Nathanos sensed that something was wrong. He clasped his hands together and sat upright like a child ready to be punished. However, Aegwynn was not scolding his parents. She still needed some time to accumulate language before she could correct the undead's mistakes.

.

And Nathanos knew that Aegwynn's words must be dark.

"That's wrong, kid. Time should be more precious to you now than before."

"What do you mean?" Nathanos was a little surprised. He was already dead. He didn't need to eat, sleep, or be busy with all kinds of tedious tasks. What meaning did time have to him?

Aegwynn had a sad look on her face. She sighed and stretched out her hand to hold Nathanos's hand that was holding the teacup, but now it was empty. The fragments of the teacup were still on the table.

This was the third time Aegwynn had done this to him, but this time it was different. Medivh's mother gently took off the gauntlet he was wearing.

Nathanos then remembered that he hadn't taken a good look at himself for a long time. The flesh and blood he had hidden in the armor finally came to light. The hand and wrist were very strong, so he could easily crush a teacup. However,

The skin looked like it was coated with a layer of lime, dry and cold. Even with this sick look, Nathanos was still confident that the skin and tendons on his hands were enough to draw a long bow.

Death did not take away his power!

"Is there any problem?" He wanted to say that he was fine, but these were the words that came to his lips.

"It's a very serious problem. I was negligent before and forgot to remind you." Medivh's words attracted Nathanos's eyes to him, and Aegwynn's small movements attracted it back. The old man in front of him was pruning his

His nails gently scratched a small bump on the skin of his palm - a wound.

"This is what was left when I crushed the tea cup just now. Some of the broken pieces punctured my gauntlet, and then..."

He stopped, and the unstoppable fear forced him to open his eyes wide. Although Aegwynn had not yet spoken out his question, he had already understood what he had just said - time was more important to him now than ever before.

All are precious - what does it mean!

"Looks like you got it."

"This...me!"

"Death gives you immortal life and takes away your pain, but it does not prevent the final outcome of any flesh and blood, which is corruption and dissipation into the invisible."

Nathanos felt dizzy, and his mouth opened and closed at the same time as the bridge of his nose rose and fell. This was a reaction to rapid breathing. Although he was no longer breathing, he still retained some of the habits of a living person.

"How much time do I have?"

"The power of the Lich King can keep your body intact for countless years, but if you escape his control, your flesh and blood will begin to decay. The power of death would originally make this process very slow, but if

Once you participate in a battle and are injured, you will not recover. In short, you have no ability to heal yourself."

Without the ability to heal himself, these words were like a clenched fist, hitting him hard on the chest. And the way to change the cruel reality is to make him succumb to the Lich King? This is better than letting him

It would be even more uncomfortable to die directly.

"No, I will never let such a thing happen. I must escape the control of the Lich King. Even if I really...really turn into a skeleton, I will drag the Lich King to be buried with him before then!

It is better to be free than to live in the yoke of slavery."

He was talking through gritted teeth. Suddenly a strong wind blew outside, and the swamp recalled the rustling of leaves, as if the land was singing a happy song.

The three people in the room all realized that something was wrong with the gust of wind, but Nathanos did not smile at the same time like Aegwynn and her son, because he did not know what made this woodland so excited.

"Look, as we chatted, the world was saved."

"Is it the Burning Legion?" Nathanos suddenly realized, "The Legion failed?"

Medivh laughed heartily, "It's a pity that I didn't hear Archimonde's scream when he died. But the ending is really exciting, isn't it?"

Aegwynn looked at his son proudly, "Don't forget that you still have unfinished business."

"I know, mother." Medivh stood up, along with Nathanos. The undead knew that what Medivh had not completed must be related to him.

"Once the Burning Legion fails, it means that the Lich King will prepare to cleanse the remnants of demons. Nathanos will also be summoned soon. I must take him to Lordaeron."

Are you going back? Nathanos lowered his eyes. What is coming is inevitable.

"It's okay, kid." Aegwin saw through his mind and personally helped him put on the gauntlet, "Everything will be okay."

"I understand, Lady Aegwynn."

"So, I'll ask you the first question again. Are you used to it?"
Chapter completed!