Chapter 202 Vanessa’s Ambition

The best ending for Sylvanas is to die in battle in Silvermoon City and then be buried by her tribe.

Destroying the Lich Queen and leaping into the sky is also a magnificent ending.

The worst outcome is to continue living and be tossed back and forth between life and death by those nine Val'kyr.

Although the idea is a bit bitchy, Vanessa still feels that killing Sylvanas now is for her own good!

She is no longer the Ranger General of Silvermoon City. Her current identity is the Banshee King and the Queen of Darkness, let alone the future...

Jaina had illusions and sympathy for what happened to Sylvanas, but her father didn't try to persuade her, and Vanessa wasn't prepared to say anything, because it would be useless.

There is no perfect person in the world of Azeroth, everyone has more or less shortcomings. Jaina's flaw is that she only sees what she wants to see.

Not knowing what she was saying, Jaina was still describing her thoughts.

"The forgotten people are also poor people. They were resurrected after death. They did nothing wrong. Now they are pursuing a kind of spiritual freedom. This is a very humble but great thing."

Seeing that Vanessa was a little disapproving, Jaina said in an elder tone: "If the roles were reversed and you became Sylvanas, what would you choose?"

Vanessa didn't hesitate at all: "Impossible! There are only druids who died in battle, not druids who became undead! The power of nature will not allow us to become undead. Your assumption is not valid."

Is that what I mean? Are druids great? There are so many necromancers among our mages. Am I proud?

Jaina was speechless. She could only do the next best thing: "I mean..."

She rubbed her hands: "What I mean is that although the power of nature and the power of the undead of your druids are in opposition, the enemy should be the Lich King, not Sylvanas. The world still needs Sylva Nas, we must unite all the forces that can be united..."

She paused as she spoke.

Vanessa looked carefully into her eyes, and Gianna found that her good friend's eyes were extremely clear.

"I want to restore Lordaeron."

"What?" Jaina was a little surprised.

Vanessa looked extremely serious this time. When she said these words solemnly, she felt the relaxation she had not seen for a long time. She no longer struggled, made choices, and compared strengths. She decided on a goal, even though she was thousands of times away. It will be difficult, but she will try her best.

Vanessa has never been so serious as she is now. She said word for word: "I want to restore Lordaeron!"

"You..." Gianna's words were halted. She wanted to say that was impossible, but looking at Vanessa's serious eyes, she quickly closed her mouth.

The next moment, a huge sense of shame enveloped her.

She suddenly realized that the so-called restoration of Lordaeron was just a word she used to comfort Calia. She had never regarded this sentence as a thing, let alone taken it seriously.

She cared about her arcana, about Theramore, and about the peace of the Alliance and the Horde, but she had never thought about reviving Lordaeron.

Everything stays in words, everything seems to be just a bubble, everything is words to comfort a friend. She didn't really want to do it. Calia was powerless. She wanted to do it but didn't know where to start. Only Vanessa wanted to destroy the Forsaken and rebuild the country on the homeland of Lordaeron.

Having huge self-doubt about what she had done, Gianna covered her mouth. She no longer had any position to speak for the Forgotten. Whatever she said was for herself, Vanessa, and Jia Li. A humiliation for Ya.

The female mage almost teleported away as if she was hiding her face and running away.

Vanessa: "???"

She scratched her head strangely, full of doubts in her heart. She did not talk to her subordinates, nor did she tell Calia. The first person to communicate with was Jaina, because she needed Jaina's strong support, whether it was financial resources, military strength or diplomacy. I need support from all sides, but as soon as I said the beginning, why did my thigh run away?

Are your thighs angry? Don’t abandon me, thighs!

...

Running back to Theramore like the wind, Jaina rushed into her mage tower.

It was really hard to calm down. The last time I had such great self-doubt was to start a war with my father, Daelin Proudmoore. The last time was when I broke up with Arthas and went to the continent of Kalimdor. Now this is the third time. .

Reason and inherent ideas collided fiercely, and she didn't know what to choose.

Help Vanessa? Then she would have to fight with the Forgotten. She didn't think that she could let the Forgotten leave the ruins of Lordaeron just by relying on her own reputation. Once the Alliance intervened, the war with the Horde would not be far away.

But what if Vanessa is stopped? She felt that she had abandoned her identity as a human being, her friendship, and even her conscience! The scenes of her childhood in Lordaeron, the love of King Terenas, and the friendship of Calia. If there was a chance to restore the country, she would destroy it with her own hands. Is this still a human being?

She knelt on the ground in a very inconspicuous manner, gasping for air, and her heart was filled with confusion.

"What's wrong, Jaina? Who was bullied by someone?" Old Mrs. Aegwin's voice sounded not far away.

The old lady had just returned to Theramore two days ago and was sitting on a chair reading a book. Seeing her running back in a hurry, she asked him indifferently.

Gianna was silent for a while. The old lady was not in a hurry. If you want to say something, you can say it. I don't care if you don't want to say it.

She flipped through several magic books that Jaina inherited from Archmage Antonidas as if reading a storybook.

This matter is a bit difficult to talk about. The key is that Jaina doesn't know where to start.

She thought for a moment, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net, and then said: "Do you think it was the right choice for me to come to Kalimdor?"

This matter involves the old lady's son, the prophet Medivh. It was Medivh who tricked Jaina into coming to the continent of Kalimdor.

The old lady didn't know why she suddenly asked this question. When it came to her son, she had something to do with it, so she couldn't treat it with that detached attitude anymore.

"The world is very big. You think your choice is the only one, but in fact, there are countless paths in between to achieve a certain result."

She didn't know the mother-son relationship between Aegwynn and Medivh, but Jaina could tell. The old lady didn't object to what she did, but she didn't support it either.

The old lady didn't care about Jaina's face at all. She just said what she wanted: "When we look back at the original scene today, it shows that you did the right thing. If you had not participated in the Battle of Mount Hyjal, maybe this world would be a different place." Looks like it."

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