Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Tirisfal Glades.

Dusk.

Huge cheers came from the royal city of Lordaeron!

The alliance army recaptures the royal city!

Except for a part of the undead who escaped into dark corners such as deep mountains and sewers under the leadership of the commander, the undead scourge that had ravaged the northern part of the eastern continent for nearly two years was suppressed, and the holy light once again shone on the land of Lordaeron!

As messengers were dispatched from all directions, they rushed towards the border of Lordaeron in all directions, and the good news spread quickly.

Also spread was the news that Calia Menethil would choose to hold her coronation ceremony in the Lordaeron Palace half a month later!

Half a month is a tight time, but the Alliance has a large number of skilled craftsmen, the construction team of Hopetown, and the Stonemason Guild of Stromgarde. The dwarves also supported a group of craftsmen. Under their leadership, the gathered people of Lordaeron began the project of rebuilding the royal capital.

Led by the paladins and military priests, the army cleaned up the corpses of the undead and purified the plague left in the city. Civilians cleaned up the ruins, leveled the land, and rebuilt the foundation. The northern shore of Lake Lordamere was a scene of bustling activity.

At this time, Garin was holding the hand of a little boy of seven or eight years old, and after the guards informed them to go in, he slowly walked into the palace of Lordaeron.

This was the second time that Garen entered the royal palace of Lordaeron. The last time was when he defeated the orcs who were besieging Lordaeron.

The little boy next to Jialin also had a nostalgic look on his face, his eyes full of pain and fear.

This is where he grew up. He is very familiar with this palace and knows every door, every wall, and every secret passage here.

He saw with his own eyes the grown-up prince walk into the palace from here and stab his father to death with a sword in the throne room.

Garin felt his body trembling slightly and touched his head. "Mishilsa, don't be afraid. Everything is over. Jialiya will be crowned king soon, and you will return to her and start a new life!"

Garin's words seemed to have magical power. Mishilsa Anel's expression became calm and gentle again. He shook his little head and rubbed Garin's palm like a kitten.

The Royal Palace of Lordaeron was the area that the craftsmen gave priority to repairing. It now looked brand new, no longer dilapidated, and without the bloodstains and traces of war.

Unlike the exquisite and magnificent luxury of the Sun Chaser Court, nor the finely carved artistic reliefs of the Violet Castle, nor the rough style of the Stromgarde Palace, this place is more like a solemn court...

The throne stood in the square hall, with thick and majestic beams and pillars neatly arranged in parallel. There were seats for nobles on the walls, and an oil lamp hung with thick iron chains in the center reflected a bright flame.

The sunlight shines through the colored glaze on the round dome, giving the entire hall a solemn and dignified feeling.

As the coronation day draws closer, Jialiya becomes more and more confused. She once had a happy life, but everything changed the moment her brother killed his father.

Now a heavy burden is on her shoulders, but she has never received any teachings on how to rule the people, and she doesn't know if she can lead the people of Lordaeron to glory again!

tread!

tread!

tread!

The crisp sound of steel boots stepping on marble interrupted Jialiya's thoughts.

Jia Liya knew that after the palace had been cleaned up more than ten times by the paladins of the Silver Hand and the Holy Shield Knights, there would be no hidden evil. In addition, with the heavily guarded guards outside, anyone who could enter the palace must be a high-ranking member of the alliance, someone she knew well!

Jialiya turned around and saw that the person coming was Jialin. Her eyes lit up and she put down the crown in her hand.

At this moment, the weak Princess seemed to have found spiritual support, and she quickened her pace and wanted to throw herself into Jialin's arms.

However, when she saw Jialin coming in with a little boy, her body froze and a myriad of complicated thoughts flashed through her mind.

"Is this Garin's child?"

It is not surprising that Jialiya thinks so. According to the age, Jialin is already 30 years old this year, and Jialiya herself is 28 or 29 years old. It is not surprising to have a child of seven or eight years old.

Jialiya's actions were seen by Mishihilsa. The child who was still melancholy just now seemed to have discovered something interesting and shouted: "Sister, I saw that you wanted to hug Brother Jialin just now!"

Jialin saw that Jialiya's beautiful face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This kid has no tact. No wonder you have confessed your love to Jaina many times but there has been no progress!

"Jalia, look at him! His name is Mishilsa Anel!"

Jia Liya's body shook!

Mishilsa Anil.....

How could Jialiya not understand such a bad word game!

"Are you Arthas?"

Jialiya looked at Jialin in disbelief. She remembered that Jialin had promised her that he would bring his brother back!

"Yes, he is Arthas, but not completely!" Garin thought for a moment and didn't know how to explain. "Arthas has completely fallen, and I can't bring him back intact, so I can only settle for the next best thing and bring back his kind side."

"Sister, I am your brother. You always lost to me when we played games before, and you always denied me... woooo!"

Jia Liya covered the little boy's mouth with her hand, "Okay, okay, I believe you are Arthas!"

"No, I'm not that bad guy Arthas, I'm Mithilsa Anel!"

"Okay, okay, you are Mishilsa Anel. Mother will be very happy to know that you have returned!"

"Where is my mother! I miss her and I want to see her!"

Jialiya called a maid and handed Mishilsa to her, asking her to take the little boy to find his mother, and she told the little boy to keep his identity secret and not tell his mother for the time being.

When everyone else left, Jialiya couldn't hold back any longer, and threw herself into Jialin's arms and began to sob softly.

"Garlin, please allow me to be weak for the last time."

Garin had no choice but to pat the future queen on the back and let her cry in his arms.

"Thank you for bringing my brother back..."

"Even if it's just part of it, my mother and I are satisfied!"

"Garlin, I don't know how to repay you. The Menethil royal family will always remember your kindness."

While listening to Jialiya mumbling to herself, Jialin helped wipe the tears from her face.

"Thank you! Garin!"

After saying this, Jia Liya stood on tiptoes again, raised her head and kissed Jialin.

Jialin wanted to refuse, but his body was honest.

That's the Queen...