New Order of Azeroth

Vanessa was confused for a while. She didn't know how true or false her words were. They were basically "guesses", "probably" and "unfounded".

"Of course Maiev will be alive. She has a tough life. How many of her lieutenants have died? She is still alive like a stone." Jarod Shadowsong also had a complicated look on his face when he mentioned his sister. .

The relationship between siblings is good, but Maiev Shadowsong's character is too extreme.

Vanessa patted him on the shoulder to express comfort. There was no need to say more about the rest. Long-lived races like night elves have different definitions of life and death.

In addition, she was not the one who asked Maiev Shadowsong to go to Argus, nor was she the one who knocked people off the cliff. Now let me tell you, and fulfill my obligations as an ally.

After dragging her tired body back to the palace, she started the druid's daily recovery method, sleeping!

Lula shared the physical damage, but the mental damage could only be repaired slowly by herself.

Facing Kil'jaeden directly is no joke. To put it more mysteriously, this evil demigod has caused huge mental pollution to her. Fortunately, she is not a weakling and can adjust herself.

Transforming into a giant bear, she lay down in the bedroom. With the rhythmic whirring sound, her spirit entered the Emerald Dream, using this unique world to slowly repair her mental damage.

Fifteen days later...

"You are so sleepy, wake up! Someone is breaking into the palace!" Jaina suddenly broke into her bedroom, and the female mage grabbed Vanessa's ears, trying to forcefully wake her up.

She tilted her head, shrank her neck in displeasure, and said in a daze: "Ask the guards to... drive the people away..."

Jaina pulled the giant bear's tail with experience, but there was no response. She patted her butt, but there was no movement.

Scratching the soles of her feet, Vanessa put her feet away and curled up into a ball.

While sleeping, she muttered: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble..."

"Whoever made trouble with you is really serious. There are two paladins, so we can't attack easily!" Jaina shouted into her ear.

She reluctantly opened one eye and saw that Jaina didn't think she was joking. Then she returned to her human form in depression and stretched a lot.

No wonder many druids don't want to wake up after sleeping for thousands of years. It's really hard to describe the comfort of breathing and growing with the same world. No matter how big the burden is, a world can help share it. It's so comfortable there.

After doing two stretches and two side exercises, Jaina was about to roll her eyes when she finally remembered the business.

In order to prevent anyone from disrupting the purification ritual of the Wrath of Light, she also specially strengthened the defense level of the palace. At this time, there were many masters in the palace, including Paladins, Spellbreakers, and Far Travelers, as well as Lula and Ji. Anna and Granny Aegwynn are here, who would dare to break in? are you crazy?

Looking in the mirror, I found that my face was rosy, my eyes were bright, and the previous mental damage had been repaired. Then I changed my clothes and walked out of my bedroom.

Two groups of people were confronting each other in front of the palace. One group was naturally the palace guards. Herod, the warrior of Lordaeron holding a big ax, stood at the front. Opposite him stood a warrior and two paladins.

There are no trivial matters when it comes to Paladins. Unlike the tribe, which claims that Shaman is the state religion, but actually no one takes Shaman seriously once Thrall leaves, Lordaeron attaches great importance to Saints. Light believers, even Vanessa and Gianna, will act like they take them seriously.

"Who are you! This is the palace!" Vanessa asked first.

The leader on the opposite side was a brown-skinned, bald old man. He wore sky-blue armor and had a silver fist logo on his chest.

He looked like a high-level warrior, followed by two vigilant paladins. The three of them were in ragged clothes, which was quite different from the glittering paladins in Lordaeron today.

The bald old man looked at Vanessa carefully, and then said in a jerky voice: "Your Highness Menethil, I know your great achievements, but that is not the point. The history of our organization is older than Lordaeron. We feel a great presence descending from the sky... He will be the hope of all Tirisfal Glades..."

The old man used vague words, obviously not intending to discuss the matter in public.

Was it because of the arrival of Lula that attracted these guys from the mountains?

She sang and danced with Lula when she had nothing to do. Vanessa really didn’t think there was anything great about Lula. The two of them got along like good friends. She couldn’t understand the old man’s mood...

"Your Highness, what I want to say is very important." The old man emphasized again.

Vanessa was silent for a few seconds before nodding: "Let your men wait outside. You and I will do it. Mr. Herod, watch them. If these two Paladins try to attack the palace, they will be killed." Take them down."

After she finished speaking, she waved to the bald old man and walked in with her long skirt at a leisurely pace.

Leula's arrival was a secret to Lordaeron, and only a few people knew of the naaru's existence.

Vanessa is afraid that their faith will collapse. The Paladins and the Knights of the Silver Hand are the most important military forces in Lordaeron and must not be lost.

She led the bald old man to UU Reading www.uukanshu.net and found Lula who was still studying music with Jalia in the side hall.

"Holy Light!" The bald old man knelt on the ground in a very excited tone, startling Caliya who was composing music.

Who is this?

To appease the believers, saying that he was just a servant of the Holy Light, not the Holy Light's ability, Lula was familiar with the road, and used her pleasant voice to continuously strengthen the bald old man's slightly fragmented world view.

These people are just not as good as Old Fording! Vanessa compares secretly on the side. Old Fording is the calmest after seeing Naaru. It doesn't matter what life form you are, I just believe in the holy light in my heart.

"We need your help, the hope of this world lies in your hands!" the bald old man said piously.

Lula 'looked' at Vanessa, and she shrugged, saying that there was nothing she could do.

One day later, Old Fording hurried back to the Palace of Lordaeron. As the current leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand, he needed to know the original history of the Knights.

"The legends of the Silver Hand are all true, but after entering modern times, the Silver Hand became a spiritual symbol. In fact, the Silver Hand still exists, guarding it, and the secrets hidden behind it are what we propose This is the mission passed down from generation to generation for more than 10,000 years."

In the secret room of the palace, Vanessa, Calia and Old Fording formed a half circle, with Jaina and Lula not far away listening.

Together they listened to the old man named Tawad telling the story of Tir's Guards.

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