Chapter 635: Peggy's Land of the Dead Adventure (17)
He returned to the chapel with the Ashbringer...... He was so excited when he found you, his eyes were full of happiness, and I watched him grow up and never met him...... It was the happiest day of his long years. After a long pause, Fording sighed and said, "No one expected Arthas's revenge to come so quickly, the Scourge army bypassed the front line and attacked here, if it weren't for your father's death......
He stopped, and Loria was looking back at him, a cold, hateful look in her red eyes.
Fordin could understand the feelings, he had made the same mistake, for justice or some greater purpose, Tyran had lived a life of abandonment, and by the time he began to regret it, Tyran had been abducted into the abyss of hatred by the evil liar of Esendley.
"What's the matter? Is this Darian's daughter? isn't she dead?" asked the old man who was holding the box, like an officer, "Ah, little girl, you don't have to worry about the pension, for we will provide a large sum of money to the family of each member who died in battle." ”
Ferding clenched his fists, he had just returned here to take over the leadership, who had let this idiot be the affairs officer?
Loria's attention was drawn away, and her numbness was ignited into anger...... Most people don't tend to blame themselves, and she is no exception, and perhaps in the dead of night, she blames herself for this irreparable regret, but now, she simply puts all the blame on Silver Dawn's head.
It was they who took away their blood relatives, it was they who kept their father and daughter from being reunited, it was they who betrayed the Crusaders, and they called on people here to resist the undead, and the result was nothing more than the impotent waste of sacrificing their soldiers.
When people looked at her again, they were shocked to find that the scene around her began to distort slightly—she was not good at precise control of magic, and under the wrath of her master, those sleeping huge magic began to run around unconsciously, even to the extent that it affected reality.
The old man holding the box was speechless, as if something was choking him, and the poor child in front of him became a terrifying great magician.
This is no longer the normal level of a little girl's crying and screaming emotions.
Furding frowned, he didn't like Loria's gaze, that kind of gaze that looked at people without warmth was no different from the most evil killers...... His hand reached for the hilt of his sword, ready to strike.
Her anger is indeed excusable, but if she can't control herself and falls into the abyss of depravity, he will be able to bear the grief of the past and the coming to him.
The drunken dwarf seemed to have not stood still, and suddenly slammed into the clerk and snatched the box from his hand.
"Go, child, take your father's relics with you. The dwarf looked at Loria, who noticed that his eyes were shining, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat dripping from his forehead or tears, "Let's go, and when it's all over, come here to remember him." ”
For a moment she felt like she was about to crush her teeth, and then she suddenly felt sad that her life had not always been lonely and full of tragedy, and fate had punished her for getting carried away.
She took one last look at the tombstone, and it was hard to understand why she was angry, she had never seen Darien, but that didn't stop the pain of grief from gnawing at her, and she didn't even know if she was sorry for the dead or for herself.
Someone is always to blame for all this, but not now, not here.
She calmed her emotions, let the void consume her, and turned away.
"Wait, Tyran......"
"I'm not going to hide in a corner and sigh and let someone else's family die. ”
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"Your Highness?"
Barka looked up at Loria's face, who had been called out of the mercenary camp by Loria with a code, but she just stood there in a daze.
"Oh. Loria answered, finally turning her gaze to him, and after a moment, she spoke slowly, "Who do you think is better suited to dive into the Silver Dawn?"
After a moment of silence, Barka replied, "If you have the means to control her, the woman named Qianqian is the most suitable of us...... She didn't look like a crusader warrior, but much like those weak guys...... I suspect that there are sympathizers of Silver Dawn among us, and few of us know her, and she is indeed the most suitable person to consider the risk of mutiny. ”
"Well, it's her, find a few people to help her, and bring my words to her by the way, if you dare to betray me, no matter where you flee, no one can protect her. Loria nodded slightly, and began to look at the dark sky in a daze again, and when Barka was about to remind her, she said slowly: "You go back to the Hearthburg now, give my letter to Clement, don't stop, go to the island and bring your prisoners here, keep it private, and only inform Kana to assist you." ”
"Swear in the name of your ancestors. Barka lowered his head, he was satisfied that Loria had given only the most secret and urgent task to the two Steinbrads, "I will complete the task you have assigned, Your Highness the Princess." ”
She was still in a daze until long after Barka left, and now she was much calmer, and to be fair, she had never seen Darien, so naturally she could not talk about deep feelings...... But what is lost is always lost, and the feeling of being plundered and manipulated has always haunted her, she thought she was strong enough, but now the reality told her how powerless she was.
She really began to blame herself, she had a possibility of happiness but missed it in her sleep, she hated why she had that stupid dream, she hated the ambiguous so-called power in herself, it was not a talent at all, it was just a curse, the root of all her troubles seemed to be traced back to it, even to Darien's death.
Darian's death certainly has nothing to do with her, it is about the afterlife, he never took care of him in his life, abandoned her for the sake of so-called duty, and after he died, he asked her to avenge him.
Loria's mood fluctuated, and before she knew it, she had opened the box again, it was a rudimentary wooden box, not even locked, he had never worried about people peeping into his secrets, and the contents of the wooden box were not witnessed by another person until after his death.
Several commemorative coins with the head of Terenus on them, an old pocket watch with the names of Roka and Darien, presumably given to him by a dwarf, opened it and saw no portraits or photographs, and underneath the watch, a stack of letters and a notepad.
This is all the property of Duke Mograini.