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"Ha~"

Facing the question that Velen raised without hesitation, Kil'jaeden curled up his lips indifferently: "There is no need to raise this question. You know my character and temper very well. I have never changed. So, you You should already know the answer to me."

【Grass! There is a tacit understanding at critical moments, right? 】

【The Riddler? Who knows this? 】

Danmaku, like Sharlayan, was also looking forward to whether Kil'jaeden regretted his decision to join the Burning Legion. Unexpectedly, what he waited for in the end was this kind of riddle: "Everyone who understands understands, and if you don't understand, don't ask." formula answer.

What made Sharlayan even more speechless was that Velen actually nodded in agreement. He obviously understood Kil'jaeden's riddle.

"last question."

Velen stared at Kil'jaeden with bright eyes: "Why do you hate me so much that you even brainwash my child, instigate him to turn against me, and try to instigate him and me to kill each other?"

"Why?" Kil'jaeden looked back at Velen with a complicated expression: "That's a good question, why?"

"I also want to know why you are the only one who has that cheating ability to foresee, and why you can always make the theoretically optimal choice when civilization faces a choice, and even part ways with old friends who have been with you for many years. Even turn against each other."

Velen frowned and interrupted Kil'jaeden's anti-Tiangang rhetoric: "It's not that I want to turn against you, but that you are determined to lead our people on a road of no return."

"As the chief executive of Eredar, I must be responsible for our people and cannot let personal feelings override national justice."

"Ha!" Kil'jaeden spread his hands with a mocking look on his face: "Look! It's this condescending attitude, as if you are the only one in the entire civilization who can make the right choice."

"I……"

Velen also found that his emotions were a bit extreme, and chose to avoid answering Kil'jaeden's sarcasm.

"Answer my question, do you really hate me so much?"

A strange smile appeared on Kil'jaeden's lips: "You already know my answer, you just don't want to admit it."

"Then, let me pierce this layer of window paper."

"That's right! I'm just jealous! Jealous of your god-given ability to foresee! Jealous of the fact that you have done nothing but can easily gain strong support from the people!"

Kil'jaeden's deafening roar caused Velen, who had always been lucky, to fall into a long silence. Yrel looked at his mentor who seemed to have become older, and wanted to roll up his sleeves and have sex with the weak Kil'jaeden on the spot. shelf.

Valeera, who was eating melons and watching the show next to Sarlayan, stopped the grumpy girl and silently shook her head at her.

"Yrel, this is a private matter between the Prophet and Kil'jaeden. It is not for us juniors who do not understand the complex situation to comment."

After a long time, Wei Lun sighed quietly and broke the silence: "It turns out that you have had such complicated emotions towards me since many years ago."

"As you said, I didn't understand people's hearts at all at that time. My eyes were all focused on the sustainable development of civilization. I was too high-minded and reticent. Instead, I ignored the seemingly trivial things around me. I had no connection with them. The fireworks of joy among the people.”

"Ta~"

After asking the questions he wanted to ask, the doubts that had been accumulated in Velen's heart for many years were finally answered. Although his mood was still very complicated, Velen felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation at this time. He stood up from the chair with the prophet's staff and turned back to look at Yrel and Yrel, who were grinning at Kil'jaeden. Sarlayan's expression remained calm.

"Little friend, thank you for agreeing to my untimely and rude request. I have finished asking my questions, and then... I will leave it to you to handle."

Accompanied by Yrel, Velen left this special underground prison with steady steps.

But Sarlayan, who was good at capturing emotional changes, could see the deep sadness in his seemingly calm eyes. Kil'jaeden's merciless shouting obviously hurt this old man, because A respectable elder who has become more and more emotional due to wear and tear.

Watching Velen leave with the help of Yrel, Onyxia, who had eaten her fill, burped on the spot.

"Hiccup~ Thanks for the treat."

Sarlayan glared at the shameless Black Dragon Princess angrily: "After the show is over, return to your post as soon as possible. We still have a lot of important work to complete after that."

Onyxia smiled and leaned into Sarlayan's ear and whispered: "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I agreed to do. Don't worry yet~"

"Um?!"

Onyxia's so-called "quiet voice" was actually meaningless to the demigods present. If she really wanted to conceal it, there was no need to say it out loud. It would be enough to tell her through the private channel of the soul link.

It was clear that this fun-loving person was deliberately stirring up trouble. Her short words made Valeela, the chief housekeeper, raise her eyebrows on the spot. Jaina also looked at Sarlayan who looked a little embarrassed. .

"Oh? Promise?"

Azshara took the initiative to ask with interest: "What agreement? Tell me, you have a new trick?"

"Cough cough!"

Sarlayan hurriedly straightened his face and said to Onyxia: "Let's get down to business, don't make jokes here."

In order to ease the embarrassment at the scene, Sarlayan turned to look at the fraudster who had empty eyes and seemed to be still thinking about the previous conversation.

"Kil'jaeden, do you have any last words?"

"No." The deceiver, whose injuries had never healed, shook his head calmly: "I am very satisfied that I can finally see Velen and say what I have been holding in my heart for many years... Speaking of which, I am very satisfied. Thank you, Master of Azeroth."

"But don't blame me for not reminding you."

As the saying goes, when a person is about to die, his words are also kind. Kil'jaeden, who has looked away from everything, gave a sincere suggestion out of good intentions: "Don't try to confront Sargeras head-on."

"You are indeed worthy of praise for defeating me, but that's all."

"You should also know that there is an almost insurmountable gap between demigods and true gods."

"Perhaps you can barely defeat that miserable half-finished product of Argus through various off-site methods, but... even if you use all the resources available to Azeroth, you will never pose a fatal threat to Sargeras. , that guy doesn’t even exist in the same dimension as ordinary true gods.”

"If you insist on fighting Sargeras head-on, there will only be one final result - you will lose everything." (End of this chapter)