She first appeared outside the Whispering Port. In that late night filled with cold despair, this voice helped her bring back the Kul Tiras fleet that was trapped outside the world, directly saving the human empire in the north.
Xinjiang's fate of complete defeat left a glimmer of hope for mankind.
Since then, Jaina has never relaxed her monitoring and strengthening of her mind. As an archmage, she knows that the mysterious voice can help her, but it also means that the voice can destroy her... That
It must be a creature whose mental power is much higher than hers. It is a terrifying existence to project its will into the mind of the Archmage in such a relaxed way.
Whether it is a friend or an enemy, such a presence makes people sleepless and sleepless, but in the past few years from the evacuation of Whispering Harbor to now, no matter what Jaina has gone through, that voice has never appeared again, so much so that the Archmage is confused.
I began to wonder, did those things really happen that night off the coast of Whispering Harbor, or were they just hallucinations produced by me under pressure?
And today, at Gianna's grand wedding, when Gianna was about to become her lover's wife, that haunting voice appeared again.
"Are you really ready?"
The lazy voice said:
"Being the appendage of a despicable male, becoming a miserable fertility machine, with illusory love covering your wisdom, is this really what you want? My little sister, you have such an outstanding talent, you have incomparable
A bright future... You can even become the king of the world, and even sit on this blue sea... But, do you just give up?"
"Just because a male is not that good? Haha"
That voice was like a cold snake, crawling in Jaina's heart bit by bit, wrapping around the archmage's body with that weird touch. Like a ghost, she whispered in Jaina's ear:
"You should probably look for a better mate, a mate worthy of you, like the man sitting in front of you... the man who crawled out of Tyrion's hell, with a will like fire and a future.
He will definitely accomplish great things, and he will be ten times better than the little puppy you chose!"
"Or, haven't you ever had wild fantasies when you dreamed back in the middle of the night? The King of Death, the King of Darkness, the Spirit of All Souls, the Blood of All Bloods, the King of All Kings on the other side of the sea...
Tyrion, Dawnblade, you should probably go after him. With an outstanding woman like you, my little sister, you can easily get the power to rule the world from him, the Lich Queen~ Aha, how great.
His name."
"Anna? Anna!"
Derek's low call made Jaina suddenly come out of that inner fantasy. She looked around blankly. Her vision, which had been covered by a layer of ice before, became clear again. The surroundings
The scene, the sacred music, the cheers around, the petals and ribbons floating in the sky, the applauding people on the auditorium, and the faintly shining holy light on the big platform all became vivid again.
She was freed from the entanglement of the whisper, as if she had returned to the human world again...
She saw the strange look in the eyes of her younger brother Tanred who was guarding her. When she saw her sister stopped moving forward, Tanred thought that her sister had other thoughts in her heart. He whispered:
"Sister, if you don't want to marry that idiot, I can take you away now..."
"No!"
Jaina subconsciously denied it. She raised her head and looked at the large platform under the sun. King Arthas Menethil of Lordaeron was standing in front of the ceremonial stage, with a gentle look mixed with expectation and infatuation.
Looking at her, the look in her eyes made her enchanted.
"Fur..."
The Archmage took a deep breath and held her brother's arm again. Under the blue veil, she smiled at Derek and said softly:
"It's okay, brother, I just...just thought of our father. It would be great if he could be here..."
Jaina, who was walking on the red carpet, didn't know that at this time, outside the big platform, on the top of the tallest building in New Lordaeron, in the weird and entangled shadow, her father was standing there quietly without disturbing her.
Anyone, Dai Lin looked at the lively wedding scene on the city platform with his blue eyes. He saw his daughter, who was as beautiful as a treasure in the sea.
When his daughter is getting married, no matter how busy his father is, he still has to take time to attend the wedding, even if he just watches it from a distance...
And beside Dai Lin, there is another person, that is his old friend, the father of the other protagonist of this wedding, the forgotten king wearing golden light armor and carrying a golden sword on his back, Terenas Mi.
Nihil, the long white hair of the forgotten king was spread on the shoulder armor. He looked at his son with gray eyes, full of pride.
"He has done better than I imagined. Even if he is still confused in his heart, it is acceptable. He will become a qualified ruler... He will make me proud of him."
King Terenas whispered:
"The boy who was once in my arms has become a real, responsible man who deserves a better future. It couldn't be better. Don't you have anything to say? Dai Lin... Why are you today?
So silent."
"Your son is not worthy of my daughter at all!"
Dai Lin snorted coldly. He looked at Alsace in the distance with a scrutinizing gaze. He said disdainfully:
"A little hound who can only put on airs, he's still far from it!"
"Haha, shameless old bastard, whatever you say... I'm going to the Hell Front for a drink, do you want to come with me? Or simply, let's go there and have a fight!"
"We'll talk about it later...after reading it!"
At the wedding scene, as Jaina stepped onto the red carpet and slowly walked up the stairs, the hymns played by the royal band were transformed into a more cheerful wedding march, and the Dalaran mages in the sky used magic to create
The purple petals fell faster, like a rain of petals rising in the sky.
The bride walked among the light feathers, and her elegant posture made the surrounding spectators sway. Jaina Proudmoore was not only the most famous archmage in Dalaran and the Human Empire, she was also a member of the noble circle.
The iceberg beauty known far and wide... The young men who want to pursue Jaina can almost take pictures from the Federation coast to the coast of Kalimdor. After the news of Jaina and Arthas' wedding came out, countless people fell in love with her.
broken.
And Alsace has naturally become the "lucky one" that countless nobles are gnashing their teeth at.
"Treat her well, you bastard!"
His Majesty Drake, who was wearing a dress and a crown, put his sister's hand on Arthas's. He stared at the King of Lordaeron fiercely and said through gritted teeth:
"If you dare to make my sister sad, the entire four fleets of Kul Tiras will make you "heartbroken"!"
Alsace looked at Derek's unhappy face, he nodded calmly and said softly:
"I will love her more than my life..."
"I'll keep an eye on you!"
Tanred said not to be outdone. He wanted to say a few more harsh words, but under his sister's stern eyes, the general of the Proudmoore family could only shut his mouth and walked into the ceremony with his brother.
In the first row of the stage, he sat with Varian, Liam, Garin and Kael'thas, the Sun King of the High Elves.
Arthas and Jaina stood in front of the auditorium engraved with sacred scriptures. In the shining of the holy light, Arthas held Jaina's slightly cold fingers. The two looked at each other affectionately.
Got the opponent down.
"Ahem"
After the viewing platform, the Pope coughed twice. All the music, flower petals, and the cheers and applause of the audience stopped at this moment. Alsace and Gianna also turned around, holding hands in front of the Pope's crown.
Down.
Alonsos Fao has long lost his once tall body. Now he has become old in time, like a curled up little old man, but the Pope's eyes did not accompany the aging.
It becomes chaotic with the arrival of the eyes. On the contrary, those eyes are like a calm ocean, allowing people to easily see the entire world and the uncertain future from them.
The moment Faao opened his mouth, a triangular halo array covered with golden holy symbols rose behind him. The warm holy light made the entire platform look like a holy place. The light was grand but not bright.
Not dazzling, in the gentle halo, the Pope's low and serious voice sounded:
"The grace of the Holy Light envelopes the hearts of every Imperial person. It not only brings peace of mind and persistent will to the people, but also brings us rare feelings and mutual loyalty. Today, under the gaze of the Holy Light
Next, this couple will become husband and wife. This is the will of the Holy Light and its gift, so that living beings who truly love each other can enjoy the happiness of marriage."
"Then, in the name of the Holy Light, Arthas Menethil, are you willing to marry the lady in front of you as your wife, and love her with all your heart, and protect her, no matter whether the future is noble or good?
Humble, poor or rich, healthy or disease-ridden, are you willing to regard her as your lifelong partner, and are you willing to spend your life with her until death comes?"
Arthas was a little excited and his breathing was a little rapid. He looked at Jaina. After three long breaths, he held Jaina's hand tightly and said in a deep voice:
"In the name of Menethil, I...will! I only exist for two things in this life. I once thought that the mission of the Holy Light supported me to this point, but now, my life is also for what is in front of me.
Beloved, there is nothing in my heart except her and faith..."
Jaina blinked her eyes, she understood very well the position of the faith of the Holy Light in Arthas' heart, and now, Arthas admitted in front of countless people that she was higher in his heart than his faith.
This made the Archmage's heart sway, and the girl's eyes were a little red.
"So, in the name of the Holy Light, Jaina Proudmoore, are you willing to marry the gentleman in front of you as your husband, no matter what the future is..."
"Buzz"
The Pope's gentle voice suddenly disappeared, and a soft sound rang in Jaina's heart. The figure of the handsome Arthas in front of the Archmage became increasingly blurry, and the whole world seemed to be spinning.
"Ah, my little sister, my little cutie, you haven't answered me yet!"
That lazy voice appeared again, and this time, she used her extremely powerful mental power to directly penetrate into the Archmage's mind, even cutting off her senses to the outside world. There was a hint of mischief in her lazy laughter.
of malice.
She did it on purpose!
Jaina couldn't hear the Pope's question, and she couldn't answer it. The wedding would be ruined...it would embarrass her beloved Arthas in front of countless people, and even directly destroy the relationship between the two.
"Let me go!"
The Archmage's mind was struggling in the invisible energy bound by the dark sea. The forbidden power she had sealed in her body was about to be opened, which made Jaina feel fear.
As the daughter of the sea, she has astonishing skills in frost magic. When she heard the news of her father's death, the power in Jaina's body exploded once, which completely destroyed the entire Lake of Lordamre. If this power was here,
If it explodes in an instant, her wedding to Alsace will completely become a "bloody wedding."
Once the power of frost explodes, the entire viewing platform will immediately suffer heavy casualties, and the people sitting there are all dignitaries from the human empire. If something goes wrong, the entire empire may fall apart.
"What on earth do you want to do!"
Jaina fell deeper and deeper into the abyss of her soul. She asked loudly. The lazy woman seemed not to want to answer, but at the moment when Jaina's power was about to break through, she said meaningfully:
"This is a game, little sister, about the earth and the sea..."
"Hmm? A game?"
Another hoarse male voice interrupted the lazy woman's speech, and he said softly:
"This girl, as well as this civilization, are all of my concern... So, are you asking me to participate in your game now? Her Majesty the Queen... I will ask one last time... Are you really sure you want to
Do this?"
"Buzz"
Gianna, who was about to fall into the bottomless abyss, suddenly woke up at this moment. She subconsciously clenched Arthas's fingers, and in her ears, His Majesty the Pope had just finished speaking, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him.
They gathered on her, but no one knew that just now, these people had just passed death, and a cold sweat broke out from Jaina's back.
She took a breath to calm down her shaking will. She could feel an invisible hand patting her shoulder, seeming to encourage her, but that might be her imagination, but at this moment, Jaina
Looking into Alsace's eyes, she whispered:
"I am willing...Magicians have no faith, so in my heart, there is only you, Arthas Menethil. Apart from you, there is nothing else in my heart..."
"Papa pa pa"
Varian was the first to stand up and applaud. The next moment, the entire platform burst into applause. His Majesty the Pope’s thin face did not show any anger because of Gianna’s words. He raised his hand with a smile,
The triangular holy emblem behind it glowed brightly at this moment.
"Then, in the name of the Holy Light, I declare that Arthas Menethil and Jaina Proudmoore are married today! May the Holy Light bless them!"
"Wow"
This sentence spread throughout the city through the Holy Power of the Pope, and also plunged the entire city, and even the entire kingdom, into a sea of joy.
The newlyweds kissed in the light and singing, and Gianna nestled in her husband's arms. Amidst countless blessings, the two slowly walked to the carriage. Next, they had to circle the whole city. At this moment, Gianna whispered to Al
Sass said:
"I've thought about it, let's go to the Federation for our honeymoon..."
"I suddenly remembered that I still have an unfulfilled wish."
