Chapter 789 Lonely eternal life?
That night, Charlemagne stood outside the camp and looked at the active volcano on the main island that was still glowing red. His eyes seemed a little blurred, and he unconsciously helped Mr. Bigworth strove.
"Hululu~"
It seemed that he was comfortable being scratched. Mr. Bigworth made a pleasant sound and woke up Charlemagne. After recovering, he realized that there were three breaths of life behind him.
Charlemagne showed a warm smile on his face, "Come out, Alleria, Cirvanas, and Vereesa."
"whee!"
A lively voice came out first, and then Charlemagne felt a soft body jump up on his back, and the attacker kissed his side face with ease.
"Charlemagne, what are you doing here alone?"
Kissing Vereesa back on the face, Charlemagne said with a doting smile, "After thinking about tomorrow's battle and future development, and defeating N'Zoth's plot, the oath should have a good rest for a while."
The two sisters, Alleria and Cirvanas, also walked to the two sides of Charlemagne with barely audible footsteps. The second lady snorted softly and asked, "What is there to consider in the future? The most important thing is now. In the future Wouldn't it be a good thing to have time to fix it?"
"Since the orcs invaded, it's really not easy to find some time to rest in this troubled world. You should also relax. If you stretch too tightly, you will hurt yourself sooner or later."
Charlemagne smiled wryly and stretched out his fingers to caress Cirvanas's tender cheeks, "I also want to rest more and spend more time with you to live a peaceful life... But the many disasters in Azeroth won't give me anything at all." this time."
Alleria gently leaned on Charlemagne's shoulder and comforted gently, "You should learn to delegate some things to other people. Azeroth is not supported by you alone. Everyone will fight for their own homeland." Try not to put too much pressure on yourself."
"Yeah... I was thinking about this issue when I was in Mount Hyjal. The higher the position, the heavier the burden on my shoulders. Maybe it's time to share some work for others People have to bear it."
Vereesa responded with a smile, "That's how it should be. You don't want to die like the Zhuge Liang you once said in the story at a young age, right?"
Charlemagne smiled and scratched Vereesa's delicate and upturned nose, but said with a sigh, "You are young...? That's right, we are longevity species after all, and my life span has no limit, maybe It’s time to learn to adapt to a slower pace of life.”
Cirvanas jokingly poked her husband's waist with her elbow, "Isn't this nonsense? You haven't lived your first millennium yet, and you're just a young man in high elf society. You carry things on your shoulders.”
Alleria also held Charlemagne's hand and said with a smile, "That's right, the Silvermoon Council and mothers and their generation are protecting us from the wind and rain, and you can leave some less important tasks to other people. , we don’t feel good seeing you busy with official duties like this.”
Vereesa's way of thinking is more detached than those of the two sisters. When both of them used their own methods to comfort their husbands, the little girl tilted her head and asked an important question.
"Well...Charlemagne already has an eternal lifespan, and it may not be obvious now, but we will inevitably grow old after three thousand years. Are we going to leave him alone to spend the eternal life without knowing where the end will be? "
"Forehead…"
Cirvanas, who has always been confident and proud, showed a rare hint of loneliness, "Yeah... Even if the high elves have a long lifespan, there will always be a day when the number of mortal demigods in Azeroth is so few as one hand. I can count them all, is it true that in the future..."
Alleria looked at the thoughtful expression on Charlemagne's face and chuckled, "I think Charlemagne should solve this problem for us, besides...even if we all leave, there is no immortality like Oni Are you with him?"
After the World Tree of the night elves exploded, Tyrande also lost her eternal lifespan. Although she didn't know how long she would live, but there would be no more than three young high elves.
Charlemagne was awakened by Alleria's gentle and sad words, and took the two wives into his arms and said confidently, "Don't worry! With your talent and hard work, it is not difficult to reach the peak of epic in your lifetime. "
"At the worst time, I will ask Ai Jiang to give you the qualifications to be promoted to demigods. Based on my relationship with Star Soul, it shouldn't be a big problem."
As the only spokesperson who can directly communicate with the Star Soul of Azeroth, Charlemagne can feel the nostalgia and importance that the Star Soul has for him.
The little girl who has been lonely for too long finally has someone to communicate with. I think this request of Charlemagne should be satisfied... probably.
Subconsciously, he continued to stroke the hair of Mr. Bigworth in his arms, and Charlemagne thought to himself, "Go ask Ai Jiang next time. If it doesn't work, you have to find another way. Anyway, there are still at least two thousand years. I don't believe there is no suitable way to prolong life. '
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Early the next morning, the covenant army assembled in the camp on time, and then the coalition forces of various ethnic groups took Gallywix's newly repaired yachts to the Tranquil Coast in batches.
... No way, this time, no large vehicles were dispatched for the covert operation, and there were not even many supplies. It is destined to solve the N'Zoth forces entrenched in the Lost Islands only through a quick battle.
The naga sent by Queen Azshara and the goblins under Garridabz took the lead in launching their respective attacks. Charlemagne and others also quickly completed their reorganization after landing on the Tranquil Coast. Lead the way to the crater.
It is not suitable to deploy heavy armored troops in this dense forest, and there is no space battleship to transport them, and those iron cans cannot be transported...
When Charlemagne and his party gradually approached Ustan, the large pygmy settlement in the crater, they could already hear the sound of gunpowder explosion from the direction of Umlot village below the mountain.
Charlemagne said loudly under the blessing of the amplification magic, "The battle at the foot of the mountain and at the seaside has begun, and we have to move faster."
"Strive to capture Ulstein and its surrounding satellite villages as quickly as possible, use limited resources to build a simple defensive position, and obey the orders of your immediate superiors to defend well. Faceless people are not easy to deal with!"
"yes!"
Charlemagne looked at the Jugmies who had spotted the covenant army and were attacking this side with strange screams. With a cold light in their eyes, he took out the joy of fire from his backpack and pointed to the front and shouted, "The battle begins! Attack!"
"oh!"
Thanks to the book friend "Liu Shuo 2015" for his support.
(end of this chapter)