(I can still ask for one-day tickets, so I’ll continue to ask for tickets today...)
"Anweina, are you entertaining guests?"
I looked at the three people in the room - well, no matter what kind of strange race they are, they are collectively called humans. This is a habit I developed after getting to know many strange guys. I think I should use the head of the family at this time.
He looked like a ghost, so he put on a smile and nodded to the three guests with a special expression, and then looked at the little ghost.
Very good, this expression is so perfect. This always cautious ghost maid brings her acquaintance home for the first time. Of course, I, the head of the family, cannot lose face. This is a perfect first meeting...
"Brother laughs so strangely, it smells like conspiracy." Viska suddenly muttered. This close voice made my expression freeze, and then I slowly lowered my head, suddenly feeling that life was dark: Pandora and Viska
I still hung it on myself, rubbing it from left to right. I was used to it hanging all the way, and I forgot to take it off when I walked in... I appeared in front of the guests as a mobile fortress.
"Uh...that's a very creative way to show up." Sandora glanced at me and muttered while holding back a smile.
"Ah, the master is here." Anweina also stood up hurriedly at the same time. She didn't pay attention to whether her master was having fun, but just floated up in a panic to prepare tea for me, "Master, please wait a moment, I
I need to prepare another black tea..."
"Oh, it's okay, don't work so hard to entertain guests," I said as I picked off the two short winter melons hanging all the way around my body and pressed them on the sofa. There was a bottle of drink on the table.
It was prepared by Anweina for the guests. I took a cup from the side and poured myself a cup. Then I found that the thing poured out was strange: it was a clear liquid with a purple-gray sheen, and it had a kind of
It felt light and unreal, but since it was the drink prepared by Anweina, it must not be much different. So I drank it in one gulp...
“Pfft—” I spurted it out before I even finished eating, “What is this?”
Anweina almost cried when she saw it: "Ghost grass essence and ghost seaweed extract are what the undead like to drink..."
I thought for a while and didn't dare to continue asking what these two things looked like. At the same time, I secretly made up my mind that I would never eat any strange things I encountered by chance in the future, even if they were made by Anweina: I couldn't eat them anymore.
I almost forgot, this all-purpose maid does more than just make food for human beings. This was a bit embarrassing, so I had no choice but to find a topic. So I looked up at the three guests, and I immediately recognized it.
One of them appeared: the human woman wearing a mage's robe. I had seen her next to Jaina before, and she was also a very active person during the Shadow City Carnival.
"Aegwynn? Is that you?"
The female mage smiled appropriately, stood up and gave me a ladylike courtesy that I didn't know what it meant but seemed to be very powerful: "Your Majesty the Emperor, it's a pleasure to meet you again. Well, your way of welcoming guests is very special."
Aegwynn, some people may be a little unfamiliar with this name, but she is a pivotal role in the history of Azeroth. This powerful human mage is a guardian and Medivh's biological mother. It seems that
Her profound magical attainments have greatly extended her youth. If I didn't know about it in advance, it would be hard for me to imagine that this lady would have such a big son - well, this is a digression. She was seduced by Sargeras in Medivh and fell.
After that, Aegwynn disappeared for a time. Later, he came to Jaina and settled in Theramore. When the Emperor arrived in the world of Azeroth, Aegwynn was still serving as a consultant in Theramore. Our
The emergence of the Azeroth world completely disrupted the possible historical trajectory of the world of Azeroth - well, in fact, the moment the Fallen Apostles inserted themselves into the Burning Legion and took over those demons, the history of Azeroth had already moved to another direction.
A completely different world. Later Aegwynn fought in the Salvation Army and survived the final battle. She can be said to be a senior member of the Salvation Army and one of our acquaintances, but we have not had much contact with her for a while.
But I didn't expect that Anweina would invite her over this time - although the two of them knew each other, they were definitely not acquaintances. This was something that puzzled me, but soon I thought of something: Aegwynn might be
I was invited here by Anweina for other reasons.
Recently, a crow named Medivh came to our house. And Anweina is Medivh's guardian...
"Ahem, is it about Medivh?" I scratched my hair, "I really should explain this matter to you. By the way, let me introduce the other two guests first. This little girl is..."
The little girl who looked to be just over ten years old immediately jumped down from the sofa and gave me a clumsy and nondescript salute. It was obvious that she did not understand any greeting gifts at all, and the clothes the other party was wearing were quite simple.
She doesn't look like the upper-class child who was with Aegwynn. This little girl still has some freckles on her face and a little baby fat, so she can't be called beautiful. It can only be said that her eyes are quite smart, and her body looks similar to Anwei's.
It has a similar translucent appearance to Anweina, but its light is dimmer and its face is a bit erratic. It is obvious that this is also an undead creature, and it is much weaker than Anweina.
Anweina gently stroked the little girl's hair, and the ghost's hair floated with faint white light spots in the air: "This is Pamela. When we were in Daron County, we were often together. Eastern Plague
When the area was undergoing reconstruction and purification work, all remaining undead souls that could be saved were registered, and many of them still remembered their names... I really didn't expect that I would see her again one day."
I was stunned for a moment, looking at the little girl looking around curiously in front of me, feeling that I was destined to experience all kinds of weird things. Pamela? Is this little girl Pamela?
"The Eastern Plague has almost been rebuilt, and the second half of the reconstruction work was led by Ms. Sylvanas," Aegwynn added. "The Azeroth Leadership Conference agreed that the Forsaken should expand their living space.
motion, because the ruins of Lordaeron are no longer enough for the undead to survive: after the Scourge was completely crushed, a large number of high-level undead recovered their sanity, and now they are unified under the rule of Lady Sylvanas. This has led to a sharp increase in the population of the Forsaken, and in
After gaining the understanding and recognition of people of all ethnic groups, the Forgotten themselves also realized that they were a new, complete race. Having found the meaning of existence, they also hoped for a better living environment. A small number of humans now live in the East-West Plague.
The area has been completely purified, allowing farmers of all ethnic groups to build new towns. Most areas are undergoing large-scale reconstruction of the Kingdom of the Undead. Most of the people wandering in the Eastern Plague Area are high-level undead, or they have retained their sanity due to chance.
The soul body of this little girl named Pamela belongs to the latter. I recently led some psychics in the Eastern Plague area to assist in the census work of the Eastern Plague... Well, you should know that actually the necromantic magic of psychics is also
I learned it from magic holy places like Dalaran. Strictly speaking, they are also a type of magicians. In order to fight against demons, I had a little knowledge of the necromancy that had just emerged among dark wizards at that time...
After the war, there were many psychics who got rid of control and were willing to do good. Most of them were under Ms. Sylvanas. A small number were re-accepted by various magic groups. Jaina also provided services to some psychics who passed the strict review.
Asylum, they are the ones I lead.”
Aegwynn told me about her current situation, which can be regarded as reporting to me the new changes in the original plague zone of Azeroth. I remembered that the last time I went to the homeland of Lordaeron, the plague zone was still preparing to be completely purified and made available for human habitation.
area. Now it seems that the Forsaken are still being cared for by other races. The Eastern and Western Plagues are turning into the Undead Empire. This should be a change after I left there. These things may also be seen in various reports.
, but now the regional issues in a single world are no longer reported directly to me and Sandora, so I really don’t know very well.
"Dallon County is Anweena's hometown, so it is considered a key reconstruction area. It has been planned and prepared for a longer period of time, and the ground was just broken recently. You may not know it well, but Anweina is among the Forgotten.
But she has a great reputation. The Forsaken commoners respectfully call her "Ms. Anveena" (the word "Ms." here generally refers to noble women with status in Azeroth's civilian circles), or simply the Princess of the Undead.
——They think that being a servant next to the emperor should be regarded as a princess in the lower world. The class view of ordinary people is quite simple."
I couldn't help but glance at the little ghost next to me, and found that this girl was already wandering in a daze. Well, she built an undead empire for her own entertainment in the basement, but she didn't expect that in Aize
The world of Rath has really received such a title - although it is a title with little credibility among the Forsaken civilian circles, and to be honest, I think the definition of "princess" in the world of Azeroth is really awkward.
No idea. But looking at Anweina's appearance, this was enough to keep the little maid in a daze for a long time.
"Ahem, Anweina is just like my sister. It's not an exaggeration to say that. Now let's talk about Pamela?" I reached out to touch little Pamela's head, but was quickly moved by this ghost girl.
She seemed to be curious and wary of the unfamiliar environment, and she seemed to be only a little close to Anweina.
"When we found her, little Pamela's self-awareness was still in a state of confusion. She didn't seem to realize that she was dead, or even that the town had changed. Originally we planned to take her to the Undercity, but later we discovered
She seemed unwilling to leave, and this little girl was looking for something. We asked a soul expert to talk to this little undead, and we were surprised to hear Anweina's name from her mouth, so we contacted Anweina. Yours
My friend, Mistress Qianqian, acted as an intermediary - she seems to be not at home?"
"Well, she... went out to play, God knows where she is now." Although it was said that she planned to go to the suburbs when she set off, but to be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if she called me back from Rio de Janeiro.
I was quite curious at first about how Pamela got in touch with Anweina. The little ghost stayed at home all day long, and I never saw her come into contact with any outsiders. As a result, as soon as I heard Qian Qian’s name, I immediately felt that all the problems were solved.
:It doesn’t seem surprising who Anweina contacted.
Looking at Pamela who was whispering to Anweina, I felt strange, a little unreal, but more relieved. Then my attention finally focused on the last person: the man with pale and lifeless hair.
The aura on his body also belongs to the spirit body, but it may be that he was too powerful during his lifetime. This spirit body is almost real. I found that my previous observation of him was a bit wrong: the other person was not as tall as I thought, and his face was very thin.
, but the large cloak on his body gave him a broad enough back. When we were talking, this stranger remained silent. He neither introduced himself nor cared about the topics around him. He was completely immersed in his own thoughts.
While thinking, she covered most of her face with her long hair, and her appearance was hidden in the shadows: she really didn't look like a polite guest. Anweina was supposed to introduce the guest's identity, but she seemed to have forgotten.
We can only infer from the other person's clothes that he is a mage, and he may have just completed a long journey: his robes are in shabby condition.
The stranger finally woke up from his reverie and replied in a muffled voice: "I am Medivh...well. Partly."
I:"……"
"Aegwynn, why didn't you introduce me earlier?!" I exclaimed immediately. I really didn't expect that there would be a... What is this, a living historical figure, right? "Medivhn? That Medivh of Medivh."
arts?"
Aegwynn was stunned for a moment and shrugged: "You were asking about Pamela just now, and you didn't have time to introduce it, and... he is indeed Medivh, but he is not my son. It can only be said to be part of the latter, presumably.
You discovered that he is an undead and incomplete. I don't know how to face this situation."
"I am the fragment in the Tower of Karazhan. The remaining part of Medivh's soul," the undead man who called himself Medivh spoke. He first looked at Aegwynn, and then whispered, "Medivh has been scattered into many fragments. I
It was the only one that had been found so far, and it was my mother—I mean, my full mother—who suggested I seek help.”
I realized that the situation might be a little more complicated than expected. It was not just as simple as Anweina greeting a few guests. So I became serious: "Let's start from the beginning, what is going on?"
"I once used my own power to bring Medivh back to life." Aegwynn said in a deep voice, "That was many years after he was killed, and the dark power came to Azeroth again. But that resurrection did not
Not perfect, he returned to the world in the form of a semi-undead, trying to give a warning to the human kingdom. You should know what happened next. His efforts failed, and in the end he could only guide Jaina and Thrall across the ocean.
The continent of Kalimdor. After that, I lost news about Medivh. I only knew that he was still wandering around the world. Until the power of the abyss invaded the world and the salvation war began, I tried to find news about him, but to no avail. During the war
Later I found out that my son had died again. He might have tried to fight against some mutated demons, but he didn't know that those demons were no longer the things he knew. This time, in order to prevent him from being resurrected, the demons removed his soul.
It was divided into several parts. One of the fragments, the only fragment that retained a small amount of memory and most of the power, unconsciously wandered to the Karazhan Tower and settled in the Tower of the Dead, where he found
The remnants of Medivh's power during his lifetime slowly recovered his form and became what you see. I think he should be considered his own child, but obviously... only part of it is."
I didn't expect that there would be such a series of stories in the Salvation War. The world of Azeroth was inconsistent with the history I knew, and Medivh's fate was completely different from what I had in mind: he actually acted as a hero in the early days of the Salvation War.
A half-undead person survived and died in that war. After the war, a fragment of his soul wandered to the Karazhan Tower? I do know that tower. After the war, we found that the tower was still standing, so we moved
It has been preserved as a historical relic, and no brick or tile has been touched - maybe at that time, the afterimage of Medivh had already stayed in the tower?
"How did you find him later? Did you go to Karazhan Tower again?" I asked curiously.
Aegwynn seemed a little embarrassed to speak, and Medivh couldn't help but speak: "No, that tower is sealed, and the time and space inside has its own system. No one can get in - well, most people can't get in. Even me.
I couldn't leave: After entering the tower, I was in a state of confusion. I had no idea who I was or where that place was. I only knew that it should be my home during my lifetime, so I lived there. Later, someone broke it.
I was freed from this curse only after I was trapped in my state. I was able to leave the tower, but found that the world outside had changed. The familiar world was destroyed. The earth was covered with scars of war. There were many entrances to the Headwind Path.
I came to a strange goblin town called Shunfeng Express, and Stormwind City was full of weird recruitment advertisements and unseen machinery. I followed the only feeling in my soul that could point the way to find my biological mother, and then I discovered that,
It turns out that I am already a mutilated soul..."
I think I should interrupt: "You said someone freed you from the curse of Karazhan so you could leave that tower. Who did it? Someone entered Karazhan?"
Aegwin finally felt that it was better to speak out, so he nodded as if he was willing to risk it all: "Yes, your... um, she claims to be your wife, the one named Bubbles..."
I was suddenly shocked: "What?!"
Anweina covered half of her face and said with a sigh: "Mistress Bubble said she wanted to clear King's Guardian, so she led nine mass-produced hosts to Azeroth, and they all cleared Karazhan.
, but no monsters were found, only an undead wandering inside the tower, and the undead launched an attack on them..."
Medivh spread his hands: "When I woke up, I found myself beaten to the ground by a group of little girls with the same appearance. The leading girl was hitting my head with a shiny hammer and asking me to equip her.
——And the curse was lifted."
Me: "...I'm sorry..."
"No, I'm very grateful to her for helping me lift the curse. I remember that I initiated the attack, and they had to fight back. And after they discovered that I had regained my consciousness, the little girls immediately stopped and cured my injuries:
This is a favor.”
I:"……"
You know, I want to cry but I don’t have any tears. I imagined countless reasons for Medivh appearing in front of me, but I never thought that it was the child’s mother who did something good. The obsessive game maniac finally decided to take action on the real world.
She really led a group of ten people into Karazhan, and beat up the only humanoid monster inside - Medivh's Echo...
Now, I would rather go back to the house and study the pile of reports - the "leisure tasks" that the child's mother set for herself are too colorful, right?
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