"I am willing to use the whereabouts of the Tide Stone as a bargaining chip. I can even help you retrieve it."
In the "Loneliness" Castle in the Realm of Death, Prince Farodis, who existed in a special state, no longer had the elegance he had before. In a sincere and urgent tone, he requested the great lord sitting in front of him:
"Please kindly share this "freedom" that we have longed for ten thousand years with my people. This is the best gift they can get..."
Prince Farodis does not have a "body" in the traditional sense, but the omnipresent death energy in the Realm of Death has created an "energy body" for him that can be touched and enjoy food and wine just like a real body. , the extreme fit between the mind and the body does not even affect the perception of the will. In addition to not having flesh and blood, in this world of souls, Prince Farodis seems to be truly "reborn".
The curse that was cast down thousands of years ago, the memory that had been torturing his mind, and the shackles of his soul were completely gone in this land that was not managed by Azshara.
The freedom of the body is only insignificant, what is more important is the freedom of the soul...the freedom of the soul!
Prince Farodis is the most special ghost in the ruins of Azsuna. Probably because Queen Azshara was not willing to let the rebel easily survive the immortal curse, she gave up Farodis. All ghosts outside of here are trapped in a memory gap. Those ghosts have lost the concept of the passage of time. Their souls are trapped in fragments of their lives, trying to break the cycle over and over again. But they can't do it!
The terrifying cycle of ten thousand years has plunged these cursed ghosts into chaos and madness. In fact, the ghosts that naturally arise due to various accidents in the world of Azeroth have some abnormal concepts of time. The manifestation is extreme stubbornness. Unless there is a strong impact of facts, their thinking will stay at the moment of death forever, and they will continue to repeat that terrible encounter in time.
In other words, in the entire Azuna, only Farodis is a normal ghost, and the others have gone crazy. They cursed Farodis crazily, thinking that it was Farodis who disobeyed the queen. Suna has caused this terrible reality. They will not listen to Farodis' explanation, and they are unwilling to accept the reality. The ghosts who once loved the leader have become the most resentful lunatics, constantly using all kinds of vicious curses. Treat the only sober person with cold violence.
Queen Azshara tortured Faroldis in this way as punishment for his betrayal.
It has to be said that a woman's anger and revenge are the most terrifying things in the world. It can even transcend time and turn into substantial resentment for ten thousand years to continuously attack Farodis' will... So here again Let me emphasize once again, don't mess with women, especially those with great power.
Faced with the plea of Prince Faroldis, Tyrion shook the wine glass in his hand. In the light refracted by the bright red wine, the great lord said softly:
"Forget the Tidestone, that thing is just a trivial decoration in my opinion... Why don't you talk about yourself? Faroldis... I heard that you and the entire Azsuna disaster are responsible for Is it because you betrayed Azshara?"
The great lord took a sip of the wine and said with great interest:
"I guess that would be a great story..."
"No, that's not great at all."
Prince Farodis sat back in his chair, covering his face with his hands like a frustrated person, and he said softly:
"I was a bad leader, I was blind, I chose a wrong path, and ended up letting my people bear the disaster for me. It was a stupid thing I did, and my people would not be able to rest in peace after death. It was my failure.
..It made them look like humans and ghosts now..."
"Um?"
Tyrion narrowed his eyes:
"This sounds like the beginning of a family-friendly story... Come on, Farodis, share it. If I think this story makes me happy, maybe I will agree to your request..."
Prince Faroldis was stunned for a moment. He looked at Tyrion. After confirming that the latter was not joking, the prince sat up straight. His eyes fell on the burning fireplace in front of him. In the beating of the flames, he seemed to
Seeing a vision of the past, he whispered:
"That's actually... a very simple thing."
"Ten thousand years ago, a few months before the War of the Ancients, I was the magic advisor to Queen Azshara. It was just an honorary title. All magic princes have this title. The only special thing is that I rule
The city below is Narthalas, which is very close to Jin Azshara, so I visit the queen more often than other magic princes."
"I thought it was an honor..."
Farodis shook his head: "But it turned out later that it wasn't..."
"When I met with Queen Azshara on a certain occasion, I smelled some special energy in her gorgeous heaven-like palace that I had never been exposed to before. It was a kind of magic that was biased toward destruction and destruction. I was curious.
Driven by my heart, I followed the footprints left by that energy, all the way from Golden Azshara to the Well of Eternity...I discovered the secret hidden by my beautiful queen who swore allegiance."
"She was using the energy of the Well of Eternity to summon demons... Destroyers from the stars. The number made my scalp numb. I didn't know what to do at the time. I couldn't betray the queen, and I couldn't tell this news.
It leaked out... So I secretly returned to Nar'thalas. I didn't know. At that time, I thought that the supreme queen was seduced by the devil and lost her mind."
The magic prince from ten thousand years ago showed a hesitant smile:
"I returned to the place where I was born. I summoned my friends and other magic princes, including Torsedrin, who was still very young at the time. They told me that the queen was not tempted, and those demons were the queen.
Summoned on her own initiative, the queen signed a secret agreement with the leaders of the demons."
"I was at a loss when I learned the truth. Maybe I should continue to be loyal to the queen like my companions and comply with all her requests, but...but I can't do it."
"I study the magic of alien creatures. I know very well what terrible consequences it will have if I rush to summon a group of destroyers into my world. I tried to persuade the queen, but we had a quarrel. I have always ruled with wisdom and majesty.
The queen of the empire became stubborn and unconvincing. She scolded me and ordered me to obey... At that moment, I knew that my beloved queen had stepped into an abyss."
Faroldis clenched his fists. Even though ten thousand years had passed, the flame in his eyes still did not go out, and his voice became firmer:
"I want to save her... The first step is to eliminate the influence of demons on the queen, but the demon portal opened with the help of the Well of Eternity cannot be destroyed. It is protected by the Well of Eternity. I must find another way.
, So, I found the divine object hidden deep in the treasure house at Nathalas Magic Academy where I originally studied magic...the Tide Stone."
"I can't use it, it doesn't recognize me, but there is no doubt that this artifact contains powerful power, and the best thing is that this artifact is very disgusting with demons and evil energy. I just need to hide it.
Putting it soundlessly into the Well of Eternity, the confrontation between the two energies was enough to completely destroy the portal... Unfortunately, just when I was preparing to carry out this adventurous plan... it was leaked."
Tyrion handed a glass of wine to Faroldis at the right time, and the latter took it in his hand, drank the wine in one gulp, and said in a painful voice:
"Fandos, a member of the court of Na'thalas, I once considered him to be my most loyal subordinate, but he was not... He passed the news to the queen, and that night, in Na'thalas
In the square of Si, the cloaked Queen Azshara appeared there. In front of me, she used her terrifying power to smash the Tidestone to pieces..."
"The moment the energy of the divine object was released, Queen Azshara used that energy as a carrier to bring a terrible curse to the land of Azsuna. I will never forget that night, that terrible curse
Energy storm."
Undisguised pain flashed in the eyes of the Magic Prince:
"It was not that the subsequent big explosion of the Well of Eternity destroyed Azsuna and my Sanaras, it was not that... before the Well of Eternity exploded, my beloved hometown had already been destroyed and was destroyed by it.
The loyal rulers destroy them without caring, just like crushing disobedient insects, but the people...my people, they are innocent!"
"I can understand that the Queen wants to punish me for my betrayal, but she shouldn't punish her people for this reason... Her people did not betray her!"
Groups of weak flames composed of pure magic power were moving at the fingertips of Farodis. This scene was certainly due to the strong shock of the Magic Prince's mind, but it also gave Tyrion a new understanding of the power of the ghost in front of him.
know.
This is the world of death...all the power in the world will be erased in this place, but the elf prince in front of him, relying only on his own understanding of magic, actually reorganized the fire magic again in this place that is completely opposite to the current world.
The core... This is almost impossible to do, at least Tyrion himself can't do it.
In other words, the magic prince in front of him from 10,000 years ago has almost surpassed the shackles of this world in his understanding of fire magic. His understanding of fire has reached another level, and even the laws of the world can no longer restrain him.
..And according to what he said, there were more than a dozen magic princes like him during the Elf Empire.
"Hmm...Are the mages of the Elf Empire...all monsters?"
The high lord complained, but in his heart, after seeing the potential of Farodis, he made a new arrangement for the ghosts in the ruins of Azsuna.
To Tyrion, it makes no difference whether these ghosts are righteous or evil. As long as they can show their worth, the world of death is willing to open the door to them. If they are just a group of people who can only shout
Just trash, the great lord will not notice them at all, just like a mortal will not notice the ants at his feet.
"Well, don't blindly obey anyone, especially your leader..."
Tyrion crossed his legs and leaned in his chair in a very comfortable posture. He looked at Prince Farodis in front of him and said softly:
"I saw your admirable character from your story, Farodis, and I believe your people are worth saving... But I don't need the Tidestone. I've already said that.
It didn’t mean much to me, I needed something else.”
The great lord raised his glass to the Magic Prince:
"For someone like you, you should know what I need...Would you like a toast?"
Prince Farodis did not raise his glass immediately. He looked at Tyrion. Although he desperately wanted his people to be free, he was not willing to just sell his people to someone he had just met, who did not know the details and had terrible characteristics.
A guy with great strength and great ambition.
He said to Tyrion:
"I am willing to serve you in exchange for the freedom of my people, but I cannot interfere with their choices, and I don't want to interfere! In the story just now, my people have paid for a reckless action I made ten thousand years ago.
They paid a heavy price, and I don’t want to add any more burden to them. That’s not what a leader should do.”
"Is this a bargain?"
Tyrion's expression became cold, and he looked at Faroldis:
"I'll give you another chance to organize your words, Farodis, freedom... The price of freedom has always been expensive. Is there freedom in this world that can be bought without bloodshed? You shouldn't be so naive, right?
?”
"Bang"
The great lord tapped his fingers lightly on the table, took a sip of the cold wine, and said:
"500 years... 500 years of serving the Dark Blade, I mean everyone! After the soul contract ends, I will allow you eternal freedom... Before hell collapses, I can guarantee that no one can
Interfering with your freedom..."
"500 years?"
Prince Farodis breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that what the great lord wanted was the eternal loyalty of all the residents of Nathalas, which would be equivalent to the freedom they obtained becoming meaningless. They were replacing one slavery with another.
Curse, but...if it was just 500 years, it would be much simpler.
Even if he turns into a ghost, Farodis' thinking still belongs to the immortal species. In the eyes of these immortal species, 500 years is just an insignificant moment in a long life.
"good!"
Prince Faroldis raised his wine glass and gently collided with the wine glass in the hands of the great lord. In the clear sound, the magic prince drank the wine in the glass in one sip, and then threw the wine glass into the burning fire in a slightly rude way.
In the fireplace, amid the sound of the glass being burned by the flames, Prince Faroldis leaned towards Tyrion, and in a 90° bow that symbolized obedience, he whispered:
