"Are you really going to war with Sarodar, I thought you were friends. ”

Earth, Bavaria.

Elena looked at Sargeras, who was sitting across from her, with a calm expression.

She usually likes to sit in the open air outside the café and enjoy the calm and relaxation of the town.

"Our relationship ... It's more complicated, with you mortal mole ... In short, it is necessary to play once. ”

Sargeras habitually uttered his favorite mantra, but before he could finish it, he was forced to change his words by Elena's fierce gaze.

At this moment, a waiter with a tray came over gently, and placed the coffee in the tray on the table between the two of them, visibly trembling.

"Thank you, as a demon, your level of service is not bad, are you trembling because you are too scared and excited to see your master?"

The waiter was stunned when he heard this, and then glanced at the expressionless Mr. Sa with endless fear, and with difficulty showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and bowed back quickly.

"You know everything?"

"I've known for a long time, but now I'm too lazy to scold you, you've turned this whole town into a demonic stage, and I'm going to stop if I don't allow you? ”

Elena took a sip of her coffee and glared at Mr. Sa again.

"Maybe these demons have played their role for so long that they have forgotten who they really are, and the mask on their face has long since become their real face. ”

The girl continued pointedly, but Sargeras did not reply.

"So, whether this prosperous town is better now, or the poor and dilapidated town that used to be better, I can't tell, we need to think about it slowly. ”

"And what did you find out?" Mr. Sa asked suddenly.

"Nothing is more important than my family, and if I could, I would trade everything I have for my parents to be alive and in front of me again, rather than a realistic substitute for those two demons trying to play... That's right, I know very well that my parents suddenly appeared in front of me, and it was not you who found their souls, and you put me in this huge illusory stage to live, and I have no opinion, just please don't take me for a fool. ”

Elena put down her coffee and looked seriously at Sargeras in front of her.

"So see yourself, you have lost your loved ones, you killed them with your own hands, now don't repeat the mistakes of the past and snuff out the last rays of light. ”

If someone else dared to talk to Mr. Sa like this, then his fate would not only be expelled from the Burning Legion, but directly torn to pieces, and his soul would be dragged out and burned with evil flames for eternity.

"I don't care if I'm going to be your god queen or not, and I don't have the right to resist, and if you're not just using me as some kind of tonic to fill the void in your heart, then think about what I'm saying. ”

"What do you want me to do. Sargeras looked calm and spoke slowly.

"I don't want you to do anything, and I'm not going to try to interfere with your decisions, what I'm trying to say is that you need to think through and what the end result is. ”

Maybe...

"I don't want to join that new pantheon, and I don't want to accept Sarodar's leadership. ”

"Do your feelings matter or do you hold on to your beliefs? Shut up, don't give yourself some ridiculous excuses. ”

Sargeras snorted softly and did not continue to say anything.

Elena knew he had listened, this dark deity had a bunch of stinky faults of one kind or another, and Tsundere was one of them.

"Even so, we still have to fight. ”

"That's your business, you men are all the same, you always like to communicate with violence first. ”

"This stage won't be used for long, and when the war with Sarodar is over, you're going to leave the planet with me. Mr. Sa shook his head.

"To live in your dark and evil lair, I won't ... ”

"Go to Azeroth, I think it's more for you. ”

"Have you never been to Azeroth?" Elena was curious.

"Sort of, originally I only wanted to get the Well of Eternity, and then I wanted to kill the Titans in the core of that planet, and the last time I went was only in the city of those ants and the palace of Sarodar, so... ”

"So you've never looked closely at that planet, and if you don't look closely at that world, how can you know if the destruction you're insisting on is really right?"

"Did you call me here to preach with me!"

Elena stared at Sargeras for a moment, chuckled, then got up and walked over to Sargeras, leaning down and blowing in the ear of the visibly stiff Sargeras.

"Well, go back, I don't want to sit here for an afternoon... Also, are you nervous? Is it the absolute order that remains in your mind that is at work?"

As she spoke, the girl gently bit Mr. Sa's ear.

"It seems that even if he is depraved, he is equally overwhelmed by the pleasures of us adult flesh and blood mortals, and the orderliness of the past, the upright warrior of the pantheon. ”

It's a pity that this scene was not captured by the reporters and paparazzi of Azeroth, otherwise Lord Sargeras would have properly become the number one news leader after Hisai.

As for the pleasures of adult mortals ... Well, deep down, Mr. Sa still enjoys that feeling.

Perhaps in the first place, he should not have agreed to Sarodar's proposal to come to this tiny planet together.

However, this idea was quickly put to the back of the mind, after all, piston movement requires extreme concentration.

At the same time, there were undercurrents surging all over Germany, and East and West Germany under the Iron Curtain were instigated by some special people, and radicalization and demonstrations and demonstrations never stopped.

They demanded unity, and the Germanic people would never accept vile divisions!

Chaos is breeding, and once there is chaos, then there will always be some careerists or people who are really for their own people, who will be willing to exchange their souls for something they want.

A Germanic youth, his name doesn't matter, what matters is that he summons the legendary demon at an empty crossroads on a silent night.

This method of summoning demons spread all over Germany at some point, and it is not difficult for those who want to learn more about it.

He offered his soul to a terrifying demon named Varimathas, who gave him ten years.

In return, the youth received the super-strong physique and supernatural abilities that he had always dreamed of.

After some time, a Germanic hero dressed in black tights, holding a flaming sword in one hand and a shield in the other, appeared everywhere, leading the people on the path of rebellion against the division.

The shield depicts an iron cross, the most glorious symbol of Prussia.

Everyone does not know the name of the young man, but they all call him: the second generation of German captains.

Legend has it that the first generation, that is, during World War II, was suddenly active for a period of time, and the black-haired and black-eyed German captain who led the Black Cross Division to fight in the north and south also used demonic power, and after mysteriously disappearing at the end of the war, there was no news (see the old book "The Shattered of Evil" for details, which was reconciled for some reason, so go see the pirated version).

As for whether he's a demon's toy or not, who cares.