Chapter 1032 Mai... Medivh

(I can still ask for one-day tickets, so I’ll continue to ask for tickets today...)

"Anweina, are you entertaining guests?"

I looked at the three people in the room - well, no matter what kind of strange race they are, they are collectively called humans. This is a habit I developed after getting to know many strange guys. I felt that I should act like the head of the family at this time, so I nodded to the three guests with a smile on my face, and then looked at the little ghost.

Very good, this expression is so perfect. This always cautious ghost maid brings her acquaintance home for the first time. Of course, I, the head of the family, cannot lose face. This is a perfect first meeting...

"Brother's smile is so strange, it smells like conspiracy." Viska suddenly muttered. This close voice made my expression freeze, and then I slowly lowered my head, suddenly feeling that life was dark: Pandora and Viska I still hung it on myself, rubbing it from left to right. I was used to it hanging all the way, but I forgot to take it off when I walked in... I appeared in front of the guests as a mobile fortress.

"Um...a very creative way to show up." Sandora glanced at me and muttered while holding back a smile.

"Ah, the master is here." Anweina also stood up hurriedly at the same time. She didn't pay attention to whether her master was playing off, but just floated up in a panic to prepare tea for me. "Master, please wait a moment. I I need to prepare another black tea..."

"Oh, it's okay, don't work so hard when entertaining guests," I said while picking off the two short winter melons hanging all the way around my body. I was forced to press down on the sofa. There was a bottle of drinks on the table. It seemed that Anweina had prepared it for the guests. I took a cup from the side and poured myself a drink. Then I found that the thing poured out was strange: it was a clear liquid with a purple-gray luster, and it had a light and unreal feeling, but since it was the drink prepared by Anweina. It must not be much different, so I drank it all in one gulp...

"Pfft--" I squirted out before I could eat it. "What is this?"

Anweina almost cried when she saw it: "Ghost grass essence and ghost seaweed extract are what the undead like to drink..."

I thought about it and didn't dare to continue asking what these two things looked like. At the same time, I secretly made up my mind that I would never eat any strange things I encountered by chance in the future, even if they were made by Anweina: I would never eat them again. I almost forgot, this all-purpose maid doesn't just make food for humans to eat. This mistake made me a little embarrassed. I could only choose to find a topic, so I looked up at the three guests. As a result, I immediately recognized one of them: it was the human woman wearing a mage's robe. I had seen her next to Jaina before, and she was also a very active person during the Shadow City Carnival.

"Aegwynn? Is that you?"

The female mage smiled appropriately, stood up and gave me a ladylike courtesy that I didn't know what it meant but seemed to be very powerful: "Your Majesty the Emperor, it's a pleasure to meet again. Well, your way of welcoming guests is very special."

Aegwynn, some people may be a little unfamiliar with this name, but she is a pivotal role in the history of Azeroth. This powerful human mage is a guardian and Medivh's biological mother. It seems that her profound magical attainments have greatly extended her youth. If I didn't know about it in advance, it would be hard for me to imagine that this lady is so tall. A son - well, that's beside the point. After Medivh was seduced by Sargeras and fell. Aegwynn disappeared for a while, and later came to Jaina and settled in Theramore. When the Imperial Army arrived in the world of Azeroth, Aegwynn was still serving as an advisor in Theramore. Our appearance completely disrupted the situation. It messed up the possible historical trajectory of the world of Azeroth - well, in fact, the moment the Fallen Apostles crossed into the Burning Legion and took over those demons, the history of Azeroth had already gone into a completely different direction. world. Later, Aegwynn fought in the Salvation Army and survived the final battle. She can be said to be a senior member of the Salvation Army and one of our acquaintances, but we have not been in contact for a while.

But I didn't expect that Anweina would invite her over this time - although the two of them knew each other, they were definitely not acquaintances. This was something that puzzled me, but soon I thought of one thing: Aegwynn might be I was invited here by Anweina for other reasons.

Recently, a crow named Medivh came to our house, and Anweina is Medivh's guardian...

"Ahem, is it about Medivh?" I scratched my hair, "I really should explain this matter to you. By the way, let me introduce the other two guests first. This little girl is..."

The little girl who looked to be just over ten years old immediately jumped down from the sofa and gave me a nondescript salute. It was obvious that she didn't understand any greeting gifts at all, and the clothes she was wearing were quite simple. Nor does he look like the upper-class kid who hangs out with Aegwynn. This little girl still has some freckles on her face and a little baby fat, so she can't be said to be beautiful. It can only be said that her eyes are quite smart. Her body has a translucent appearance similar to Anweina, but the light is dimmer, and her face A little erratic, obviously this is also an undead creature, and it is much weaker than Anweina.

Anweina gently stroked the little girl's hair, and the ghost's hair floated with faint white light spots in the air: "This is Pamela, we were often together when we were in Daron County. Eastern Plague When the area was undergoing reconstruction and purification work, all remaining undead souls that could be saved were registered, and many of them still remembered their names... I really didn't expect that I would see her again one day."

I was stunned for a moment, looking at the little girl looking around curiously in front of me, feeling that I was destined to experience all kinds of weird things. Pamela? Is this little girl Pamela?

"The Eastern Plague has almost been rebuilt, and the second half of the reconstruction work was led by Ms. Sylvanas," Aegwynn added. "The Azeroth Leadership Conference agreed that the Forsaken should expand their living space. Motion. Because the ruins of Lordaeron are no longer enough for the undead to survive: after the Scourge was completely crushed, a large number of high-level undead recovered their sanity, and now they are unified under the rule of Lady Sylvanas, which has led to a sharp increase in the population of the Forsaken. And in After gaining the understanding and recognition of people of all ethnic groups, the Forgotten themselves also realized that they were a new and complete race. Having found the meaning of existence, they also hoped for a better living environment. A small number of humans now live in the East-West Plague. The area has been completely purified. Farmers of all ethnic groups are allowed to build new towns, while most areas are undergoing large-scale reconstruction work of the Kingdom of the Undead. Most of the people wandering in the Eastern Plague Area are high-level undead. Or they have retained their sanity due to chance. The soul body of this little girl named Pamela belongs to the latter. I recently led some psychics in the Eastern Plague area to assist in the census work of the Eastern Plague... Well, you should know that actually the necromantic magic of psychics is also I learned it from magic holy places like Dalaran. Strictly speaking, they are also a type of magicians. In order to fight against demons, I had a little knowledge of the necromancy that had just emerged among dark wizards at that time... After the war, there were many psychics who got rid of control and were willing to do good. Most of them were under Ms. Sylvanas, and a small number were re-accepted by various magic groups. Jaina also provided services to some psychics who passed strict vetting. Asylum, they are the ones I lead.”

Aegwynn told me about her current situation, which can be regarded as reporting to me the new changes in the original plague zone of Azeroth. I remembered that the last time I went to the homeland of Lordaeron, the plague zone was still preparing to be completely purified and made available for human habitation. area, now it seems that the Forsaken are still being cared for by other races, and the Eastern and Western Plagues are about to turn into the Undead Empire. This should be a change after I left there. These things may also be seen in various reports. But now regional issues in a single world are no longer reported directly to Sandora and I, so I really don’t know much about it.

"Dallon County is Anweina's hometown, so it is considered a key reconstruction area. It has been planned and prepared for a longer period of time, and the ground was broken just recently. You may not know it well. Anweina is among the Forgotten. However, she is so famous that the Forsaken commoners respectfully call her 'Ms. Anveena' (the word 'Ms.' here generally refers to noble women with status in Azeroth's civilian circles), or simply the Princess of the Undead. ——They think that being a servant next to the emperor should be regarded as a princess in the lower world. The class view of ordinary people is quite simple."

I couldn't help but glance at the little ghost next to me, and found that this girl was already wandering around in a daze. Well, she built an undead empire for her own entertainment in the basement, but she didn't expect that in Aize The world of Rath really got such a title - although it is a title with little credibility among the Forsaken civilian circles, and to be honest, I think the definition of "princess" in the world of Azeroth is really awkward. count. But looking at Anweina's appearance, this was enough to keep the little maid in a daze for a long time.

"Ahem, Anweina is just like my sister. It's not an exaggeration to say that. Now let's talk about Pamela?" I stretched out my hand to touch little Pamela's head, but was quickly moved by this ghost girl. She seemed to be curious and wary of the unfamiliar environment, and she seemed to be only a little close to Anweina.

"When we found her, little Pamela's self-awareness was still in a state of chaos. She didn't seem to realize that she was dead, or even that the town had changed. Originally we planned to take her to the Undercity, but later found out She seemed unwilling to leave. This little girl was looking for something. We asked a soul expert to talk to this little undead, and we were surprised to hear Anweina's name from her mouth, so we contacted Anweina. Yours My friend, Mistress Qianqian, acted as an intermediary - she seems to be not at home?"

"Well, she... went out to play. God knows where she is now." Although it was said that she planned to go to the suburbs when she set off, to be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if she called me back from Rio de Janeiro.

I was quite curious at first about how Pamela got in touch with Anweina. The little ghost stayed at home all day long, and I never saw her come into contact with any outsiders. As a result, as soon as I heard Qian Qian’s name, I immediately felt that all the problems were solved. : It doesn’t seem strange that Anweina contacted anyone.

Looking at Pamela who was whispering to Anweina, I felt strange, a little unreal, but more relieved. Then my attention finally focused on the last person: the man with pale, lifeless hair. The aura on his body also belongs to the spirit body, but it may be that he was too powerful during his lifetime. This spirit body is almost physical. I found that my previous observation of him was a bit wrong: the other party was not as tall as I thought. His face was very thin, but the large cloak on his body gave him a broad enough back. The stranger remained silent throughout our conversation. He neither introduces himself nor cares about the surrounding topics. He was completely immersed in his own thoughts, covering most of his face with his somewhat long hair, and his appearance was hidden in the shadows: he really didn't look like a polite guest. Anweina was supposed to introduce the identity of the guest, but she seemed to have forgotten.

We can only infer from the other person's clothes that he is a mage, and he may have just completed a long journey: his robes are shabby.

The stranger finally woke up from his reverie and replied in a muffled voice: "I am Medivh...well, partly."

I:"……"

"Aegwynn. Why didn't you introduce me earlier?!" I exclaimed immediately. I really didn't expect that there would be a... What is this, a living historical figure, right? "Medivhn? That Medivh of Medivh." arts?"

Aegwynn was stunned for a moment and shrugged: "You were asking about Pamela just now, and you didn't have time to introduce it, and... he is indeed Medivh. But he is not my son. It can only be said to be part of the latter, presumably. You discovered that he is an undead and incomplete. I don't know how to face this situation."

"I am the fragment in the Tower of Karazhan, the remaining part of Medivh's soul," the undead man who called himself Medivh spoke. He first looked at Aegwynn, and then whispered, "Medivh has been scattered into many fragments. I It was the only one that had been found so far, and it was my mother—I mean, my full mother—who suggested I come for help.”

I realized that the situation might be a little more complicated than expected. It was not just as simple as Anweina greeting a few guests, so I became serious: "Let's start from the beginning, what's going on?"

"I once used my own power to bring Medivh back from the dead," Aegwynn said solemnly. "That was many years after he was killed, before the dark power came to Azeroth again. But that resurrection did not Not perfect, he returned to the world in the form of a semi-undead, trying to warn the human kingdom. You should know what happened next. His efforts failed, and in the end he could only guide Jaina and Thrall across the ocean to the The continent of Kalimdor. After that, I lost the news about Medivh. I only knew that he was still wandering around the world. Until the power of the abyss invaded the world and the salvation war began, I tried to find news about him, but to no avail. During the war I later learned that my son had died again. He might have tried to fight against some mutated demons, but he didn't know that those demons were no longer the same things he knew. This time, in order to prevent him from being resurrected, the demons removed his soul. It was divided into several parts. One of the fragments, the only fragment that retained a small amount of memory and most of the power, unconsciously wandered to the Karazhan Tower and settled in the Tower of the Dead, where he found The remnants of Medivh's power during his lifetime slowly recovered his form, becoming what you see. I think he should be considered his own child, but obviously... only partly."

I didn't expect that there would be such a series of stories in the Salvation War. The world of Azeroth was inconsistent with the history I knew, and Medivh's fate was completely different from what I remembered: he actually ended up as a hero in the early days of the Salvation War. A half-undead person survived and died in that war. After the war, a fragment of his soul wandered to the tower of Karazhan? I do know about that tower. After the war, we found that the tower was still standing, so we preserved it as a historical relic without touching it brick by brick—perhaps at that time, the afterimage of Medivh was already there. Are you staying in the tower?

"How did you find him later? Did you go to Karazhan Tower again?" I asked curiously.

Aegwynn seemed a little embarrassed to speak, and Medivh couldn't help but speak: "No, that tower is sealed, and the time and space inside has its own system. No one can get in - well, most people can't get in. Even me I couldn't leave: After entering the tower, I was in a state of confusion. I had no idea who I was or where that place was. I only knew that it should be my home during my lifetime, so I lived there. Later, someone broke it I was freed from this curse only after I was trapped in my state. I was able to leave the tower, but found that the world outside had changed. The familiar world was destroyed. The earth was covered with scars of war. There were many entrances to the Headwind Path. I came to a strange goblin town called Shunfeng Express, and Stormwind City was full of weird recruitment advertisements and unseen machinery. I followed the only feeling in my soul that could point the way to find my biological mother, and then I discovered that, It turns out that I am already a mutilated soul..."

I think I should interrupt: "You said someone freed you from the curse of Karazhan so you could leave that tower. Who did it? Someone entered Karazhan?"

Aegwin finally thought it would be better to speak out, so he nodded bravely: "Yes, your...well, she claims to be your wife, the one named Bubbles..."

I was immediately shocked: "What?!"

Anweina covered half of her face and said with a sigh: "Mistress Bubble said she wanted to clear King's Guardian, so she led nine mass-produced hosts to Azeroth, and they all cleared Karazhan. , but not a single monster was found, only an undead wandering inside the tower, and the undead launched an attack on them..."

Medivh spread his hands: "When I woke up, I found myself being beaten to the ground by a group of little girls with the same appearance. The leading girl was hitting my head with a shiny hammer and asking me to equip her. ——And the curse was lifted.”

Me: "...I'm sorry..."

"No, I'm very grateful to her for helping me lift the curse. I remember that I took the initiative to attack, and they had to fight back. And after discovering that I had regained my consciousness, the little girls immediately stopped and healed my injuries: It was a favor.”

I:"……"

Do you know that I want to cry but have no tears? I imagined countless reasons for Medivh appearing in front of me, but I never expected that it was the child's mother who had done something good. That obsessive game maniac finally decided to attack the real world. She really led a group of ten people. He rushed into Karazhan and beat up the only humanoid monster inside - Medivh's Echo...

Now, I would rather go back to the house and study the pile of reports - the "leisure tasks" that the child's mother set for herself are too colorful, right? (To be continued)