Jalia's reaction was exactly the same as Jaina on that day. She was stunned at first and thought she was joking, but then she realized that she was going to play with her real thing, and her eyes were dull.

Vanessa didn't give her time to think about it. She said seriously: "You didn't see the combat ability of the Forsaken soldiers. It's really terrible. They are not afraid of death, have excellent martial arts, and have memories of the human era. Can you imagine how strong an army that is in love with hatred, not afraid of death, and is difficult to kill on the battlefield?"

"With a human army of the same size, they can be one to ten." Vanessa's expression was solemn.

He didn't understand military affairs and didn't understand at all. Jalia was quite hesitant and was stubborn for a long time: "But aren't we going to deal with the Lich King? The Forgotten is our helper, right?"

Vanessa nodded: "You are right. We should accept the Forgotten Ones. After all, we still have the Lich King, the enemy, but there is a problem here. The Forgotten Ones are already very powerful now. Once the Lich King is destroyed, how many free consciousness will be gained among the surviving undead? One hundred thousand or two hundred thousand? If they join Sylvanas, can we still suppress the Forgotten Ones? Once more than one hundred thousand Forgotten soldiers go south, we will not be able to gather a million troops to stop them, and humans will be completely destroyed by then!"

She continued to explain her reasons: "All this is my guess. I have no evidence to prove that Sylvanas is hostile to humans, but I think it is much better to get rid of the Forgotten Ones first, and then concentrate on fighting the Lich King, which is much better than to form an alliance with the Forgotten Ones and then go to deal with the Lich King together. The risks of the former are controllable, but the latter is hard to say."

"We should not pin our hopes on Sylvanas's noble character. I also admit that the so-called free will of the undead is precious, but what if one day they change? We humans can restrain each other by political and diplomatic interactions. Dalaran restrains Lordaeron, Kurtiras suppresses Gilness. If the Lich King is eliminated, who will suppress the Forgotten? What should they do if they want to expand their clan? Will they kill ordinary people and then turn ordinary people into Forgotten?"

Jalia suddenly stood up: "Your statement is terrible! I don't think they dare to do this! Neither the Alliance nor the Horde will tolerate this behavior!"

Vanessa looked at her eyes carefully: "Sister Jalia, but you have to admit that there is such a possibility. If intelligent life wants to gain recognition in the race and continue its own traces of existence, they may find a way to expand their race. The forgotten ones are dead and do not have normal reproductive ability. Apart from killing humans, is there any way to expand the race?"

She spread her hands: "Do we have the right to monitor the forgotten? No! Because they belong to tribes, to people with free consciousness! Free consciousness is not allowed to be monitored."

She aggravated her tone in terms of the words "free consciousness" and "human".

Jalia was stunned by the horrible scene she described: "So"

"So I want to take the initiative to purify Lordaeron, eliminate the Forgotten Ones, and rebuild this human kingdom!"

Jaliya was frightened by her: "You, have you ever thought that this will trigger a war between the two camps, then?"

"Then let's fight!"

Vanessa held her hand: "Sister Jalia, I'm sorry, I know you don't like these things, but I do need your support, your unconditional support, and I can't do anything without your support."

The eldest princess seemed a little choked, and she hugged Vanessa: "No, you don't need to apologize. I can't think of a reason for you to apologize. This is an extremely noble thing. I am the one who is timid, and I am the one who deserves to be ashamed."

After Vanessa said what she wanted to say, she did not force her further. At the critical moment of this life choice, people always need to think carefully.

The leader of the camp is not so easy to be. Assassination, politics, and conspiracies are indispensable. Jalia obviously was not ready to do this before. She wanted to learn the Holy Light well and be a competent priest. Seeing one thing curing the other and restoring the country, she was really willing but unable to do it. She was a weak woman and didn't know where to start.

Vanessa left directly, and Galia sat alone by the window like Jaina a few days ago, sitting all night.

My father, mother, and perhaps the once kind brother, the memories of the past surged into my heart, and the scenes that appeared in my dreams passed by like a revolving lantern.

Before, she wanted to abandon all her identity and be a simple self, but now reality has pushed her to the forefront. She doesn't blame Vanessa, she just blames herself for being incompetent.

"How should my father choose when he encounters such a thing? If you are still here, please tell me, please give me some courage."

Three days later, Galia found Vanessa, and they continued the topic they hadn't finished last time in the meditation room.

"If the tribe attacks in large numbers, will the people of Lordaeron suffer a lot?" asked Galia.

Vanessa immediately replied: "I think the tribe will not invade. Thrall is very rational. The Forgotten One is not an orc, not his core interest. He cannot launch an orc army across the endless sea to conquer Lordaeron. The trolls only have Dark Spear tribe, with very few people. As far as I know, there are rebellions within the Dark Spear tribe now. The Taurus loves peace, and will not come to the Eastern Continent to fight.

I don't think the battle can be fought. Even if the tribal army comes, we have reinforcements, and all the human countries and alliances will support Lordaeron."

Galia looked at her seriously: "Can Lordaeron really revival?"

"I can't guarantee success or failure, but I'm willing to do it with all my strength."

"This is enough, enough." Jalia breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had put down a thousand pounds of burden.

"I have no wisdom or force, and I don't know how to restore the country. I really don't have much ability. But I am willing to support you with all my strength! If you have a way, please do it."

The eldest princess, who has always been at ease, has a bit of royal demeanor. Anyway, the specific operation will be left to you, so you can do it.

She changed her subject: "Vanessa, would you be my sister?"

Ga? Vanessa was stunned. Are we sisters now? Do you need special explanation?

Seeing that Galia insisted, she nodded and agreed without thinking about it, expressing her willingness to be this sister.
Chapter completed!