: Section 20: Who is the smart man

Eastern kingdom continent, silver pine forest, on the open space by the main road.
The breeze at night is a little cool, and with the breeze, there will be waves of rotten odor from time to time.
The campfire in the middle of the camp was burning sullenly, making a crackling noise, the crowd sitting around was extremely silent, no one thought to speak.
On the other side of the camp, the golden energy light was slowly dissipating. Princess Kalia took a long breath and stood up, tightly covering the thick fur cape embroidered with the logo of Lordaeron.
"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, I feel much better."
A man who looked strong but was tortured by malaria struggled to sit up and bowed his head to Carlia.
Kaliya nodded, turned and left, and continued to the next patient's position.
She is a priest of the Holy Light, under Alonsos Fao, Archbishop of the Holy Light of Lordaeron.
As a member of the royal line, Kalia received the best education from her childhood. After discovering the affinity of the Holy Light, the old King Terenas sent Kalia to the Holy Light Cathedral for further study.
When the Lord Presto blatantly played Lordaeron and greatly affected his reputation, Terenas ’first reaction was not angry because Lordaeron ’s majesty was provoked, but rather Because Presto played with his daughter's feelings, the old king did not hesitate to make Alterac a ruin and fought a loss-making war.
Maybe Terenas is not a good king, but he is undoubtedly a good father.
Thinking of this, Kalia's nose was sour.
But it's all over, his brother Alsace personally killed the kind father, destroyed the kingdom, and all the good times that once were drifting away with the wind.
And now. . . These refugees all count on themselves.
But I can't do it myself. . .
His holy light saved one patient after another, but Kalia knew very well that this is an endless journey of confusion, he could not save everyone at all, and every day serious sick refugees returned to the West and brought them before death. With endless pain.
And those who are infected with the plague of the Scourge, the Holy Light can only purify them, not cure them.
When the captain of the guard cut off the heads of the dead with a long sword to prevent them from turning into undead, Kaliya felt a despair filled her heart.
They were all good people during their lifetime. They were all the simple people of Lordaeron. Maybe they were farmers, maybe horsemen, or maybe they were running merchants, but they were all good people without exception.
And now, they have either become bloodthirsty zombies, or a cold headless body.
Is there any hope for Lordaeron?
Kaliya ’s evacuation team expanded along the way. A large number of refugees joined their team and gathered under the ruined Lord Lordaeron. They still chose to believe the Menethil family, or maybe they could only choose to believe Too.
The captain of the bodyguard told Kalia his thoughts, he planned to take the team to Fenris Island, and then settled there, and took rest and preparation.
Then. . . This team will be turned into a messenger of vengeance, and under the leadership of Princess Carlia, the last member of the Menethil family, will form the Lordaeron Army.
Kaliya was silent for a long time, and then showed an extremely unconfident look, shaking her head non-stop.
"I can't do it. I'm not a father, nor am I Alsace ... I ... I don't understand this."
The captain of the guard immediately comforted her softly, cheered her up, and told her that she could or must.
And. . . He will also help Kalia do all this. He is responsible for military matters. Kalia only needs to be inspiring and unite the people.
Finally, Princess Kalia said that she would consider carefully, and the captain of the bodyguard left with satisfaction.
Kalia looked at the back of the captain of the bodyguard, and her previous unconfident and helpless look disappeared.
Maybe I was stupid and naive, maybe I was just a princess pampered in a greenhouse, maybe I was desperate and scared at the moment, but the blood of General Lord Luodan still flows in his own veins.
The Menethil family will not tolerate the control of outsiders and thus aerial lords.
The next day, the team continued their journey and continued along the main road of Yinsong Forest.
The ferry terminal to Fenris Island is not far away.
And the beginning of everything will unfold at the dock.
The evacuation team found several ferries nearby and was ready to start crossing the lake the next day to reach Fenris Island in the middle of the lake.
After nightfall, the helpless Kalia called the captain of the guard to her tent.
The captain of the guard readily obeyed, and he took care of his image.
Helpless women in desperation want a warm and powerful support, don't they?
Compared with those idiots who try to the princess, the wise man's approach is naturally not so superficial.
In the tent, Kalia elegantly handed the captain of the body a glass of wine, which was found by the evacuation team in the town of Chebossel during the day.
The captain of the guard looked at Kalia, who was wearing a white palace dress, and covered her mind in the deepest part.
"I haven't formally thanked you yet. You are a loyal knight. In the midst of Lordaeron's distress, he still stood up and rescued me from that terrible hell."
"You have won the prize, Your Royal Highness, I am the palace guard, protecting your safety is my first duty."
Kaliya sniffed a few words, and looked faintly soft under the dim candlelight.
She leaned up and stood in front of the captain of the bodyguard, who could feel the princess breathing.
"I will protect you, and lead the army of the Restoration for you, me ... uh ..."
Before he finished, the captain of the bodyguard felt a sharp pain in his heart.
In order to enjoy a wonderful night with Her Royal Highness this time, he specially wore a formal dress and did not wear the usual armor.
Looking down, a delicate female dagger was inserted into his heart, and the thin wavy blade shattered his heart.
"Then why do you want to control everything, my guard captain."
Watching the captain of the guard slowly fall to the ground, Kalia still left tears.
Not for this dying person ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but for his own experience and current situation.
"The Menethil family always holds power ..."
This is a sentence that my father often teaches himself.
Maybe he was never the ruler's material, maybe he didn't know anything about the military, but he would not tolerate becoming a delicate vase of decorative nature and a fertility tool to dilute the blood of the Menethil family.
The Holy Light can't save himself. . . Only you can save yourself.
Kaliya can feel that the Holy Light is leaving him, as a holy priest, and at the same time as a last member of the Menethil family, there are too many conflicts among them.
But while the Holy Light weakened, there seemed to be a new power to look after himself.
It was a sharp dawn dawn, it was whispering to itself, it was a force that could save itself.

The high sky above the camp, two eternal dragons covering their bodies are watching this.
"Do you want to stop? The princess seems to have done something she shouldn't do, the Holy Light is leaving her."
Eonus thought for a moment and shook the huge dragon head.
"No, just watch it change."
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