The glow of the Ember Bringer made Sylvanas-Windranger's eyes a little misty, and she felt it was an insult.

But she also knew she had no other choice.

"I promise your terms, General Abydis...... But Quel'Salas must remain independent......" Sylvanas said with some weakness.

"I can promise that!" Bridget Abidis nodded indifferently.

Under the watchful eyes of the Scarlet Crusaders and the Blood Elves higher-ups, Sylvanas signed her name on the humiliating treaty.

"Welcome to the Scarlet Crusade, Miss Sylvanas!" A smile appeared on Bridget's face, "We will work together to destroy the undead and avenge your dead compatriots!" ”

"I hope so!" Sylvanas turned and walked away.

Sylvanas doesn't want to say a word to the paladin anymore!

……

"Lotherma is angry, he thinks you're not doing the right thing...... We're going to be cannon fodder for those humans, just like the trolls who have taken refuge in us......" Caponia whispered as she leaned over Sylvanas.

"What about you, what do you think?" Sylvanas asked rhetorically.

"I ...... I don't know......" The Blood Elf's Archmage, Archmage Kabonia, suddenly said with some confusion.

"You are not in my position, so naturally you don't know the choice I should make......" Sylvanas shook his head: "I have understood, the regent of Quel'Salas, sitting in this position will inevitably bear the blame that should not be borne, but I don't care......"

"Because everything I do, it's for the glory of Sindore!" Sylvanas's words became a little heavy.

"Sylvanas...... His Royal Highness the Regent ...... "Caponia only feels that this friend has become a little strange!"

"I'd rather take on more infamy, sacrifice everything I have, and swear to take Sindore out of this abyss in front of me!" Sylvanas whispered, as if taking an oath, "If you can......"

……

As the elves dejectedly departed, the entire palace of Quel'Salas became quiet again.

The Ember Bringer returned to the scabbard, and Bridget Abydis sat down, the pride she had had worn out and her face a little tired.

"Miss Marlan!" She whispered.

"General Abydis!" The paladin wearing a blood-red robe on the side hurriedly came over.

"You stay, and everyone else, the trouble, go away!"

There was a sound of messy footsteps, and then in the huge palace, there were only two of them left.

"What's the matter with you, General?" For some reason, Marlan looked a little nervous!

"Marlan, do you know where Jon has gone?" Bridget asked calmly, "I read the letter he left me, and he just said that he would leave the harbor of Quel'Salas by boat to find an effective way to fight the undead!" ”

"I don't know......" Malan shook his head and replied with some frustration, "Lord Mills didn't tell us anything, just the chief of the Darkspear Troll!" ”

"Do you think I've gone too far with the elves!" Bridget asked in a low voice.

"I ......," Marlan was stunned.

"Tell the truth!" Bridget smiled.

After a moment, Marlan said slowly: "Maybe a little, General......"

"It's not just a little!" Bridge laughed at herself, "I now think I'm just like the old women who used to bargain with the shopkeeper for a copper coin on Lordaeron Street......

"No...... You're not ......" Marlan shook his head, "You're doing this for the future of the Scarlet Crusade, to prepare for the fight against the undead......"

Bridget was silent.

"Also, your face is so beautiful, how can you say that it is the same as an old woman!" Although it was a joke, as soon as the words came out, Marlan's expression was a little lonely!

Still silent, it took a long time for Bridget to speak, "Marlan, do you know...... I'm really tired......"

"General......

"Almost every night, I wake up from a nightmare in which I dream that an army of the undead has crushed the entire hand of Tyre, and we will all die, and then we will have to become the most hateful......" Bridget said with a wry smile, "so I had to do it, and I had to concentrate all the forces I could......"

Marlan said firmly: "General, we will win!" ”

"It's so nostalgic, a few years ago, there were no wars, no undead, no Ember Messengers...... I'm just an ordinary little priest at Lordaeron Cathedral who lives a carefree life all day...... It's a pity that all this can't go back! ”

Marlan gently hugged Bridget from behind and comforted, "It's okay, General...... It's all going to be over......"

There were tears in her eyes, too, because she also remembered the happy life in Stratholme before the invasion of the undead......

"yes...... Jon and I promised...... He won't fail my ......," Bridt-Abydis muttered.

Marlan, on the other hand, only felt that his body was a little stiff.

……

The boat is quietly heading ahead!

Jon and Woking take turns at the helm...... Sally wanted to help, but almost capsized the boat.

With the invasion of natural disasters, the endless sea has also become a little cold!

Jon even saw a giant frost dragon pass not far above them...... However, the shadow shrouded the entire boat, and the other party did not notice it!

Along the way, Jon kept looking at the map, directing the direction of the course.

"Teacher, when will I arrive?" Sally said with some anxiety.

The boring voyage along the way made her feel very uncomfortable!

"I warned you not to come along!" Jon smiled helplessly, "But it's not far from the shore now!" ”

"Yes!" Woking pointed ahead with his withered fingers, and could indeed see the shadow of the shoreline.

There, it's the Silver Pine Forest!

"Teacher, it's all here, can you tell us the purpose of this trip?" Sally asked again expectantly, "It's so far from Stratholme......"

"You'll find out when you go ashore!" Jon's expression turned serious, and he pointed ahead to the two students and admonished, "We'll come across some half-human, half-wolf monsters later, don't get bitten by them, and catch as many alive as we can!" ”