My family is going to be the queen, and it is the enthronement of two queens in one breath, which is a great joy and worth celebrating. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But if two queens close to their own family ascended the throne on the same day, it wouldn't be fun at all.

Once Du had a dream, that is, to use the kingdoms that sank in the history of the alliance as sampans, to make one sampan after another into a chain of ships, and then to create an unsinkable aircraft carrier, waves and waves on the sea!

Now, the aircraft carrier has not yet seen the shadow, and the two big ships in his basic plate are in danger of capsizing together!?

At this moment, Du thought of a poor worm who was killed by his girlfriend with a firewood knife.

At this moment, Du thought that if the alliance started a civil war at the moment of the great enemy because of its own reasons.

At this moment, Du thought of Lordaeron Paladin's anger at the Elven Ranger......

Duke's reaction was bewildered.

Duke, who was in the ruined barracks of Dalaran at this time, could never have known that at this moment, in the gorgeous Lordaeron palace and castle in the center of the holy city of Stratholme, two beings who were about to become the most powerful women on the continent were looking at each other.

The rooms are freshly cleaned and the décor is mostly from the Lordaeron period, but most of the furniture is old, even if it can be seen that it is well maintained and cleaned.

The most brandished thing in the room is the paintings hanging on the walls.

Dressed as a pure white priest, Kalia slid her soft fingertips across the frame of the well-framed painting, her mind as if she had returned to the far end of the river of time.

"I've been to a lot of places, a lot of places I had only read about in knightly novels thirteen years ago. I've always been fascinated by these places, but thirteen years ago, I thought I would never have the chance to see them for myself. ”

"I've been to the Valley of Thorns, and I've been hunted down for three days and three nights by trolls who like headhunters. From the edge of Zulghrab near the east, through Lake Naferiti, to the reef to the west, we did not escape until the fishmen of the sea covered us. That time Lilath alone killed 386 trolls. ”

"I've been to the Swamp of Sorrows, and it was an eerie place back then, but Duke developed it in order to connect the Watchtower with the Red Ridge Mountain Fortress. Leadline and I pretended to be clergy who had come to support and volunteered for half a year. ”

"I've been to the Burning Plains, the Scorching Canyons, and the Wastelands, and I've slain wolves with my own hands, and I've killed orcs with [Smite]. ”

"I've seen the snow of Danmorrow, waded through the mud of the wetlands, and almost died in the swamp. ”

"From the Arathi Heights, which were almost razed to the ground after the war, to the thriving hills of Hillsbrad, to the scorched earth of the Silver Pines Forest. ”

"Then, the four of us crossed the ocean west to the continent of Kalimdor, where most humans and elves had never been. It took us eight years to basically walk from the southernmost Thanaris Desert to the northerly Asshara and Ash Valley. ”

"Two continents, dozens of regions, except for the control area of the High Elves and the Night Elves, I am not allowed to enter, I have been to all the places I can go. I have seen it with my eyes, which should have been imprisoned on the tower of Lordaeron, touched with my hands, which could only be used for court etiquette and musical instruments, and for the service of princes, with my skin, which was supposed to limit the time spent in the sun, and with my soul. ”

Kalia's voice couldn't help but be high-pitched, and her fingertips slid over the oil paintings she had drawn herself, evoking memories of thirteen years that had made her rejoice, sadden, inspir, and sad.

When the pictures in her memory appeared in her mind again, she couldn't help but complete another spiritual journey.

At this moment, Sylvanas, who was supposed to stay in Quel'Salas, unexpectedly appeared here, and sat quietly in the guest seat in the center of the room from the beginning, gently sipping black tea, put down the teacup with the most elegant manners, and finally spoke in the interval between the pauses of the quasi-queen of Kalia, who was caught in the memory.

Sylvanas, in a sonorous voice, told a brutal truth that hit the nail on the head: "So what? Have you thought about it? Intentionally or unintentionally, you have become a dark chess piece in Duke's hand that has been dormant for thirteen years. ”

Kalia's movements suddenly stopped, as if time had stopped magic.

Right!

Sylvanas was right.

What a coincidence!

It's hard not to think of a conspiracy with the perfection of that coincidence.

Just as Arthas had fallen and killed his father, Duke quickly returned and took over the most elite army of Lordaeron at once, and then magnificently pushed out Kalia, a golden sign that no one could argue with, and within a few days stabilized the situation in the collapsed Lordaeron.

In retrospect, as the deputy commander of the Alliance, you Duke created the illusion of the tragic death of the princess of the Lordaeron Alliance, and then waited for the collapse of the kingdom of the people, and then quickly released the princess. If you have to boil this down to a conspiracy theory, it's hard to find evidence to refute it.

Seeing Kalia's reaction, Sylvanas gracefully cocked her fingers and took another sip of black tea.

Then Kalia smiled, her bright smile completely unfolded, instantly reminiscent of a sea of flowers blooming in spring, a smile that encompasses everything.

"Pawns, conspiracy, or did Duke foresee all this, and then thirteen years ago wondered how he was going to profit from it? If that's your question, then my answer is—so what?"

What?

Kalia Quota's attitude, on the contrary, made Sylvanas a little surprised.

With her head held high, Kalia walked over with small steps gracefully and stood in front of Sylvanas: "That year, I was still a minor. At that age when women love fantasy the most, what girl has not fantasized about Prince Charming, who belongs only to herself? If you ask me who is the Prince Charming in my heart, then from the past to the present, there is only one-"

At this moment, Sylvanas's turn froze, and she was silent, continuing to listen to Kalia's seemingly proclaimed speech.

"If this was a conspiracy, Duke should have taken advantage of my affection for him thirteen years ago to take possession of me, and by the time I came to my senses, I might have been the mother of several children, each of whom had the last name Marcus. By the time my wicked brother slew my father, the blood of Minethil would have changed his surname to Marcus!"