"exist!"

Val'kyr, wearing a Valkyrie helmet, slowly emerged from the darkness behind Tyrion. She placed the radiant war spear in her hand on the ground, then lowered her head, waiting for Tyrion's order.

"You go to Northrend. You will temporarily command the Cold Wind Commando. They will search for traces of Arthas Menethil throughout the northern continent. Once you find him, report him immediately. I will rush as quickly as possible.

past."

"As commanded."

Val'kyr glanced at the little ghost Yuna who was staying next to Tyrion with his half-visored eyes. The latter felt the stranger's aura and couldn't help but grab Tyrion's wrist and hide his body.

Behind Tyrion.

"Don't be afraid, kid."

Tyrion touched Yuna's hair and whispered:

"This is a friend."

"oh."

Only then did Yuna poke her head out and waved to Agatha:

"Hi, I'm Yuna, I'm Tyrion's friend."

Val'kyr nodded, showed a stiff smile to Yuna, then took a step back and slowly disappeared into the darkness. The high lord picked up Yuna, put it on his shoulders, and then walked out of the mansion.

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"Come on, little girl, I will take you to meet my daughters. You will become good friends, I promise."

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Draenor world, Shattrath City.

This is the only city in this small world that is still controlled by living people. Today, as the Dark Blade's rule over Draenor becomes more and more stable, those exiles who cannot tolerate the system established by the undead all exist in this increasingly unstable city.

In the larger and larger city, under the protection of the Holy Light Naruadal, he lived his own life.

But where there are more people, various ideological trends and conflicts become more acute. In Shattrath City today, the total number of exiles of all races has exceeded 1.2 million. In the city controlled by the Draenei,

The situation in the main city is better, but in the slums where exiles gather, almost every block is ruled by sects with different ideas.

Some people are addicted to the fragile peace, some people are just willing to live their own lives, and some people are not willing to let the world be taken away by the undead. They are brewing counterattacks again and again, but unfortunately,

Every time those stragglers who lack cohesion and effective command rush out for a "holy war", they only provide new soldiers for the Dark Blade Legion.

The Darkblade's "captivity" program in the world of Draenor has been a real success.

"Yuna, don't be afraid, come with me!"

Dornan was wearing a small hunting suit and running quickly in Naru Square. Behind her, the little ghost who appeared in front of others for the first time seemed a little scared, but she still used floating methods to look for sounds.

, followed closely behind his new friend.

Further away, Tyrion, who was wearing casual clothes, pulled down his cowboy hat. He did not come to Shattrath City in an official capacity, and he did not want to cause tension among the officials here.

"This is the brightest beam of light in Draenor! It's what dad asked us to find..."

Dornan stood panting in front of the light pillar of the Holy Light Naru Adal. She pointed at the jigsaw puzzle Naru suspended in mid-air that emitted holy light and sound, and shouted loudly:

"Adal can dispel all darkness, and it sings beautifully. Come on, Yuna, stand next to me!"

At Dornan's urging, the little ghost Yuna quietly appeared behind her. She "gazed" the Holy Light Naru in the air in front of her with her soulless eyes. While Yuna looked at Adal,

The Holy Light Naru, whose mind was immersed in another dimension, seemed to feel this gaze. Its jigsaw puzzle body moved slowly. In the light singing, it also turned its attention to the little ghost next to Dornan.

And at the moment when their eyes came into contact, Yuna suddenly covered her eyes and let out a cry of pain:

"What is that! Yuna saw the light in the darkness...but it's so bright! It's so dazzling! Yeah, yeah, yeah! It's too bright, too bright! Ahhh!"

The reaction of the little ghost was beyond the expectations of everyone present. Dornan nervously wanted to catch Yuna who was running around, and Tyrion also nervously took a few steps forward. The Holy Light Naru seemed to be aware of it.

Something like that, a warm holy light tried to cover the running little ghost.

But the next moment, Yuna waved her hands and threw herself back into the shadow world. As if she appeared out of thin air, she disappeared again out of thin air.

"Uh...isn't it the Holy Light?"

Tyrion looked at this scene. He shook his head, waved to the worried Dornan, and was about to leave with his daughter. Behind him, the Holy Light Naaru made a series of light sounds, and a

A gentle voice sounded in Tyrion's heart:

"Lord Dark Blade, that little girl... I felt a unique aura on her body, that dangerous and cold aura, what are you... planning?"

Tyrion did not look back, but waved back:
Chapter completed!