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Chapter 227 Tirion Fordring

The sky clears, and you can see some suns vaguely. Although it only affects a small area, it is also precious. Since the undead rage, clouds, light rain, moderate rain, heavy rain, this is the climate of the entire Lordaeron old place. Old Fording hasn't known how long it has been since he saw the serious sun, and his heart is full of sadness for a moment.

For yourself, for your homeland, and even more for the holy light!

"Little girl, I don't know who told you about me, but you are destined to have a waste of time. I am just an ordinary old man now and can't provide you with any help. You should go find someone else."

Old Fordine stood in front of the door, not ready to greet her in the house, in an unquestionable tone.

Vanessa smiled at him, and the smile surprised Old Fording.

As the great lord of Lordaeron, his son is in his thirties. Old Fordine has seen many beautiful women in his life. Among them, more than a dozen of them are more beautiful than Vanessa, but none of them can have such a smile.

The Paladin is not a monk. Old Fording has seen the charm and brightness of a woman's smile, and the heroic and wisdom of a woman's smile, but he has never seen a woman who can smile so purely, as if it is a smile from the heart without any modification.

Vanessa was really happy. She seemed to be standing there calmly, but in fact, in order to pretend to be like this in front of Old Fording, she spent nearly half of her natural power in her body.

The efforts are rewarding. She communicated with nature at a certain moment before. Nature recognized her and placed hope for her. The feeling was like a five or six-year-old child who was praised by his elders. He was excited, happy, excited, and many beautiful emotions gathered in his heart.

She smiled brightly: "Lord Tyrio Fording, please don't refuse first. I am Hope Vanessa Struy Minaisheil. In order to revive Lordaeron, I need your help, Lordaeron needs your help."

Sure enough, Old Fording was shocked by this surname and her purpose, and he didn't know how to reply for a while.

After pausing for a few seconds, he asked hesitantly: "What is your relationship with the Royal Family of Lordaeron?"

"Galia is my sister."

Old Ford looked her up and down this time, mainly to estimate her age. Could it be that she was the illegitimate daughter of Terenas II? This matter involves the king's privacy. As a vassal, he was not easy to ask, nor could he ask.

Only then did Old Fording recall the last sentence she said, reviving Lordaeron!

The people of the Minaishire family want to revive Lordaeron? There is nothing to say about this, there is nothing wrong with the procedure.

The thoughts in his mind were full of twists and turns. He didn't like politics, but he didn't understand politics. At such an old age, he was not a young man. He screamed after shouting a few slogans. He had to think about a lot of things.

"Your Highness, please go into the house and talk in detail." He wanted to leave more time for himself to think.

Vanessa didn't plan to waste time. She wanted to cut the mess quickly and put Old Fording into the car first, and prepared several backup plans for this.

"Great Lord, as the sole representative of His Highness Galia Minaishire, on behalf of the Royal Family of Lordaeron, I declare you innocent, and all previous prosecutions are invalid. You can regain your reputation at any time and anywhere."

Old Fording was once convicted of taking in orc Itrig. Uther personally presided over the ceremony and deprived him of his holy light. This incident was very sensational at the beginning. After all, Tirio Fording was one of the five Paladins. His behavior seriously deviated from the values ​​of the alliance at that time. This matter is not a secret within the alliance.
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