"Perhaps, there is someone you care about?" The damn banshee won't stop. He let himself sink into anger and raised a hand, causing her to struggle in pain for a few moments.

"Don't mention it again. He warned. "Go for your thing. ”

Sylvanas was silent, but a cruel and satisfied smile appeared on her horrible pale face.

"I can help. Gianna's voice was so calm that even she didn't expect it. She was standing in Antonidas's warm, lovely, and shockingly messy study, staring at her master with a serious attitude. "I've learned enough. ”

The archmage stared out the window with his hands behind his back, as if he were watching the students practice.

"No," he whispered. "You have other responsibilities. He turned to look at her, the look on his face that made Gianna's heart sink. "That's me and Tenaris, may the Light rest his soul...... The two of us have shirked the responsibility. Because he refused to listen to that strange prophet, he died at the hands of his own son, and the kingdom was reduced to ruins. ”

Until now, Gianna has not dared to face the reality he tells. Alsace...... It's still unbelievable. She loved him so much...... Even until now. She always prayed silently in her heart, thinking that he must be swayed by some irresistible force. Because, if he had made these things from the heart...... "He had asked me." And I'm arrogantly self-righteous. So, my dear, we are in the situation we are in today. We must live by our own choices...... Or death. Antonidas said sadly, and Gianna blinked vigorously to keep the tears from flowing from her eyes.

"Let me stay. Can I??"

"Protect those you promised to protect, Gianna Proudmore. Antonidas said, with a bit of sternness in his voice and expression. "One more, one less...... It doesn't make a difference. There are others counting on you. ”

"Antonidas......" She couldn't say any more, and rushed forward and hugged him. She had never dared to hug him before, and he always seemed so intimidating. But now, Antonidas looks ...... Hoary.

Yes, old and frail, and worst of all...... Resigned.

"Child," he said kindly, patting her gently on the back, and laughed. "No, you're not a kid anymore. You're a woman now, you're a leader. And, you'd better go. ”

A voice came from outside, clear and powerful yet familiar. Gianna felt like she had been hit hard. She gasped and broke free from her mentor's embrace.

"Wizards of Kenrito, I am Arthas, the first Death Knight of the Lich King! I want you to open the gates and surrender to the Scourge at once1

Gianna turned her head to look at Antonidas in shock, and the archmage smiled sadly at her. "I should have told you a long time ago...... But at least now you know. ”

She felt a fainting. Alsace...... Right here...... The archmage strode to the balcony. The old withered hand trembled slightly, and his voice was as loud as Arthas had before.

"Hello, Prince Arthas. Antonidas said loudly. "How is your noble father doing?"

"Lord Antonidas," Arthas replied.

Where is he? Just outside? If she walks out of the balcony and stands next to Antonidas, she will be able to see him?" Gianna turned her head and wiped her eyes, she wanted to say something, but it was stuck in her throat.

"We are ready to welcome you, Alsace. Antonidas continued calmly. "We've set up a defensive barrier capable of destroying any undead who break in. ”

"Your poor magic can't stop me, Antonidas. You've probably heard about what happened to Quel'Thalas? They thought they were invulnerable. ”

Quel'Salas. Gianna felt sick and vomited. She was there when the survivors who had escaped came to Dalaran to report it, and Prince Queldore was there. He'd never seen Kael'thas like that...... So angry, so shocked, so painful. She tried to comfort him, but Kael'thas turned his head and stared at her furiously, causing her to swallow back the words that came to her lips.

"Don't say anything. Kael'thas clenched his fists and roared. Gianna was shocked to see that he almost couldn't help but want to do something to her. "Silly girl. This is the monster you slept with him?"

As he said the last few words, his plain and melodious self-controlled voice became hoarse. Tears welled up in Gianna's eyes, and she suddenly understood. Kael'thas attacked her because he couldn't attack the real enemy. Helpless and helpless, he could only vent his anger at the nearest target next to him. To her, Gianna Proudmoore vented that he had pursued her love and failed.

"Alas...... Kael'thas," Gianna called softly, "he made a ...... Terrible things," she began, "the suffering of your people??"

You don't know what pain is.1 He cried out, "You are a child, a simple-minded child. Give your heart to that?? That one?? He kills them, Gianna, and then turns the corpse into an undead 1

Gianna watched him in silence, she understood his feelings now, and the words no longer tingled her. "He killed my father, Gianna, just as he killed his own father, I?? How good I should be there. ”

"Die with him?die with the rest of your people?what's so good about dying so lightly??"

As soon as she spoke, she realized that she had said the wrong thing. Kael'thas immediately interrupted her sharply.

"I was able to stop him. I'm going to stop him. He straightened up, his anger suddenly dispelled with coldness, and then leaned down in an exaggerated motion, "I'm going to leave Dalaran at once, it's worthless to me." The emptiness and rhetoric in his voice frightened Gianna. "I was such a fool that I thought you humans would lend a hand. I'm going to say goodbye to this place of old stupor and young ambition, and you can't help at all. My people need me to take over the burden of leadership??"