Once the admiral knew it, he would come thousands of miles away with his sword and cut off Jaina's head with his own hands, the ultimate secret.
Because of this, in the near future, Jaina will use the help of the tribe to get rid of her father and avoid future troubles in the interest of peace between the alliance and the tribe.
Robbie couldn't guess what the secret was.
But that didn't stop Robbie from threatening Gianna with this secret.
"Ms. Gianna, I think you have misunderstood. His Highness the Prince does not care about your romantic affairs. To a noble lady, these are just innocuous trivial matters. Do you think we will risk looking for you because of trivial matters?
Negotiation? What His Highness the Prince knows is a real secret, a secret that your father is very concerned about."
"I don't know what you're talking about?" Gianna tried her best to deny it, but her expression couldn't hold it in anymore.
"No, you know what I'm talking about." Robbie pretended to be profound.
"Impossible." Gianna's face turned pale and she said with a trembling voice, "Obviously no one knows."
"If you don't know what to do, you have to do it yourself, Ms. Gianna, you probably don't know that when you are particularly tired, you will occasionally talk in your sleep." Robbie meant something and talked nonsense without leaving any trace.
Jaina quickly covered her mouth, staring at Robbie for a long time with a look of surprise on her face.
"We don't know each other."
"Of course I don't know you. To tell you the truth, in Kul Tiras, we bribed many members of the upper class. As you know, the upper class has great ostentation and requires a lot of expenses. Many dilapidated nobles are willing to sell some lace.
News, to maintain a decent and prosperous life, occasionally mixed with very valuable news."
Jaina looked pale and said bitterly:
"Is it Sophia, or Alexia? Is it Lisa, that bitch? I have suspected her for a long time."
I see, there is a lot of confidence here. It sounds like they are all aristocratic women.
Robbie glanced at the pinto and cheese on the table and said seriously:
"You don't need to know who leaked the news. If you don't want a secret letter to fly to your father's desk, you'd better cooperate with us. Our requirements are not high. We only need to enter Andorhal on a full moon night. A
Time is enough, don't worry, this secret will disappear forever."
Jaina bit her lip, her eyes kept moving, she was hesitant.
"Don't think that the Guardian will protect you. I think you should know very well that in the Guardian's heart, you don't have too much weight. He probably won't care about your housework." Robbie added.
"Okay, I promise you, on a full moon night, I will rearrange patrols to leave you a gap."
Jaina seemed to have made up her mind, but also warned: "But this is the last time. If you threaten me with this secret again, I would rather break up with my father and never return to Kul Tiras."
"Haha, don't worry. When you become the Queen of Lordaeron and can be on an equal footing with your father, your father will not be able to threaten you. Goodbye, future Queen Jaina, I hope we can have a happy cooperation."
Robbie and Alsace left the small and chic manor. Alsace was confused:
"Robbie, do you know more about Gianna than I do?"
"You misunderstood, Your Highness the Prince." Robbie said with a smile: "These are all guesses. Reasonable inferences based on Gianna's micro-expression. Gianna is so obsessed with power, which proves that she has urgent needs in her heart."
Alsace frowned, thought about it carefully, and said in an uncertain tone:
"Jaina's brother Derek Proudmoore died in the Second Orc War when his ship was attacked and burned to death by a red dragon enslaved by the tribe. The fact that the Red Dragon Queen was enslaved by the orcs is full of mystery.
Even Dalaran only sent out the most incompetent mage Ronin at the time. This was obviously a perfunctory effort. You must know that Crassus, the consort of the Red Dragon Queen, is obviously one of the six-person council members. Dalaran is all-powerful.
It’s not too much to try your best to save the Red Dragon Queen.”
"In other words, the death of Gianna's brother could be a conspiracy?" Robbie asked in surprise: "I wonder what role Gianna played in it? How old was she at that time?"
"Not only Jaina's brother, but also Jaina's father almost died in that battle." Arthas squinted his eyes and sneered: "Nobles rarely have family ties, and power is the greatest temptation in the world.
"
How many unknown secrets are hidden in the tumultuous history of Azeroth?
Arthas breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, we can see Kel'Thuzad on a full moon night. As long as we know Medivh's weakness, Lordaeron may have a chance to turn around."
Robbie glanced at the dark night sky and shook his head: "No, Prince Alsace, we won't go there on a full moon night."
Alsace was a little confused and stared at Robbie in confusion: "Robbie, to be honest, I don't quite understand."
"I just figured it out."
Robbie said with a serious expression:
"Why did Kel'Thuzad make an appointment with you on a full moon night in public? This is a conspiracy. Without this reason, how could the Knights of the Silver Hand, Thrall's orc army, and Sylvanas' elven rangers gather together?
In Andorhal?"
"You mean, Stratholme?"
The lords of Lordaeron converged on Stratholme, and this military fortress gathered more and more people and materials.
"It turns out that I'm not the chosen one, it's just an excuse and a cover."
Alsace smiled to himself.
"Your Highness, almost everything in the world is achieved by oneself. Fate never chooses a certain person, only people choose their destiny." Robbie said.
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Full moon night, Andorhal.
Jaina arranged everything early, but unfortunately she didn't wait for the person who was coming.
It was almost dawn before Thrall, Uther, Saurfang and others emerged from their hiding places.
Not far away, the humans, orcs, and high elves who had been lying in wait all night all yawned with tired faces, showing complaints and dissatisfaction.
Thrall jumped up in anger and angrily asked Jaina: "Damn it, didn't you say Arthas would show up? Why didn't we see anything? Not a single person!"
Jaina's face also changed. The morning mist made her look pale, and she panicked: "We made an appointment, but there must have been a flaw in your ambush, which allowed Arthas to see the flaw."
When it comes to trying to shirk responsibility, Gianna never gives in.
"You damn little human girl, you must be secretly colluding with Arthas." Thrall opened his hand to grab Jaina, but Jaina quickly dodged.
"I understand, from beginning to end, this was a planned conspiracy."
Uther still kept his mind clear and analyzed carefully:
"First at the Black Mist Fortress, Kel'Thuzad deliberately made an appointment with Arthas to meet in Andorhal on a full moon night. Then three tauren came as envoys and fabricated the prophecy of Frostmourne, allowing us to
Alsace has attracted attention, and the purpose of all this is to drag us back to Andorhal."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's kill Stratholme together." Thrall said fiercely.
The thundering war drums suddenly sounded, and ancient war songs echoed in the sky above Andorhal.
"Faith in light, desire for power
Loyalty to justice, yearning for hometown,
Our noble blood flows,
We are the people of Lordaeron.
Lordaeron, my hometown.
Blood and sorrow, life and death.
Face the enemy, march forward to the death, and be with Lordaeron.
......."
"What song is this?" Sal asked in panic.
"War Hymn of Lordaeron." Jaina replied timidly.
The earth was trembling, and undead souls that could not be seen beyond the horizon were gathering in the direction of Andorhal from all directions.
The revenge of the undead has begun. (To be continued)