On the same night, Riptide Fort was lit up.\\

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Don't stand stupid!"

Kalia stood at the front of the hall with a cold face, watching several nobles dressed as they were driven away from the palace by the soldiers.

They looked at her with disgust and fear, but they were ignored by Kalia.

She had no sympathy for these nobles who didn't know what to do.

The work at Riptide went more smoothly than she expected, and most of the city's nobility approved of her rule, with only a few careerists still jumping.

They even tried to make a move on the royal family of Solas in advance, but fortunately they were stubbornly resisted by the palace guards.

"Now, Fort Riptide is safe."

Varian walked up to Kalia's side, visibly relieved.

However, after all were calmed down, the scattered lords became the biggest trouble, and they may have to lead troops to encircle and suppress them.

However, with the help of several kings of the Alliance, Kalia's actions did not take too long.

"Let's get some night's rest."

Kalia let the others into prepare dinner and the room.

After Solas passed away, they were all tired from their work.

"Victoria."

She looked at the taciturn child beside her and sighed softly.

"I'm sorry to let you see these things again."

Kalia touched her head with her hand.

"Whoa~whoa~"

The red dragon flapped its wings vigorously and comforted the girl.

Victoria, the flower boy - now there is something special.

She lost her kinship in the undead invasion and stayed by Kalia's side, gradually becoming silent.

No, it should be, Victoria is still a child, and she can often show a smile.

But that's just for the usual.

Whenever she looked at the undead, looked up, or looked at dark politics, she would become apathetic.

After coming to Riptide Castle today, he saw that some nobles wanted to do something to the daughter of the royal family of Dragla Bain, so that the girl did not speak for the whole time.

"No, Her Majesty is not wrong."

Victoria rubbed Kalia's hand and grabbed the corner of her dress:

"It's me who is wrong, I'm too vulnerable."

Her round face looked dull.

Kalia smiled.

"I used to be as vulnerable as you."

She took Victoria's hand and led her slowly towards the palace:

"Being strong is a process, and you will become very strong."

Victoria tilted her head and looked puzzled.

Many nobles with the stench of their bodies poured up and began to flatter Kalia.

Occasionally, when they paid attention to Victoria, they would have fat hands touching her head and she was cute—but none of them looked at her with a straight face.

In Victoria's eyes, these fat and bloated nobles obscured the otherwise bright lights, and the flickering darkness in their eyes was more terrifying than that of the undead.

She never hated the aristocracy.

At a moment's notice, she had heard about the flow of refugees from the beastly invasion.

But compared to the terrible beastiness, her parents were driven by the nobility during their exile, and she was even more impressed by the torture of the nobility.

When selling flowers, there are always some brightly dressed people who want to do something to her.

[Why are these high-ranking members like this? 】

Victoria didn't understand.

She was always by Kalia's side, watching the myriad of people crowd around her with all sorts of purposes.

Like now, Victoria also understood what they wanted—higher status and power.

Compared to the kingdom of Riptide, these nobles were happy to accept the merger of Lordaeron with the kingdom of Alterac in order to enjoy higher prospects and power.

They are not fundamentally different from the careerists who were escorted down, and they are even more daring

False flattery, disgusting hope - but why is Kalia able to keep her eyes clear in the midst of this wave?

It's not just her, it's even Varian.

Victoria wants to be a knight of justice, but fails to tell her what true justice is.

"Find it yourself."

Kalia replied to her in the same way.

At this time, the white spoon shadows of the bloated nobles covered Victoria's vision, and she couldn't see the lights.

She turned to look at Kalia, and suddenly she understood.

Her Majesty does not need to defile her eyes. 】

Because Kalia is noble, she stands at the top of all the nobles - so she can carry out her will.

If you don't enter, you can resist, this is royal power.

There is no real equality in this world, and the only thing that can bring happiness to the people is what may be excellent leaders rather than a group of flamboyant aristocrats.

[What can really make everyone happy]

Victoria remembered her old life, and no nobleman had saved them - only Kalia.

The world cannot fall into the hands of the aristocracy.

She thought so, then looked down at the light that flashed between her fingers.

It doesn't matter what is right, it doesn't matter what is right, the light comes from conviction – the conviction that oneself is righteous.

And this belief was gradually grasped by Victoria.

"Oh, your holy light!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded, and Victoria noticed that Kalia was crouched down, staring happily at her hand.

"Looks like I'm going to give you a good teacher"

The queen smiled, looking at the light in Victoria's hand as if she were a treasure.

The flame of that holy light was not as dazzling as that of Kalia, but it was very pure

"Look, what a beautiful light!"

"Your Majesty, please let me be the right teacher for this child"

"I can also recommend a paladin to Your Majesty."

It was difficult to distinguish between good and evil in the Holy Light, but the other nobles still flattered him.

[Fools. 】

Victoria knew at this time that the nobles were fools, and that her light was deadly to them

In a war-torn world, there will be no fixed representation of good and evil, because hatred always flips forward.

And they can be reversed at any time in occasional movements.

The undead and the Alliance, the styles of the two generations are almost completely opposite.

One is benevolent, the other is dominant.

But only Sylvanas's movements have not stopped, and of course all this will not be carried over.

The journey of the two new kings will not go to the old road, and the two girls who do not become kings may live happier lives.

The movements of Fort Rapids passed on to Lordaeron.

Sylvanas, who was still walking on the dark road with the team, received this unexpected information.

When she saw Solas pass the throne to Kalia, she immediately tore up the paper and threw it aside.

"What should I do?"

The Black Dragon Princess asked her playfully.

If the Coalition hadn't had a civil war over Fort Riptide, they would soon be able to invade Lordaeron.

The situation is not good

Sylvanas looked up at Quel'Thalas.

[You can no longer ask Kael'thas for help]

She thought so, and then made a far-reaching decision.

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