Vanessa was confused for a while, and she didn't know how real or false the words were. She basically said "guess", "probably" and "false".

"Of course Mavie will live. Her life is very hard. How many lieutenants died with her? Only she is still alive like a stone." Galaud Yingge also looked complicated when she mentioned her sister.

The relationship between siblings is good, but Mavie Yingge's personality is really too extreme.

Vanessa patted his shoulder to show comfort, and there was no need to say much about the rest. The long-lived race like the night elves has a different definition of life and death.

In addition, it was not her who asked Mavie Yingge to go to Argus, nor did she knock people off the cliff. Now let me tell you and fulfill your ally's obligations.

Dragging her tired body back to the palace, she began the druid's daily recovery method and went to bed!

The physical damage is shared by Lula, but the mental damage can only be repaired slowly by herself.

Facing Kiljadin directly is not a joke. To put it mysteriously, this evil demigod has caused her huge mental pollution. Fortunately, she is not a weak person, so she can adjust herself.

Turning into a giant bear, she lay down into the bedroom, accompanied by rhythmic whistling sounds, her spirit entered the emerald dream, and slowly repaired mental damage with the help of this unique world.

Fifteen days later

"You are so sleepy, wake up! Someone is forcing her to break into the palace!" Jaina suddenly broke into her bedroom, and the female mage grabbed Vanessa's ear and wanted to force her to wake her up.

She tilted her head, shrank her neck unhappily, and said in a daze: "Call the guards to drive people away."

Jaina had a lot of experience to pull the giant bear's tail, but she didn't respond, patted her butt, and didn't move.

Tickling the soles of her feet, Vanessa put away her feet and curled them up.

While sleeping, she muttered: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble."

"Who has had a fuss with you? It's really a problem. There are two paladins, so you can't do it easily!" Jaina shouted into her ear.

She barely opened one of her eyes, and saw that Jaina looked like she didn't want to be joking, so she returned to her human form depressedly and stretched her waist.

No wonder many druids are reluctant to wake up after sleeping for thousands of years. The comfort of breathing and growing with a world is really hard to describe. No matter how much burden it is, a world can help share it. It is really comfortable there.

After doing two stretching exercises and two side exercises, Jaina was about to roll her eyes, and she finally remembered the serious business.

In order to prevent someone from causing trouble for the purification ceremony of the Wrath of the Holy Light, she also specially strengthened the defense level of the palace. At this time, there were many masters in the palace, such as many experts, paladins, magic breakers, and travelers, as well as Rula, Jaina and Grandma Egwen, who dared to make a desperate attempt? Are you crazy?

Looking in the mirror, I found that my face was rosy and my eyes were bright. My previous mental damage had been repaired, so I changed into clothes and walked out of my bedroom.

Two groups of people in front of the palace were confronting each other, and one group was naturally the palace guards. The Lordaeron warrior Herod, holding a big axe, stood in front, and there was a warrior and two paladins standing opposite him.

There is nothing trivial about the Paladins. It is different from the tribe's national conditions that say that shamans are the state religion, but when Thrall leaves, no one will take shaman seriously. Lordaeron attaches great importance to the believers of Holy Light, even Vanessa and Jaina, they will act as if they attach great importance to it.

"Who are you? This is the palace!" Vanessa asked first.

Leading opposite was a bald old man with brown skin, wearing sky blue armor and a silver fist logo on his chest.

He looked like a high-level warrior, followed by two cautious paladins, three of whom were ragged, which was a bit different from those of Lordaeron's golden paladins now.

The bald old man looked Vanessa carefully and then said in a terrible voice: "His Highness Minaisir, I know your great achievements, but that is not the point. The history of our organization is older than Lordaeron. We feel a great existence that comes from the sky and He will be the hope of the entire Tirisfalin land."

The old man used vague words and obviously did not intend to discuss this matter in public.

Was it because of Lula's arrival that attracted these guys from the mountains?

Just sing and dancing with Lula. Vanessa really didn't think Lula was great. The two got along like good friends. She couldn't understand the old man's mood.

"Your Highness, what I want to say is very important." The old man emphasized again.

Vanessa was silent for a few seconds before nodding: "Let your men wait outside, come with me, Mr. Herod, watch them, if these two Paladins act to attack the palace, take them down."

After saying that, she waved to the bald old man, walked in with steady steps, dragging her long skirt.

Lula's arrival was a secret for Lordaeron, and only a very small number of people knew about the existence of this Naru.

Vanessa was afraid that their faith would collapse. The Paladin and the Knights of the Silver Hand were Lordaeron's most important military force and would never be lost.

She led the bald old man and found Rula in the side hall who was still studying music with Jalia.

"The Holy Light is above!" The bald old man knelt on the ground in an excited tone, shocking Galia who was composing the music.

Who is this?

To comfort the believers, he said that he was just a servant of the Holy Light, not a abilities of the Holy Light. Lula was familiar with the way and constantly strengthened the bald old man's faintly fragmented worldview with a pleasant voice.

These people are not as good as Old Fordine! Vanessa secretly compared her side. Old Fordine was the most calm after seeing Naru. It doesn’t matter what kind of life you are, but I just believe in the holy light in my heart.

"We need your assistance, and the hope of this world is in your hands!" said the bald old man very piously.

Rula looked at Vanessa, and she shrugged, saying that she had no choice.

A day later, Old Fordine hurried back to the Lordaeron Palace. As the current leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand, he had to know the original history of the Knights.

"The legend of the Silver Hand is true, but after entering modern times, the Silver Hand has become a spiritual symbol. In fact, the Silver Hand still exists. Protecting it and the secret hidden behind it is the mission passed down from generation to generation by our Tyr Guards for more than ten thousand years."

In the secret room of the palace, Vanessa, Galia and Old Fordine were surrounded by half a circle, and Jaina and Rula were also listening not far away.
Chapter completed!