After being heartbroken in Theramore, Gianna wanted to talk to her mentor about why she met a man like Kang, and why she hit her again and again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 🔥 Is your theory wrong? I am for the happiness of my fellow citizens. I'm here for peace......

However, when she teleported to Dalaran, it was clear that her mentor, Antonidas, had no time to pay attention to him.

"I can help." Gianna's voice was calm, calmer than she expected. She stood in the kind and lovely messy library of her mentor Antonidas, and looked at him earnestly. "I've learned a lot."

The teacher stared out the window, his hands behind his back casually, as if he was just watching the apprentices practice.

"No," he whispered, "you have other responsibilities. The teacher turned his head to look at her and saw his expression.

Gianna's heart sank, "Some of me...... And Terenus, may the Light bless him in peace...... Negligence of responsibility. He refused to listen to the prophet and died at the hands of his own son, and his kingdom was reduced to zombie-infested ruins. ”

Even now, such words still make Gianna's heart tighten, Arthas......

It's all unbelievable. She used to love him so much...... I still love him now. She kept praying silently that he must have been bewitched by something irresistible, and if everything he did was of his own volition, then—

"I've been warned, too, but I've also arrogantly thought I know everything. Now, child, we have come to this point, whether the outcome is life or death, it is because of our decision. Antonidas smiled miserably.

Gianna held back the tears in her eyes, not letting them come out of her eyes.

"Let me stay. I could—"

"Protect those you promised to take care of, Gianna Proudmoore," Antonidas said, with a hint of sternness in his expression and tone. "There are many people here, but there are few people...... It doesn't make a difference, but everyone else has to count on you. ”

"Antonidas ......" Gianna's voice was hoarse. She rushed over and grabbed the old man, she had never dared to hug him before, and the mentor was always very awe-inspiring. But at the moment, he looked ...... Old. He was old, fragile, and worst of all, he seemed to be completely resigned to his fate.

"Child," he said lovingly, patting Gianna on the back and smiling. "No, you're not a kid anymore. You're a woman, and you've become a leader. But...... You'd better go. ”

A voice rang out outside, clear and powerful, familiar. Gianna gasped as if she had been hit, and left her mentor's embrace, and she could tell who it was.

"Kenrito's mages! I am Arthas, the Lich King's chief death knight! I ask you to open the gates and surrender to the mighty forces of the Scourge Legion! ”

Death Knight? Gianna looked at Antonidas in horror, and smiled sadly back. "I could have hidden it from you...... At least for a while. ”

The truth makes her dizzy, Arthas...... Over here......

Shi paced towards the terrace, his weather-beaten hands trembling slightly, but his voice was as loud as Arthas's.

"Hello, His Royal Highness Prince Arthas," Antonidas shouted below. "How is your noble father doing?"

"Antonidas?!" Arthas replied. Where is he? Is it just out there? If she walked up to Antonidas, would she be able to see him? "I don't have time to play tricks with you."

Gianna turned her head away and wiped her eyes. She struggled to speak, but the words seemed to get stuck in her throat.

"We've been waiting for a long time, Arthas," Antonidas continued calmly. "My brothers and sisters and I have set up an enchantment, and any undead will be wiped out as soon as they enter."

"Your trivial tricks can't stop me, Antonidas. You've probably heard about Quel'Thalas, right? They also thought their defenses were impregnable. ”

Quel'Salas. Gianna felt sick.

Kael'thas was struggling with Agent Carter when he suddenly had a heart-rending feeling that his magic was gone, how could the magic he had relied on to survive?

"Suddenly there was a feeling of heartache."

"What's wrong, dear." Carter comforted him.

Kael'thas turned pale and said, "Something happened to Quel'Salas. ”

When the news of Quel'Salas arrived, Gianna had just reached Laran and met Kael'thas unexpectedly. It was supposed to be a happy thing, but it was chilling.

She had never seen Kael'thas so angry, so broken, so rude. When she went to him, the words of sympathy and comfort came to his lips, and he turned and stared at her furiously, causing her to instinctively take a step back.

"Don't say anything," Kyle growled. He clenched his fists, and to her shock, she could see that he could barely control the fact that he was going to hurt her. "Stupid woman. Are you happy to sleep with this monster? ”

Gianna blinked, and she was dumbfounded that such vulgar words came out of the mouth of such a cultured person. "I—"

But he wasn't interested in hearing what she had to say. "Arthas is an executioner! He slaughtered thousands of innocent people! The blood on his hands could not be washed away from the sea. But did you still love him? Chose him instead of me? ”

When the last word was spoken, his originally warm and pleasant voice was hoarse. Gianna came to her senses and tears welled up in her eyes, he had hurt her because he couldn't attack his true enemy. He felt helpless, weak and powerless, and could only attack the nearest target—it was she, Gianna Proudmoore, whom he tried to love, but failed.

"Oh...... Kael'thas," Gianna called softly, "he did...... Something terrible," she began. "The suffering of your people—"

"You don't know what suffering is!" He shouted. "You are a child, only a childish mind and a childish heart. You gave your heart to that—that—and he slaughtered them, Gianna, and resurrected their corpses! ”

Gianna glared at the prince dumbfounded, his words no longer harsh, and she understood why.

"He murdered my father, Gianna, just as he murdered his own father. I- I should have been there. ”

"Martyred with your father? And pay for your surviving people? What is there to forsake your own life—"

Before she could finish speaking, she realized she was wrong. Kael'thas tensed and snapped her pointedly.

"I could have stopped him, I should have done that." He straightened up, his anger as if suddenly extinguished by a sudden coldness. He bowed deeply and exaggeratedly. "I'll leave Dalaran as soon as possible, there's no point in staying here." The loneliness and discouragement in his tone made Gianna's heart tighten. "I'm the biggest fool to think you humans are going to help me. I'm leaving this place where the old man is weak and the young man is ambitious. None of you can help. My people need me to lead, since my father—"

He fell silent, sucking hard. "I must go to them, to the few survivors, to those who have endured their suffering, who have been reborn in the blood of their fellow citizens, whose relatives and friends are now serving your old love."

With that, he walked away, fury etched into every line of his graceful and long body, and Gianna felt her heart ache in response to his pain. (To be continued.) )