Chapter 20: Awakening (Page 1/1)

"Lady Valeera, you are just recovering from a serious illness, you can't run around like this......"

In the mage district of Stormwind City, the elven assassin Valeera, who has awakened from the power of demons, is full of curiosity about everything "unknown", she jumps around the garden of the mage tower like an excited deer, and the green and various exquisite and elegant buildings in front of her make her happy. Navigating alleyways and streets, she soon left the Stormwind guards far behind. And the wizards don't dare to cast magic on you at all, for fear of hurting her body.

With her nimble reach, Valera jumped onto the roof of a house that overlooked the streets of the mage quarter and the canal not far away.

It's just that everything today always seems to be a little different. Valilla couldn't tell, she couldn't remember too much in her hazy memory, and she could even say that she had forgotten most of the important information. The city is remembered as a large harbor city, with countless houses and streets, and a huge canal running through the middle of the city, dividing Stormwind into several different corners and districts. Between the rich and the poor, between the nobles and the commoners, between different races, sometimes it is the distance of a river.

Standing on the blue roof, Valeera looked into the distance. Her green pupils were still beautiful, but with a little less depth and sadness from the past. Memories shattered in her mind.

Valilla looked up into the distance, the sight seemed familiar, but she couldn't remember anything. I remember the streets of Stormwind being crowded, and in this city without winter, merchants and citizens came and went, and the streets were never sparsely populated. And the Stormwind City in front of him is a different scene. The straight canal avenue seemed so deserted, and in the bleak evening sun, the otherwise dirty streets looked so clean and tidy. It's as if no one has ever set foot on it.

In the distance, the sound of the tides of the sea, Valera vaguely remembers that the first time she came to Stormwind, she disembarked from this port. The tall and majestic white walls even surpassed the royal palace of Silvermoon City. Oh yes, and Silvermoon City...... Many memories have become shattered...... Valera patted her head, she couldn't even remember how she got here...... Stormwind, she seems to have been here a long time ago, but what is it that keeps her here for so long? Valera felt like she had slept for a long, long time...... In her dreams, she had gone through centuries, and when she woke up, the court mages told her that she had only been in a coma for a few years. Valera had no memory of the Mage's outland war. Even if I don't want to admit it, it's just the way it is—I do have amnesia.

She was a little stunned and at a loss. The remnants of the magic energy in her body seemed to be eroding her sanity. Her mood began to slump......

"Lady Valeera, oh...... Thank goodness you're okay, we've finally found you. ”

Several Stormwind guards stood "at her feet", looking up at Valeera in the street, to be exact. When the guards found her, she was sitting on the roof of an inscription room, holding her legs, looking lonely and sad. The guards couldn't understand why the elf was overexcited one moment and saddened the next, but it was their duty to protect Valilla anyway. She was once the hero of an expedition to the Outlands.

"Tell me, why is this place so different?"

Looking at the panting Stormwind guards, Valera turned her face sideways and asked expressionlessly.

"Huh? Not the same? What's different? ”

Several of the guards were visibly confused by Valeera's question. The captain was even more confused, but he still didn't forget to "catch" Valeera......

"You have to be safe, or let's talk about it ...... down"

Before Valeera could continue to ask, the captain of the guard was in a hurry to persuade Valeera to come down from the roof. After all, he had to keep this blood elf safe. With Valeera's skills in the past, this height was nothing. But now she's a patient...... Yes, all the mages in the Mage Tower say so. Even the priests in the cathedral are of the same caliber.

"Answer me first, why is it different here? Isn't this Stormwind? Or are you not human at all, just the illusion of a bunch of imps? ”

Valeera's answer was mysterious and even insane. But the guards didn't care, they knew they were protecting people. Valera was infected with deep magical energy while fighting in the Outlands. It's a blessing to be alive. Some mental hallucinations and disorders belong to the sequelae left by the erosion of magical energy. Although it can be cured, during this time, she will still be nervous and lose the ability to distinguish between reality and fantasy.

"No, no, no, ma'am...... We can never be demons, we are the guardians of Stormwind. We owe allegiance to Varian. King Wrynn. What do you mean by being different? ”

As he spoke, the captain of the guard glanced at his subordinates, and the two guards immediately understood, and quietly walked into the house, looking for a passage upstairs. They're going to take Valeera down.

"Which...... For example, why are the streets so deserted? ”

Valera asked. She looked away from the captain of the guard and into the distance.

"The streets? Oh...... Last month, King Varian left the port with his legions of Stormwind, so what you see now is a bit more deserted. ”

The captain of the guard politely replied. His helmet smothered him to the point where he was almost out of breath. But he still had to stand up straight. As King Varian said when he left, no one should be rude to Valeera, whether she was awake or asleep......

"No, I always felt that something was wrong. Stormwind shouldn't be so deserted, even if Varian takes the Legion......"

Varian...... Valilla herself was surprised when she said the name, and in fact, she couldn't remember who Varian was. It's just that the name is so familiar, and in the mouth of the guards, he is the monarch of this city, this kingdom. But in Valeera's mind, he seemed to be just a gladiator, just a comrade of his own.

Valera struggled to remember, a mass of fragmented images overlapping in her mind, and the timeline was a mess. It seems that in her memories of these years, there is not only Varian, Broll, but also another man, a man who is especially important to her, but no matter how she recalls, she can't recall it. All that came to mind was the man's magnetic voice and his stubbled chin. It seems close, and it seems far away. Vaguely, Valera remembered the Hellfire Fortress, a giant castle with fiery red flames that rose out of the dry desert...... For a moment, it was as if she had been struck by electricity, and her eyes were gray again......

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