Time flew by, and before they knew it, another two days had passed. Tirion Fordring had spent those two days playing babysitter. Every day, he took his son and Jaina around Dalaran, and they also went to Lake Lordamere again. He even had his old subordinate take his son and little Jaina to Fenris Isle.
On the island, Taelan Fordring had a friendly chat with the Murlocs. He was already able to combine Holy Bolt with his martial skills quite well. He reached level 7 here and gained a skill point. He had now saved up 6 skill points, planning to put them all into his core skills when he reached level 12.
Taelan Fordring raised his hand and fired two Holy Bolts in quick succession, killing a Murloc leader named Muad. Taelan Fordring remembered that the fellow should have been wandering along the beaches of Tirisfal Glades, where he led a settlement of Evilfin Murlocs. He had no idea why Muad had come here. He could cast Shock and Lightning Bolt. He was a Shaman, and he could also use Healing Wave to heal himself.
Taelan Fordring had Tirion Fordring help him clear out the reinforcements Muad had called, while he fought Muad alone to improve his own combat abilities.
The Murloc's Lightning Bolt hurt like hell. It certainly lived up to its reputation from back in the day as a one-shot killer of little kids. The human and Murloc fought a fierce battle. At last, Taelan activated the Eye of Violet and finally killed Muad with a barrage of Holy Bolts!
When Jaina saw Taelan Fordring defeat the Murloc leader and the few Murlocs around them flee, she cheered and immediately ran over to loot the body!
Jaina really was the world's darling. Her hands were blessed with luck—she was even better at looting than Taelan's 100% loot extraction!
She had already found several pieces of equipment. Taelan Fordring gave her all the gear meant for mages.
First, Jaina found a Healing Potion. She handed it to Taelan. "You take this. It could save your life in a pinch!"
In the world of games, Healing Potions were easy to come by, but in this real world, they were scarce. Only a few alchemists could make them, and every bottle was in high demand. After all, you could earn more gold if you ran out, but you only had one life!
Next, Jaina found a pair of Infantry Leggings of excellent quality. They were part of the rare elite's hoard.
Then she found a few pieces of white Clam Meat. She giggled and decided to have Taelan make some Roasted Clam Meat later.
Taelan Fordring thought they were about done. Then Jaina found a little red Magic Pouch. It was a six-slot container. At low levels, a backpack was the most exciting kind of loot.
She handed the little pouch to Taelan. He had the system's Large Backpack, a magic inventory with a single item in each slot—far more powerful than the storage space in the Diablo world. It had a full forty slots. Taelan had also seen Jaina's Magic Satchel, a little four-slot pouch. It was clearly something she had made herself. Her mother doted on her, but she had still made sure Jaina learned the skills she needed.
He placed the pretty little red pouch in Jaina's hands. She smiled happily, then hung it from the belt tied around her slender waist.
Jaina's little hands really were lucky! She even found a big handful of copper coins. Taelan was already thinking about taking her to visit Prince Nazjatar in a year or two. That powerful Tidal Charm was certainly tempting!
Tirion Fordring watched the two children happily ransacking their loot. He smiled, seeming to remember his own youth.
Then he glanced into the distance and suddenly shouted, "Run!"
Taelan Fordring and Jaina were still clearing the battlefield. They had found all kinds of odds and ends on the Murlocs. In no time, they had collected quite a few copper coins, along with some belongings the Murlocs had stolen from travelers. Lucky Jaina had even found a little Coin Pouch. It held a full 50 silver coins! In Taelan's eyes, a line of yellow text appeared beneath the pouch: "On the Importance of Marrying a Gentle Wife!"
Clearly, it was a loving husband's secret savings!
Taelan Fordring heard Tirion's shout and looked up to see a large group of Murlocs charging toward them! The three of them hurriedly ran for their lives! When they reached the dock on Fenris Isle, they were all gasping for breath. They looked at each other, then burst into laughter!
The sunlight slanted across the road as the sun sank in the west. Jaina held Taelan's hand as they walked slowly along the road to Dalaran. Tall trees lined the way, and little birds chirped in the branches from time to time. Everything was so beautiful!
The sunset gilded Jaina's lovely blond hair. She chatted and laughed with Taelan as they walked! Over these past few days, she had grown used to being with Taelan. Even though he often treated her like a reading machine, she was still happy! There was something about Taelan that she couldn't quite put into words. It made her want to remember him, draw close to him, and hold on to him. His eyes were clear and bright, as if they held all the beauty in the world, and she couldn't help wanting to lose herself in them.
Though her parents had given her a comfortable life, she had never been able to count on them to be there for her! Her father spent most of his time away at war, while her mother was busy handling Kul Tiras's affairs every day.
Kul Tiras wasn't an empire, but an alliance of families. As a result, its relationships were tangled and complicated. In the past, her mother and brother had dealt with all of it. Back then, she had stayed far from power, but gained her family's love—and avoided all the trouble.
Then her brother died in a deadly attack by the Dragonmaw Clan, and everything changed. All her mother's hopes fell on her!
Her father wanted her to stay out of danger and grow up happily! Her mother, however, wanted her to inherit the legacy of her father and brother, and shoulder the burden of the entire nation. So, while she was still very young, her mother had her begin studying all sorts of tedious court etiquette. When she discovered that Jaina had the talent to become a mage, she immediately hired a High Elf mage to teach her Thalassian!
These past few days with Taelan Fordring had been the happiest she'd had in years! Taelan could do everything well!
Taelan's father could spend every day with him. He never left him alone at home.
When she was with him, she could laugh as much as she wanted without being loudly scolded by her tutors. When she got tired from running, she could lean against him freely, without worrying about tedious etiquette.
Taelan could also use a Holy Spell that shot out like a mage's Arcane Missiles. It dealt incredible damage and could heal injuries, too. She had never heard of anything like it! And his powerful Aura was even comparable to a Priest's Healing Spell. It was easy to imagine that he would become a powerful Paladin someday!
This wasn't a game world where you found classes everywhere. Paladins were an advanced class for Warriors. Only one or two out of every few dozen knights could awaken the power of the Holy Light through Baptism and advance to become a Paladin! Those born with an awakening of the Holy Light were even rarer. Paladins with powerful auras were rarer still, and most of them became commanders who led soldiers into battle.
Even more remarkable was how kind and mature Taelan Fordring was for his age. He knew many things that weren't in books.
And he was especially handsome, too—even the High Elves couldn't outshine him!
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