When mentioning the past events of his youth, after all, it was too long ago, Uther always showed a thoughtful expression. Fortunately, those days had a very important impact on his life, and even though they were buried in the deepest part of his memory, they were not forgotten by him.
"That was a young man with a very mysterious identity. The old priests of the monastery paid special attention to him and took care of him like a prince. They made fresh meat into minced meat to feed him, even if he was unconscious.
Insist on bathing him every day and helping him move his limbs. Oh! Jaina, with your understanding of Medivh, you should know that boy, what does he represent?"
Jaina hesitated for a moment. An unconscious boy was treated like a prince. Combining Uther's age and Medivh's experience, Jaina had a guess in her mind, but she was not sure yet.
Looking at the greenery that gradually filled the Plague Land, Uther, in his state of revenant, continued:
"Because I am from a distinguished noble family, I am polite, well-educated, and know how to serve others, so I take care of the young man full-time. I was surprised to find that the young man pretended to be unconscious. When no one else was around, he would
Wake up and talk and play with me. The priests in the monastery all knew it, but turned a blind eye. At first, the boy played his role as a comatose teenager, but as time went by, he gradually became slacker and only had to pretend to be unconscious when there were visitors.
That’s it.”
Jaina nodded, she had already guessed the identity of the young man.
When he was a teenager, Medivh entered the Burning Legion's Sargeras Void Academy to study, so his father Elan found a boy to replace him. He was worried about exposing his flaws, so he kept the boy in a coma.
When Medivh became the Guardian of Azeroth, he did not shy away from this experience. He often showed off to Jaina the days when he studied in the Burning Legion, telling how he stood out among the many geniuses from various planets.
"It's a pity that the good times didn't last long." Uther said with a painful look on his face: "The boy fell ill less than a year after he stayed in the North County monastery. He first had a cough and fever, and then he vomited blood. His face was very bright, as gorgeous as a peach and plum, and he didn't know anyone.
You know what the disease is, Jaina, and you probably also know that there are many diseases that the Holy Light and herbs cannot do anything about."
"Then what?" Jaina asked eagerly.
"The priests of the North County Abbey tried their best, but unfortunately they were still helpless. The boy's illness lasted for more than half a year, and he finally died of the illness. A young man with such an important identity died, and everyone didn't know what to do. After discussion,
Finally, I decided to find a young man who was similar in age to him and familiar with his daily routine to replace him. Since I had been taking care of that young man, this task fell on me."
Speaking of this, Uther showed a mysterious smile:
"The fate of life is like this. Good luck will come to you inadvertently, and there is no way to stop it. In the third year after I replaced that boy, a strange man who was chattering and acting strangely appeared. The priests of the monastery were very angry.
They all respected him very much, calling him the communicator of the Holy Light and a great prophet. The strange thing is,
Even though I became a messenger of light in the future, I still didn’t know the identity of that person. As soon as he saw me, he said that I was extremely valuable and an important person who could influence the fate of the entire world in the future. After hearing this, I felt funny in my heart. What I pretended to be was
With such a prominent identity, isn’t it inevitable that the son of Guardian Aegwynn will have an impact on the world?”
"It's a pity that the man didn't recognize that I was a fake, and he didn't even know that there was a dead young man. He thought I was Medivh, and carefully took out a book and handed it to me. The name is the Holy Book.
The author, Adal, I have never heard of who the divine Adal is. A self-proclaimed prophet told me that Adal knows everything except
Only because of my noble status am I qualified to receive the blessings of the Holy Book. After hearing this, I found it even more funny. I know everything, and even I don’t know that I am a fake. Since I got the Holy Book, although I have no understanding of the words in the book
I can’t understand any of them. The strange thing is that the power of the Holy Light is getting stronger day by day, and it has been favored by the naaru of the heavens..."
"Very good!" Jaina said with a satisfied smile: "You can tell me the whereabouts of the Holy Book."
Jaina threw the ghost mask to Uther, and Uther quickly put it on after taking it. As expected, he turned into another person, and he could become anything he wanted.
"Jaina, the Holy Book is in the North County Monastery, but I want to remind you that the Holy Light is a noble power. Only those with the most noble status are qualified to receive the blessings of the Holy Book and obtain the Naru of the Heavens.
The favor of the king. If it were not for the establishment of the orc shelter, this book should belong to Prince Arthas. Although you are the princess of the seaside kingdom of Kul Tiras, your status is far from prominent enough. You can never expect to obtain it from the sacred book.
Any force."
"Thank you very much, Uther." Jaina smiled charmingly: "How do you know that I am not here for a prince?"
Afterwards, Jaina opened the portal and left, leaving only a shocked Uther.
"A ghost mask that can transform into any shape, my life as a ghost will be full of fun."
Uther put on a ghost mask and turned into an ordinary ghost wandering aimlessly in the Plague Land until he came to Darrow County, where the undead gathered.
In Darrow County, Uther met a lovely undead girl named Pamela, which reminded him of his own daughter, and he felt infinite sadness deep in his heart.
"Why can't I turn into a little girl? Who says an uncle can't have a girl's heart."
Uther suddenly had such a weird idea. Although he thought it was ridiculous, he couldn't help but be driven by desire. He came to the vicinity of Dalong County and settled in a manor that was burned down by the war.
In the dilapidated ruins and among the broken walls, Uther used a ghost mask to transform into a cute little ghost girl, waiting here for the arrival of adventurers.
At this point, Uther calls himself "Little Sister Pamela" and enjoys teasing and playing tricks on adventurers, bringing countless touches and memories to the adventurers in the Plague Land. He enjoys this like a little devil.
The joy that identity brings.
After getting out of the bath, Garona exuded amazing beauty.
She looked at the slightly embarrassed and shy Prince Anduin with a smile, and rubbed the prince's wet and messy hair.
His Highness the Prince is still young, and his masculine features are not obvious. It is not a big deal to bathe with a trusted female elder. After getting along with him for a long time, even the guards who follow the prince have relaxed their vigilance.
When she came into contact with the prince for a certain purpose, Garona carefully managed the relationship between the two, and the two people who "frankly met" soon became confidants who talked about everything. Garona is a brilliant spy, and her
His speech and behavior were very skillful, and he could change the prince's opinion subtly.
"I can't understand my father." Anduin, who was wearing a large yukata, complained: "Aunt Jaina is so beautiful, and the savior Thrall is so kind, why can't we cooperate with the tribe? The Lich King Arthas killed
He killed his father and massacred the entire Lordaeron, we should attack him."
In the heart of the young prince, there are only simple good and evil, and he cannot see through the conspiracy hidden behind it.
Garona just smiled and did not participate in the prince's complaint. She must control the appropriate temperature.
"Mrs. Angel, people say you are the most powerful diviner in the Kingdom of Stormwind. Do you think I will become the king?" Anduin asked uneasily. Although he was not old, he was already full of expectations for the throne.
Garona deliberately showed a hint of sadness and hesitated to speak, which successfully aroused the prince's interest. She touched the prince's head again:
"Your Highness, the future is not destined. It is full of unknown variables. I have seen countless timelines. In many cases, it is a pity that you are not the king. You are running around as a peace messenger for Azeroth.
Speak loudly for peace, but it’s a pity that people just look at you indifferently. If you want to be a king, you only have to..."
"Only what?" Anduin asked hurriedly.
"Power, you must gain the power to influence the world." Garona said solemnly. (To be continued)