It's an old island, it's a young city.

It is a water city surrounded by water on three sides, and it is a trading capital that extends in all directions.

This is the last evidence of the existence of the Sea Kingdom of Kurtilas, and it is also the new home that the refugees of Lordaeron have worked so hard to build.

This is Theramore.

Theramore is located in the dust swamp of the continent of Kalimdor, on the verge of the orc capital Durotal, across the sea from the human capital Stormwind City, and the merchant ships are connected to major ports, although the military force is weak, but because of Ms. Gianna, this small city has become the only link between the tribe and the alliance.

Gianna used her father's life to fall into the balance of the Horde and the Alliance. Now she is saddled with almost everyone's infamy, sticking to Theramore.

Or rather than holding on, to exile.

Neither the Horde nor the Alliance could accept Gianna, so she was isolated on the island.

And now, something happened to Stormwind, but he still needs to ask her for help, hoping that she can lend a helping hand.

Standing on the harbor deck of Theramore, looking at the not-so-majestic Theramore in front of him, Sean's heart was full of emotion.

Because he did not reveal the identities of these people, Sean and the others, like ordinary businessmen, entered Theramore after a simple inspection.

Soon, the index finger assassin of MI7 found the members of MI7 in Theramore through special means, and then through those members, he contacted a certain high-ranking in Theramore, and then through that high-level, contacted Lady Gianna.

That night, Sean and the others met with Ms. Gianna in the council hall of Theramore.

There were only two people in the council room, one was Lady Gianna, and the other was a female High Elf.

At this time, Ms. Gianna was already a famous archmage. She is skilled in teleportation and is very proficient in ice magic, and can summon a large number of water elementals at once, which is equivalent to a small army alone.

It would be rude to reveal the lady's age, but Sean still wanted to say that as a 27-year-old archmage, Gianna's magical talent was really amazing.

However, Sean didn't say much about this admirable lady, and instead set his sights on another person, the female High Elf.

Sean couldn't describe the High Elf's appearance.

She didn't look young, in fact, she was much older than almost all the High Elves.

She looks weak, in fact, there are not many people in this world who are stronger than her, although she is no longer in her peak state, and even far weaker than her peak state.

After passing on a body of mana to her son, and after her son's death, she used the remaining mana to maintain her youth to resurrect her son, she still has the power that the eye of insight cannot see.

She was at least a high-level mage now.

What's more, hundreds of thousands of years of life experience have given her a pair of eyes to see the world. No one can hide their true thoughts in front of her, and neither can Sean.

She was once the most powerful being among the humans, she was the last Guardian of Tirisfa, she single-handedly slain a body of the Dark Titan, and she had the Council of Tires set up a special organization to reclaim power beyond mortals from her.

She's not an ordinary person, she's a man-made god.

She is more of a mother.

She is the mother of the astral mage Medivan.

She's Magna Egwen.

Seeing Lady Gianna's MI7 index finger assassin from afar, he turned and left. Because he has already accomplished his task. With Lady Gianna here, Prince Anduin will not be harmed in any way.

Gianna stood in front of the command platform, looked at the few people in front of her, and said lightly: "Tell me the purpose of your coming, young mage, slippery thief, cute girl, and ...... Anduin Jr. ”

Anduin said glutinously: "You are ...... Aunt Gianna? ”

When Gianna heard Anduin's address, a smile appeared on her face, she bent down, stroked Anduin's little head, and said with a smile: "Little Anduin, I have known your father since childhood, he is a great king, although sometimes elegant, sometimes irritable. He was also a fierce warrior. Why didn't you stay by his side, why did you come to me? ”

Anduin's eyes instantly turned red, tears rolled in his sockets, and then he suddenly threw himself into Gianna's arms, and then began to cry.

"Woo woo, Aunt Gianna, although they didn't tell me, but I guessed that something happened to my father, woo woo woo ......"

Gianna didn't expect this to happen at all, and hurriedly reassured Anduin, but her eyes looked at Sean.

Although Rick is older than Sean and looks much more stable, she can still see that Sean is the dominant person in this line. Because Sean has always been calm, even when standing in front of himself.

Sean performed the standard mage salute, then took a letter from his bosom and handed it to Gianna.

"This is a letter from the Grand Duke of Stormwind, Beverar Vortagen, which describes in detail what happened in Stormwind, please take a look." Sean said.

Gianna glanced at Sean suspiciously, then took the letter, saw that the seal of the letter was normal, and made sure that the letter had not been opened, and the words "Ms. Gianna personally opened" on the cover were indeed Bowval's handwriting, so she opened the letter.

After a minute, Gianna's face turned a little ugly.

She glanced at Sean and saw that Sean always had a faint smile on his face, and then handed the letter to the female High Elf, who was Egwen. The appearance of the High Elves is nothing more than a simple illusion.

Egwene quickly read the letter, and his face did not change.

Although the events described in the letter were indeed very terrible, Egwene had experienced many more thrilling events in her life, and now there was nothing that could disturb her except her son...... And her grandson.

Seeing that Egwen had finished reading the letter, Gianna took a deep breath and calmed down.

Then she looked at Sean, and her voice was a little stern: "What is said in this letter is true?" ”

"It's all true."

"Countess Catlana Presto is actually a transformation of the Black Dragon Princess Onexia?"

"Yes."

"King Varian has been split in two by dark magic?"

"Yes."

"Marshal Windsor imprisoned in the Blackstone Tower?"

"Yes."

Gianna asked a total of four questions, and Sean answered them four times.

Gianna asked quickly, and Sean answered without hesitation.

Gianna didn't see a hint of hesitation on Sean's face. The experience told her that Sean wasn't lying.

Still, Gianna asked one last question.

"Are you really a student of the astral mage Medivan?"

Sean hesitated this time.

He glanced at Egwen, saw that her expression did not change in the slightest, her eyes were full of kindness and tenderness, and then he said in a deep voice:

"Yes!"