine bottles represents a considerable amount of wealth. It may not be able to buy a kingdom, but it is more than enough to buy a city.
There was no sound in this dark room. The Blood Mistress walked over the bad ground and walked in front of her husband. She looked at the great lord who was slumped in the chair. Tyrion's eyes were wide open, and there was no hint of drunkenness in his eyes.
This is natural, he is an undead, and undead cannot get drunk.
Maybe, he's just looking for some kind of feeling pain? Or sadness?
"Talia is gone."
Alleria knelt down and looked at her husband distressedly. She had never seen her husband so lost. Her ice-blue eyes even lost their luster. Sitting here was no longer
The Dark Blade King who planned the world, now he is just a sad father.
Blood Mistress stretched out her hand, held the great lord's face, and said softly:
"I sent her back to Draenor. She will be recuperating there for a while. The child wants to say sorry to you in person. She regrets it. She also loves you very much, just like she loves her real father."
"But I lost her, Alleria."
The high lord whispered:
"We have all lost her. When children grow up, they will always leave their parents and live alone. I knew this day would come. I thought I was ready, but without N'zoth's plan succeeded, Alleria, I
It’s very painful and I’m very sad, it’s like being pierced through the heart and pierced through the soul.”
“I thought nothing could resist death, I was wrong”
"Love, love is the sharpest sword under this starry sky. The most desperate thing is that I was injured voluntarily."
"I know, I know."
Alleria leaned down and held Tyrion's head in her arms. She leaned on the body of the great lord. She kissed Tyrion's forehead and whispered:
"I know you love them, those children, but we should bless them. This is what parents should do. We need to bear the pain of separation alone, but you will never be alone. I will always be by your side.
, Tyrion, I’m right by your side.”
The high lord didn't say a word. He hugged his wife tightly with both hands. He greedily felt Alleria's love. He was immersed in it, and he didn't look like a dead person at all.
