When Karl descended from the sky, a group of undead with withered faces gathered together in panic in the valley. In the middle of them www.biquge.info a beautifully dressed but somewhat dirty girl was looking at him in surprise.

"White wolf, you're here to save me!"

The girl wanted to push away the undead who were surrounding her, but unfortunately her strength was too small to shake these tall undead warriors.

"Alright, Kalia." A deep voice stopped the impatient girl, who turned her head and looked at the elder slowly emerging from the crowd of undead with a look of grievance.

"Archbishop, I ......"

"Child," said the archbishop's voice in a kind voice, and his pale face was as pale as a corpse, scattered with spots, perhaps corpse spots, or age spots. "You know we're not going to hurt you, and we have to make sure you're safe."

Kalia bowed her head and remained silent. She didn't know that they were protecting themselves, but a living girl suddenly left her with the resurrected corpses. It's a normal person who would be disgusted, right......

"You know I'm coming?"

Carl walked over slowly. The undead soldier tried to stop him, but was swept away by his fierce gaze, hesitated for a moment, and then got out of the way. Apparently, the soldiers had already recognized him.

"The Light is everywhere, and the Light is omnipotent. I know what, I don't know? Your presence here says it all, doesn't it? ”

"Okay!" Karl spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders speechlessly, "You're always right, Your Excellency the Archbishop. ”

Arguing with the Divine Stick is a waste of saliva.

"I'm relieved that you're here, and I'll be relieved that Kalia will hand it over to you."

"You're not worried about me taking the opportunity to usurp the throne?"

The undead Alonthos Fao burst out laughing.

"If it was Mograini or Da Sohan, I might have been worried, even Tirio. But you-" Fao looked at Karl with a smile, "I'm afraid everyone unanimously supports you to sit in that position, and you won't want to!" ”

"I didn't think the archbishop would be humorous. Maybe I'm in the mood for it, but I've never been a king. Kalmo rubbed his chin and pretended to ponder, "Maybe it will be nice!" ”

"Alright, little ghost. I'm not in the mood to hang out with you here. I feel that the Lich King's power is greatly reduced, otherwise these warriors would not have been awakened by me, and it is you who have solved it...... Puppet? ”

Kalia lowered her head, and her face, which had been a little flushed with excitement, suddenly turned pale. Fao didn't directly specify who the Lich King's minions were, but having witnessed Arthas's madness, Kalia didn't understand that the puppet was her brother.

"Poof!"

Frost's sorrow was stuck in the dirt beneath his feet, exuding a cold and evil aura, and a trace of white gas lingered around the blade, or panic, or anger, or mad roar loomed.

"Frost's Sorrow—" Fao stared at the culprit of Lordaeron's near destruction for a long time. Fao let out a long sigh.

"Carl, I'm sure you know better than anyone about its evil. Since you're still using it, I'm confident that you'll be able to keep your mind in check, and you'll not be like ......" Alonthos Fao paused, "The Lich King is just a trivial pawn of the Burning Legion, and I vaguely detect that there is another force even more evil than the Burning Legion behind the scenes. Be careful, Carl. You now have a human and a High Elf on your shoulders, nay, maybe the fate of all of Azeroth—"

Karl smiled wryly: "I'm just an ordinary person who is slightly stronger than the average person, but I can't afford such a responsibility." Now that you've found out, come back with me......"

A look of remembrance appeared on Fao's face: "The Archbishop of the Holy Light, Alonthos Fao, is dead, and what stands in front of you is just a lonely ghost hovering between life and death. ”

"White ...... White Wolf ...... Is that you? ”

Kalia finally mustered up the courage to walk over and look at Carl with trepidation.

"Carl Sunset, it's an honor to meet you, Your Highness the Princess."

Kalia covered her mouth to keep herself from crying. Although the tall and heroic Karl in front of her looked stronger than the white wolf, and there were no terrifying scars on his face, the same snow-white hair, and an unusually strange and indifferent look - her intuition told her that the person in front of her was the white wolf, the white wolf that belonged only to her.

Karl noticed the sadness in Kalia's eyes, and his face did not change in the slightest under Kalia's unwilling gaze.

Saving your life, let me protect you through this life safely. Other than that, I can't give you more.

"I'll pick the right person to keep in touch with you, Archbishop. As for the safety of Her Royal Highness, you don't have to worry, Mograine and Ferding will be on her side, and the kingdom of Lordaeron will not perish. ”

Fao nodded, turning to look at Kalia.

"Remember what I have taught you, Your Highness Princess. No one is born a leader, learn slowly, and I believe you will become a king as great as your father. ”

"I ...... Yes, Archbishop. ”

Kalia sobbed, but looked at the kind elder steadfastly.

Karl gently hugged Kalia, felt the delicate body in his arms tremble, and looked at Alonsos Fao in disguise.

"You really don't plan to go back? You must know that with your prestige, even if you become an undead, I believe that as long as you cast the spell of Holy Light, the people of Lordaeron will not abandon their archbishop. ”

Alonsos thought for a moment, still shaking his head firmly.

"Okay!" Karl let out a long sigh, "Goodbye, Archbishop. ”

"Take care, Archbishop."

Kalia, who was slowly rising from Karl's arms, also said goodbye to Fao.

"That's right—"

Karl in the air suddenly stopped his ascent and looked at Fao as if he had suddenly realized something.

"Archbishop, are you sure it's not because—" Karl gestured his free hand to his face and body, "Are you sure it's because you've become this that you don't dare to go back?" ”

Fao's entire pale face suddenly became as black as the bottom of a pot.

Seeing this, Carl hurriedly hugged Kalia to accelerate to high school, and quickly flashed. Behind him came Fa'o's angry and funny roar, and Carlton felt a lot better

- Let you pretend in front of me, old fellow!

"You are Karl, the god of war? Karl who didn't return from the expedition to Draenor? ”

Karl looked at Kalia speechlessly.

Your Royal Highness, Princess, you're not too young. This nerve reflex arc is a little too long, what was going on in your little head for so long?!

"I'm Carl, Carl Sunset! If no one else has that name, you're talking about the god of war. ”

Kalia stopped talking, much to Carlton's relief. I didn't want to mess with the woman again, but Kalia did 'save' her life. Sending you to the throne of the queen and living your life in comfort and happiness should be enough to pay it back.

"You're the white wolf!" Kalia's sudden words made Carl's body stiffen, "You can't hide the smell from me. ”

Carl almost fell out of the air. I thought about it carefully, but I didn't recall any intimate actions with Her Royal Highness the princess, at most, it was to help her get on the horse or something.

Worst......!

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Kalia looked up, a smug smile on her beautiful face.

Carl twitched, not bothering to speak. Holding up a shield of holy light for Kalia, she sped up and flew towards the east. (To be continued.) )