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Arthas and Kalia looked at each other silently across a distance. One of them had a fierce and ferocious look, while the other was calm and sad.

"Arsace...my brother...you know?"

After both sides looked at each other for a while and saw each other clearly, Carlia began to speak softly.

Although her voice was very small and gentle, under the blessing of the high elf's magic, it seemed that what she said could be heard on the entire battlefield, just like she was whispering in everyone's ears.

"Do you know? On the day you passed away from Northrend... I am sorry that I was not able to greet you in person on the street, because they did not allow me, the princess of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, to go to the streets... and when you entered the palace and told my father, I still couldn't go because my identity was not suitable for appearing in such serious occasions..."

Kalia did not come up with questions or abuses like Sylvanas.

Although, before this time, she was disappointed and heartbroken by his younger brother's behavior, just yesterday, she had imagined more than once what kind of vicious words should she use to scold him and question him when she saw him...

However, when things came to an end, when she saw the other person's appearance, somehow she suddenly felt soft-hearted, and she could no longer speak the various vicious words that had been prepared.

"Do you know... At that time, I listened to the melodious and bright bell, imagining the scene when you entered the city with flowers... I wish I could run to the gate of the palace to see you..."

It seemed that the bell rang in Kalia's ears again.

She still remembered the words that the kind father said to him at that time: Child, when you were born, Lordaeron's forest softly called out your name Arthas...

One day, my life will reach its end, and you will be crowned king...

But... in the end... why did it become like this?

Instead of looking at the younger brother who had already begun to get entangled in his face, Carlia began to bow her head and recall it.

"But, because of etiquette, I can't do that...so, I've been waiting for you in the back garden, wanting to wait until you finish all your work, and come back to tell me about your glorious deeds in Northrend's defeat of the undead..."

"Then, our family can have dinner happily in the restaurant as before... It seems that we haven't had a family meal together for a long time..."

It sounded like something dripping.

"Do you know? At that time... I always thought that my brother must be a great hero... And I, this useless Princess Lordaeron, could only stay in the back garden of the palace, and barely make a garland of heroes for you..."

"Do you know? Later... the guards who rushed in, I actually didn't believe you when they said bad things..."

Carlia finally raised her head slowly. She was already in tears, and she let them slide across her round chin like crystal pearls and drip onto the soil that had been polluted by the plague.

"My brother is a great hero! He just returned from Northrend's triumphant... How could he be a villain who slaughtered the nation and cruelly killed his father? Do you know? At that time, I really didn't believe it..."

Tears had completely flooded Carlia's eyes. She could no longer see the figure wearing blue and black hideous armor on the top of the city. He had begun to blur in her sight.

"My brother, my Alsace is a big hero...how could he do such a terrible thing?"

"But... until I saw you step into the garden gate with my own eyes, until I saw the blood stained on your sword, I realized that... what the guard commander said... was all true..."

Tears had already flowed into Carlia's mouth. She was already familiar with this, it was a salty and bitter taste...

"Arsace...brother...do you know?"

"When the brave guards hid me, and they rushed out of the cabin to attract the attention of the monsters, I stayed in the narrow wooden cabinet and cried for a long time... At that time, I even thought how good it would be if I died like that... I didn't have to think about anything anymore..."

"Enough! Stop talking!"

Arthas shouted coldly impatiently and planned the other party's words roughly.

I don't know why, although the nominal sister, Kalia, below, did not scold her for anything harsh, nor did she blame herself, but for some reason, Alsace always felt that her heart was already cold, and she began to feel a little painful.

In fact, he would rather the other party be scolding himself and cursing himself now than saying these inexplicable words! He didn't want to listen to these things!

"That's right...yeah, now, what's the use of this?"

After sighing softly, Kalia paused for a while, barely stopped the tears, then raised her head and continued to look at the person in the distance through her wet eyelashes. In the past...he was her favorite brother.

"I forgot to tell you that I became the queen of the New Lordaeron Kingdom not long ago."

As if two acquaintances were chatting about home, Carlia continued to say something seemingly irrelevant.

"Oh? Is that true? Then I want to congratulate you!"

Arthas continued to snort coldly, still looking at the so-called Queen Lordaeron below with a blank expression.

"But, I don't actually want to be this queen... They forced me... If everything can be saved, I would even prefer to use everything I have now to exchange for the same kind of days I used to..."

"At that time, our family happily snuggled together, playing on the balcony of the royal palace castle, watching the setting sun in the distance... the lake reflected the beautiful sunshine... At that time, I was still an ordinary kingdom princess, and you were the future king of Lordaeron..."

Kalia remembered when she was a child, when their family often played together on the balcony.

While playing, she was waiting for the beautiful sunset. At that time, her younger brother Alsace was still a good guy, and their father had not yet grown old... The red sunshine was reflected by the reflection of Lake Lordamir, so beautiful...

"Enough! Everything is over!"

Arthas waved the frost sadness in his hand ruthlessly, which made the paladins below nervous as if they were facing a great enemy, for fear that the other party would suddenly be unable to think so that he would jump down and give them a sword.

"You actually don't know anything! You only know how you cry like this, what's the use of this?"

"I tell you: I tried hard at that time! I tried hard at that time! I entered my best efforts! However, I still can't save my people! I can't save my country either! I'm even abandoned by the Holy Light!"

"At that time, under the threat of those powerful enemies, I could do nothing! Therefore, I only surrender to a stronger force and let this country fall into the eternal darkness with me. This is the best choice! Only in this way can Lordaeron be reborn!"

Can you blame him? No! His original intention was good, but unfortunately, the power of the enemy exceeded his imagination. For this, he had to do whatever he could!

“…”

Kalia was a little surprised and stared at the hysterical knight on the city wall in the distance. She seemed to see a trace of her brother.

"I suddenly don't blame you anymore, Alsace..."

"My brother, I suddenly understood... In fact, no one needs you to save. What you really need to save should be yourself..."

For some reason, Carlia suddenly understood. She saw her younger brother clearly and saw his heart. He was actually a pitiful person... She suddenly completely let go of all her hatred for him.

Now, everything is no longer important.

"Shut up! I tell you, I'm very good now, and you don't need to pretend to be pitiful! Now, let's talk with the sword!"

For some reason, Alsace always felt that his heart began to hurt violently, becoming more and more severe, and becoming more and more uncomfortable! He hated this feeling, so he decided to dig it out when he went to Northrend continent whenever he had the chance!

"Enough! Her Majesty the Queen, let's go! It's very dangerous here now, he's completely crazy!"

When Carlia wanted to say something, the Grand Marshal Garythers, who had been calm in his face, came up cleanly, reached out to grab the reins of Carlia's mount, let other paladins guard her, and slowly retreated back to the coalition's main formation.

Now, the aura emitted by the Alsace on the top of the city is very dangerous. He will not let the Queen stay in front anymore. It is better to retreat back to the back of the formation as soon as possible.

Moreover, he had just begun to give orders, and the commanders of all races had begun to coordinate the combat steps, and an earth-shaking siege battle was about to begin soon.

...

Near the Royal City of Lordaeron to the north, when the Undead Natural Scourge and the Fire Alliance were preparing to start a war that determined the fate of both sides, here the Dalaran ruins, which were only separated from Lordaeron, Illidan and Vasqi began to prepare for their ritual after clearing out a scattered undead in an area.

"Sir Illidan, why do you have to cross the sea to cast spells here? Isn't it good to be directly on the Broken Islands? Anyway, under our offensive, Mavi only has the defensive power, and she will definitely not be able to ruin a big deal."

Vasqi was actually puzzled by the fact that Illidan ran thousands of miles to Dalaran to prepare for the ceremony. Although Mavi was in a collapse, he barely escaped his life like a miraculously.

However, there were not many of her subordinates left, and she was always surrounded by their Naga and fishmen and fled in a panic. So, isn't it good to cast spells directly on the Broken Islands? Why did you have to run so far across the sea to the ruins of Dalaran in the Eastern Kingdom?

"Because, here are the spell residues when Archmond destroyed Dalaran, which can provide some reference for my ritual to destroy the Ice Crown Glacier."

To put it bluntly, Illidan wanted to learn a little about the spell that Archmond had destroyed Dalaran, which was what Kiljadan told him before. When he came here, he was indeed quite inspired. As for whether Kiljadan had any conspiracy, he was not sure about it for the time being.

"That's it? But... my fishmen just came to report that they were in the north, opposite the lake, a coalition of powerful humans and flame creatures was besieging a big city of undead. The battle was very fierce. If we hold the ceremony here now, will they be alarmed?"

After all, the two places are so close together. Vasqi is a little worried that the ceremony held by her and Illidan will alarm the powerful troops in the north. Once they cross the Great Lakes indiscriminately, the Nagas and fish people under her will not be able to withstand it.

Vasqi was a bit scared when he thought about it. They didn't have many people here now. Although Naga dominated the sea for many years, they had never encountered such a large-scale battle like the north.

Fire element? Humans? Siege the undead?

Illidan is very strange. Are the countries on the mainland so powerful? Kalimdo's side is probably still continuing to clean up the undead and demons, right? They have actually started to attack the undead cities?

"Forget it! Don't worry about them! Let's try to find a secret place first, hoping to complete the ceremony before they can react."

As long as the ceremony is completed, Illidan immediately put the bed and left.

He believed that the troops in the north would not cross the lake to make things difficult for him. After all, he was not an enemy of the other party, but instead helped them destroy the undead nests and the Lich King Neozu, who had the ice-crown glacier.

"As you wish, my sir, I will continue to command now."

Since Illidan has decided, Vasqi doesn't want to say anything more.

Moreover, Vasqi felt that they really needed to speed up, because it is said that the watchman named Mavi had already sent out the messenger, and he didn't know when she and her helpers would come here, so if you act faster, you would never be wrong.
Chapter completed!