nashuaworldcup Chapter 255 Day 6
Chapter 255 Day 6
The only Scarlet Monastery traitor the highest commander could think of was Lillian & Voss...
Renault sympathized with the woman who had become an undead assassin, yet he couldn't defend Lilith... Just as he had ambushed his gravely wounded father at Dathrohan's behest, solely to become the supreme commander of the Scarlet Crusade and make his father proud...
Old Mograine may have been too harsh on his son, whose pursuit of fame and status outweighed their original paladin qualities and beliefs...
Lordaeron is a land overflowing with filial sons and daughters...
Perhaps the father was too indulgent, or had too high expectations for his children...
Whether it was Arthas, Raynor, Garin of Stromgarde, or Jaina... they all made the same choice. Perhaps power and status are indeed more appealing than family ties...
Tensions are high on all sides; Lorraine is caught in a major vortex of events...
Can he turn the tide?
Or perhaps all we can do is go with the flow...
The fact is, he did swim quite a distance... until he reached a lakeside cabin...
Across a ridge, on the southeastern shore of Lake Lordamere, there are surprisingly many manors. Unlike the farms near Hillsbrad Foothills, the houses here are directly hidden by the ridge, and the castle atop Alterac Mountains is faintly visible. However, it is difficult to spot the secret manors nestled in the gaps along the edge of the ridge from the view.
Lorraine cautiously approached and discovered that this place seemed to be a human settlement.
The house was clean and tidy, with a fireplace burning inside. There were bookshelves in the wooden cabin, and hot tea on a wooden table...
Inside the first hut, though simple, it was warm. Lorraine stood motionless near the fireplace, drying the dampness from his robes...
After all that fuss, most of the day had passed, and it was already broad daylight...
This is the sixteenth day...
"People live here..."
"Nonsense, the tea's still hot... there must be living people here... this room is most likely a fisherman's vacation home..."
"why?"
"Look, there are dried fish and fishing rods by the door..."
Following her teacher's directions, Lorraine indeed found fishing rods...and a lot of dried fish meat...and some kind of bright red, unidentifiable chunks of meat. Upon closer inspection, she noticed a hard shell nearby and realized it was turtle meat...
People live there...
This is a secret farm located beneath Alterac Valley...
There are cows and pumpkin patches not far ahead...
Not far away, there were several small boats... moored behind the farmhouses.
Since there are people around, we must act carefully!
The undead and humans are enemies...
The same goes for the forgotten.
......
"Who are you? Good heavens, an undead monster... Die, you undead, how dare you come to my territory!"
Lorraine was still warming herself by the fire, lost in thought...
A middle-aged man's voice came from behind...
Turning around, I saw the human man's fist swinging towards me.
Do you think you can defeat our Archmage Lorraine with just one punch?
can!
With just one punch, Lorraine felt dizzy and almost collapsed...
He quickly dodged away. Having not engaged in close combat for a long time, Lorraine almost forgot his past experience of using his staff to knock down bats.
The other party wasn't afraid of the undead at all, and immediately raised his fist to hit him.
Lorraine, who had been fighting using magic, was caught off guard by the sudden close-range attack. After taking two punches and seeing stars, she immediately dodged and used Flash to create distance. She then used Frost Nova to freeze the man, followed by an Ice Finger and Ice Lance, which nearly allowed the man to be seen through.
But he still endured the pain and chased after Lorraine...
"Grandpa! Grandpa..."
The man chased after Lorraine, throwing punches, while a young woman shouted from a short distance behind him...
"Nancy, quick, go get help... those damned undead have come here... the highlands are no longer safe, quickly notify the militia captain and the Earl..."
Nancy & Wesas were stunned for a moment. Instead of turning around and running away, they picked up their wooden sticks and attacked Lorraine... This red-haired woman was not afraid of the undead at all, unlike ordinary human civilians.
Lorraine was so focused on looking ahead that she accidentally got hit on the head and nearly fell over.
Fortunately, he wasn't the little mage he used to be... Feeling the pain, he immediately turned and retaliated. He grabbed the woman's wooden stick with one hand, baring his teeth and glaring at her fiercely.
Nancy & Wesas, not to be outdone, kicked Lorraine in the groin, and Lorraine instinctively dodged...
If I got kicked, I don't know how painful it would be...
Although...maybe, but!
Lorraine was already a Forsaken and would not have the fatal weaknesses of human males, but his physical instincts still made him try his best to avoid the infertility-mutilating kick.
Lorraine cursed inwardly, "What a vicious woman, always resorting to underhanded tactics!"
The other man was even angrier than him, shouting, "Grandpa, I'm here to help you! Skeleton monsters are nothing to fear, I want revenge for my husband! Vessa was killed by the undead... I received the letter from Scarlet Monastery, and they didn't even offer a penny in compensation. That damned bald man only left me a ring he'd stripped from a dead man's hand..."
The woman and the man attacked Lorraine together, and Lorraine was momentarily flustered...
The man replied, "Wasn't Veshas keeping dogs at Scarlet Monastery? How did he die? Is it any less safe there than here...? I was thinking of suggesting you go to Scarlet Monastery for refuge... I heard there are undead tearing at the living again in Hillsbrad! Life is unbearable..."
The young man was actually the grandfather...
For Vish, who owns a dog, Lorraine suddenly remembered someone: the dog trainer who had gouged out his right eye...
Several large dogs chased him through Scarlet Monastery, and the Scarlet officer was eventually killed, seemingly by the power unleashed from the awakened rune in its right eye and the will of the undead...
Vesas, the teacher mentioned this name.
Was it the dog trainer Wesas? Or the torturer Wesas? Lorraine couldn't quite remember...
But he is definitely his greatest enemy!
When facing the enemy, show no mercy...
These seemingly innocent people hiding at the foot of Mount Alterac to escape the spirits of the dead are not innocent... they are enemies.
Lorraine unleashed a powerful burst of flames at the woman...
Turning around, I fired an Frostbolt to slow the man down...
With just five spells, the woman killed the first grandfather. Seeing that something was wrong, she began to flee.
Lorraine showed no mercy and chased after him, beating him to death...
After expending half his magic and painstakingly killing two human civilians, he noticed two loyal bodyguards watching him from a distance... "Yuriev! Oath of Death!"
"Didn't you two say you already had your own consciousness? Why aren't you helping me? Am I still your master?"
The two death knights riding their death steeds exchanged a glance.
Nodding: "Master's brilliance shines like the sun, and the debt of gratitude to Master can never be repaid... Master's safety will always come first!"
"You brag all you want, but watch me get beaten! I'm going to punish you..."
Lorraine was furious; she'd been holding in her anger all day...
But while he talked about punishment, he didn't seem to have found any way to punish him... He had once again chosen to sink the original guard army to the bottom of the lake. After all, a vast army of the dead would easily attract attention, and having two powerful death commanders with him was still acceptable.
However, to avoid any unforeseen circumstances, Lorraine had already ordered them to be on guard against any enemy attacks from the outside...
To his surprise, the two Death Knights didn't even intervene after being ambushed from behind. Lorraine suspiciously circled the two Death Knights, seemingly questioning their intelligence and loyalty...
Why didn't you save me...?
"Attacks against civilians are not a knight's tradition..."
Yurev answered first.
Death Oath immediately added, "Based on our assessment, the enemy's attack cannot endanger the master's life... at most it will leave a scar... the undead are not afraid of scars..."
"Bullshit! The Forsaken also get poisoned, sick, infected, hungry, and in pain... especially the Forsaken with higher intelligence and magic power. Look at all the generals and warriors, aren't they all wearing armor and carrying spears..."
"Those low-level types are helpless even if they're injured. They have no means to protect or strengthen themselves; they can only rely on instinct, and in the end, they'll just slowly decay..."
......
"I see, thank you for clearing up my confusion, Master..."
He swore an oath and bowed to Yurev.
Lorraine was speechless. Helpless, he immediately searched for his spoils and, sure enough, found a ring on the fleeing woman's hand...
It read: "My love will last forever, from Vorill..."