One Hundred and Eleven Years of the Dark Portal, Winter.

A week before the Winter Curtain Festival, a far-reaching event occurred in the northern border of the eastern continent.

The Grand Duchess of the Northern Territory of the Human Empire and the Duke of Lordaeron, Lady Calia Menethil, contracted a cold when she went out to patrol the borders. She fell ill after returning to the court in Lordaeron. There are rumors that the Church of the Holy Light

His Majesty Pope Patrick therefore urgently returned from the front line of the eternal bloody battle to personally diagnose the illness of the Grand Duchess, and the conclusion he reached was really not optimistic.

The Archduchess, who is already 124 years old this year, once again rejected the church's request for a light casting ceremony. She longed to welcome the moment of her death calmly like a dying mortal.

The entire city of Lordaeron, even Northern Xinjiang, and even the Human Empire have fallen into a sad situation. In the past few days, dignitaries from all walks of life have appeared in an endless stream in the capital of Northern Xinjiang.

People who came to visit the Grand Duchess, but only those with the most distinguished status among them were eligible to be invited to the palace.

This is not only because the Grand Duchess is a sincere believer who does not like extravagant court interactions and has always adhered to a simple and people-friendly style throughout her life, but also because the Grand Duchess's physical condition is deteriorating.

She really doesn't have that much energy to receive so many guests.

And this constant stream of visits continued until His Majesty the Emperor Varian Wrynn brought his first heir, Ms. Miathas Menethil Proudmoore, from the expedition to the Fel Kingdom.

It reaches its peak when returning from the battlefield.

No one in the human empire does not know how close the personal relationship between His Majesty the Emperor and Grand Duchess Calia is. His Majesty the Emperor regards the Grand Duchess as his eldest sister, whether in public or in private, and the Emperor's eldest sister

He also clearly stood by his younger brother in the political storm that pushed the imperial power to its peak when the Seven Kingdoms were reduced to imperial dominions.

It can be said that these two almost legendary figures are perfect examples of the real existence of royal family ties.

Although the political storm that almost triggered civil war in various countries was already a thing of the past seventy years, it would only appear in the occasional chats of the old men. The young people did not care about these old things at all. They just read them in history textbooks.

They have learned this knowledge, and now they just fanatically worship His Majesty the Emperor who is about to abdicate and take over the power of natural disasters.

But in these years, whenever His Majesty the Emperor went on an expedition, Grand Duchess Calia and several other Grand Dukes would jointly govern to maintain the internal affairs of the empire. Moreover, His Majesty the Emperor officially announced fifteen years ago that the Grand Duchess's only son would be the heir to the Empire.

It is enough to show that heavy politics has not affected this family relationship that is not connected by blood.

However, people often know only the minutiae of real history. For these legendary figures, there are always some details that are ignored or deliberately concealed behind these generally correct stories.

"Commander of the Imperial Fleet, Admiral, Her Excellency Jaina Proudmoore, Grand Duchess of Kul Tiras, has arrived!"

Amid the solemn chant-like voice of the palace attendant, Lady Jaina, wearing a blue and white navy commander's robe, strode forward accompanied by her husband Arthas Menethil.

Walked into this ancient palace.

The little princess back then is no longer young.

One hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the little girl who once followed her brother and witnessed the changes in the world now has white hair, but there is a strand of playful blond hair in the white hair, which represents her identity and bloodline.

But as one of the most powerful spellcasters in Azeroth and even the stars, her appearance still maintains the most beautiful charm of the mature era, and besides her beauty, there is also a heavy aura that people dare not look directly at.

momentum.

Even though she is a 113-year-old "grandma", Ms. Gianna still ranks on the "Empire Beauty Ranking" that is selected annually by the public.

However, for ancient blood descendants like the Proudmoore family, their pure ancient human blood allows them to easily live to about one hundred and fifty years old. Coupled with the magical blessing of being a near-god caster, Jaina

Today's age is basically considered "in the prime of life". Just like her swordsman husband beside her, who also has gray hair but is still upright, they still have a lot of time to enjoy life.

Well, actually, these two Azeroth (this chapter is not finished yet!)

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The famous "Immortal Couple" has just returned from a vacation in the world of Draenor, and they plan to have another child in the next few years.

Although they already have seven sons and three daughters, what should I say? Their relationship as husband and wife is probably still full of passion like young people.

"aunt".

When Jaina walked into the outer hall of Grand Duchess Calia's palace with her staff in hand, a blonde girl sat on the sofa with her back straight like the best knight, and was unwilling to take off her armor even when resting.

He stood up and bowed his head to Jaina very solemnly.

"Mia Sass..."

Jaina and her husband looked at each other.

She stepped forward quickly and looked at the face of the female knight in front of her. This was a face that would make everyone in the Proudmoore family feel amazing.

Especially Jaina and Arthas, every time they see this face they will think of the guy who has become a myth.

And this girl named "Miathas" indeed combines all the advantages of the Menethil family and the Proudmoore family. She not only has the beautiful facial contours of the Grand Duchess Calia, but also has the iconic sea blue color.

Her eyes are as gentle as those of a lover, especially her blond hair, which is like casting of gold.

The girl in front of me is already a hundred years old...

But time has left no trace on her body at all.

Everyone who sees her will be infected by the perfect temperament of this imperial heir, but the most attractive thing about her is not her face or eyes, or her indescribably exaggerated and perfect figure, but her backside

The "uniquely decorated pair of wings folded behind the special armor like a cloak.

Well, the real wings are not twisted creations of alienated life forms, nor are they weird creatures created by crazy magicians or druids. This child was born in this palace on a stormy night a hundred years ago.

At that time, there was such a pair of white, wide and impressive wings.

For this reason, she was enthusiastically called "Angel Princess" by the people of the empire.

But only those closest to Miassas know that this noble-born girl actually doesn't like these unique things about herself.

"Your Majesty is talking to mother, you may have to wait a moment."

Mia Sas's face was expressionless, with a hint of worry and exhaustion, and he said to his aunt and uncle:

"Uncle Tanred was painting the last portrait for my mother there. My mother said that she hoped that she could have her last painting left in this palace. In addition, my mother also told me that when he dies, I will let my uncle come back and inherit this palace.

."

"What do I need this palace for?"

Alsace, who had white hair and a beard and was as imposing as a sword in a sheath, curled his lips and said:

"It's full of the smell of decay. After my sister passes away, I will open this place to the public, or donate it to become a school for the orphans of the empire. Speaking of which, it's already this time, hasn't your father come back yet?"

As soon as Alsace finished speaking, his wife used her magic hand to pinch her lower back hard, causing the Imperial Sword Master to grin in pain.

You're over a hundred years old, but you still can't learn not to talk nonsense, right?

Sure enough, when Alsace said the word "father", Mia Sas's face, which was originally expressionless, turned even more ugly. She clenched her fists, and even the white wings behind her back were slightly opened in anger.

Open some.

She gritted her teeth and whispered:

"That damn man had better never come back, otherwise I will kill him with a sword!"

"Miasa shut up!"

Jaina's expression changed slightly, and she scolded:

"The person you claim to kill with a sword is your father, the love of your mother's life, my brother, a Moki of the Empire, and the protector of countless civilizations in Azeroth.

His followers are spread all over the world and even among the stars.

Your words will trigger an unnecessary storm as soon as they are spread. Countless people will lose their lives because of your unintentional words, and even the eternal bloody war that has just settled down will be stirred up again.

You don't have to like him!

But you have to respect him.

"What Grand Duke Jaina said is absolutely correct, Your Highness."

A cold voice like a ghost (this chapter is not over yet!)

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The same thing appeared next to the three distinguished men. In the entanglement of shadows, an old man with white hair, bowed at the waist, wearing assassin robes and covering his face, appeared quietly.

In a tone of typical respect and persuasion, he said to the angry heir to the empire:

"That adult has an open mind. Chi may not care that his favorite daughter is so hostile to her, but as the future emperor of the empire, you should learn to control this out-of-control anger.

After all, as the Minister of Intelligence, I am also a believer in that gentleman. I want to be loyal to you, but I must also be loyal to my faith.

You shouldn't have said such disrespectful words on such an occasion."

"Master Xiaoer, just think of me as asking you not to interfere, okay?"

Jaina rubbed her forehead and said with an annoyed look:

"This is a family matter, don't elevate it to the level of an empire."

"I understand, Your Excellency."

The old man Xiao, who looked as if he could be knocked down by a gust of wind, grinned, showing that he had lost several teeth. He said meaningfully:

"It can be a family conflict.

But Your Highness must realize her problem. Her father has never left her, but she stubbornly believes that her father is a loser."

"Why can't I say that?"

Miassas has always been a steady successor and an extremely talented paladin. She has become a legend at the age of twenty and entered the realm of demigods at the age of forty. Now before her 100th birthday is approaching, she has already touched it.

The concept of Godhead.
To be continued...