Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 180 3. Former Guardian Mother, you don’t want your son to be severely punished by Diao Ge, right? [25]

(Additional update for brother “Huo Zheng Ting Hao” [2/5])
Chromie blinked his eyes and pretended to be an ordinary dwarf bard. He added a few pieces of firewood to the campfire next to him and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the conversation between Diak'um and Aegwynn.

She thought it was so interesting to be a temporary caregiver in this timeline that had already gone awry!

As a bronze dragon that can travel through time, she has already traveled through "normal history" too many times. She knows how many things the whole world will go through in that history and what kind of great adventures and perfect endings there will be. It is a very good experience, but it will become boring after watching it too many times.

She was like a natural prophet who had already foreseen the future, just like playing a game with cheats, losing the fun of the experience.

But this timeline is different!
Not only is the past different, the future is also chaotic and unknown. For example, Chromie has no idea whether the two guys in front of him will suddenly start fighting.

This mysterious "sense of the unknown" is simply the most precious treasure in the world for a bronze dragon like her who has "grown crooked".

All her experience was invalid here.

She must use her wisdom and judgment to find a way to survive in this world that is much more dangerous than the normal timeline. She also has to follow Diakum, the "source of chaos", on adventures. This is her duty as the guardian of time.

Chromie didn't hate being "forced to work overtime" at all.

If possible, she would even be willing to pay to extend this overtime experience, at least to let her see with her own eyes what kind of result this messy timeline would eventually reach under Diakum's promotion.

Ah, great Nozdormu, please have mercy and let other timelines not have any accidents for the time being, at least don’t have any major events that require the assembly of all the Scales of the Quicksand.

Just think of it as a vacation for me, the time defender who works so hard and runs around in the timeline all year round, so that I can have a good rest here.

"The bronze dragon is eavesdropping."

Aegwynn, whose identity was exposed, did not take off her hood. She sat cross-legged on the cushion she had brought with her and said to the Draenei giant sitting by the campfire:
"How brave are you to have a bronze dragon following you? I'm guessing you're her prisoner? And you were captured for disrupting the timeline?"

"According to the agreement between Ms. Chromie and me, I cannot discuss the timeline and destiny with anyone other than her."

Diakum opened his own holy contract and traced the sacred text written by his own hand with his fingers. He said:
"So, let's talk about the 'good things' your son has done in my world, and how you plan to intervene and put an end to this increasingly bad situation."

"I'm all ears."

Aegwynn replied calmly.

She could sense Diakum's strength, but she looked indifferent.

As a human mage who has lived for more than 120 years (normal human lifespan is around years), and who relied on her own understanding of the arcane to become an arcane demigod hundreds of years ago, even though she has now lost her powerful guardian magic, she is not afraid of the foreigner in front of her.

Just a borderline demigod.

Although there are not many demigods in the material world of Azeroth, they are definitely not few. There are dozens of them among the trolls' messy Loa alone. Compared with the dangerous guys she has encountered in her eventful life, the threat posed by Diakum is not even in the top five.

The sentinel was also well aware of how "crazy" the lady in front of him was when she was young.

As the only woman in the physical universe who is officially recorded as having "defeated Sargeras", Aegwynn's value among spellcasters is simply an unsurpassed miracle.

Although the "Sargera" defeated by Aegwynn was only an incarnation of one percent of his power at most, and it was basically certain that Sargeras deliberately let the enemy win in order to achieve certain goals.

But victory is victory. Even a weakened President Sa will not lose to any random person. This solid record is enough to prove that the "strong demeanor" of this woman is not deliberate.

He neither exaggerated nor concealed anything, and told her the whole process of how Medivh intervened in the war in Draenor, and how he reached an agreement with the war tribe and finally sent an entire fortress and hundreds of thousands of demon-blooded greenskins into the Black Swamp.

After listening to the description of the "victim", even though Aegwynn had long lost her worldly desires, at this moment she felt a trace of shame on her cheeks, just like a parent who was called to school because his child made a mistake.

After all, if the half-giant in front of her was not lying, then her eldest son almost destroyed the world with his own hands.

This is much more serious than being disobedient and pushing classmates at school, or hiding in the toilet to smoke.

“Maybe it’s not his.”

No matter how powerful Aegwynn was, she was first and foremost a mother. Facing Diak'em's stern and righteous gaze, the demigod mage awkwardly began to speak before being interrupted by Diak'em:

"I know what you're talking about. There's a 'darkness' in Medivh's soul that doesn't belong to him, but I can tell you clearly that he sought out orcs as his servants, brought them into the fragmented human kingdom, and used war to force humanity and the entire eastern continent to reunite.

All of this was thought and decided by him alone!
Don't attribute all the problems to the darkness in his soul. You know your son's character better than I do, so he has no reason to justify such a crazy act! "

Aegwynn fell silent.

She couldn't refute it, not just because she was in the wrong, but also because the Draenei in front of her was right.

She knew her own son best. After Medivh inherited the magic of the Guardian of Tirisfal from her, he had been thinking about how to better protect human civilization and the continuation of the ethnic group.

The current petty intrigues among the seven human nations are indeed disappointing to anyone with lofty ideals. During the few times he spent with his son, Medivh also expressed similar extreme ideas to her.

Her son believed that the current Eastern Continent was no longer as good as the era 2,800 years ago when Emperor Thoradin led the ancestors to conquer the Amani Troll Empire.

The division of the empire plunged humanity into political infighting and continued to weaken.

Not only that, Aegwynn is knowledgeable, so she always describes to her son the former glory of the entire world of Azeroth.

In the Ancient War ten thousand years ago, before humanity was even born, this world relied on its own strength to repel the almighty Burning Legion head-on. Even the Dark Titan himself was beaten back by the power of this world.

That was the most united, glorious and brilliant era in the world. Since then, the whole world has been trapped in the quagmire of various disputes and cannot extricate itself.

Medivh is wise. This child's talent is even greater than Aegwynn's. He is destined to achieve great things. Therefore, as a guardian, Medivh believes that it is his responsibility to reunite the divided world.

But this kid is just too stubborn.

Perhaps he sensed that an ancient enemy was returning to the world, so he chose the most direct way to force unity.

This was indeed a disaster caused by her son.

Amid the peeling sound of the campfire burning beside her, Aegwynn sighed.

She reached out and took off her magic hood, revealing her youthful face, which was not old at all. She said sincerely:
"I will take care of this! I will go to Karazhan and speak to my son. I will persuade him to return that city and those greenskins to your world. The problem he caused will be solved by me personally."

"I believe Medivh respects his mother, but I think you overestimate your influence over him."

The Vigilant shook his head and said:

"If a conversation could resolve the issue, I don't think Medivh would have acted so madly. I advise you to prepare for the worst. Since this is a world-spanning hunt, I will travel with you to Karazhan later.

I will end this dispute in a fair manner.

Of course, it's not just about solving Medivh's problem. I've heard that the Mage Tower holds many of this world's ancient secrets. I won't hide the fact that I have other purposes in Azeroth. I need to borrow the books in Karazhan to find some clues."

"If this can make you, the foreigners who have been hurt by my children, feel comfortable, then the books that my husband and I have collected with our own hands are open to you."

Aegwynn nodded.

This scene is also very similar to the posture of a parent of a child who has made a mistake apologizing to the victim.

You know what, Diakum thought this was really interesting. It was rare to see a "real strong woman" like Magna Aegwynn bow her head and submit.

Chromie, who was recording this scene nearby, blinked.

What?! How did this get back to the storyline of persuading Medivh? Didn't Aegwynn do the same thing in the normal timeline?

So, is this the legendary self-correction of fate?

Diakum had intended to end the conversation, but soon he heard Shadow's dissatisfied murmur:
"The rules of the shadows are different, Diakum. The Holy Light has shaped you into tolerance, but will you be so merciful to a murderer who has hurt you?

The shackles on you have been removed, but your soul is bound! The darkness does not allow such things to happen. The law of the jungle is our rule.

You can’t walk into the night like this.”

The Vigilant thought for a moment, and decided that Shadow's Whisper was right this time. He then looked at Aegwynn and said:

"But your child has harmed the world of Draenor, and this cannot be made up with just an apology or two. If you have an apology, you should show your sincerity. After this is over, can you take me to the Tomb of Sargeras?

There are a few things in there that I really need.”

Aegwynn felt relieved when she heard this.

How could she, who has lived for more than 800 years, believe in only verbal promises?

She hoped to get a "suspended sentence" for her son in front of a "criminal hunter from another world" like Diakum. When she saw Diakum put forward the "conditions", she realized that the real negotiation had begun.

But when she was about to speak, she looked at Diakum in surprise.

The Sentinel couldn't hide the discomfort on his face, so the former Guardian rolled his eyes and said softly:
"What? Is this your first time asking for compensation and bargaining? Your expression is like those fair-minded followers of the Holy Light when they first get involved in a gang scam. I can see the awkwardness without even looking.

You didn't intend to add this additional condition, did you?

What made you change your mind?"

"I won't do this as long as I'm in the Holy Light, but the shadows have their own rules, and I need to delve into them."

Dick explained, and Aegwynn suddenly understood and said:
"Hmm, the Trial of the Path, I see. To master the shadows, one must walk into them.

In order to clarify my arcane path, I once studied fel magic for a period of time and almost got lost in the summoning of the twisting void. But after Medivh was born, the temptation of fel energy seemed to leave me.

Saint of the alien race, are you going to walk the twin paths of light and shadow?

It sounds difficult.

The boundary between the two is often blurred, especially for believers who stay in the light for too long, who tend to become disconnected from the real world. The more they insist on enforcing justice, the more likely they are to degenerate into paranoia.

I will take you to that dangerous place as reparation for what Medivh did to Draenor, but first you must tell me what you are going to find in the Tomb of Sargeras."

The former guardian said seriously:
"If you were a prophet, you would know what kind of dangerous things are sealed inside."

"I need the dark staff that can travel through the world at will, the spatial artifact that brought the incarnation of Sargeras into this world."

Diakham said:
"I'm worried about the situation in Draenor. That staff could send me and my followers back there. I've prepared a united army in Draenor, and the Demonblood Tribe is just their first prey.

That world is irreconcilable with demons!
If Azeroth is once again threatened by demons, the Alliance of K'urai is willing to join this fateful confrontation at your request.
Of course, it’s not free!”

The Sentinel added a superfluous sentence at the end, and then heard Shadow's disdainful snort.

Obviously, the darkness was very dissatisfied with his poor negotiation, but considering that this was the first time that the Saint of Light tried to refuse to act in an upright manner, the Shadow's Language tactfully indicated that he still had a lot of room for improvement.

"Well, things seem to be getting interesting."

Chromie, who had been eavesdropping, looked pleased. But before she could continue to ponder Diakum's plan, the three of them, including her, simultaneously turned their heads to look somewhere on the other side of the Black Swamp.

They could clearly feel a huge amount of arcane energy erupting there.

But not in the direction of Karazhan.

"It's a blue dragon! An adult blue dragon."

Chromie jumped up and shouted:

"It's fighting someone over there!"

"Oh no! It's my friend I invited here, Arcanagos, the Magic Legion's inspector in the Eastern Continent. He's very responsible, perhaps a little too responsible."

Aegwynn suddenly stood up and prepared to teleport.

But Diakum was faster than her. He rushed forward a few steps and called upon the Sun Wings, letting the Sunlight Eagle carry him and transform him into a flying flaming meteor and rushed out.

As the arcane energy erupted, Diakum heard Star Soul's warning:
"There's the aura of the Draenor Ring erupting over there. It's the warriors of the Alliance of K'ure."

Although the power of the Star Soul is small, its perception far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Since He had said so, Diakum had to take action. As the Sun Wings rapidly approached the other edge of the black swamp, the Sentinel saw the two warring parties.

A blue dragon was bombarding indiscriminately in the form of a giant dragon, and in the mud in front of it, his granddaughter was protecting a wounded human mage and dodging in a panic. Under the blue dragon's claws were the remains of the original ancestral beast summoned by the Blood Drinker Malus's ring.

The power of Draenor's Divine Ring became weak after leaving Draenor, and the rank of its summoned creatures also dropped seriously, which is why it was killed in seconds by the blue dragon.

Under normal circumstances, the original ancestral beast, which has thick skin, flesh, ferocious and hideous appearance, is not so easy to deal with.

"Leave me and run! This dragon is enraged."

Khadgar, who was hurt by AOE, turned pale.

After all, he was not yet the powerful archmage who could cast the "Three-Point Return to Origin" of arcane + fire + freezing at will, and who even made Kael'gath willing to give him face and owe him a head.

He shouted to Garona, who was dragging him through the arcane bombardment:
"All it wants is me. Go! It won't chase you. This blue dragon is crazy."

"Shut up, you are my prisoner!"

Garona dodged a little awkwardly.

She also felt the weakness of the magic ring on her finger, and was frantically trying to find a solution, but suddenly saw a familiar "sun" falling from the sky.

This immediately relieved the Orc assassin's worries.

"My powerful saint grandfather has arrived, and this stupid four-legged lizard is doomed! Just wait and see, the powerful Vigilant will burn it to death with endless holy flames! Curse this bad-tempered lizard!
What kind of bastards start a fight without any explanation when they meet?
People in your world are so rude!
Even the most rude ogres among us know to shout a few slogans to boost their morale before committing a robbery."

Garona cheered, causing Khadgar to look up curiously to see what the "Endless Holy Flame" was.

Then, as the two watched in astonishment, Diakum was draped in a dark veil high in the sky. The thick shadows... no, in the void form, the dancing shadows even stained the bright light of the shining Sun Wings into a mysterious and magnificent "dark flame", turning the Sun Wings into a "dark phoenix".

It's very beautiful though.

But after seeing her "grandfather" enter the shadow form, Garona's face changed slightly. She dragged Kadra back quickly, and said with regret:
"Let's observe a moment of silence for that blue dragon! It's awakened the Dark Archon. Now this situation can't be resolved with just a beating. Grandpa doesn't seem to be in a good mood today. This awful world must have provoked him!"

(End of this chapter)