Gianna nodded, she left everything she knew to come to the Kalimdor continent to fight, just to follow the guidance of the prophet and try to save the world, which is also the thing she has always been most proud of.

The old lady looked at her with a burning eye: "But is this really the case?" Do you feel like you are irreplaceable? ”

Looking at Gianna's determined gaze, the old lady smiled: "In the face of time, no one is irreplaceable. ”

Frowning, Gianna felt a crack in her outlook on life: "You mean to say that what I do is meaningless?" Can the Night Elves stall for that final battle without the help of me and Thrall on their own? ”

The old lady neither nodded nor shook her head, for she could not say for sure.

The Night Elves have too much of a heritage to repel two invasions of the Burning Legion, and what other race can do that?

According to her observations, the second invasion was indeed very dangerous, forcing the Night Elves to sacrifice the World Tree that gave them immortal life to kill Akmund, but did they run out of cards? It's hard to say.

The old lady knew that in Valshara in the Broken Isles, the priestesses of Elune had kept a treasure sufficient to unleash the power of creation, and could this treasure harm Akmund? The old lady didn't know, and she didn't know if there was a similar arrangement in the rest of the place.

She only knew the High Priest Tyrande. Yu Feng had foreseen the invasion of the Burning Legion for a long time, and had been preparing for it for tens of thousands of years, maybe she didn't need her stupid son to run for her, she could also defeat the Burning Legion.

"Whether what you do is meaningful or not depends on the result, and now it seems that it is meaningful." Egwen and Medivan, the mother and son, are proud to the core, she will not interfere with her son, and her son also pretends that she is not there, usually busy with her own affairs, it is not appropriate to dismantle the stage publicly, the old lady said a few words ideally.

She hurriedly diverted the awkward topic: "What happened today?" Look at your face so bad? ”

Gianna said a little depressed, "It's Vanessa......"

She paused slightly, she estimated that her advisor didn't know the person and wanted to explain.

Unexpectedly, Old Lady Egwene really remembered this person, and the first thing that came to her mind was the picture of Vanessa wearing a fish-man holster, hiding far away to cheer for a large number of monsters.

The old lady stiffened her face, afraid that she would laugh out loud.

"That little girl who can talk? I remember her, what's wrong with her? ”

Gianna was a little puzzled, this tone was wrong! The old lady can ask someone, 'What's wrong with her?', and judging from her cold style, this is a relatively close performance.

"She said she was going to revive Lordaeron." Gianna was very entangled.

The old lady waited for ten seconds, and found that there was no more.

She was a little puzzled, and her eyes seemed to ask, is this the matter? She thought that the girl with a sweet mouth was dead!

The old lady angrily picked up the magic book that she read as a storybook, flipped through it casually, and said indifferently, "Then let her do it." ”

Gianna couldn't help but say the question in her heart: "But this will lead to a war between the Alliance and the Horde." ”

"Those undead occupy Lordaeron's homeland, why aren't they worried about starting a war between the Horde and the Alliance, but you need to worry about it? Lordaeron has always been the land of mankind, so why should it be occupied by a group of undead? Just because they're pitiful? ”

The old lady continued to ask rhetorically, her position is undoubtedly on the side of human beings, and not participating does not mean that she does not have her own opinions.

"Give in when you can give in, and when you can't, resolutely don't retreat, even if everyone lets you go away, you have to firmly guard your bottom line...... Although that little girl is messing around, she is more in line with the definition of a traditional hero in the human realm, and you, Gianna. Miss Proudmoore, you are a good mage, but not as good as her in this regard. ”

The old lady has witnessed the rise and fall of too many dynasties, and has seen countless heroes and heroes, so she didn't care about it, expressed her own opinions, and then began to read books on her own.

Gianna returned to her bedroom in frustration, and later she put on her cloak and went alone to the seaside in Theramore.

The sea breeze blows, and the remains of Kurtilas's warships are scattered on the seashore, and a few scattered masts are exposed to the water, and although the hull of the ship sinks to the bottom of the sea, they still stubbornly show the world traces of their existence.

The water was calm, but the mage could still hear the roar of the wind, as if Kultiras's fleet was still there, their guns were still roaring, and the soldiers' swords were still sharp, as if her father had not left her.

"Father...... Did I really do it wrong......" Gianna stroked Vanessa to return to her Dalin. The Prodmore saber, before she couldn't face this weapon, she wanted to send the knife far away, it was best not to see it for the rest of her life, who knew that after a turn, the saber returned to her hand.

People can't be resurrected from death, Dai Lin. Naturally, Prodmore will not jump out.

But Gianna was still so sad that she couldn't breathe, and she had created a huge crack in the wall she had built for herself in her heart.

Old Lady Egwen's words were very sharp, but one thing was right.

I care about the relationship between the alliance and the tribe, and try to resolve the contradictions between the two sides, but does the tribe think so too? If so, why would Thrall accept the Forsaken as a member of the Horde? Isn't he afraid of causing contradictions and wars?

At one point, Gianna even felt that she only cared about the peace between this alliance and the tribe, and the rest of the people probably didn't care.

Vanessa doesn't care, Bolval doesn't care, Sal can't say, Sylvanas doesn't seem to care, does he care?

Before, she would say that she cared a lot, but now that she dissected her heart, she found that she didn't care very much.

Once the war starts, how many orcs will die and how many humans will die, will she be sad about it? It will be sad, but it will not affect your life.

She was born in a big noble, she had experienced wars since she was a child, and she would be sad for a long time if she died alone, she would have died a long time ago.

Having experienced three major wars, she cherishes the preciousness of peace, but she is not afraid of war.

She cares more about the sacrifices she has made for peace, and wants those sacrifices to be meaningful, which is essentially a fortress built for her past actions. If everything makes sense, her sacrifice is right, if everything doesn't make sense, then her previous actions are wrong!

Gianna crossed her legs, let the sea breeze blow her hair, and sat on the reef, staring blankly at her father's saber for the rest of the night.

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