New Order of Azeroth

"It will get better gradually, and the Holy Light will protect us." A slightly unfamiliar voice sounded in their ears.

The one-armed middle-aged man and his wife looked over together and found an unknown young woman.

Three thousand civilians came from various villages and towns in Tirisfal Glades. They knew very few of each other. They were all poor people surviving the disaster. It didn't really matter whether they knew each other or not.

The wife responded smoothly: "Yes, yes, it will get better."

Out of the corner of his eye, he took a look at the woman in front of him. Her hair was disheveled and her face was covered with mud, but the skin exposed on her face and wrists was very delicate.

Is she a noble lady from some family? The mentality of hating the rich has long since disappeared. She knows very well that a peasant woman like her has a higher chance of survival than these aristocratic ladies in this day and age. Without the protection of power, there is basically no good ending for this kind of young lady from a wealthy family. .

"Silence!" She was about to say something when her one-armed husband beside her suddenly pulled her up.

Only then did she realize that the cabin suddenly became quiet. Many soldiers rushed into the cabin with weapons in hand, stood in two rows, and forcibly carved a passage among the crowd. Then the ship, or rather the owner of the fleet, Walked down slowly.

As for the master of the fleet, civilians have naturally discussed it in private, even many times.

In the November weather, the owner of this fleet only wore an exquisite light red robe, with his navel, collarbone and neck exposed. This did not mean that he was too poor to wear anything, but it was a symbol of strength.

People are not afraid of the cold at all! The owner of this fleet is a young but powerful female transcendent! This is the consensus of many civilians.

The civilians quickly lowered their heads, wondering what the big man was doing in the cabin.

The wife of the one-armed middle-aged man was a little more courageous. She glanced forward with her peripheral vision and found that a soldier on the ship was whispering something to the woman in red robe. The woman in red robe nodded slightly. At that moment, Looked over.

Her eyes collided with the red-robed woman's eyes in mid-air, and she quickly lowered her head in fear.

The one-armed husband pulled her, but she didn't react. When she raised her head slightly, she saw the woman in red robe walking towards her.

This time she was frightened, trembling, and didn't know what to say. It wasn't until her one-armed husband pulled her up again and she mechanically walked aside that she realized that the woman in red robe was not looking at her, but at the previous one. The noble lady who interrupted.

Do they know each other? She sighed in her heart and prepared to take back her previous words. After all, the nobles were still better than the common people. They might be unlucky when they were unlucky, but when luck came, they could rise quickly.

Vanessa didn't know that a peasant woman had so many mental activities at this time, and she didn't care. The thieves under her command reported to her that someone was smuggling across the country. After some investigation, they found out that he was actually a priest, which instantly caught her attention.

Priests are a scarce resource, she thought so when she traveled through time, and she still thinks so today.

There are more priests and paladins in the Scarlet Crusade. This is because Lordaeron was the largest country in mankind before. Priests and paladins must work together to survive the threat of the undead, so their number is only relative. So rich that he gave her several priests.

The fact is that these three thousand civilians are 100% civilians. There is not a single professional. Among them, there are very few people with skills such as blacksmiths, carpenters, and tailors. Most of them are farmers and women.

Now that a priest suddenly appeared, she was still very strange.

This young woman was not among the three thousand people before. She had obviously sneaked up while they were unloading the freighters.

The peasant woman could detect the noble status of the other party, not to mention Vanessa. She could tell at a glance that the dirt on the other party's face was a cover. In this medieval environment, the other party's hair and skin were not something ordinary people could have.

Vanessa roughly determined the other party's identity based on age, region, holy light and some physical features, but she didn't expect that the other party actually came to her ship!

Shouldn't she be learning the way of the Holy Light from Archbishop Alonsos Faol who has become an undead? What does it mean to come on your own boat?

"Madam, please come with me." Vanessa extended her hand to signal. The young woman knew that she was exposed. She sighed softly and could only follow.

Combing her messy hair a little, she followed Vanessa out of the cargo hold at a leisurely pace.

They walked all the way to the bow of the ship, and Vanessa waved all the thieves back before looking at the young woman again.

The other party looked towards the sea with some embarrassment.

"Your Highness, Princess." Vanessa lowered her head slightly while observing the other party's reaction.

The young woman opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't know where to start. It took more than a minute before she spoke: "I am no longer the eldest princess, I am just a poor person whose family has been ruined."

Seeing that she admitted her identity, Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief. Just admit it. If she didn't admit it, she couldn't force it.

Seeing that the other party was quite wary of her, she took out the shield she had been most comfortable using during this period and said, "Your Highness may not know that I am Gianna's friend."

He talks about Jaina every day and shuts up about Proudmoore. He uses Jaina's name to swindle around and create a large industry. This is Jaina's fake best friend, Miss Vanessa VanCleef.

They grew up together, the sisters have a deep love, and they almost became relatives. Both of them share the same fate, and the two women were betrayed by the man they valued most at the same time. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net This is the real life of Gianna My best friend, Miss Calia Menethil.

She is also the biological sister of Arthas, and is now the sole heir to the throne of Lordaeron.

"Jaina?!" Calia Menethil was obviously stunned when she heard the name. She didn't expect to hear her friend's name here and now.

"Is...is she okay? I heard about her and her father and it was such a tragedy."

Vanessa didn't bring Proudmoore's saber and ring with her this time because she was worried about being chased by the Kul Tirans. She didn't have anything to prove her friendship with Jaina, but she did have Jaina's contact information.

The magic communication was quickly connected. Even after reaching the legendary level, Jaina did not relax her studies. She was lying on the bed in the middle of the night with a thick book and studying attentively.

"What happened? Contact me so urgently?" She turned the page and said casually.

"Gianna...Long time no see..." Caliya looked at her best friend, her voice choked up.

"Ouch!" Judging from the magic communication, Jaina had a somewhat cute dazed expression, and the thick book hit her face directly. Looking at the thickness of the book, Vanessa felt her face hurt.

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