The quiet lake is surrounded by a faint white mist, and the white moon is reflected on the water.

Rustling footsteps were heard, and a blonde girl appeared by the lake.

The lake was not easy to find, but luckily Claudia had done her homework while she was at the convent. With the help of the Mentor's friend, Master Duan, the Grand Abbey of Lordaeron, the largest library in the entire kingdom of Lordaeron, she quickly locates a legend that is the site of the death of the Titan Guardian Tyr.

The surrounding environment was quiet and a little weird, the insects and birds were all gone, and the girl's body was tense, raising her vigilance to the highest.

Where she hadn't noticed, a faint mist drifted into her slender nose, and suddenly, as if provoked, Claudia's golden blood erupted into rage.

Zila!

The girl's originally blue eyes flashed with golden thunder at this time, a pair of huge wings of light appeared behind her, and an incomparably mysterious rune on her forehead quickly took shape.

Hiss~

The mist around Claudia was swallowed by the golden flames, and the rest of the mist moved away from the girl as if she had seen a natural predator.

There was something wrong with the fog, and Claudia immediately understood the reason for the extinction of the birds and beasts around her, but her attention quickly shifted, and she could sense that something at the bottom of the lake had sensed the rune on her forehead.

Looking at the cold water, she hesitated, then took off her skirt and coat and put it on the shore and jumped into the water.

In the distance, Paltris poked her head out, she had been walking with her sister for three hours, her delicate feet were a little sore, but she still persevered.

The image of Claudia after her transformation just now gave her a very warm and intimate feeling, as if in the depths of the blood, there was something that resonated with the golden figure, and the surrounding fog was afraid of this similar aura, and did not move forward.

Partris looked at the clothes left behind by her sister and hesitated, although she had learned to swim, but her long-term education as an aristocratic lady made it difficult for her to be as open as her sister.

It's already here, and it's bad if my sister is in danger at the bottom of the lake, anyway, no one around will see it, so it's good to take a cool bath.

After a long battle between the heavens and the man, Partris made up her mind, folded her coat and piled it aside, wearing only a close-fitting coat, and swam to the bottom of the lake like a mermaid following the resonance of her sister's body.

The lake was not deep, a palace was located in the middle of the lake, Claudia pushed open the palace door, and to her surprise, the lake did not follow her in, as if there was an invisible force that blocked the lake from the outside.

Behind the door was a long corridor, which at the end of the corridor divided into three paths, and Claudia followed the induction to the far right, and after a few minutes, she entered a large hall.

It was a grand hall, the walls were carved with elaborate frescoes depicting the exploits of the silver giant, and many golden runes similar to those on her forehead appeared on the surface of a stone platform, and it was these runes that had a sense of her. On the stone platform, there is a golden two-handed hammer suspended, and the main body of the hammer is a severed hand clenched into a fist.

The girl's eyes burned as she looked at the two-handed hammer, and she could sense the order and power of the Holy Light emanating from this weapon, which was exactly the goal of her trip, the Silver Hand.

"Finally, someone else came." A gentle voice sounded directly in Claudia's head.

The blonde girl was startled and looked around, but no one was there.

"No surprise, I'm here, right on the stage."

Claudia finally discovered the source of the voice, and above the Silver Hand, a burning flame emerged from the Silver Hand, and then formed a human face, and the face realized that she had noticed her presence, and continued.

"It's strange that you resemble the creations of the Great Guardian Odin, but you are somewhat similar to those Vekus."

"It's been years since anyone came, tell me what you mean, did Odin send you?"

"Are you Lord Tyr?"

Claudia didn't answer his question immediately, but got down on one knee with some excitement and asked, In this tomb, there is only one person who can call Odin's name directly, Tyr, the king of order. He was the most upright of the Titan's eight Guardians, having his left hand severed for defending mortals against the dragon Galakron, which was later forged into an artifact --- Silver Hand.

"I'm Tyr, but I'm not me." The voice of the golden face flame was somewhat majestic, and then explained

"The true Guardian Tyr died 100,000 years ago. I, on the other hand, am the last bit of spirit left behind by the Guardian's spell with Master Agrama. ”

"Who you say and what you mean, mortal." The golden face flame repeated again.

Claudia replied respectfully, "I am Claudia, and I have the power of Valkyrie, the creation of Lord Odin---. ”

"The vanguard of the Burning Legion has begun to destroy the land, and the Burning Legion is coming."

"And the Guardians have disappeared into the long river of time, and the former Guardian minions have withered."

"In ancient legends, here is the weapon you left behind--- the hand of silver."

"I hope to use the power of this weapon to fight the Burning Legion and save the world."

The burning man's face froze slightly, and he was silent for a while before he said, "Burning Legion, many years ago, when I was standing at the Ulduar Observatory observing the stars, Lord Agrama's memories flew from afar and became one with me. ”

"It was only later that I learned that it was the last fragment of the existence of our great Creator, and that is when I learned the words Burning Legion."

Since then, several Guardians have ceased to perform their duties. The Great Guardians Odin and Rai are gone, the King of Wisdom Locan betrays and goes berserk, the King of Creation Mimiron is killed by his design, the souls of Hodir the King of Ice and Freya, the Lord of Life, are enslaved and enslaved, the King of Storms Solim runs away in anger, and I, who am also framed by Loken and killed, leaving only this little spirit. ”

The flame face told the past, and there was a faint sadness in the deep tone.

After listening to his words, Claudia learned the truth about the disappearance of the Guardians, and recalled the memories in her blood, she explained: "Lord Odin is still alive, but he was sealed in Valhalla by a witch named Hela, and he can only enter and not leave. Even Valkyrie, who was in charge of channeling souls, could only send the soul to the door of Valhalla, and did not dare to enter. ”

The Fire of Tyr was not surprised by the news: "The Great Guardian Odin is one of the most powerful of our Guardians, and many even call him his father. If it weren't for the disagreement we had in the first place, he wouldn't have left us. It's good news that he's alive, but he's no longer able to do his job. ”

He paused for a moment, then said, "I'm going to check a part of your memory to understand what has happened over the years, son, come forward if you agree, don't worry, I won't touch the part if you don't want to." ”

The blonde girl thought for a long time, then straightened her chest and stepped forward, until she reached the stone platform, where the golden face said a few incantations, and then her memory began to flip.

From the Great Abbey, to the Northern Rift, to Stratholme, to the strict teachings of his father as a child, to the deep inheritance of Valkyrie's memory...... In the end, when the picture faintly flipped to a figure in her previous life, she conveyed her thoughts, and the picture stopped flipping.

Flame Face pondered the tremendous amount of information she had just received, and Claudia stood and waited until the voice rang in her head again.

"The outside world has changed dramatically, but the more I know, the more I wonder."

"I know what you're here for, but how can you prove that you have the courage and determination to stand up to the Burning Legion when the mortals out there are so weak?"

"If you want to prove yourself, close your eyes and accept my test."

"If you pass my trial, you can take the Silver Hand and save your world."

"Otherwise, get out of here and accept the fate we deserve."

The blonde girl immediately closed her eyes, and the girl's beautiful voice sounded in the hall:

"Thank you, my lord, I have chosen to take the test and prove to you that even mortals have the courage and ability to protect this world!"

The faint voice of the Fire of Tyr came from his mind: "I have found a scene worth thinking about in my memory just now, which is just perfect for my test. ”

Claudia then fell unconscious.

When she awoke again, she found herself lying in a marching tent, the setting of which was very familiar, and a girl with short brown hair who had not been seen for a long time slept very soundly not far from her.

Raven, I'm glad to see you again, even in a fantasy. The blonde girl's eyes were a little red, and she didn't alarm the sleeping little girl, staring at her beautiful sleeping face quietly.

Suddenly, a few lines appeared in the air in front of her eyes:

Time: Autumn of the 19th year of the Dark Gate

Location: Stratholme

Identity: Baron Thurberchel, Senior Agent of the Kingdom Secret Section (new).

Description: You have been granted a secret order by King Tenaris in your marching backpack to give you direct command of the entire Guard. You need to deal with the plague as perfectly as possible and delay or avoid the fall of the Prince of Arthas.

Note 1: Do not disclose anything after this time node to anyone, otherwise the trial will fail.

Note 2: The scope of this secret order is limited to the Guards, and the Dalaran Mage Investigation Team and the Knights of the Silver Hand will not be under the command of the secret order

"It's Stratholme." Claudia couldn't help but smile wryly.

At the same time, another part of the palace.

Tick tock!

Paltris walked into the corridor wet, her soaked coat clinging to her, drawing a perfect arc.

"The resonance is gone." She looked at the three forks in the road, a little worried.

There was a murmur in the air, calling out to her.

Paltris followed the murmur, and after a long time she found a girl with short black hair, looking at her with interest.