Principal Lorena wore the typical appearance of a Kurtilas woman, with a somewhat square-looking face, a three-dimensional, straight nose, broad shoulders that made her back look less like a woman, and wore a standard army uniform - a green cloak draped over metal armor with the anchor badge of Kurtiras.

She had been a soldier in Kul Tiras's army for more than a decade, and over that time she had built up various feats, even leading her troops against the Burning Legion a few years ago as a colonel in the army of Queen Proudmoor. If the blood of demons and orcs is anything to represent glory, then she must be one of the most glorious warriors in Theramore.

But she stood a little embarrassed outside a fence, and in front of her—that is, inside the fence—a very clean field of herbs and a few fruit trees with fruit showed the vitality of the season, and in the herb field was an ordinary and simple wooden house, with rods and baskets hanging haphazardly, and a few fatty salmon drying on the net pockets supported by shelves in the open space not far away.

On the surface, it was nothing more than an ordinary farmer's home, but Colonel Lorena knew exactly who lived here, just as Queen Providemore and all the inhabitants of Theramore knew - not to mention that no other human would dare to reclaim the wasteland so close to the Black Dragon's territory than this venerable "farmer".

She rubbed the hilt of her sword a little hesitantly, she knew that since the Winter Veil Festival the year before, the owner of this place had left Theramore, and came here with his bags to cultivate the land alone, no one knew what it was for, and Queen Proudmoor, as the other party, would be completely annoyed and angry for a long time as someone mentioned his name in front of her, let alone ask about other things, which of course deepened everyone's curiosity about what kind of contradiction broke out between the two people, but seeing that the queen was so angry, no one dared to continue to investigate。 So the "farmer" left the political center of Theramore, becoming a de facto exile far from human territory - and she brought with her a decree from the Queen.

Lorena sighed, then calmed herself down and prepared to enter the small manor—just as the voice of a strange woman rang out not far behind her.

"You've been here for a few minutes, and if you don't, get out of here. The speaker's impatience and condescending tone were all revealed in her voice, and she didn't even take the guy in front of her seriously.

"Who?!" And unlike this voice, Lorena, who was startled by the voice from behind her, stood up with cold hairs all over her body, she no longer knew when she was quietly touched behind her, as a veteran warrior, she knew how dangerous this situation was, so she subconsciously jumped into the fence, and then immediately pulled out the long sword at her waist and looked at the place where the voice came from- But she was immediately shocked that the sword in her hand fell to the ground, because it was the monarch she was loyal to standing there, "Pu...... Ms. Proudmoore?"

Then she immediately realized that something was wrong, this guy in front of her could not be the queen she was loyal to, although in appearance, this guy imitated it vividly, and even whether it was clothes or appearance, it was impossible for her majesty, the monarch who was committed to maintaining the alliance between humans and orcs.

"Who the hell are you?!" this further deepened Lorena's anger, and she picked up her longsword and asked loudly.

But it is impossible not to attract the attention of the owner of the house, a man wearing a few patches of inferior leather jacket walked out of the wooden house, he very quickly glanced at the situation outside, and then looked at the herb field that had been trampled by Lorena with some distress, and then quickly rushed up to block in front of Lorena, helplessly opened his mouth to stop the possible conflict.

"Lorena, put down your sword. He first addressed the colonel in a commanding tone, and then turned to the sneering woman, who was still standing still, and complained in a tone that was almost helpless, "You are scaring my men, princess. ”

"Hmph. The "princess" sneered, then threw down a sentence and turned away, "Get me ready for afternoon tea." As the words fell, she seemed to melt into the shadows, and disappeared in an instant.

"Okay. The man dressed as a farmer sighed slightly, and then turned to look at Lorena who had been blocked by him just now—she had honestly lowered her weapon in obedience, although she still did not understand what had just happened, and there was still anger in her eyes caused by her monarch being disguised, but she did not disobey the order. "So, Colonel Lorena, what are you doing here?"

"I have brought with me a copy of the Queen's order, sir. Lorena gave a military salute and said in a somewhat stiff voice, as if to express her displeasure to the man in front of her.

"I'm not your commander anymore, Colonel. The farmer shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand a little indifferently, pointing to the field that had been trampled by Lorena, "As you can see, I'm a farmer here now. ”

"......" But Lorena didn't answer him, the professional soldier just stared at him with his own eyes, and didn't intend to refute the man in front of him in any words.

So the bored farmer could only shake his head, "Okay, stubborn guy. He turned and walked towards the room, "Come in, you heard me, the princess asked me to prepare her afternoon tea—I don't want to be angry with me when she comes." ”

"Sir. But Lorena did not move her steps, but stopped the farmer's steps. The farmer looked back at the woman, who was much older than him, with some confusion, and then glanced at the hilt of her sword, which was already clenched. She looked at each other and asked with some seriousness, "Who was that lady just now?

"Put away your anger, Lorena, for we are within her domain. But the farmer did not answer the question directly, but threw down a sentence and turned and went straight into the hut.

Lorena thought silently for a moment, then shivered as cold sweat soaked her palms, and followed the farmer into the cabin.

— But Lorena was startled by the sight inside the cabin, and although both the walls and most of the furnishings were as rudimentary as the exterior of the cabin, and only served the basic purpose of sheltering from the elements, the eastern corner of the house was another world altogether, and it was much more luxurious than even Miss Proudmoore's throne hall— Purple satin obscures the ugly walls, white marble floors are polished to reflect human shadows, chairs inlaid with gold and jewels are upholstered in red velvet, and on one side of the chair is a crystal table with some seemingly painstaking treats, and next to the pastries is a tattered book.

"Alright, find a place to sit yourself—ah, except for the one over there. The farmer gestured with his chin to the chair that didn't look like a normal person could sit on, "Of course, if you have to go and sit down for a while, just remember to come and pick up my ashes in two days." The funeral doesn't have to be heavy, but I want to be buried in Stormwind. As the farmer lit the fire under the oven with all her might, Lorena noticed that the utensils had been magically modified, and many of them were engraved with strange inscriptions she didn't recognize.

Then there was a moment of silence in the room, except for the sound of the farmer as he handled the ingredients, no one spoke in the room, and it was clear that Lorena was waiting for the farmer to finish the work at hand - and the farmer did not let her wait long, he quickly finished all the things at hand, and before the contents of the oven smelled, he turned his head to talk to Lorena.

"So, Gianna has finally finished her temper?" he said as he wiped off the pudding liquid from his hands with a clean white cloth.

"Uh......" Lorena hesitated slightly, to be honest, she didn't quite know what was going on, and she didn't know how Queen Prodmore was feeling right now, and as a colonel who obeyed orders, she was not qualified to discuss this.

"Well, then don't talk about it. But the farmer understood at a glance what she was worried about, and he waved his hand, and continued nonchalantly, "So, what order did she let you bring me?"

"Sir, I don't know if this is an order or not...... but despite this, Lorena looked a little embarrassed, and with some hesitation, she took out a package from under her cloak, and inside the cloth was a delicate wooden box, she handed the wooden box to the farmer, the gold border of the coat of arms on the wooden box made the box even more valuable, "Queen Proudmoor asked me to give this to you, and let me bring you a word. ”

“…… You kid brought the Imperial Army?" the farmer naturally answered.

“…… What?" But it was clear that Lorena didn't quite understand what the other man was talking about, and she just looked at the farmer with some confusion, hoping for an explanation.

"No, nothing. The farmer sighed, "So, what does she want to say?"

"Queen Prodmore let me tell you—" Lorena suddenly threw the box in her hand to the ground with all her might, and the delicate box smashed into a small hole in the wooden floor, and the contents flew out and rolled to the side—it was a beautiful Kul Tirath badge," --get the old lady back to work when you had enough!" With that, she immediately crouched down and picked up the box and badge, and then quickly put it together and handed it over.

"Hmm...... ...... so," the farmer took the badge, squinting at the thing he had been wearing for two years, and after a few minutes he put down the badge in his hand, looked at Lorena and said, "I know, but please tell Gianna that it's not time yet." ”

"This ...... I know. Lorena nodded.

"Then, Lorena. The farmer turned and took a dirty-looking notebook from the table next to the bed and handed it to her, "This is the new army training method I have sorted out during this time, you can study it and try it out in your team first." ”

"Yes. This order was more in line with her thoughts, and she happily agreed.

"If nothing else, you better get out of here, judging by the time, the princess is almost here. Then the farmer gave the order to evict the guests.

Lorena could only nod her head—but before leaving, she asked her last question, "Sir, when are you coming back?"

"It's coming. The farmer didn't look at her, he fiddled with the expensive-looking cups with his back to Lorena, and replied simply.