Chapter Ninety-Seven: Northrend's Dream
I wasn't very tired, but I didn't know why I fell asleep as soon as I lay down. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
In my dreams I was walking in the snow and ice like this Northrend, and if I didn't feel the cold, maybe I really thought I didn't know where to wander around.
However, I was still amazed that I realized that this was a dream at the beginning, as if my subconscious mind was telling me this fact, or I knew that it was a dream, rather than waiting until I became familiar with the environment.
Now that I know that. Naturally, I have to look at what I dreamed about, and I think it should be the thing I am most concerned about, and it is nothing more than the relationship between Sylvanas, or the ending I am worried about, or the sorrow of Frost. To my surprise, however, it didn't seem to be, because in the clearing not far away, in front of me was a blue dragon almost as large and dying as Crassus, but he couldn't see me at all, or it didn't have the strength to care about my presence.
Yes, I didn't expect to be thinking about a dead dragon I didn't know the most, but I soon realized that this wasn't the case. Because at this moment, traces of teleportation appear beside me,
'It's Gianna's teleportation, but I can't rule out which mage is trying to prank me. I thought so, but it didn't take long for me to be disappointed, but the smile stopped before she could show it, because she still had 'me' by her side.
I began to feel dizzy when I realized the truth, and it wasn't because they couldn't see me in my dreams. I had to be surprised that the 'I' had become an undead, and that my clothes were not in the style of Lordaeron or the sign of the undead, but a suit of armor similar to that of an elf, but not only that, but I also had Mana's sword hanging from my waist.
Luckily, it doesn't seem to affect the intimate relationship between 'us'. I just don't know if Gianna doesn't seem to care about my changes, or if she doesn't see that I've changed. I continued to look with a puzzled gaze, but if 'I' had changed and not noticed, so maybe 'I' hadn't noticed Gianna's change.
That's what she looked like at this time, Gianna still looked young, but she had gray hair, her ears were bulging, and although they weren't as long as the elves, they were close to Crassus, and her eyes were even more fluorescent than Kael'thas.
I don't know why this is happening, but I know that this dream must be guiding me or warning something. So I continued to walk with them at zero distance, and since 'neither of them' could see me, it was better to take this opportunity to observe the ins and outs in detail.
'They' were communicating like we were as usual, but unfortunately I couldn't hear the voice, I didn't know how to lip language, I couldn't know what was being communicated, but I could feel that Gianna seemed to have doubts about what 'I' said, which was enough to show that it should be 'my' plan to come here, and the target was obviously the dying blue dragon in front of me.
I thought to myself what I would do if I faced that blue dragon, yes, looking at my face and what I knew in the deepest part of my heart, it was nothing more than transforming the ancient beast in front of me into a mount that obeyed my orders, and I had no doubt that this would be the result.
Of course, the premise is that I really have that ability....I thought so, and at this moment we all came to the side of the blue dragon, but to my surprise, 'I' actually took the initiative to communicate with the dragon, and even seemed to be discussing something, after a few words, the blue dragon seemed to close his eyes with peace of mind.
Yes, this has to be strange to me, because I think that even a person with a little backbone would not want to be like that when he dies, let alone a haughty dragon, but it soon becomes clear that things may not be as simple as I thought.
After a moment's hesitation, Gianna began to cast a powerful spell that I couldn't even look at. I only saw that the blue dragon's body gradually became crystalline, and the body disappeared with it, not even bones, but at the moment when it completely disappeared, it suddenly appeared in front of me in a very healthy state, and showed a docile appearance to 'me', I really didn't expect that she actually had the power to completely resurrect the dragon and restore it to health.
I had to rejoice in the power of her spell, but when I realized the whole picture, I instantly became desperate again, because Gianna was gone, and I only saw 'me' laughing, and I felt as angry as the smile of any undead creature I had ever seen, and I could only seem to think of one outcome that made me most desperate.
"Gianna!no!" I really didn't expect 'I' to do this, I had thought about a lot of downfall, even tragic results, but this kind of I never thought that I would sacrifice my most cherished person for a blue dragon, I was so angry that I didn't care about illusion and reality, and I would make him pay the price no matter what, so I condensed my own limit of the power of holy light and released it to 'me', and this power rushed like a burst of spells, but at the moment of hit, I was awakened by the huge impact.
Perhaps because of mood swings, the dream disappeared immediately. But the shouts came in reality, and Manik, for example, recognized what I was dreaming about.
"Shall I let Her Highness Gianna come over?" Faric, who had been guarding the doorway, expressed concern for me, and I think he must have heard my dream cry at this time, or that he knew who I needed to be with right now.
"No, no. I replied with a fixed stumbling stumble, apparently the dream had an impact on me.
"Are you sure? You must have been alone with her for a long time. I thought you would..."
Yes, I know that he won't count me down when no one is around, like Thassarian, and he won't wait for my arrangement quietly like Melwin, but will go straight to where I want him most, and maybe he is the most worthy of my trust, but even then I don't want to discuss the dream story with him.
"Will you be closer to him?" I interrupted Faric impatiently, but even though I looked a little frizzy, he still held his point.
"Your Highness, there are still some members of our army who are the admiral's personal guards, and they know more or less about you and Sylvanas. β
"I know what you mean, don't question me. I replied with some anger, but when I saw his sword, I was dizzy for a moment, because my brain immediately realized that 'I' was not the weapon that I had obtained by extreme means, because if I had done that to Gianna, I would have not thought about the end of Manik.
"Your Highnessβ" Seeing that I was not in a state, Falic once again showed concern for me, and even blessed me with the Holy Light.
Perhaps it can be comforting for me to be in the light, to comfort myself and make me think that this is just a nightmare. Yes, maybe it's a devil's trick. In short, under the bath of holy light, my mood gradually calmed down.
"I think I'm much better, thank you. β
"You don't have to say that, it's my job. β
"Well...."Seeing that Mana had always been that loyal, I also realized what he wanted me to do most at the moment, and that was the responsibility of a commander. "I want you to go and comfort the Kurtilas army for me, they don't usually have such a cold experience. β
"Well..."
"Forget it, I'll go over and be with her...."Seeing that he was a little dissatisfied, I shook my head and replaced it with the result he most expected, which naturally got him excited.
"Good!"
"Then you go and call her first, I'll sort it out first. β
I really have nothing to say about his loyalty. Yes, he has always looked at things in the light of my actual interests, even if the Light is violated. Like me and Gianna....
He definitely didn't want any accidents before she actually came to Lordaeron, and even for this purpose, the relationship between me and Sylvanas was at a low point, and the elves didn't seem to care when they were desperate....yes, it was because he knew that a Ranger Princess would not bring me any meaningful side at all..I don't think this should be the behavior of a paladin.
"Shouldn't it be a paladin's behavior?" I muttered to myself, but quickly shook my head and walked out of the tent after straightening my outfit and recovering from the tent. By this time, Gianna had arrived at the door of my tent with a smile, and yes, with her smile appearing, and holding hands with me as usual, with a cordial and natural manner, it seemed that everything made me think too much.
"It's been a long time since you've been like this, why have you been avoiding me all these times?"
"I'm afraid of delaying you from making the right choice on the battlefield..."
"How so?" I retorted with a smile, but she seemed justified in admitting her mistake in this way.
"I've interfered with your deployment in Stratholm and killed more soldiers, so I think it's better to help you in other ways during this time. β
"Anything else?" I wondered, but before she could explain, I immediately realized what she was talking about. "Okay, but that doesn't make people who care about you question..."
"That's why you arranged to go to my father's guards this time. β
Actually, I was talking about the people who questioned me, but Gianna never seemed to suspect that I had ever questioned our relationship, so it was only natural that the people who questioned would be those of Kurtilas's personal guards. "yes, I think that's what they want to see the most. I followed her and walked shoulder to shoulder with her to Kul Tiras's tent.