The sudden flow of information at this moment had a big impact on Anwali's brain.

Anwari felt like an erupting volcano, and he wanted to cry out for help, but he couldn't make any sound when he opened his mouth, so he could only hold his head and hunch his head against the wooden wall, trying to relieve the pain of the splitting headache by banging his head against the wall.

I don't know how long it took, but Anwali finally began to slowly get used to the extra information in his head, and his head no longer hurt as if it was about to explode.

Anwali, who gradually calmed down, curled up and lay down on the wooden bed, breathing in a big breath of air, but the dizziness continued to hit.

By this time, the people outside the house had also noticed the movement in the cabin, and they heard a concerned cry from outside the door: "Varian, what are you doing in the room?" ”

The other party spoke a language that Anwali had never heard before, somewhat similar to English, but at the moment he understood it easily, as if the other party was speaking his native Huaxia. However, Anwali was almost out of strength at this time, and he couldn't react at all.

"Varian? Varian?? The people outside the house waited for a moment and found no response from inside, and began to bang violently on the door.

"What the hell is going on in the Light? Varian, are you alright? Open the door and let us in! ”

The voices outside became anxious, and he began to pound the door hard.

With a "boom", the wooden door was easily slammed open by brute force by the people outside, and then several strong men in armor rushed in.

At the forefront was a tall and sturdy bald uncle, his armor was thick and strong, and it looked like it was not light, although there were mottled scratches and blood stains in some places, but this still did not damage the noble and majestic momentum on his body.

The uncle looked around for a moment in the room, and then walked to Anwali's bed.

Seeing Anvali's weak look, the uncle leaned over and grabbed his hand and asked eagerly, "Varian, what's the matter?" What's wrong with you? ”

However, at this time, Anwali, who had just undergone the brainstorming, couldn't hold on a little, and before anyone could continue to ask questions, he fainted directly on the bed.

"Varian! Varian! ”

The middle-aged man shook Anwali's shoulder and shouted twice, seeing that he had fainted, he hurriedly ordered the guards behind him: "Bink, go and ask Pastor Nils to come over!" Come on! ”

Then a tall man in a violet robe entered, with broad shoulders and a thin figure, his white hair and wrinkles indicating his age.

"What's going on here? His Royal Highness the Prince? Seeing the chaos in the room, the visitor asked the middle-aged man standing beside the bed suspiciously.

"Khadgar, you're here just in time, come over here and help me see how Varian is doing?" The middle-aged man hurriedly shouted when he saw someone coming.

Khadgar is a mage from the magical kingdom of Dalaran, and although he looks like a wise old man, he is actually only nineteen years old, but he was cursed by Medivan when Karazhan fought the guardian Medivan, and he has become the old man he is now.

Khadgar came to the bed, cautiously pulled out his staff and cast a probe, then closed his eyes and concentrated on it, but found nothing.

"Uh...... The surrounding elements are very stable, and there is no trace of magic or curses......" He looked at Anwali's appearance, looked down and thought about it, and said to the middle-aged man, "I can be sure that there are no fluctuations in magic and elements here, and it is not caused by magic or curses...... It seems that His Royal Highness the Prince has just passed out, and he still has to let the priests come and see. ”

"I've had people ask Pastor Nils to come......"

Before the middle-aged man's words could be finished, Pastor Nils was led by the guards to the cabin, and after greeting the middle-aged man in front of the bed and Khadgar, he began to check on the bed.

"Alas...... Ryan's death was too big a blow to Varian, he has been in a trance since he boarded the ship and left Stormwind, he doesn't even eat much every day, I should have noticed his abnormality a long time ago......" The middle-aged uncle looked at Anwali lying on the bed, and muttered with a slight frown and self-blame, I don't know if he was talking to Khadgar next to him or talking to himself, obviously he was very worried about Anwali's physical condition. (Note: Ryan, the father of Varian, the former king of the kingdom of Azeroth and later king of the Kingdom of Stormwind, was assassinated by the orc assassin Garona, and the kingdom of Azeroth fell as a result.) ）

"Lord Lothar don't worry, His Royal Highness has not suffered any mental injury, nor has he suddenly suffered any illness......" At this time, Pastor Nils had already completed the examination of Anwali, he had rich experience in treatment, and after the examination, he concluded: "Your Highness's body is very healthy, I think he may just be a little mentally stressed, plus he is not used to the bumps of the long boat ride, as long as he has a good rest for a while, he should be fine." ”

"Varian, does he really have any other problems?" Although the middle-aged man who was called Lord Lothar was still a little skeptical, he still trusted Nils, a priest from the North County Monastery.

"That's true, but maybe the Light will make His Highness more comfortable." Pastor Nils replied in the affirmative.

Although nothing went wrong, Priest Nils decided to use the Light to cast a recovery spell on Anwari, a magic that would be good for any creature except demons and the undead.

"It's okay......" Lothar nodded in agreement, and Nils began to prepare to cast the magic.

After a short prayer, a pale white glow emanated from the priest's hand, a sign of the success of the restoration.

Then this faint white light enveloped Avali's entire body, and it took a moment before slowly dissipating.

Although Anwali has not yet recovered from the recovery treatment, his expression is much more relaxed than just now, and it seems that Pastor Nils's recovery technique still has some effect on him.

Lothar was relieved, he stood up, and said to the others around him, "In that case, let's go out first, and let Varian rest here alone." Millie, please stay and take care of Varian. ”

"Yes, Lord Lothar." Millie Osworth, the maid who took care of Varian's diet and daily life, replied respectfully.

"May the Light be with His Highness the Prince." Pastor Nils prayed softly and left the cabin with the other guards.

After Lothar stepped forward to cover Anwari with the quilt, she nodded at Millie beside the bed, turned around and walked out with Khadgar beside her......