Azeroth’s Death Track

Stay away from me, human!

Vereesa Windrunner looked at the human mage Rhonin in disgust. The two were hiding among the rocks in Hillsbrad Hills, which is close to the Arathi Highlands and the Sardo Bridge. At this evening , a red dragon flew across the sky, which made the two of them hide quickly.

Don't touch me! Or I'll cut off your hand!

Vereesa waved the dagger in her hand, and there was still a trace of blood on the dagger. Ten minutes ago, Luo Ning saw with his own eyes how the dagger pierced the back of an orc scout sensitively.

The ruthlessness shown by the Windrunner girl made Ronin somewhat afraid. He shrugged his shoulders and took two steps back, a little further away from Vereesa, but the clearing in the mountain stream was so big, he didn't want Ronin to step back any more. The rhythm of the sound made Vereesa's bad mood even worse.

However, as far as Luo Ning was concerned, the mission sent by Dalaran this time had a good start. At least there was an extra pleasing elf girl by his side, which made his gloomy mood a little better.

Ronin accepted the entrustment of his mentor, Krasus, to go to Grim Batol to investigate the situation of the red dragon and the orcs. This is a very dangerous action, but Ronin still accepted it. Poor reputation, maybe he wanted to prove something, in short, he came to Hillsbrad Hills alone with a portable teleportation array made by the archmages himself.

As for another member of this secret operation, Vereesa Windrunner, an excellent ranger from Quel'Thalas, this time she just came out to relax.

Hey, human!

The figure of the red dragon disappeared into the dark sky. Vereesa shook her head, jumped out of the mountain stream, leaned against a tree, and said to Rhonin:

Is there any wine?

Well?

This request somewhat surprised the mage. In his impression, the high elves represented by Prince Kael'thas were very elegant and respected etiquette. Before he set off from Dalaran, Prince Kael'thas made a special trip to After receiving him, he temporarily taught him a few investigative magics that only elves can use, and the farewell dinner held in the prince's mage's tower also made Ronin feel the only warmth in the cold city.

This somehow made Luo Ning have a good impression of the high elves, but the silver-haired beauty in front of him subverted Luo Ning's impression of the high elves.

It can be seen that Vereesa comes from a famous family, and she has temperament in her every move, but her appearance is rough and reckless, with a hint of venting, and if you look closely, although Vereesa's eyes are very beautiful, they are completely concealed. I can't help the dark circles under my eyes. It didn't happen overnight. This girl must have had a bad time recently.

Give.

Ronin took out a wine jug from his storage backpack, frozen it with frost magic, and handed it to Vereesa. It wasn't that he had any thoughts about the elf. In fact, no human mage would do this. delusions.

With knowledge and insight, they know very well that the love between the short-lived species and the long-lived species is doomed to be a tragedy from the very beginning.

But any man, watching such a little beauty drinking alone, will be more or less curious and... concerned.

So Luo Ning sat quietly 10 meters away from Vereesa. He took out a piece of bacon, cut it open, and handed it to Vereesa with his magical hands. Ronin asked in a low voice:

You... you're from the Windrunner family, aren't you?

Um?

Vereesa's eyes narrowed into a line, staring at Rhonin with a dangerous gaze:

I don't remember telling you my last name!

No no no, don't think too much.

Luo Ning ate a mouthful of bacon, and said with a smile: Marris and I are friends, Maris, do you know? Nathanos Marris, Lordaeron's first ranger general, it is said that he For a period of time, I studied with the Ranger General of the Windrunner in Quel'Thalas, but was accidentally injured, so I came back to Lordaeron to recuperate.

Oh, that disgusting human.

Vereesa is already a little drunk, she is not a ranger who can hold a lot of alcohol, she looked at Luo Ning, and said mockingly:

He's trying to play with my sister's feelings! A disgusting bastard! You should ask if the arrow I shot him when they were dating was accurate enough! Does his left leg still hurt?

Well...

The atmosphere of the conversation became awkward again. Ronin did hear that his friend Nathanos was injured in an accident. There was some insider information, but Marris himself was unwilling to say it, and Ronin was not easy to ask. Now it seems that Lordan The gossip about Maris and that General Sylvanas spread by Ren is not groundless.

But I heard that the relationship between Maris and General Ranger is very pure. He is also a polite gentleman himself, and he is not very good at...

Luo Ning decided to defend his friend, but as soon as he said the beginning, he saw Vereesa draw out her bow with her backhand at a super fast speed, nocking the arrow and opening the bow, it was almost just a blink of an eye, a gleam of sharpness exuding a cold light The arrow pierced the ground under his feet, less than a finger's width away from his leg.

This made the young mage break out in a cold sweat. He jumped up and shouted to Vereesa:

Are you crazy?

And Vereesa's eyes are very dangerous, staring at him like a hunter in the dark:

Don't mention him in front of my eyes!

There was another silence between the two of them, until more than ten minutes later, Ronin lit a bonfire in the dark night, and the two sat by the bonfire in silence, Ronin took a peek at Vereesa, and then Open your mouth and say:

So, you were expelled from the Far Traveler Legion because of this incident?

Vereesa sat by the campfire, clasped her knees with her hands, and replied without raising her head:

You know a lot, human.

It is necessary to understand the situation of my companions. Before I left, Lord Lor'themar told me something about you.

Ronin whispered:

He regretted this. He said that you should have become an excellent ranger lord to assist your sister, but because of impulsiveness, there was a big fight between you sisters. He asked me to take care of you during the mission.

I don't need to take care of you! I appreciate your kindness.

Vereesa said indifferently:

The women of the Windrunner family don't need a man to take care of them! Just don't hold me back.

Also, I'm more curious. I hope you can answer the question that has been buried in my heart for several years.

Ronin's expression also became sad. He looked back at the hills of Hillsbrad shrouded in darkness behind him. He whispered:

During the orc war, I lost my friends in this forest. I was the only one who survived. We were ambushed by death knights in the forest, but not death knights belonging to the tribe.

The mage stared at Vereesa on the opposite side of the campfire. He knew that this question might irritate the moody ranger in front of him, but he had to ask it:

I want to ask you, those death knights, Tyrion, Tyrion Dawnblade, what is his relationship with the Windrunners? Where is he now? What is he doing? Will he come back?

What? You want to avenge your dead companions?

Vereesa raised her head, she looked at Rhonin, the pain on the mage's face was not fake, the ranger could tell it, so she was willing to answer this question, but her tone was still as bad as before:

Only by you?

Give it up, Luo Ning, even Tyrion 4 years ago could easily strangle you, let alone now...

Vereesa's voice became hoarse:

My sister, Alleria, the original patriarch of Windrunner, she voluntarily stayed in Draenor in order to save that dark soul. She was going to die! She grew up with Tyrion, and she always felt that Tyrion still has kindness in his heart... well, well, I admit, maybe he does have some conscience.

The Windrunner chick curled her body up by the campfire, she hated Ronin very much, but at this moment, in this quiet night, after being away from Quel'Thalas that upset her, she would rather hide her heart Tell it to someone else, especially a stranger... who could die on a mission at any moment.

When the orcs attacked Quel'Thalas, Lilas and I hid in Silvermoon City. I wanted to go out to fight, but my eldest sister and second sister stopped me at the gate of the city.

Vereesa stared at the bonfire in front of her eyes out of focus, and said softly:

They took the rangers to support the frontline battlefield. Our mother was lost in that battlefield. Everyone was worried. At that time, we didn't know that Tyrion was already in Quel'Thalas. He opened the barrier and put The orcs were put into Eversong Forest...but at the most critical moment, he closed the barrier again, trapping the orcs in the battlefield.

It's hard to say why he did it, but then everyone said he was actually helping Quel'Thalas, but I didn't believe it! I couldn't believe a dead man could be so kind, until I saw the tombstone of my mother, Tyrion , the tombstone erected by Tyrion... Oh, I haven't said yet, he is an adopted son in our family, and his mother treats him like her own son.

Vereesa spoke upside down, representing her confused state of mind at this time.

He avenged his mother, killed the orc warlock, and then chased him thousands of miles away, finishing him in the tomb of Sargeras. These are all said in the letter sent back by the eldest sister. She thinks Tyrion is still alive. ...But what does it matter to me whether Tyrion lives or dies? Although I call him brother, I care more about my sister! My eldest sister Aurelia...she stayed in Draenor, No one knows what happened to her, no one knows how that cold undead will treat her.

Two tears burst out from the corners of Vereesa's eyes, and her voice trembled a little.

I dare not think about it. I can't sleep every night, and my second sister is also very sad. I can feel that she is disturbed and worried, but she is always cold and she won't show it. Until I found out that she was still dating that human being... The eldest sister clearly told her before she left! And when her family members were still alive and dead, she was still dating!

A gleam of anger shone in Vereesa's eyes:

I shot Nathanos with an arrow, I just wanted to warn her that I could have aimed at his heart... Nathanos made me see the shadow of Tyrion, they are the same polite, same The love is deep, and the same will comfort others, but the more I do this, the more I can't let my second sister suffer the same fate! I want to protect my family! Use my way!

The stubbornness in that language made Luo Ning shiver uncontrollably, but after a while, after he calmed down, he looked at Vereesa, he sighed, and handed a handkerchief to Ranger, He said softly:

Actually, you are thinking about him too, right? From your words, although you said you hate Tyrion, I can tell that you really regard him as a relative. Sorry, I can't imagine my relatives What will I become after suffering such bad luck, maybe I will be more extreme than you...

The mage shook his head:

Compared to what happened to you, my past sufferings are nothing to mention. I'm sorry for bringing up your sadness.

Your suffering?

Vereesa sneered and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. She looked at Luo Ning: What is your suffering? How can you understand my pain.

I, I'm a useless person.

Luo Ning was not angry because of Vereesa's ridicule, he smiled at himself and said in a low voice:

I'm also an unlucky person, you know, the mages of Dalaran like to play tricks on their juniors and give them nicknames, my nickname is... Walking Disaster, all because of my bad luck and my incapable of...

In the quiet night of the Hillsbrad Hills, humans and elves chatted aimlessly. Amidst the blaze of a bonfire, the night slowly passed. Dan, Alleria reached out and brushed her long dark golden hair. She looked at the north beyond the mountains in front of her. Behind her were five blood elf watchers headed by Nasa.

Khaz Modan's icy snowflakes slapped on the bodies of this group of people, but they couldn't make them feel cold, because the blood flowing in their blood vessels was colder than ice.

Alleria stretched out her hand and took a snowflake in her palm. She licked her lips with her scarlet tongue and whispered:

It's almost here, Grim Batol, red dragon, black dragon... It is said that fresh dragon blood will be delicious...