Delia has a knot in her heart, and every child in the Dawnblade family knows about it.

When Tyrion had just brought Teria home, the little girl who had survived the siege of Port Pelarhas was like a beast in a trap, hostile to everything around her, and she was always fighting with Dornan, or deliberately destroying something, in a childish way to express a child's anger and hostility.

Of course, this method was useless for the High Lord, who and his wife were undead, with far more patience than the living, and Delia's actions not only did not make them angry, but made the undead couple feel the stubbornness and courage in the girl's character.

Later, Delia and Dornan became good friends, and it took years to accept the existence of the Blood Mistress and Tyrion, until eventually, she began to actively integrate into this eccentric family.

Tyria's childhood was to live with Cyrus, the former great knight Cyrus was a qualified soldier, an excellent commander, but never married, when the Duke of Boval in the war years, entrusted his only daughter to Dai Lin, and Dai Lin was also busy with the war, so he handed over Tellia to his most trusted big knight, Cyrus did regard Delia as his daughter, but his care for Delia was extensive, just like treating the soldiers under his command.

The girl who grew up in this kind of extensive life did not feel too delicate feelings, and this lack of feelings was deeply satisfied after she integrated into the Dawnblade family.

Needless to say, the emotionally rich blood matriarch Aurelia is destined to have no children of her own for the rest of her life after becoming a ghost, so she regards all the children in her family as her own children.

And the Great Lord himself occasionally shows his emotional side, he may not be a qualified father, but he has been trying to make himself a qualified father.

Unfortunately, Delia's biological father, Duke Berval, and her adoptive father, Cyrus, both died at the hands of Tyrion, which is a point that can never be bypassed.

It is impossible for any emotionally intact living person to be insensitive to such cruel things, and although Delia's two fathers have long been integrated into the system of the Dark Blade, and have advised Delia to let go of the past and live a good life, for the person concerned, these pasts, these things, it is impossible to let them dissipate in memory without feeling.

The connection of blood is sometimes difficult to become a bond of affection, but it can convey something darker... For example, a faint touch of hatred. Hatred itself may not be important, but when mixed with more delicate feelings, it becomes less pure, and impure feelings bring pain.

"I've got to make it pure, Mother."

Tellia stepped over to her mother, and she reached out and took Aurelia's hands, and beneath the helmet, there was a warm glint in those black eyes.

"I don't hate you anymore, but I still want to fulfill the obsession in Delia's heart in the past, I want to be your daughter for real... Rather than a stranger with an obsession in his heart. ”

"It keeps me going, and every time I want to hug you, it reverberates in my heart, making it impossible for me to get close to you anymore..."

The daughter's true feelings were revealed, so that the blood-red eyes of the blood master mother also had a trace of gentleness and emotion, she looked at the daughter who had grown up in front of her, she sighed:

"So, the way you want to get closer to us is to go and fight your father? Delia, little girl, I knew that I couldn't let you embark on this path of warriors, those bastards raised you to be like this... Can you only use the sword to tell your emotions? ”

"I just want to end this in my own way, Mom."

Beneath the black helmet, Delia smiled and whispered to her mother:

"I just beat Anduin, but I know that the little clever ghost is just pretending to be stunned, and he may understand me, or he may not understand me, and he just pretends to fail because he doesn't want to hurt his sister, but it's okay, say sorry to him for me... And bless me, Mother. ”

"I want to think of it as a real rite of passage, but I also know that I'm no match for my dad, so I hope he doesn't do it too hard..."

Tylia embraced her mother, just like a real mother and daughter. And Aurelia also hugged her grown daughter with delicate feelings, and she whispered in her ear:

"Then go with confidence, my Delia."

"Mommy will protect you..."

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On the other side, in the top hall of the Dark Temple, Flynn. Farvind is like sitting on pins and needles.

Captain Flynn's will made him reluctant to show his weakness in front of Tyrion, but when facing the leaders of the Darkblade, fear was not something he could control, and he wanted to replace his weakness with anger, but unfortunately, the fire of his anger was not as strong as he thought.

In fact, the moment he entered the hall, confronted Tyrion, and saw those cold blue eyes, fear had already overflowed from Flynn's heart, like the rising tide of seawater, filling his body little by little.

"I've watched you grow up, Flynn, and you'll always be that good boy full of energy in my memory."

Rear Admiral Sellers leaned back in his steel chair, and the old admiral from Pelars said in a disgusted, undead cold tone:

"I wanted you to be a navy, but you became a pirate... became the most despised person among us! After learning about you and Delia's girl, I wanted to intercede for you, but... I can't find a reason! You're still entangled with the ugliest ancient god forces in this world, and I can't even find an excuse to spare your life! ”

"Cyrus, I didn't..."

Sitting in a chair under the stairs, Flynn looked at Cyrus, who maintained his old appearance after becoming an undead, and apart from the dark blue glint in his eyes and the gloomy temperament that changed all over his body, he was no different from the harbor master veteran that Flynn remembered.

Flynn heard Cyrus's accusation, and he wanted to say something, he was indeed a pirate, but he had never been in contact with any of the Old Gods, but his explanation was interrupted by a wave of the disappointed veteran.

"I don't want to hear your explanation, Flynn, you've been a brother to the pirates in Freeport, and you've blended in with them!"

Sellers closed his eyes and said in the cold voice of an undead spirit:

"But Delia is my daughter, my baby, and I can't allow her to associate with a pirate!"

Cyrus's words pierced Flynn's heart like the coldest steel knife, causing a gleam of pain between the young man's eyebrows, but this was only his first wave of judgment.

"Bang"

The heavy document was waved by Boval and thrown on the ground in front of Flynn's eyes, and between the flying pieces of paper, there was a heavy crashing sound, Flynn lowered his head, picked up the document on the cold, black ground that was very clean, and turned the first page, the information marked on it and the vivid magic image made Flynn's eyes widen.

"You're not just a dirty pirate!"

Boval. Photagen, the robed Speaker of the Forgotten Kings, said in a voice of disdain:

"You're still a liar, a playboy, a man who's messy, like a beast addicted to sex, and who's had illicit relationships with 154 women in the last 7 years, like a pig in heat..."

"You touch my baby daughter with your dirty hands, it makes me feel sick! I should probably chop off your hand right now... Or more straightforward! I might want to use my own way to make you "clean"! ”

The powerful, cold-voiced Speaker of the Forgotten Kings waved his hand, and in the midst of the blue mist, Flynn sat in his chair as if he were in a miserable hell, and in the fog there was the wailing of sinners, and in the midst of the scalp-numbing whistling, Bolvar appeared before him like a ghost, holding an arc-shaped bone knife in the hands of the undead.

Delia's father looked at him like a lamb to the slaughter, and whispered in a strange voice:

"A sinner full of **, burnout, and possibly walking with the fallen Elder Gods! It is necessary to soak it in blood water three times, boil it in salt water three times, and soak it in alkaline water three times to be completely clean... You ready? Flynn..."

"I..."

Captain Flynn gritted his teeth, he got up from his chair, the hot tea in front of him had already been turned cold by the breath of the undead, and he looked at Bolval in front of him. Vortagen, he took a deep breath:

"I might be a terrible person... I'll admit that I'm not a good person, but my feelings for Delia are serious! I'm willing to change my life for her, and as for the ancient gods, I've never had anything to do with them! I can swear by my soul! ”

"No, you don't need to change it, Flynn. Favind, my daughter doesn't need you to change for her either. ”

Bowall's tone became more gloomy:

"She'll always have a perfect husband in her life, but it won't be you! Your life will end today, and after your death, my daughter's life will be perfected, and you are just an inconspicuous gangrene in her destiny, trying to lure her down the wrong path..."

Boval waved the bone knife in his hand, and he looked at Flynn with an emotionless gaze, and from the misty vision, there were cold bones poking out of the ground, and in the low howl of the bone cavity, young Flynn was fixed to the ground.

"Kill him! Boval! ”

Behind the Duke, Tyrion, seated on the cold throne, said in a deep voice:

"There is no need to explain so much to him... It's not an accident that this man is next to Tyria, it's likely that he's part of some conspiracy against us... We've all sworn that we won't let these bad things happen to our families, and this man..."

"He introduced Tyria into these things... Unforgivable! ”

"Kill him!"

"Just what I want!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the undead duke, and he stepped forward, the bone knife in his hand waved, and a touch of cold danced on the uneven blade, which seemed to represent Flynn. The end of Farvind is near.

The young captain didn't struggle fearlessly at this moment, he saw in the eyes of the high-level undead in front of him that the future was extremely cold for him, just like a predetermined fate, which he directly chose to accept and could not be changed.

At that moment when the bone knife fell, Flynn closed his eyes and raised his head as if he had accepted his fate.

And at the moment when Boval's cold bone knife fell, a flamboyant and beating wind, thunder and lightning roared into Flynn's eyes, and the blade that shone with thunder was like a wall, separating Flynn from Berval in the angry beating of the blade.

It was a long sword that pierced into the cold ground, and between the blades of the tuning fork, the beating lightning almost illuminated the dark and cold temple, and the Duke of Berval saw the sword, and he recognized it, and the other undead knew it.

Admiral Dai Lin, who sat on the side without saying a word, raised his eyebrows, it seemed that he had come to see the excitement of the sea demon king raised his head, and saw a tall figure wearing black armor and holding a spiked shield, crossing the fog of death and entering this land that belonged to death.

"Delia!"

Flynn looked back at the heavily armed shadow behind him, and the young captain's eyes shone with a hint of surprise, followed by a kind of spiritual emotion and worry.

"You shouldn't be here..."

Flynn reached out and stopped the silent Tellia:

"It's something about me and your father, and it has nothing to do with you."

"I'm not just here for you, Flynn."

Tellia pushed Flynn's hand away from her wrist, and the flame-like momentum that lingered on the warrior girl's body at this time made Flynn dare not refuse.

She crossed Flynn and stood in front of her boyfriend, she looked at her father, then reached out and took off his black helmet, and in the flick of the single ponytail, Delia looked at Berval, and she whispered:

"Father, I'm here."

"You shouldn't have come!"

Boval. Vortagan looked at his daughter, and between Delia's eyebrows, he could always see a trace of the heroic spirit that belonged to the Vortagen family, as well as the tenderness that was very similar to Teria's mother, and the girl in front of him was the most important treasure in his life, so precious that the Duke of the Dead was willing to give everything for her.

"Let me kill him! Delia, it's all going to end... My daughter. ”

"Nope! Father! ”

Tellia opened her hands, blocking Bolval's path, and she stubbornly said:

"Flynn is your future son-in-law! I have recognized him, he is a man to rely on, and I believe that he can give me happiness, father... I know and my adoptive dad are all for my good, but I've grown up and I can make my own decisions about what Flynn and I need... Just a blessing to you. ”

In the face of Delia's stubbornness, Berval took a step back in some annoyance, the undead duke's emotions had never been so intense, and he shouted loudly:

"I don't agree to this marriage!"

"Father!"

As soon as Tella grasped Flynn's hand, she said:

"I've decided! And I... Another decision was made as well! ”

She looked up at her Great Lord Tyrion, her adoptive father, who was sitting on the throne and looked at her with ice-blue eyes, she took a deep breath and said in a loud voice:

"Tyrion! I've made up my mind! ”

"Today! Delia. Vortagen, I, your daughter, I come... It's a challenge! ”