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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty: Principal One

What is love? Young Luo Ning still can't fully understand it.

We will stay together forever, grow old together, and never leave.

I still don’t care about the longevity of genius, I only care about having it.

The former is commendable, the latter is more like an excuse for some scumbags.

What Varimathras said was not entirely correct. The love between Ronin and Vereesa was not without considering the future. They overcame many difficulties and knew the problems they would face, but finally chose to be together.

Enjoy everything in front of you and don't worry about the future. You clearly know that life and death will be separated in the future. Unforgettable love finally defeats future considerations.

But Varimathras once again plucked out the knot in Ronin's heart.

Varimathras saw the doubts in Ronin's heart and sighed: "Look, I had the opportunity to turn my beloved Lisa into a clan of Dreadlords and let us be together forever. But I didn't do that, I didn't

You are willing to let her suffer this eternal pain, but what about you? What can you do for your Vereesa? Are you willing to stay with him forever?"

Luo Ning seemed to be touched, and he fell into deep thinking.

"I don't know, maybe what you said is right, but how can I believe you." Luo Ning asked hesitantly.

"You have to believe in yourself." Varimathras encouraged Ronin: "Look at those savage orcs, who are proud of their ruthlessness and cruelty. We Nathrezim are ashamed to associate with them, but they are still subject to

The appreciation of the Legion.”

Luo Ning knew this was a temptation, but it really touched his heart.

You know it's a temptation, but you still can't help but get in. This is the most ingenious and brilliant trap.

This day, Luo Ning was in a state of confusion. He didn't know how it passed. He felt confused, confused, and completely out of state. Fortunately, his assistant reminded him that he didn't make any mistakes.

Back home, he looked at his beautiful wife, Veresa, who still had a long life, at least a life span of several thousand years.

High elf women have never been some delicate aristocratic young ladies, especially the three Windrunner sisters. They have all received arduous training, are willing to endure hardship, and are willing to sacrifice everything for their families.

Vereesa has her own work and responsibilities, and the tragedy of Silvermoon City tortures her heart.

She is also taking care of the family. High elves have long lifespans. They have more time to study and can handle their families and careers rationally.

Perfect wife, enviable family.

But what about me? But I am getting older day by day.

The contrast in appearance between the two of them is changing little by little. In a few years, he will look like an older brother, then a father and daughter, and finally a grandfather and granddaughter.

It's a pity that there is only a few decades of love.

What a tragedy.

Human beings have a lifespan of less than a hundred years, so all this is bound to happen.

Luo Ning hated that he was not a high elf.

When a person is confused, he must find someone to clear his mind, usually a friend or an elder.

Ronin found Kael'thas, and the two met in a secret tavern outside Dalaran.

Luo Ning first briefly reported on the progress of the Dalaran magic circle. The gathering of magic power has been completed. Now all that is left is for Jaina to steal the Book of Medivh and find the key spell on it to summon Archimonde.

Antonidas was very satisfied with Ronin's performance, and he couldn't wait to gain the power of the Burning Legion.

Kael'thas also briefly outlined the preparations of the Scourge, and the magic transmission structure leading to Tirisfal has been completed.

In addition, the Scourge is gradually approaching Dalaran, which shows that everything is going well so far.

"I added an extra magic circle that can communicate with the legion." Luo Ning emphasized specifically: "As long as he gets the Book of Medivh and finds the corresponding magic, Antonidas can directly contact Archimonde."

"Do you have hope for the Burning Legion, or do you have illusions about Antonidas?"

Kael'thas noticed Ronin's absent-mindedness and asked with a half-smile.

"Kael'thas, I know the tragedy in Silvermoon City, but Dalaran is different from Silvermoon City." Luo Ning thought about the words: "Antonidas is a great mage. He is too old. He is very

It’s hard to resist the temptation of strength.”

Kael'thas noticed the unnaturalness in Ronin's tone, frowned, and asked:

"What, you and Veresa had a fight?"

Luo Ning did not deny or admit it, he just lowered his head and drank sullenly.

Kael'thas winked and showed an expression that I understand: "The three Windrunner sisters are famous throughout Silvermoon City for their fierceness and strength. Men, why should we be serious with her? You might as well give in."

Luo Ning was stunned, put down his wine glass, and murmured:

"I'm thinking about what Veresa should do when I get older day by day."

"Why do you have such an idea?" Kael'thas seemed very surprised:

"Okay, let me answer you. Just look at me and you will know. We high elves have always been very infatuated. When you are gone, Vereesa will definitely miss you and raise her children alone."

Luo Ning shook his head and smiled. The Elf Prince had no credibility at all when it came to infatuation.

Kael'thas also felt a little blushing, so he could only force his words: "Don't look at me like this, I truly love every woman, and I love hard and unforgettable. We high elves have always been very serious about relationships."

Luo Ning still had a wry smile on his face.

"Something's wrong, you must be hiding something from me." The topic changed and Kael'thas went straight to the point: "Luo Ning, don't tell me that you can't stand the temptation of the legion's power."

"How is that possible!" Luo Ning was making excuses for himself: "I'm just not feeling well, you know me."

"No, no, someone must have said something to you."

Kael'thas's expression was extremely serious, and he warned seriously: "You must be vigilant, especially those cunning Dread Lords. Their most common trick is to first give you seemingly bright hope, and then destroy your hope with their own hands.

The ruins of Silvermoon City are the best proof of the despair that plunges you into darkness."

Luo Ning suddenly felt a change in the direction of the wind. He had a feeling that Kael'thas knew everything.

Dalaran!

Antonidas was as happy as a child celebrating the Winter Festival. He flipped through Medivh's spell book and was completely fascinated by the spells recorded in it.

Medivh is worthy of being the guardian. He actually collects a wide variety of magic and spells, which is like a royal treasure house. In comparison, Dalaran is like a rich country man who has never seen the world.

"The beast guarding this book, a disgusting vicious dog with a human head, actually treated me..." Jaina cried miserably and bit her lips: "In order to get this book, I have to

Bear with it."

The words that Jaina didn't want to say made Antonidas feel even more sad, and he sighed deeply.

"My child, Azeroth will remember your sacrifice today." Antonidas carefully comforted Jaina:

"When Guardian Medivh loses the backing of the Burning Legion, it will be our time for Dalaran to rise. I will not forget your efforts today. I am old, and Dalaran will be in your hands one day."

Antonidas suddenly noticed that the Book of Medivh contained a spell to communicate with the leaders of the Burning Legion, and it happened that Ronin also built the corresponding magic circle. This was not in the plan and was a decision made by Ronin without authorization.

It is better to communicate with Archimonde first, let the other party promise and set out conditions, and then perform the summoning ceremony. This is the wisest choice. (To be continued)


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