The purest arcane power penetrated into Luo Ning's arm along the fingers that were in contact with the Protector's Staff, "melting" the well-hidden protective spell, and removing the magic spell engraved on the back of Luo Ning's hand.

The traces of the black broken blade were exposed in front of everyone present...

Well, actually there is only one person...

Jaina, who was standing next to Ronin, saw the emblem. She even saw the details of the black broken blade emblem. Under the mark of the broken blade, there was a small initials...T.D.

Jaina knows better than anyone what these two seemingly ordinary letters represent in Azeroth today...

Tyrion.DawnBlade!!!

Tyrion.Blade of Dawn!!!

"You! Luo Ning!"

A painful feeling of betrayal pierced Jaina's heart like a sharp sword. She thought the man in front of her was a good friend she could trust. She thought the man in front of her was someone who could help her. She was even willing to

He vouched for Ronin's reputation, nominated him as a member of the six-person parliament, and became one of the most noble people in the entire magical world, but... he is a traitor!

He betrayed everyone! He was Tyrion's hidden pawn in Dalaran!

"This is terrible!"

Jaina's face was pale, and she staggered back several steps. She looked at Luo Ning in front of her as if she were a stranger, and she said softly:

"Who are you? Are you the magic apprentice who studied magic with me? Are you the mage who is always ridiculed but has a kind heart? Or a villain? A devil wearing the name Ronin! Who are you!"

In front of Jaina, Ronin closed his eyes in pain. He tightened the Staff of the Protector in his hand. The veins on the surface of his fist were swollen. The low mocking voice of Alunes, who was sealed in it, echoed in his hand.

The mind echoes:

"Look! Magna taught me... You stupid little mages will always quarrel over trivial things. All you need is a little "help" and you will make a mess of yourselves...

Ah, Magna, I miss you so much, look at these descendants of yours, tsk tsk, they are really disappointing!"

"Buzz"

The staff decorated with purple crystals and arcane rings spun around in Luo Ning's hand, and finally hit the ground with a crisp sound. The dragon mage turned his head, his face already calm.

He looked at the pale Jaina in front of him and said without any emotion:

"I have nothing to explain. I can only tell you that this was not my intention."

"If you want to kill me...I won't let you go here. Just like you have a family, I also have people who must be protected...Jaina Proudmoore, I ask you to forget what happened today, completely."

Totally forgotten!"

"What if I don't!"

Jaina also clenched the ice staff in her hand and said coldly:

"What if I have to blow your cover in Dalaran?"

"well..."

Luo Ning sighed, a bright flame ignited in his palm, and he whispered:

"Then there's nothing to talk about."
Chapter completed!