Deria danced her graceful posture as best she could, but she didn't have to, like the night I first stepped here.

The applause didn't seem to make her happy, and I felt so sad when she looked at me standing in the corner. This sadness didn't come from me, it was an electric shock pain, and then a sour feeling of jealousy.

"Excuse me." I turned and walked out onto the terrace.

The moon is round tonight, lighting up the whole of Stormwind. Standing on the high terrace of the castle overlooking the city, the evening breeze blowing my feverish face, the quiet and peaceful scene did not calm my heart, and I still felt uneasy. I always feel unsteady in my heart, and I can't spit it out or go down when my mouth is blocked.

I'm reminiscing, but it's hard to concentrate. I just felt a little annoyed and a little overwhelmed.

I thought of Ellie, but when I did, I wanted to get her out of my head.

I remembered Edwin, and maybe soon, I guess he would be notified after the party that there was a guy in Stormwind who looked like his dead brother.

I'm reminded of Palmer, who now walks between two dukes, and whatever happens in the end, this guy must be a scourge. I don't believe he can do anything good to me.

And also...... She.

"She's beautiful, but she has nothing to do with you! That's all Mason's problem! You should pretend that nothing happened, it's not your business after all, you can't wade into this troubled water! A shrill voice in his head said.

"But how do you get out? All who know you are suspicious of you! There are only a few more scars on your face, a little more vicissitudes, but you haven't changed! You're still you. Another deep voice said.

"But you can forget everything and throw everything away! Only then will you be able to continue your business in peace and peace! A shrill voice said.

"Leave it all behind? Ha! Have you forgotten why you came back? Are you really the colonel of Alterac? Do you really think you're here to the rescue? Said in a deep voice. You're a thief now! A thief who can't see the light at all, not only can't you face the nobles of Alterac, you don't dare to face everything now, the more you are afraid of something, the more you will come, don't you remember this lesson? ”

Two voices were chattering in my head, and I was so upset by their quarrel. He shook his head vigorously to shut them up, but the voices didn't seem to stop.

"You've got to face this!" The deep voice said. "You're not Bill, you're ...... Mason! Mason Van Cleef. ”

Of course I know who I am, I just ...... I don't know what to do.

"Hah! Do you have a choice? "That shrill cry appeared." Do you think you can do something better? Now, with you now, who do you think you are? How amazing do you think you are? ”

"You must have something to do with her! Do you remember? That handkerchief with a bright red lip print! Do you remember that ruby ring? Do you remember that pocket watch? Do you remember that letter? It screamed. All the performances point to a problem, you must have something to do with her! It's probably not a good thing either! Did you forget what Lothar said? Her father was one of the most powerful men in the kingdom! If you did do something before you left here! Once you've been determined, how do you want to die this time? ”

I shudder at the thought of this.

Perhaps, the name Mason......

"Mason is dead! He can't die a second time! "The voice is so ethereal...... Then all the voices in my head were gone.

And it's right! Mason has ...... He's dead.

I touched my chest and took a deep breath, the air was slightly cold, mixed with the smell of daytime sunshine, and the special smell of this building. I turned around and saw that the hall was still bustling with laughter and laughter, and I strode in.

Lawrence and Ralph actually had a partner by their side, and I laughed as they talked to people in high spirits.

"I didn't expect you to be so good." Lord Grayson Shahon Breck walked up to me.

"As far as you can." I say.

"Were you there when Leorik was injured?"

"In. He...... Very heroic. I nodded.

"I didn't even have time to see him, it looks like he's quite badly injured." He said, "I have heard that you northerners have a firearm. He looked at me with a smile. Like magic. ”

"I feel like I learned the technique from the dwarves." I said, "This thing is no less powerful than the spells cast by the magicians. And the momentum is magnificent, and the scene is quite shocking. "I can describe it that way.

"In that case, the end of the war is just around the corner." He said. "I'm still thinking about going to the front as well."

"Uh...... Your Excellency, you don't need to go to the front line to fight the orcs, Lord Leorik is a bit ...... Unlucky. ”

"The scar is the reward of a warrior, and death in battle is the fate of a warrior, and it is also a glory. If you are afraid of being injured or killed, this is the greatest shame as a fighter. He said, "If I can go to the front, I want to go deep into the forest with you." ”

"Hah! That forest is poisonous! ”

"Didn't you survive too!" He laughed too.

Then the little guy ran up to me, and he lifted his helmet and stared at me with big round eyes.

"Varian, this is the snowman of Alterac that you used to mention." Grayson smiled and bent down to the prince.

"I know! His name is Bill. The prince looked up at me.

I bent down and looked at him, "You're Varian." ”

"Yes!" He replied crisply.

"Am I like a snowman?" I looked at him with a grin, and I looked at his clear eyes and couldn't imagine what he would be like when he grew up.

"You're like a beast! Unlike a snowman, a snowman should be covered in white hair, extremely tall and mighty. You don't have white hair. "He doesn't shy away from it, is a ten-year-old child talking so unscrupulous?

"Ha, who did you listen to say that a snowman should have white hair?"

"It's in the book."

"You like to read?"

"I like to fight!" He drew a short sword from his waist, the sword was not long and had no blade. He held it in his hand and said with a sly voice.

"The king should protect his people and not be warlike." I say.

"Only a strong king can protect his people." He blurted out.

"Do you think you are?"

"I will be!" He said it for granted.

Staring into his eyes, I suddenly remembered a lot of things. "I hope you can be a good king."

He gave me another look, turned and ran away.

"That's how the prince is."

"He'll be a good king." I looked at Grayson. "He will be the greatest king in the history of the Stormwind Kingdom."

The banquet ended in a joyful and harmonious atmosphere, and it is estimated that the vast majority of people got what they wanted and returned satisfied. Lawrence's accent was a bit long, and the guy seemed to have drunk too much. I didn't look at him, and I don't know if he drank with the noble ladies or ladies or with the nobles.

Ralph followed me without saying a word. I was just about to walk out of the banquet hall when a servant stopped us. "Lord Bill, please stay." He said respectfully, "Lord Lothar asked your lord to wait for him outside the palace for a while. ”

I nodded, and walked straight out, but when I got to the door, I turned my head to look at the servant who had just spoken to me, who was standing next to Palmer, who was talking to him.

He was indeed a scourge.

"Ralph, do you remember the Ravenhold code?" I asked him as I walked.

"We're different. I remember telling you. He said. You are the hand of shadows. ”

"What about you?"

"We are the punishers." He said: "The division of labor is different, and the things taught are also different. ”

"What does a punisher do?"

"You're doing assassination and intelligence, we're not. Many of the things we do you can't do. "He didn't want to explain too much.

I nodded.

"If the war is over, are you going back?"

Ralph was silent for a moment, "We'll talk about it then." ”

"I have to go back! The women here...... Hum! I need to go back......" Lawrence grinned and tried to interject, but I ignored him.

We'll have to get back to Brightwood tomorrow, but we'll be sleepy tonight. Standing outside the palace and waiting for a while, Lothar appeared.

"I thought you would tell the king to stay and eat the stove." I teased him.

"I thought you thought I couldn't come here when I was drunk." He said.

"Is there a curfew at this late hour?"

"No, but we'll have to hurry, or the tavern will close."

Lothar led us to a hotel he liked to frequent, and it felt so familiar when I walked in. I looked up and saw two lines of words written on the tavern bar, Pig and Whistle Inn.

It was late at night, but there were still people sitting and drinking in the store. The spacious lobby and bar reminded me of the past.

There was a lethargic young man sitting at the bar, and he heard the four of us sitting on a stool and open our sleepy eyes. "Drink something?"

Lothar didn't speak, but looked at me. "Is there a low point? Honey water will also do. I said.

"Did you drink too much?"

"Nope."

"Give him a glass of Bordeaux." Lothar said.

"I recommend you try our exclusive collection." The young man rubbed his eyes. "This wine is out of now."

"I want a refreshing drink." I say.

"This is, it's refreshing." He said.

"Then give me a drink." Lothar nodded.

"I want a glass of white wine, the sparkling kind." Lawrence said.

"After drinking so much wine, you'll vomit if you drink bubbles." I turned my head to look at Lawrence, who was talking a little floating.

"I'm okay." He struggled to squeeze out a smile that was already a little crooked.

"I won't help you when you're drunk." Ralph said.

It's a wine that's really different from what I've drunk before, but I don't really like it. But the softness of this after entering the mouth, from the tip of the tongue to the root of the tongue, from the mouth to the nasal cavity, that refreshing with a little sweetness, and there will be a special fragrance in the throat. It has the taste of wine, slightly spicy but with a little sweetness, and there seems to be a little bitterness and burnt aroma in the sweetness.

"This is not the wine of the Marcoran family." I say

"It's a very long vintage, a specialty of Brightwood, but now it's out of stock, and it won't be available for a while." The bartender said.

Hearing this, I asked Lothar, "There is something I would like to ask for your opinion. ”

Lothar nodded.

"Do you believe in the Light?" I said softly.