After laughing for a while, Jaina recovered.
"What on earth is Thrall doing?" Jaina regained her image after smiling, and then she tightened her grip on the tea cup. The porcelain groaned under the weight in her hands. Her knuckles turned white from the exertion, and the disappointment in her eyes almost turned into reality. "He clearly knew what Garrosh was doing, but he hid behind Outland and acted like it had nothing to do with him!"
Deren sighed, stood up and changed a new cup for her: "I told you before-"
"Thrall is an orc after all." Jaina took over the second half of the sentence. This sentence was like a key, opening a locked box deep in Jaina's memory. She thought of her father Daelin·Proudmoore's warning, those words she once scorned, now pierce her heart like a poisoned dagger. "A beast will be a beast, Jaina. Never trust the greenskins."
Onyxia suddenly let out a chuckle, breaking the heavy atmosphere. "Interesting. Human Princess finally sees reality clearly?"
"Forget it," Deren interrupted her, giving Black Dragon a warning look, "Now is not the time to be sarcastic. We need to formulate countermeasures."
Chromie crawled out from behind the sofa, holding Hourglass of Time in his hand. "Do you want me to check Thrall's movements on Timeline?"
"No need," Jaina stood up, the frost runes on his robes shining slightly due to his emotional fluctuations, "I don't care anymore."
Her voice was very soft, but Deren could hear the decisive meaning in it. This mage who once hoped to live in peace with the orcs had a cold light in his eyes.
"How is Aegwynn's physical condition?" Deren changed the topic at the right time.
Jaina's expression softened immediately, but the worry in his eyes was even worse. "It's terrible, but she is trying her best to teach me." Her voice was choked, "It's like she wants to stuff a thousand years of knowledge into my brain. There are endless notes to copy and endless spells to practice every day."
Deren looked at Chromie. Bronze Dragon immediately understood and shook the Hourglass of Time in his hand. The golden Hourglass of Time formed in the air Into a blurry image: Aegwynn staggering with his back bent in the long corridor of Karazhan; mountains of notes and ancient books piled up in the study; and finally a dark silhouette approaching quickly, exuding an ominous atmosphere.
After the image dissipated, Chromie became rarely serious. "A year or two at most, or a few months at least." She hesitated, "Only a few months."
Dusk fell completely outside the window, and the last ray of sunlight disappeared behind the high walls of the city. The fireplace of Deren's house suddenly burst out with a string of sparks, as if mourning the end of an era in advance.
Jaina stood up, Teleportation Spell's blue light condensed on her fingertips. "I have to go back. There are three chapters of <Ancient Energy Theory> to be copied tonight." She paused and glanced at everyone in the room, "Thank you. At least in this matter, I am no longer alone."
In the last second before she disappeared, Deren seemed to see tears flashing in the corners of her eyes.
Onyxia walked over to Deren and sat down, serving him a cup of tea. "What are you thinking about, and what is your new plan? That old lady has lived for a thousand years. Now she has entered the countdown to her life. Unfortunately, there is no magic that can extend her life."
Deren said quietly, "Azeroth is a magical place, with magic and gods. Some people live for thousands or tens of thousands of years."
"But Aegwynn is a human being after all. She has lived for more than a thousand years by relying on hibernation and magic, which is considered super powerful." Chromie also said in harmony.
"Little dwarf, don't you Bronze Dragon have Time Magic? Why don't you give the old lady mage a little more time?" Onyxia asked Bronze Dragon.
"This is taboo. It's not impossible, but it will damage Timeline and bring unpredictable effects. It will also bring devastating consequences to Bronze Dragon. The boss has been afraid of something. I guess Bronze Dragonflight interfered too much with Timeline, and the consequences are very terrible." Little Gnome whispered Bronze Dragonflight's secret.
"Tch!" Black Dragon snorted coldly, "Then forget it." Then he turned to Deren, "Dear, do you have any idea?"
Deren smiled bitterly and said, "It's not impossible, have you forgotten how World Tree Nordrassil made Night Elf immortal? Was it Nozdormu's blessing?"
"Ah!" Chromie opened his mouth so wide that he could swallow two dragon eggs, "Yes, why can the boss bless Nordrassil and make Night Elf immortal, but refuse to grant more immortals?"
Deren said lightly, "I am afraid that a blessing like immortality, which is rare but cannot be obtained, does not come at a higher price. I have heard a saying before: all miracles have a price. Bronze Dragon is just an observer of time, and occasionally corrects it Timeline."
"If you interfere with time too much, it may lead to very terrible consequences. Blessing Nordrassil to allow thousands of elves to gain eternal life may seem fine, but the consequences may not be something even your boss can bear in the future. Do you Bronze Dragon know what will happen at the end of time?"
Hearing Deren's words, Chromie's face changed drastically and he broke into cold sweat. "You can't talk about the end of time. This is the boss's death order. I only dare to observe the future not far from the present. In the more distant future, I don't dare to look, for fear that I won't be able to come back."
Hearing this, Onyxia, as a member of the Dragon family, felt the dragon scales stand up on his body when he thought of the concept of the end of time, and felt chills all over his body. "It's better not to talk about this issue. I am just Black Dragon, and I don't want to think too much about the concept of the end of time. My dear, let's talk about the old lady. I think human Princess cares about her teacher."
Deren suddenly showed an expression of eagerness to try. "I already have an idea, just in case it can be done."
Black Dragon looks at his partner's expression and knows what new ideas he has. He can always create miracles.
Deren thought for a moment, made a gesture to ask Jaina to cast the barrier, and then asked the two female dragons, "Do you still remember Deathwing?"
Little Gnome nodded, while Onyxia showed a frightened expression and said "Yeah!"
More than two years ago, Deren, who had just traveled to Azeroth not long ago, approached two dragons, Onyxia and Chromie, for cooperation to create Ammonium Nitrate Fertilizer. Justice, set a trap in Swamp of Sorrows Black Dragon's lair. 500 tons of Ammonium Nitrate exploded together, leaving Deathwing crippled. It was not easy for him to escape with the help of Old Gods.
However, Deren did not announce the truth of the incident. Instead, two dragons, Chromie and Onyxia, created a false image, claiming that Black Dragon was fighting against his father and daughter. Deathwing was injured by his daughter and fled back to Deeprock Abyss. Onyxia was destroyed in the Fertilizer workshop. From then on, he moved to Theramore to settle down.
Afterwards, Deathwing had no shame to announce that he was ambushed and disabled by his daughter. So no one else in the world knew what the truth was. Only Theramore's Jaina, who was not far from the explosion site, had some guesses.
Deathwing later took revenge by sending Twilight's Hammer cultists to harass Onyxia. Deren counterattacked by asking the goblins to sell high-return goblin financial products to the cultists.
"Then let's try to collect a debt in a few days. Maybe we can help Aegwynn." Deren said with a smile.
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