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Vanessa bowed to the little king, who quickly helped her up.

The minister below was confused by the way she introduced it like the name of a dish. Several nouns were so convoluted that the title sounded very long. Many ministers are in their fifties and suffer from memory loss and hearing loss. After listening to something, they forget the previous part.

A bunch of people frowned and listened carefully, who are you talking about? Can't you just tell us the person's name, do you have to pretend to be cool?

But at the end, they finally understood, because they heard a prominent surname.

"Menethil?!"

"This is......?"

"No way, there are still people from the Menethil family...?"

The important ministers were not mentally prepared at all. When they heard the news of the explosion suddenly, those who were close could not help but whisper, and those who were far away communicated with each other with their eyes, and they were all secretly thinking about the key.

Going back five years, when the filial son Arthas did not take action, Lordaeron was really a giant. Compared with the Stormwind Kingdom, they were just a younger brother, standing on the side and waving the flag and shouting.

Going back twenty years, the Kingdom of Stormwind was destroyed by the orcs. The remaining defeated troops crossed north to Lordaeron. Only with the support of others did they breathe a sigh of relief and recover the kingdom.

It can be said that everyone here today, except for the little king and Vanessa, have basically experienced that era, and their feelings towards Lordaeron are very complicated.

Now that the other party is unlucky, he has become more powerful. What happened twenty years ago has come full circle. This time, the royal family of Lordaeron comes to the Kingdom of Stormwind for help. What should we do?

Vanessa then turned back to look at the old marshal. The old marshal was still scolding him before, but now he noticed that she was looking over and sat down quickly.

You sit down? Can I let you go?

"Old Marshal? Do you have any objections to the Menethil family coming to the Kingdom of Stormwind to seek asylum? You don't seem to welcome them?"

As a veteran who had participated in three wars, and as an old marshal who had followed Sir Lothar and led the remnants of the Kingdom of Stormwind to Lordaeron north, he knew what happened back then better than many people present.

To be honest, Terenas II of Lordaeron was indeed a wise king. If it weren't for Arthas, a filial son, the old man's life would have been a textbook example of a wise king.

The old marshal was different from those important ministers who secretly considered their own interests. He respected Lordaeron and was grateful to Terenas II. His conscience could not go so far as to be ungrateful or disrespectful.

He just had a question: "Are you sure you are the Highness of Menethil? Why has there been no news for so many years?"

Many important ministers also have this question. Five years have passed since the incident. If the other party had been bent on running south, he would have arrived long ago, and he would not have waited until today.

Vanessa had expected this: "You must be doubtful about my trip to the north, right?"

None of the ministers spoke, only the old marshal, who had no sand in his eyes, nodded. Your Statue of Liberty left the port brightly. No one who is blind can see such a big target.

"Praise the Holy Light! I went to the north on the edict of the Holy Light just to meet His Highness Menethil. I'm afraid you don't know that Her Highness Calia Menethil has now joined the path of the Holy Light, and all of this has It was the guidance given to me by the Holy Light!" She said in a passionate tone.

The ministers had different expressions. For example, the Minister of Finance, who has financial dealings with Vanessa, looked contemptuous. Was the kickback you gave me last month also the will of the Holy Light? Was it because Holy Light saw that I was too poor, so he helped me? Give me a break!

Some of the other ministers believe it, and some don't, but there's nothing you can do if you don't believe it. There's no place to ask about things like Holy Light, so just say it!

The little king, who was not very experienced in the world, was completely convinced. Originally, he wanted to follow the tradition of the previous monarchs of the Kingdom of Stormwind and become a powerful warrior, so he practiced martial arts hard, but he couldn't stand Vanessa's deception of opening up the Holy Light and shutting up the Holy Light. At this time, he felt that the Holy Light was really great and almighty. You see, it could even find the Princess of Lordaeron who was thousands of miles away, and then sent devout believers to pick her up. What a great power it was!

He knew that the Kingdom of Stormwind owed the Royal Family of Lordaeron a huge favor, and he had already made up his mind. At this time, he just wanted to hear the opinions of the ministers.

Not prepared to silence them, the little king named them directly.

"What does Marshal Windsor think of this matter?"

The old man thought for a while, and from his true heart, he definitely wanted to help the other party. This is the most basic moral issue.

Even if the Kingdom of Storms rejects Princess Calia and her party, he still has to go to help alone. This is undisputed.

But he still has some questions: "Your Majesty, I have no objection to helping Lordaeron. If necessary, I am willing to fight and die for the restoration of Lordaeron! This is what we owe the Menethil family, but we I’ve never met this eldest princess, is this possible?..."

He really wanted to tell Vanessa whether she was mistaken, but the other person spoke with the Holy Light and kept silent. He knew some of what he said, but it was really difficult to refute it in public.

Calia Menethil is not her brother Arthas. There was no drama like "The whole forest is calling your name" when she was born. There was no trouble when she was born, and she stayed there for the next twenty years. He lived in obscurity, with only a few friends like Gianna in his life.

No one cares about her, no one pays attention to her. Even when his own brother killed his father and destroyed the country, UU Reading www.uukanshu. ｎnet She is a weak woman who can escape. Why? Is her stealth skills good? Can she transform into a fire hawk? No, it’s because her sense of existence is low!

Many people had never seen the eldest princess, so the old marshal was worried that Vanessa would find a random woman from some remote country to impersonate her, a Countess Catalina, a Hope Vanessa Struy, The old man doesn't have a good impression of these beautiful women at all now.

Vanessa was well prepared for this. She raised her chin to the silent middle-aged man in the corner: "Master Xiaoer, you sneaked onto my boat yesterday, wasn't it to steal some wine? You know Her Royal Highness the Princess? , please explain it to us."

The intelligence chief, who had never had a strong sense of presence, nodded to the old marshal and said that he had confirmed that the woman was the eldest princess of Lordaeron.

"Then I have no objection. The Kingdom of Stormwind should fulfill its promise and help Lordaeron at this moment."

"The old marshal is right."

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

A bunch of important ministers all agreed. Even if they disagreed in their hearts or even found it troublesome, no one would object to it. This is political correctness.

It was decided to welcome the eldest princess of Lordaeron to the Kingdom of Stormwind.

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