Eastern Kingdom Continent, Silver Pine Forest, in a clearing on the side of the main road.

The wind at night was a little cool, and with a light breeze, the smell of decay wafted from time to time.

The campfire in the center of the camp was smotherering and crackling, and the crowd around was so silent that no one had the heart to speak.

On the other side of the camp, the glow of golden energy was slowly dissipating, and Princess Kalia let out a long breath and stood up, tightening the thick fur cloak embroidered with the Lordaeron logo on her body.

"Thank you, Your Highness Princess, I feel better. ”

A man who looked very strong, but was suffering from malaria, struggled to sit up and bowed his head to Kalia.

Kalia nodded, turned away, and continued on to the next patient's location.

She is a priest of the Light, studying under the Archbishop of the Light of Lordaeron, Alonthos Fao.

As a direct member of the royal family, Kalia received the best education from an early age, and after discovering her affinity for the Light, the old King Terenus sent Kalia to the Cathedral of the Light for further study.

When the lord of Presto openly played on Lordaeron and greatly affected his reputation, Terenus's first reaction was not to be angry because Lordaeron's majesty had been provoked, but because Presto had played with his daughter's feelings, for which the old king did not hesitate to let Alterac be reduced to ruins and fought a loss-making war.

Terenus may not have been a good king, but he was undoubtedly a good father.

Thinking of this, Kalia's nose was sour.

But it's all over, his brother Arthas has killed his kind father with his own hands, destroying the kingdom, and all the good times have been blown away.

And now ... These refugees are all counting on themselves.

But I can't do it myself...

His holy light has healed one patient after another, but Kalia knows very well that this is a never-ending journey of confusion, and that she can't save everyone at all, and every day there will be seriously ill refugees who return to the West with endless pain before dying.

And for those infected with the plague of natural plagues, the Light can only purify them, not cure them.

When the captain of the guard used his sword to cut off the heads of the dead to prevent them from turning into undead, Kalia felt a wave of despair fill her heart.

They were all good people, simple people of Lordaeron, maybe farmers, maybe grooms, maybe they were traders on the go, but they were all good people without exception.

Now, they're either bloodthirsty zombies or a cold, headless corpse.

Is there any hope for Lordaeron?

Kalia's fleeing party grew, and a large number of refugees joined their group, gathered under the somewhat tattered banner of King Lordaeron, who still chose to believe in the Minethil family, or perhaps they had to choose to believe it.

The captain of the guard told Kalia of his idea and that he planned to take the party to the island of Fenris, where he would settle and rest and prepare.

And then... The team will be transformed into messengers of vengeance, led by Princess Kalia, the last member of the Minethil family, to form the Lordaeron Restoration Army.

Kalia was silent for a long time, then she looked extremely unconfident and kept shaking her head.

"I can't do it, I'm not a father, I'm not Alsace... I... I don't know that. ”

The captain of the guard immediately comforted her softly, cheered her on, and told her that she could and must be.

And... He will also help Kalia do all this, he will be in charge of military matters, and Kalia will only need to be responsible for inspiring and uniting the people.

Eventually, Princess Kalia said she would think it through, and the captain of the guard walked away satisfied.

Kalia looked at the back of the captain of the guard, and her previous look of disconfidence and helplessness disappeared.

Maybe he is stupid and naïve, maybe he is just a pampered princess in a greenhouse, maybe he is desperate and afraid at the moment, but the blood of the ancestor General Luo Dan still flows in his veins.

The Minahir family will not tolerate outsiders taking power and thus overthrowing the lord.

The next day, the team continued its journey along the main road of the Silver Pine Forest.

The ferry terminal to Fenris Island is not far away.

And the beginning of it all will unfold by the dockside.

The fleeing team found several ferries nearby and prepared to start crossing the lake the next day, arriving at Fenris Island in the middle of the lake.

After nightfall, a helpless Kalia summoned the captain of the guard to her tent.

The captain of the guard happily obeyed, and also deliberately took care of his own image.

Helpless women in desperate situations want to be supported by warmth and strength, don't they?

Compared to those fools who try to rape the princess, the approach of smart people is naturally not so superficial and direct.

In the tent, Kalia graciously handed the captain of the guard a glass of wine, which the fleeing party had found during the day in the town of Chebersel.

The captain of the guard looked at Kalia in a white court dress and hid his thoughts to the fullest.

"I have not formally thanked you, you are a loyal knight who stood up to save me from that terrible hell in the face of Lordaeron's danger. ”

"You've won the prize, Your Highness Princess, and as a palace guard, it is my primary duty to protect your safety. ”

Kalia chuckled a few times, looking extremely weak in the dim light of the candle.

She leaned in and stood in front of the captain of the guard, who could feel the princess's breathing.

"I will protect you and lead the army of the Restoration for you, I... Forehead... ”

Before he could finish speaking, the captain of the guard felt a sharp pain in his heart.

This time, in order to enjoy a wonderful night with Her Royal Highness the Princess, he specially wore a formal occasion costume instead of the usual armor.

Looking down, a delicate women's dagger was inserted into his heart, and the wavy blade crushed his heart.

"Then why do you want to control everything, my captain of the guard. ”

Watching the captain of the guard slowly fall to the ground, Kalia still had tears in her eyes.

Not for this dying man, but for his own experience and current situation.

"The Minahir family will always be in power ... ”

This is a phrase that my father often taught himself.

Maybe he has never been the material of the ruler, maybe he has no knowledge of military affairs, but he will never tolerate being a delicate vase of ornamental nature, a fertility tool that dilutes the blood of the Minehir family.

The Light cannot save Yourself ... Only you can save yourself.

Kalia could feel that the Light was departing from her, and there was so much conflict as a Holy Priest and as the last member of the Minethil family.

However, at the same time as the light weakened, it seemed that a new power favored him.

It was the sharp dawn of dawn, it was whispering to itself, it was a force that could save it all.

High in the air above the camp, two Eternal Dragons obscuring their bodies were observing this.

"Do you want to stop it?" the princess seemed to have done something she shouldn't have done, and the Light was leaving her. ”

Ionus pondered for a moment and shook the huge dragon head.

"No, wait and see. ”