"Bang"

The blood-red phoenix heavy sword penetrated into the ground, splashing black and red dust formed by the volcanic ash unique to the burning plains, and was blown by the scorching wind. It circled around the phoenix boots of the golden sword, and was blown into the distance.

In the dark corner at the end of this canyon, you can still hear the screams of orcs when they are slaughtered, which is no different from the screams of other creatures when they are dying.

The rough sound was filled with despair.

It is the sob when life witheres.

However, unlike in the past, the war sword carefully cast by the craftsmen of Quel'thalas today was not stained with blood, which also made the master of the war sword full of anger.

Under the battle helmet, she glared at the "brother" in front of her who suddenly appeared in her life.

There was no trace of curiosity or expectation in her eyes, but it was full of unconcealed disgust and resignation. She seemed to have no desire to have any connection with the person in front of her.

As an assassin, Black easily captured this emotion.

This made him full of pessimism about today's conversation.

I guess I can't express any constructive opinions.

But for the first time, it was not easy to just leave. After all, the same blood was flowing in the bodies of the two people.

"You serve Aurelia?"

Black interrupted the silence first, and he said:

"Have you discussed with Aunt Jin Jian before setting out for the battlefield? Are you not afraid of putting her in a politically awkward situation because of your actions? As far as I know, Aunt Jin Jian is a senior member of the Silver Moon Council."

"The Windwalker family is permanently neutral in the politics of Quel'thalas."

Finna looked up and down at Black and said coldly:

"On the contrary, you, a human, care so much about the politics of the elves. Do you intend to use this to lure some elves who are not very familiar with the world like your father?"

"Well, it sounds like you're very resentful to Dailin."

The pirate laughed and said:

"Do I need me to remind you? When Dai Lin met your mother, Aunt Jin Jian was old enough to be his grandmother. She was not an elf girl who was "not very experienced in the world".

So I think the young prince and the romantic elf mage may be more attracted to each other.

Not what you think is 'deception'.

In addition, the permanent neutrality of the Wind Walker family does not mean that Aurelia is neutral.

The eldest daughter of Wind Walker stated several times in public that Quel'thalas should be united with mankind, using the ancient covenant as a bridge to stand firmly together.

Such remarks will probably not satisfy the members of the Silver Moon Parliament.”

"You are here today to talk to me about the politics of the elves?"

Jin Jian took the initiative to end the topic, she said:

"What's there to talk about about that decay? If you plan to continue wasting my time..."

“It’s exactly the same.”

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Black. The pirate looked at her and said in a relaxed tone:

"When you talk about politics, your reaction is exactly the same as that of Dai Lin. The Admiral would rather take the fleet out to fight pirates than waste your time at the political meeting.

What else can I say?

It's really a tradition."

"Click"

Hearing this, Finna Jinjian's hand armor was tightened.

The steel hand armor rubbed, making a collision sound that made people's scalp numb, and the red anger wrapped around the fist showed the excellent talent of the half-elf in the way of anger.

Thinking of the poor character panel when Drake died in the Kazmodan Sea, and looking at the perfect Finna who had mastered the power of anger at a young age in front of her.

Black couldn't help but think again that Dai Lin was really biased.

Give all the best things to your daughters.

"Stop the anger, I have no intention of provoking you."

The pirate raised his hands and pressed down.

Finna, who expressed her attitude, said:

"I came here today just to meet you. You can rest assured that it was not what Dailin told me, he had no idea that he had a daughter alive.

I just happened to be dealing with some things on the Burning Plain, and came over to take a look out of my curiosity.

I originally wanted to talk to you about family matters.

But since you have clearly stated your attitude, I will not waste my time. But I have a question. As far as I know, Aunt Jin Jian should not tell you about your life experience.

Where did you learn about your relationship with Dailin?”

"I've seen him."

Finna said in a low tone:

“When he landed from the western wilderness with Kurtiras, I was following Ms. Aurelia, and blocking the orcs of the Blackstone Tribe in Red Ridge Mountains.

While resting at the Donggu logging field, I saw him from a distance.

When I saw him, I knew who he was. The pendant my mother carries with me all year round was an image of him when he was young, and he... became much older.

There is anger and sadness that echoes in my eyes.

I heard from the lady that he had just died of his son, and Drake Prodmore was said to have died in the Bay of Paladin and at the hands of orcs.

What a pity."

When the half-elf heard that Black did not follow Dailin's order, the momentum of keeping people from thousands of miles away weakened.

She spoke and glanced at Black's dress again.

Asked:

"Are you here to avenge your brother? Are you the third son of Deline? Tanreyd Proudmore?"

“???”

Black's eyes were full of question marks, and he looked at the half-elves with a cold temperament in front of him.

He hesitated for a moment and asked:

"Where did you hear this name? The person who told you about this did not tell you how old Tanrey is this year? Do you think a ten-year-old naughty child who is still playing with peeing can run to the Burning Plain and kill orcs so neatly?

How did you do this intelligence work?"

"Um?"

Hearing this problem, Finna immediately realized her cognition and some small mistakes might have occurred.

Indeed, when Ms. Aurelia told her about Dailin's family, she did not explain the age of Dailin's children clearly, and she did not take the initiative to ask because of her resistance.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

The half-elf turned his face, coughed a few times as if nothing had happened, and said suspiciously:

"You are not Tanreid? Who are you? Another illegitimate child of Deline? I know! Like other human kings written in the book, he is the kind of person with a filthy private life."

“???”

The pirate's eyes were once again filled with question marks.

He looked at the indignant Jin Jian with a strange look and corrected again:

"At present, the kings of the seven kings of human beings, including the traitor Aiden, have their own personal ethics.

It is no exaggeration to say that one should keep oneself clean.

There may be lovers, but as far as I know, only Dai Lin is the only one who has an illegitimate child outside.

Where did you hear the rumors about the decay of the human king's private life? Have you read too many third-rate knight novels written by down-and-out mages in Dalaran?"

"Shut up!"

Finna accidentally exposed her little hobby and became a little angry, and stomped her feet and scolded her, which made the pirate shake her head repeatedly.

He said in a sigh:

"Aunt Jin Jian is a senior wizard, and I don't need to say much about her wisdom.

But unfortunately, this wisdom cannot be divided into too much for you. While inheriting Dai Lin's warrior talent, you also inherited the generous and careless part of his character.

Listen to my advice.

In the future, don’t express your opinions casually about things you don’t understand, otherwise you will make a joke.”

"bass"

The phoenix heavy sword beside Miss Jin Jian was lifted with one hand and pointed at the pirate. Under circles of red anger, bloodshot began to surge in the big blue eyes in the battle helmet.

This is proof of the real anger of the warriors.
To be continued...