She needs him!

This realization made Bowall's heart stunned, and after a moment of confusion, happiness and satisfaction filled his heart like an overflowing spring, and also swept away his confusion, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise

"I'm sorry......" After regaining his inner sanctuary, Bolval stared at Tiffin in front of him and whispered, "Although, how I wish you were really alive......"

Bolval closed his eyes, took a deep breath, engraved the breath of his memory in his heart for the last time, and then forced himself to open them.

The illusory warmth and light faded, and there was darkness in front of me.

However, this familiar darkness did not make Bolval feel the slightest discomfort, but made him feel real again. Without hesitation, Bolvar swung his sword at the woman in front of him in the cursed robes.

"Crusader Holy Strike!"

The Paladin's strength comes from his own faith, and Berval's faith has never wavered. The golden light wrapped around the blade, glowing brightly toward his target.

"Oh, shit!" Jandis screamed. Faced with an opponent that the Lich King praised so much, she didn't want to be tough. In a hurry, she didn't even bother with Wilton. Therefore, it was not found that Wildon had disappeared into thin air for the first time.

With a smack of the staff in his hand, Jandis spilled a handful of illusion powder of unknown material with his other hand. In the phantom mist formed by the powder, Jandis's figure twisted. In Berval's intently gaze, more than a dozen doppelgangers appeared.

"Want to beat me? You can find out which one is the real me first. Ha ha. Otherwise, I won't be with you. ”

Jandis's laughter echoed through the small space, making people's scalps tingle.

Bolval frowned, and the figure of Jandis running around.

"Dedication!"

His feet thumped. Infuse the power of the Light into the ground beneath your feet. It was like a golden wave of fire swept away around him, licking the figures of a few jandis who were a little closer to him in an instant. However, after the figure in the light distorted and vanished, Jandis's triumphant voice remained.

"Naive Grand Duke, although I don't know how you managed to defeat that guy Frostwhisper, it's clear that your good luck is almost gone."

With that, several shadow arrows defiantly shot at Berval from different directions.

Unfooled by her provocation, Bolval calmly swung his sword to block and dodge. Dodged this attack. What really bothered him was that, as Jandis said, he had no way of discerning where Jandis's real identity was.

"Divine wrath." Bolval raised his hand. Recite the mantra silently. The golden light rippled around him like a wave of water, sweeping across all sides. Undead creatures would immediately faint when they came into contact with the light, but to Berval's disappointment, the clones of Jandis seemed to have no reaction to this.

"Miscalculated, huh? I'm not a necromancer or a lich. Goodbye, Grand Duke. I'll go back and report back to Your Majesty about what happened here. Yes! This ......"

Jandis's smug words were interrupted by a cry of pain that overflowed the corners of his mouth.

"Knife fan flurry!"

Under the afterimage of two daggers striking a fan-like afterimage. One by one, the illusionary clones of Jandis vanished and dispersed.

Berval couldn't tell. It doesn't mean that others can't tell the difference. Another fatal wound of Jandis's illusion is that when the spell is cast, there will be a subtle difference in the flow of energy near the real body. Based on what he knew about his mother, Wilton had locked on to the approximate location of her true body when she cast the spell and leaned over. And at this time, while his mother was defenseless and ready to flee, he launched the most ruthless attack and the most ruthless betrayal.

Under his attack, the only figure of Jandis was finally left, and she covered her abdomen with her hands, and streams of blood flowed from between her black-gloved fingers.

"Wilton ...... You ......"

"For the Alliance!" Wilton replied sternly.

Bolval was also stunned for a moment by this sudden and unexpected change. He followed Jandis's line of sight and realized that it was actually a human thief. And the dress does not seem to be that of the soldiers of the army. Rather, just the look of an adventurer. However, as long as he is on the side of the alliance, this is enough.

Berval breathed a sigh of relief.

Jandis took a breath.

She screamed, "You nonsense, Wilton! You are talking nonsense! Wouldn't I know you? In this family, you are the child who is most like me! Compared to Illusia Alex, you're the one who looks like me the most!! ”

What answered her was the coldness of the dagger across her neck.

"Yes, Mom. So, please, lay the foundation for my path. It's like the Barov family laid the foundation for you. Wilton, the child who most resembled her, whispered in her ear as he cut off her life with the dagger.

Jandis opened her eyes in disbelief, the last of the madness vanishing from her eyes, and she seemed to regain her clarity and showed a desire to laugh, but the smile finally solidified into a distorted and unrecognizable expression on her face as life quickly faded from her body.

With a dull thud, the last living member of the Barov family to throw themselves into the Scourge fell to the ground. And this time, without the Lich King's power, she was reborn again.

The trouble was resolved so cleanly that Bowval was a little overwhelmed for a moment, and it wasn't until Wilton walked up to him and saluted him with aristocratic courtesy that he realized his gaffe.

"Your name is ...... Chris? Bolval had the corpse of Jandis on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking of something.

"Yes, Wilton. Barov. Wilton replied generously.

Bolval's gaze jerked away from Jandis's and landed on Verton's. The sharp eyes were like a knife light, and Wilton felt almost suffocated for a moment. But he thought about the purpose of what he had done, and he straightened his chest and remained calm and composed, as Berval watched.

"What if...... I heard you right. If you don't make a mistake, this woman on the ground should be your relative. ”

"Yes," said Wilton, trying to show the grief and unremorse of a righteous murderer. The tone is low and sincere. "As you can see, the one...... It was my mother, the most honorable and honorable woman of the Barov family, whom I once respected. Ms. Barov. ”

Seeing that Bolval did not interrupt him, Wilton continued. "However, what makes me sad is that when the alliance needed the Barov family the most, my parents actually took refuge in the Scourge Legion! As a kid at the time, I couldn't stop it. But I couldn't agree with all this, so I resolutely chose to leave. It's just that I didn't expect them to be so mad that they sacrificed their entire family to the Lich King. So, when I have the ability. I'm back, the Barovs shouldn't have been carved into the pillar of shame of history like this. I think, at least...... At least by my efforts. Come and bring back some of the glory of the former Barov family! ”

Bolwal interrupted his impassioned speech. "Even if you kill your mother with your own hands?"

Wilton met Bolval's gaze and did not dodge. "Yes! This is for the Union. ”

"Is it just for the Alliance?"

Bolval didn't seem satisfied with the answer that Velton had said, and asked sternly.

A slight hint of sweat oozing from Wilton's palms. He could feel the sweat touching the cloth wrapped around the handle of the dagger in his hand, a little imperceptible. But I really felt that the place where the two met was a little wet and sticky.

What a contradiction. The thought crossed his mind.

Can you win the trust of this former regent? Now the third person in the kingdom of Azeroth is in this answer. Wilton reassured, "No, not only for the sake of the Union, but also for the glory of the Barov family. Because from today on, I am the Barov family, and the Barov family is me!! Whether or not the glory of the old Barov family can be continued will be a heavy mission of my life. ”

After the voice fell, it was silent for a long time.

In the silent air, Wilton could hear his own heartbeat. Pat at at it, what a pleasant sound it was for him.

One shot! One shot!

The hearts of those who were above him in the past. It's all stopped beating.

Father, mother, sister, brother......

In the end, he was the only one alive, enjoying the joy of his heartbeat.

And soon, he will be happier.

Although, it had been a long time since he had truly experienced the meaning of happiness.

"The Alliance appreciates your contributions and sacrifices." Bowall's slow tone fell on Verton's ears like heaven. "I cordially invite you to return to Stormwind with me after this battle. I think that our esteemed Majesty the King will give you the reward he deserves for his selfless deeds and noble sentiments. I wonder what you think? ”

"My pleasure!"

y!es！！ Wilton cheered inwardly, and he tried his best to clench the dagger in his hand so that he could desperately restrain the ecstasy that overflowed in his heart, trying to control his expression and tone so that he could appear more calm. After all, as a tragic hero who had to kill his mother just now because of righteousness, he shouldn't easily show a happy demeanor, right?

However, his heart was so complacent and complacent that he couldn't help but want to say something.

"Then allow me to take you out of this labyrinthine structure." He said attentively and self-consciously, "Although there has been a slight change in the pattern after the Cursed Sect has been taken over, it should still not be difficult for me, after all, I have spent an unforgettable and memorable time here. ”

Boval nodded. He was short of a guide, and Wilton's man volunteered himself to do him a great favor.

"But before that, allow me to delay for a few minutes." The body of Wiltundis. "It's my mother, after all, and I hope to at least say goodbye to her."

"It should." Bolval took a few steps forward, thoughtfully leaving a private space for the mother and son.

Wilton Val maintained his back to him, and the corners of his mouth finally couldn't help but rise. He's had a hard time! He squatted down lightly on top of Jandis and picked up her body slightly.

"Please forgive me, Mom. I also had no choice. As he spoke, Wilton's head quietly turned to watch for Bolval's head, while his hand gently reached into his mother's robe and groped. Soon he found what he was looking for - the space bag of Jandis. Then he reached into the pouch, and when his fingertips touched a piece of parchment with rough and uneven edges, Wildon was overjoyed that he had finally obtained the title deed of Southsea Town, one of the purposes of his trip.

Wilton put the title deed in his bag and said in a sincere tone, "I love you, Mom." ”

He smiled and ran his hand over Jandis's round eyes and closed hers. Then he stood up and walked behind Bolval.

"I'm sorry to delay your precious time. Let's go. ”

Bolwal patted him on the shoulder. "Condolences."

"Well, please follow me." Wilton said, walking in front of Bolval and leading the way. However, he wondered if he had been overwhelmed by joy and hallucinated, and he seemed to hear Bolval's sigh.

"Lord Berval?" He asked tentatively.

"No, nothing. Let's go. Boval replied.

The voice...... Is it a hallucination? Bolval could not hide the loss in his heart. But he was relieved. It wouldn't be a good thing if she was here. After all, it's so dangerous right now, and it's safer to have the Chapel of Light's Wish.

Turning down the glimmer of desire in his heart to see her, Bolval touched the cold bone box of the lich in his arms, calmed his mind, and followed Wilton out.

In the darkness behind him, there was a pair of eyes that watched him silently.

"It's nice to be okay......"

Jandis's illusion is strong. Shia wasn't sure she would be able to break Jandis's spell head-on. Casting spells for fear of revealing herself, she could only hide in the darkness far away and warn Boval with a voice from her psychic vision. Luckily, her approach went unnoticed by anyone, and it worked.

But Shia only needs Bowval to be safe. She had no intention of meeting Berval. This is especially true if a third party is present. She didn't want to cause Berval unnecessary trouble. Therefore, she just silently walked away and disappeared into the dark corridor, forcing herself to endure the slightest reluctance in her heart.

As she watched Bolval's back with all her attention, in the darkness behind her, a pair of hands stretched out diagonally, slammed into her waist and abdomen, covering her mouth.

"Whew!"

Xia subconsciously wanted to struggle, but the other party's strength was obviously much greater than hers, and he firmly restrained her. (To be continued......)

ps: Thank you very much for the 2 monthly passes of kernelias, woo woo woo...... Tears soared.

Although I know that the act of asking for a ticket is really not right for the author of the broken change, but I still secretly remind me that tomorrow is the last day of the double monthly pass, that ...... Cover your face and beg for a ticket.

Well, in fact, the main reason is that some people are super happy when they think of me. I will continue to write ~

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