"How can this be done! Tyrion, how can you ask me to do it! How can you ask me to forget you!"

Alleria stretched out her hand and slapped Tyrion hard on the face. Her wrist was held by the death knight, who whispered:

"You see, even after death, this body's instinct still makes me unwilling to hurt you, but don't force me..."

The bone gryphon flew across the cold night sky of Quel'Thalas. Two poor people whose destinies had been separated and would probably never meet again were talking in the night. As they got closer to the frontline battlefield, Tyrion's inner thoughts

It rolled more and more violently.

The memories that had been forcibly suppressed in the depths of his mind began to tumble at this moment, shaking his dead soul in shock, but this was not a good thing.

But for the dead, often recalling the past... is tantamount to the beginning of self-destruction. Tyrion looked at the girl in front of him, and he decided to reveal his heart for the last time.

"Even before I died, the last image that flashed in my eyes was still your figure. When I just woke up, I was very eager to see you again. I was sorry that I could not say goodbye to you in person, but

Now, too much emotion is torture and a burden for the deceased. Just because I don’t want to hurt you doesn’t mean that I hope to regain that emotion. For me now, life is a prison, and death is liberation.

.”

"I still have too many things to do, and my late goodbye has already reached your ears..."

Tyrion reached out and clasped Alleria's shoulders. He stretched out his fingers, trembling slightly, to wipe away the tears on the silent ranger's cheek. The rare tenderness in his cold voice was fleeting.

The next moment, when the bone griffon's flight path deflected, Alleria, who was sitting opposite Tyrion, was forcefully pushed off the gryphon.

"It's time to say goodbye! Alleria..."

"Don't give up on me...don't give up on yourself, Tyrion...we, I, I can still accept you!!"

It was less than 10 meters above the ground, and there was a maple tree below. This height was not fatal. Alleria's body instinctively turned over in the air. The moment it fell into the thick leaves, she saw Tai.

Ryan's back fading away.

"No, you are just controlled by your strong feelings. Your warm world cannot accept a cold dead person. I am incompatible with this world... Farewell, my former lover..."

Tyrion's last voice gradually disappeared in Alleria's ears. She lay on the swaying maple tree crown, raised her head, and looked at the dark shadow slowly disappearing in the night. Her tears were not just regret, but pain,

Or maybe it was regret and farewell. In short, tears were stained on the ranger's beautiful face at this moment.

She knew that Tyrion, the person who had sworn to protect her forever in the fallen leaves of Yongsong Forest, had completely disappeared from her life at this moment.
Chapter completed!