In a certain room in Grim Batol, the door was pushed open, and a blood watcher wearing a helmet and armor walked in, holding several pieces of food in his hands and placing them in front of the prisoners who had been temporarily imprisoned for freedom.
"Pa"
The wooden lunch box was placed in front of her. On it were several pieces of baked bacon, a stack of bread, and a glass of wine that was as clear as blood and half as blood. For a prisoner, such food
It was quite rich, and when it was placed on the table, the aroma of the meat reached the prisoner's nostrils.
Her throat loosened up and down a few times, but under the gaze of the Blood Watcher, she just snorted indifferently and turned her head to the other side.
The Blood Watcher was not angry because of the prisoner's lack of cooperation. She had no reason to be angry. In her opinion, the silver-haired elf in front of her, their "distant relative", was just a little girl and was not worthy of her anger.
So after a while, she took the cold and untouched breakfast and left the house as quietly as when she came.
"Bang"
The stone door was closed again, and the slight collision sounded like a bell in the prisoner's heart. She looked around blankly, but in the deep underground city of Grim Batol, all the
There were almost no windows in the room, and the small room was dark, and loneliness enveloped her again.
Vereesa Windrunner glanced at the steaming food. She gritted her teeth, curled up her body and leaned against the wall, with her hands wrapped around her knees like a helpless child. There was not even a light here.
When the lights were turned on, Vereesa felt like she was about to collapse.
She is a ranger of the Windrunner family. Logically speaking, her will is not that fragile, but the problem is that the woman who threw her into this cage was her sister, the one who cared about her the most and loved her most.
Sister, and now, she is like a stranger, imprisoning her biological sister. Thinking of her sister's scarlet eyes, the ranger shuddered.
Under that familiar body, the soul hidden...maybe no longer the sister she remembered.
"Aurelia..."
Vereesa didn't know how many times she whispered this name silently, but this time, it was like summoning a magic lamp. After she said the name, a flickering firelight lit up in the darkness, making Vereesa suddenly
She raised her head, but the person she saw was not the one she wanted to see.
Nasa used an iron drill to make the charcoal fire in the house brighter. Under the light of the fire, her figure formed a twisted shadow on the ground. With the beating of the fire,
The shadow looked like a ghost.
"Marais told me that you haven't eaten for 12 hours straight."
Nasa put the iron fiber aside, folded her arms, leaned against the wall, and looked at Vereesa in the corner. She didn't wear her owl helmet, so she looked at Windrunner without makeup, and the latter finally looked at her.
I clearly understood the faces of these strange and dangerous Blood Watchers, their lavender skin, their slightly fluorescent eyes in the dark, their bodies that were more muscular than those of the high elves, and their longer pointed ears.
.
"Why? Why don't you eat? Are you going to protest against the mistress in this way?"
Nasa didn't care about Vereesa's probing gaze. She tilted her head and looked at Windrunner, with a malicious smile on her lips:
"It's a pity that no matter what you want to do, no matter what you are doing, Mother Alleria has no time to take care of you. She is doing more important work, which is much more important than you acting like a child.
And Vereesa Windrunner, I came here just to let you understand something..."
"Buzz"
Under Vereesa's gaze, Nasa's figure disappeared in the firelight and reappeared before Vereesa's eyes. She squatted on the ground, looking at the vigilant Windrunner, and she whispered:
"You're not as important as you think! Girl, you have to stay here as a prisoner until Tyrion or Alleria thinks of you! This may be a long time, so my advice to you is,
Eat well, take care of yourself, and don’t let yourself suffer some unnecessary harm, harm from yourself.”
"She is my sister..."
Vereesa retorted, but Nasa just nodded indifferently. She looked at Windrunner with blood-red eyes:
"Yes, Mother Alleria and you are related by blood. According to traditional etiquette, Tyrion, the high lord of the Dark Blade Knights, Dawnblade is still your brother-in-law, but so what? You plan to use yourself
Are you trying to scare me with a "scary" background? Girl... my relationship with the two of them is much "closer" than your relationship with them now!"
"Whoosh"
A blade of light fluttered like a butterfly on Nasa's fingertips. She looked at Vereesa with a dangerous look, and Vereesa subconsciously curled up at this gaze.
"Let me tell you, miss, in your short life, you will never find a woman who is more ruthless than me!"
"I have a special "skill" that can cut open your lovely cheek without causing any pain, drain one-third of the blood from your body, and allow you to recover without leaving any wounds.
, and Mistress handed you over to me, which means that before her new order is issued, I have 100% power to monitor and punish you, do you understand what I mean?"
Nasa's fingers swiped through the air in front of Vereesa's eyes, and a few severed silver-white hair slowly fell in front of Vereesa's eyes. Nasa's cold voice also reached Vereesa's ears:
"My last suggestion to you, don't mess with me! Just do whatever I ask you to do? Do you understand?"
The Blood Watcher moved her body and stood up. She looked down at Vereesa and whispered in a warden's tone:
"Now, little coward, go eat!"
Vereesa felt a hint of humiliation. She stretched out her hand, touched her cheek, and put her fingers in front of her eyes. There was a faint trace of blood there. Without her feeling anything, Nasa really cut open her cheek.
Although there was only a slight wound, Nasa's attitude was demonstrated through practical actions. Compared with her beautiful appearance, the woman in front of her was cold and heartless on the inside.
Under Nasa's indifferent gaze, Vereesa stood up, walked to the table, and picked up the wooden lunch box. The next moment, Windrunner grabbed the edge of the lunch box and smashed it against the watcher behind him.
Of course it didn't hit.
"哐"
The moment the lunch box hit the ground, Nasa's figure appeared in front of Vereesa. A trace of malice after being provoked flashed in her eyes. As her fingers with cold gauntlets shook, a sharp emerald green dagger appeared.
At Nasa's fingertips.
She took a step forward, but the cold air that enveloped her whole body made Vereesa take a step back subconsciously.
"Silver-haired kitten, it seems that you still haven't learned the courtesy that a prisoner should have... It doesn't matter, the night is still long... We can... take it slow."
Vereesa didn't say a word. She didn't have a weapon in her hand, so she could only clenched her fists and looked at the watcher in front of her with vigilance. Just when Nasa showed a cruel smile, a calm voice appeared behind them.
In the dancing firelight.
"Enough!"
Hearing this voice, a trace of resentment flashed in Nasa's eyes, but she soon regained her composure. The emerald green dagger disappeared from her hand. She took a step back and leaned down respectfully.
"You are here, mistress. As you can see, I am having a heart-to-heart talk with your sister..."
Alleria didn't speak. She took a few steps. Her body was covered by a wide red cloak, just like Ms. Maiev's classic dress. There was almost no sound as she walked. She stood on the dining table covered with food.
In front of her, she looked at the smashed glass at her feet and the wine spilled everywhere, as red as blood.
"Nasa...I apologize to you for my sister's immaturity. Believe me, her provocation is more out of childishness than hostility."
"Of course I can understand, my mistress."
Nasa raised her head, glanced at Vereesa who clenched her fists, and said softly:
"She is very immature. She is not a qualified warrior. She has few combat skills and poor willpower. She is reckless and disregards the consequences. She doesn't like to follow the rules. She has a childish impression of the world. Frankly speaking, compared to you, this child is not worthy.
Not named Windrunner, but what I'm more curious about is, is Ms. Sylvanas, who you have always praised, like her... weak?"
"Shiva? You will see her."
Alleria chuckled:
"I hope you can escape from her arrows at that time. Okay, Nasa, go do your own thing."
The Blood Mistress waved her hand, and Nasa took a step back respectfully and disappeared into the darkness. When only the Windrunner sisters were left in the room, Vereesa took a step forward and wanted to say something, but was stopped by O
Lelia interrupted coldly.
"Pick it up!"
"elder sister!"
Vereesa shouted: "Is this what you want to tell me?"
"I asked you to pick up the food!"
Alleria's voice became colder and colder. Vereesa glanced at her, then looked back at the bacon at her feet. She gritted her teeth and stepped on the bacon with resentment. The next moment, she
Her neck was strangled by the cold gauntlet, and her whole body was slammed against the wall behind her.
"Bang"
The solid wall made by the dwarves was shattered by dust in this collision. Vereesa let out a cry of pain, feeling that her bones were about to break, and the suffocating feeling on her neck made her struggle subconsciously.
Getting up, she looked desperately at the scarlet eyes in front of her. She couldn't see a trace of emotion in those eyes, only indifference, endless indifference.
"Pah, pah"
Vereesa's fist hit Alleria's steel-like arm, and the Windrunner girl's face turned red due to lack of oxygen. The fingers clasping her neck became tighter and tighter, and the dim world in front of her also changed.
It started shaking.
She is going to die...she is going to be killed by her own sister!
"No! Alleria, no!"
Vereesa's eyes were filled with tears of despair and pain, and her struggle became weaker and weaker, until the moment before she completely lost her mind, Alleria sighed, retracted her fingers, and let her sister become like a puddle.
It slipped from the wall like soft mud and collapsed at his feet.
After escaping from death, Vereesa covered her neck, coughed violently, and breathed in air. She had never been so close to death, so close that she could step into the door as long as she took a step forward.
She cried, she was helpless, she didn't know what to do in this situation, she was at a loss.
A cold palm patted her back to help her restore her original breathing rhythm. The other hand gently stroked Vereesa's hair. Alleria's hoarse voice reached Vereesa's ears:
"Who gave you the courage to provoke Nasa? My stupid sister, more people died in her hands than you have ever seen..."
"If I come a little later, this is what you will experience. I hope... you can learn the lesson that death is not as romantic as it is described in those knight novels you often read, it is cold.
, painful, full of despair and resentment, is the most terrible torture that all life in this world will suffer..."
"No matter what you do in the future, think more about it. This world is about to undergo a big change. My sister, if you have been making no progress like this, how can I safely put you back into the world of the living? You will become my
And Tyrion's biggest and most terrifying weakness, maybe...maybe it would be a good choice for you to join us."
"But I...I still can't do it."
Vereesa raised her head suddenly and saw the sadness flowing in Alleria's scarlet eyes. It was the emotion of a living person. It was what her sister looked like before she left Quel'Thalas.
The younger sister burst into tears and threw herself into her elder sister's arms, which had turned cold. She hugged Alleria tightly and cried incessantly.
"They said you won't come back, wuwu, I don't believe it, you won't leave us, right? You won't abandon us... Wuwu, I miss you so much, sister, I miss you so much
you..."
Tyrion stood outside the cage like a sculpture. He could clearly hear the conversation between Vereesa and Alleria. He maintained a kind of silence, while Nassa stood beside him, using boring words.
Dagger repaired his nails.
"Look how you scared her."
Tyrion whispered: "She is just an ignorant child..."
"child?"
Nasa sneered:
"If she falls into the hands of the real enemy, do you think they will let her go just because she is just a child? She is Alleria's biggest weakness, Tyrion, you have to get rid of her!"
"If you can't do it, I'll do it! Anyway, I'm used to doing this kind of dirty work."
Lord Dark Blade, who had always been cruel and ruthless, seemed very silent at this moment. He shook his head:
"Okay, Nasa, if you are as good as you are, don't complain. You know, I have enough troubles..."
