Chapter 139: Loyal Words Against Ears, Honey Belly Sword (2-in-1)
"Tyrande, you wait a little longer, I'll go talk to the mentor, and ask him if he has any advice for us. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ As soon as he arrived in the woodland, Malfurion hurried to his teacher for help. But before leaving, he didn't forget to pull his brother in a subtle way. "Illidan, say less."
Illidan glared at his brother angrily, but Malfurion was in a disorganized mood right now, and he didn't have time to say anything more to him. He ordered Illidan and turned and walked out, leaving Tyrande and Illidan in the room.
Illidan looked solemn, and held the teleportation scroll tightly in both hands on his chest, and couldn't help but get angry again. He left his brother's kind reminder behind. One turned and ran up to Tyrande, and muttered at Tyrande. "Tyrande, do you know how stupid you are? There are so many priests in the temple, which one is not your senior, and which one is not stronger than you, why does the high priest have to ask such a trainee priest of you to wade into this troubled waters. β
Tyrande frowned in displeasure and pursed his lips, ignoring Illidan's nagging. After all, intellectually, she also knew that Illidan was well-intentioned and thought out of her.
Illidan, however, apparently did not feel Tyrande's forbearance or impatience. Seeing that Tyrande did not speak, he continued to say, "The high priest is also unkind. There was such a big deal as building the Moon Temple - and according to her, it had to be the grandest Moon Temple! Without Her Majesty's permission...... She cut first and then played like this, what if Her Majesty the Empress took her anger out on you at that time? I said, Tyrande, you go back with me. We went and told her to change people. β
"Why do you want to change people?" Tyrande finally couldn't resist Illidan's increasingly over-the-top words and spoke angrily.
"It's not something you can get involved in now...... Illidan heard Tyrande finally answer him, his face was overjoyed, and he replied without thinking about it, without seeing Tyrande's face.
"And what do you think I should do?" Tyrande's voice was steady, not like he was arguing with Illidan but just listening to his opinion.
Illidan, who couldn't read people's faces, thought that Tyrande had finally come to his senses, and said proudly, "What should I do!" Anyway, just don't get involved. β
"Yes, I should go back and tell the high priest, I'm afraid, I can't handle it, I can't do what she told me, ask her to ask another master, right?"
"That's it!" Illidan looked at Tyrande with delight. "Well, you understand. Let's go, let's go, I know you're too thin-skinned to go, give me the scroll, and I'll send it back for you. Don't thank me. As he spoke, Illidan reached for the scroll in Tyrande's hand, but Tyrande turned around and dodged it.
"Hey, why don't you give it to me?" Illidan wondered.
"Bastard! Illidan! Tyrande cried out loudly.
Only then did Illidan notice that her eyes were full of crystal tears, but she was holding them in her eye sockets, and she was about to fall. He shrunk his neck, only to realize that what Tyrande had said before was all the opposite.
As soon as Tyrande spoke, he couldn't hold back his anger anymore.
"Who do you think of me? Illidan. I'm only a clerk, but I've had the consciousness to dedicate everything to Elune. O miracle of Elune! Do you know what that means to me? As any priest, she would have thought the same as I didβhow honorable it was for me that the High Priest could entrust me with such an important task! I'm going to do my best to get it done. For Elune's glory! Even if I would die because of this, I would be willing. β
Hearing her tone of reproach that had never been seen before, Illidan was also anxious. "Tyrande, I'm worried about you! If the person commanded by the high priest were me, I would have gone without saying a word, but you are different, if you ...... I ......" he suddenly couldn't say any more.
Unable to express his words, Illidan bit his lip and puffed angrily.
Tyrande, who was angry, didn't notice the subtle affection in Illidan's tone. She turned her head angrily in the opposite direction from Illidan. The two of them didn't look at anyone for a while, and neither of them paid attention to anyone.
Malfurion came back to see such a stalemate.
Malfurion, who knew that Bacheng was his brother and had annoyed Tyrande, said to Tyrande, "I have already told the teacher, and the teacher has agreed that Illidan and I will go with you. And after listening to my relay, the teacher also said that he would do his best to help the high priest build the Temple of the Moon God. β
"That's great." Tyrande rejoiced. She had also been in the Cenarius Woodland for some time, and she had some knowledge of Cenarius' abilities. Although Cenarius is a demigod who is indifferent by nature and does not like to intersect with the Night Elves. But anyway, he's also a demigod. With his help, the construction of the Moon Temple will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. What's more, after hearing the conversation between the High Priest and Cenarius today, Tyrande felt that the High Priest would probably be very happy to see Cenarius' help.
Now, all she had to do was do what the high priest had commanded her.
"Shall we go, then?" Tyrande said happily.
Hearing that Malfurion was not on his side, Illidan was already very dissatisfied, and now that Tyrande was still stubborn about going to Nazaras Academy, the fire in Illidan's heart came up. He couldn't get angry at Tyrande, so he poured all his anger on his brother's head.
"Malfurion, you're going to mess around with Tyrande?"
"What do you mean by nonsense?" Tyrande grabbed in front of Malfurion and said, "I'm serious! If you don't want to go, don't go, don't really complain about anything then. I don't want you to go! β
"If it's you, I'm worried. If it were my own business, I wouldn't have frowned, what is it in your woman's head? Is it only your goddess Elune? Illidan roared too.
Malfurion looked at his brother, and then at Tyrande.
He sighed and said. "Tyrande, Illidan is worried about you."
"Hmph. Who wants him to worry. "Tyrande, who is still angry, is angry, don't look over.
Malfurion looked at Illidan again, pulled him a step away, and whispered. "It's all telling you to talk less. Tyrande is usually easy to talk to and doesn't care about you, but when it comes to the goddess Elune, she won't be polite to you. He said euphemistically, "Tyrande is the Priest of the Moon God after all......"
Illidan was very aggrieved, feeling that his kindness was not counted as a donkey's liver and lungs, and he was completely fed POI. "But you say, hey, let's be reasonable. Without saying a word, the high priest was going to build the temple. First cut and then played, you say the empress can be happy? Only a silly girl like Tyrande, whose mind is full of the radiance of the goddess, would believe it. To be this messenger, isn't it to make a ready-made punching bag? β
"But let's think about it from another angleβto show your face in front of the Empress is a glory that many Night Elves have sought in their lifetimes. Maybe it's Tyrande's creation, but it's not necessarily. Malfurion calmly said that there was another possibility.
"I know...... Wealth and danger are sought. Illidan pouted, and then peeked at Tyrande, who was angrily facing away from him. If it were me, I would do it too...... But Tyrande's words...... Hey, why do girls take such a risk? β
Malfurion followed Illidan's line of sight. "Tyrande doesn't have as much as you think, she's just wishing she could do something for her goddess. So......" he patted his brother on the shoulder. "Let her do it, and we'll be by her side, and protect her if necessary."
"Tsk......" Illidan slurred unwillingly. He felt that Malfurion seemed to have a point. But Malfurion's ideas are his thoughts. Illidan insisted that Tyrande should be in peace and pray to her goddess in a safe place. Glory or something, just let him bring it to her.
Illidan looked at the arm of the young man who was still a little weak, and secretly clenched his fist - he must become strong, only the strong deserve glory, and ...... Tyrande.
Malfurion did not notice his brother's complicated thoughts, and felt that he was in a better mood after convincing Illidan, so he beckoned to Tyrande, "All right, let's go." β
Tyrande looked at Malfurion, who had lost all that grievance, and she smiled and nodded. "Good!" Let Illidan, who saw her smile, scorn her eccentric eyes in her stomach again.
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"This time, thanks to Avina's help." Nozdom smiled and reached out to touch the fluff on the top of Avina's head, then pressed his face to Avina's cheek and pasted it.
Two red clouds were visible to the naked eye on Avina's face. Her eyes blinked, and she circled in place like a real bird with excitement, flapping her wings and screaming, "Ahhhhhh Lord Nozdorm! Avina is so happy!! β
The smile in Nozdorm's eyes became more and more obvious. He stretched out his arms, his fingers wandering nonchalantly over Avina's wings. "Avina, if I have something to ask you for in the future, is that okay?"
Avina's eyes were full of little stars flashing, like a brain-dead fan who saw an idol, and she was busy responding. "Of course you can!" But she immediately added, with some embarrassment, "But Avina is only a messenger, and there is nothing she can do for Lord Nozdorm except to deliver a message." β
"Didn't you do a good job this time?" Nozdom laughed, a gloomy darkness flashing in his eyes. "Avina is useful."
Avina straightened her chest and said proudly: "The grace of the goddess is naturally to be worshiped well. Such a small thing as building a temple, even if the goddess did not give orders, it should be. Besides, didn't the adults say it too? This is something that has to happen. Avina believes in Lord Nozdorm! β
"What a good boy." Nozdom's hand reached into Avina's long, inky hair, ran over her head, and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "A reward for you."
In Avina's happy expression, he let go of his hand and said seductively, "Good boys are rewarded." β
"Ah...... Avina is willing to do anything for adults!! Avina said in a trance of happiness.
Nozdorm smiled with satisfaction. "See you next time, then. Avina Little Raven. Behind him, a space-time rift slowly opened. Nozdorm took a step back, stepped inside, and the gap snapped shut and vanished.
Avina, who was still intoxicated by the aftertaste of intimate contact with idols, was left in place. It was a long time before Avina came to her senses and cried out merrily. "Oops, I'm so happy, Avina won't wash her face for a month!!" She looked left and right at no one, and with a pop she reverted back to the crow's original form, spread her wings and flew away.
In the black time portal, Nozdorm sped away.
His long blond hair seemed to be smeared with the black of the space, and it was rapidly dyed black from the end. Including his golden eyes, they also turned into inky black and deep at the same time, with such a general color.
"Little children...... It's a deception......" he muttered to himself with a disdainful sneer on his lips. "It's always hard to tell who's who. Do you think so...... Ellie......"
He glanced into the endless darkness, then reached out and scratched the space in front of him. Bright, soft light came from outside the space.
It's almost dawn.
He took a deep breath, and then his appearance changed rapidly again. After he removed the mask on his face, he was already Simon.
Although Simon's appearance is also a beautiful man among the Night Elves, compared to his original appearance, it is like a firefly in the bright moon and a candle in the bright sun, which is not the same day.
This was Naremi's room, and everything was the same as when he left. Narimi was still asleep.
Everus stepped forward and leaned on top of Narimi, listening to her even, calm breathing, the corners of his mouth curled.
"You should be glad that this time there is Chromie in your place. Bub. With that, he hooked his hand around Naremi's waist and returned to Simon's approximate position before and lay back on the bed.
The energy that has been accumulated with great difficulty is almost used up now. Although I ate Chromia, that essence was not enough at all!
But then, he shouldn't have to do anything else.
The stage has been set up and the actors have been prepared.
Fate is such a thing, as long as a gear is gently flicked, it will naturally, slowly, and devastatingly, go in a predestined direction.
There may be many endings in this world, but for him, only one of these many endings should and must exist. As for those others and more, it was just nothingness to him.
Nothingness......
Just like his existence.
Everus closed his eyes, and in the depths of his consciousness, countless sand and gravel buried him. He went into hibernation again, silently waiting for the next moment that had to come.