On the night of the third day of the Draenor Champions Cup, a grand bonfire party started as usual in this grassland that had been swept by the excitement of gladiatorial combat. The orc clan and draenei people here seized this biennial business opportunity and had
A large clan-style bonfire, barbecues sprinkled with secret spices, flavored fish that the Draenei people are good at, various snacks, and various souvenirs fill the grassland outside the arena.
This is the grandest ceremony in this small world. All the tents made by the orcs in advance have been sold out. There are still many people who have not bought tents. Fortunately, the temperature is comfortable at this time. Even if you lie down on the grassland for a night, take a look.
Stars are also a different kind of experience.
Of course, it is best not to go too deep into the shadows at the edge of the burning campfire. The huge amount of hormones secreted by the hot-blooded fight during the day makes many travelers not resist the dew love at night. In short, those one after another depression
The sound can be regarded as a part of the scenery at the Champions League night.
And if you are lucky enough, you may even be able to seduce some drunk draenei ladies. They will let you experience what a real "exotic style" is. However, if you are attracted by a drunk female orc,
That's probably another sad story. Well, of course, maybe some guys might be more excited about it.
"Okay. I've informed my parents that I'm safe!"
In the Black Ghost Chapter's camp some distance away from the arena, Dornan grabbed a communication crystal, winked at the children around him and said with a smirk:
"My parents are on a date at Tiange Lake. They don't have time to take care of us, but Aunt Tiffany asked us to go back before midnight. She will send someone to pick us up. Well, we can probably play for a few hours.
By the way, Vanessa is very angry because she thinks we don’t take her to play with us..."
"Very good! Let her be angry alone."
Taelia casually picked up a battle ax from the weapon rack next to her. This talented warrior girl looked at the gladiators training against each other under the bonfire. She said eagerly:
"I'm going to challenge those black ghost gladiators! Look at the results of my recent training. Do you want to come with me? Dornan?"
"I'm not going!"
Dornan made a face towards Taelia, and then ran to the tent on the other side:
"Black Ghost said they have some loot in their warehouse for us to choose from, so I'm going to go treasure hunting! I'll bring one to Vanessa by the way, so she doesn't let me sleep on the floor tonight. Do you want it?"
Taelia, I can bring you one by the way, you have to trust my vision~"
"Dornan! Wait, where are Anduin and Salantia?"
Taelia shouted loudly, while Dornan, who had already rushed into the Black Ghost Warband's warehouse, said without looking back:
"He and Black Ghost went to treat that elf! That little pervert likes that beautiful elf named Valeela, he hates it the most! I'm going to tell Aunt Tiffany and let her spank him! Humph, I'm angry!
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In a tent on the other side of the Black Ghost Chapter's camp, the doctor in the Chapter, an old troll witch doctor, was pouring a medicinal soup with a halo like blue starlight into the unconscious Valeela.
This potion mixed with some magic essence can suppress the magic addiction rolling in the body of the high elves and the curse that broke out at the same time. The magic addiction is the attribute of the high elves, but the curse was during their death fight in Highmaul.
The curse that was placed on Valeera by an orc warlock was very strange. It would cause Valeera's addiction to break out more frequently, and each time it would become more painful.
This is also the reason why Valeera and Varian broke out into a quarrel last night... Varian asked Valeera to stop fighting and receive treatment, but Valeera was unwilling. She preferred to accompany Varian through the Champions Cup.
The reason why the High Elf Assassin is so persistent is also very simple. She received a summons from the Sangunar family. After the Champions Cup game, she will leave the battle group and return to the world of Azeroth to Feralas.
The ancient city of Elrethalas returned to the high elven civilization under the leadership of the Sun King.
From Valeela's point of view, this means that she and Varian will be separated forever. For a girl chasing an impossible love, there is nothing more painful than this.
"She is always like this. She must do what she sets her mind to. She is very stubborn and very troublesome."
Varian, wearing a black helmet, was half-kneeling in front of Valeera's hospital bed. He reached out his hand and brushed the long golden hair of the unconscious high elf assassin. Behind him, Anduin and Salandia
While he was carefully watching Black Phantom's "trophies", Black Phantom's voice also made Anduin turn around. He looked at Black Phantom's gentle back, and he suddenly asked:
"You like Ms. Valeela, right? Mom said that only when you like someone can you tolerate her shortcomings generously."
"Like? Hehehe"
Varian let out a burst of laughter. He covered Valeera with the quilt, then turned around and looked at his grown-up son through the eye hole of the helmet. This was the first time he had been with him since they were separated.
His son was so close, and he had a lot to say to Anduin, but in the end he relied on his firm will to suppress the turmoil in his heart. He sighed, picked up two apples from the table, and handed them to Anduin.
Because and Sarantia.
"Silly boy, this is not a question of whether you like it or not. The world of adults is very complicated...Forget it, why am I telling you this?"
Varian shook his head and walked to the two children. In his tent, there was a wooden weapon rack filled with various weapons.
"Look at this!"
He picked up a dagger, which was very rough, as if it was made of animal bones. He placed the dagger in front of Anduin and whispered:
"This is the weapon your father and I took when we first entered the gladiatorial arena. It was miserable, right? Hahaha, at that time we were gladiators under a big slave owner named Rhaegar. We were inexperienced.
A real rookie is bullied by those old guys all day long, but your father is very talented...it only took him 3 months to become a real gladiator."
"Wow!"
Anduin blinked, put down the apple in his hand, and held the rough animal bone dagger in his hand, as if feeling what his father was feeling at that time. After a few seconds, he raised his head and looked at the black ghost:
"You haven't told me yet, where is my father? What is he busy with? Uncle Tyrion often said that my father is a born warrior, he just needs to be polished, and when he is strong enough, he will come to pick him up.
My mother and I, and my mother said that my father is a hero and a good king, don’t you think so?"
"He..."
Varian stretched out his hand and touched Anduin's head with some trembling. It was hard to imagine that a powerful gladiator could not control his fingers, but it was indeed the case. However, after a moment, he surged again.
His mood calmed down, he turned around, leaned against the weapon rack, stretched out his hands to hold Anduin and Salandia in his arms, the two children resisted at first, but they seemed to feel the inner surge of the black ghost.
Feelings moved, but no longer resisted.
"Your father, Varian, what should I say? I also talked about these issues with him, and he told me that he was not a hero."
Varian's voice became hoarse:
"If he was truly a hero, he would not have allowed Tyrion to take you and your mother away from him... He has been regretting it and hating himself for being weak, but Tyrion was right, he did
He was a born warrior, but it was a pity that he realized this only after losing everything and becoming a true gladiator."
"As for the king...he is no longer the king, silly boy. He gave up his responsibilities and mission and ran away."
Black Ghost's voice became deeper and deeper. After taking a breath, he turned to look at Anduin who was thoughtful. He touched Anduin's hair and whispered softly:
"But believe me, he still loves you, very much. You and your mother will always be the most cherished treasure in his heart. When we were separated, Varian told me that he would continue to practice and become a better person.
Strong, strong enough to rival Tyrion, and then come and take you home."
"But...but why does it have to be stronger than Uncle Tyrion?"
Anduin bit the apple and continued to ask:
"And you said that Uncle Tyrion snatched me and my mother away from my father, but that's not what my mother said. She said that it was Uncle Tyrion and Aunt Alleria who saved her. Without them, my mother might
I will never wake up again. So, you must be lying to me. Uncle Tyrion is so kind to me, and he even sent me to Shattrath to learn the Holy Light spell with Naaru."
"He's a bad guy! Silly boy."
Varian couldn't help but hug Anduin tightly, and he said in a deep voice:
"Believe me, Tyrion is a villain, he..."
Varian was speechless because he saw Anduin looking at him with an angry look.
"You are not allowed to slander Uncle Tyrion like this. I have seen it with my own eyes. In order to protect the humans in Northern Xinjiang, my uncle used dangerous gems to kill the great demon. For a period of time, he returned to the temple every day and was covered in blood...
.He never called anyone a bad guy, he always said they were just not smart enough to see the truth!"
Anduin struggled to get out of Varian's arms. He pulled Salandia and looked at the black ghost in front of him. He asked suspiciously:
"Did father tell you that? Did father say that Uncle Tyrion was a villain?"
Looking at Anduin's eyes, Black Phantom clenched his fists in pain, but in the end, he tilted his head and pretended to be relaxed and said:
"No, kid, your father never said anything bad about Tyrion. These are all my thoughts. He and I are good friends, and I always have to stand by his side... By the way, speaking of it, after a few
It's your birthday today, do you have any wishes? If I meet your father next time, I can tell you."
"Well... I don't have any wishes."
Anduin tilted his head and thought for a moment, then looked at the black ghost:
"But if you have to talk about your wish, can you tell my father that my mother and I miss him very much and ask him to take time to come to the Dark Temple to meet us. I know that my father must be doing some right and great things. I
Don't want to disturb him, but really..."
The little prince raised his finger and whispered like a child:
"Really, I just need to take up a little bit of his time. Mom misses him so much. Sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night, I see the magical image of my mom holding him and crying alone...even though she can't cry.
Tears, but I can feel that my mother is very lonely, and, besides, I haven’t seen him yet.”
At this moment, Varian felt a strong urge to take off his helmet and hold his son in his arms, but...but he couldn't. Tyrion might be watching from a corner.
As for him, he can't... he can't drag Anduin and Tiffany into danger again because of himself.
"Okay, okay."
Varian covered up his inner vulnerability. He stood up, patted the dust on his body, bent down, looked at Anduin, and then stretched out his hand:
"I will tell you, but you haven't told me your wish yet... You see, what you just said was your wish for your father. As for me, I am a black ghost, so I can also fulfill your other wish.
~"
"Really?"
A happy smile appeared on Anduin's face. He looked at the black ghost. The instinctive kindness in his heart made him couldn't help but step forward and hugged the black ghost's waist. He said:
"I saw the Champions League King of Gladiators' belt that day. It's very cool! I think it will look very handsome on you. So, can you get that belt and take a magic picture with me? I can take it.
Go back and show Grandpa Windsor."
"certainly!"
Varian hugged his son and said in a sacred, promise-fulfilling tone:
"I promise! Kid, I'm going to get that belt for you...no one can stop me!"
"Wow"
The curtain of the tent was suddenly opened at this moment, and Queen Tiffany, who arrived quietly in the darkness, appeared at the entrance of the tent. Behind him, there were several gladiators escorting her. However, just as the tent was opened,
At that moment, the black ghost holding Anduin subconsciously turned his head to look at the door.
And Queen Tiffany also saw those familiar eyes that appeared in every dream. Varian's poor disguise could deceive the naive Anduin, but he couldn't deceive her. What's more terrible is that in this
In the tent where Varian lived, there was another beautiful elf lying on his bed.
"You! Disgusting...liar!"
"Tiffany! Let me explain!"
In the beating blood halo, Queen Tiffany's figure turned into a swift shadow and disappeared into the camp of the Black Ghost Chapter. Varian, who had been holding Anduin just now, was even more like this at this moment.
Like a hunting cheetah, it disappeared at the entrance of the camp in an instant.
There were only Anduin standing there stupidly and Salantia sitting there eating an apple. They were two stupid children, but they had no idea what was going on.
