The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Don't dwell on the past, Jaina."

Following the "guidance" of the "Holy Light", Varian was forced to accept another outfit, with the "scar" tattooed on his face that was lovingly carved for him by his lover, and he tied his hair into a single ponytail and took five steps forward.

He came to the Kul Tiras princess who was a few years older than him, suppressed his fixed impression of the other princess who was a few years younger than him, and said slowly: "Everything in the past is in the past. We must look forward."

“We can’t change the past, but we can change the future.”

According to... Varian is now thirty years old. While he feels the ruthlessness of time towards the increasingly familiar "stranger" in front of him, he has also guessed something through the fragments of his recent experiences.

"I want to tell you that ignoring self-blame or guilt will never solve the problem."

As soon as Varian finished speaking, Rhonin pushed aside the stunned Vereesa and agreed, "Yes, Jaina."

"Even though we are gone, you... you still carry our thoughts."

Staring blankly at the female mage in front of him, Roning paused.

With the secret help of the Holy Light, the Drust ghosts easily found her when they were anxious.

She stood there silently, her eyes closed, her own shadow having long since vanished along with Arthas's.

"As long as you live, our will will always be with you."

Ever since Ronin realized that this accident was a time travel, and that his own self in this world would die in Theramore, a country he didn't know.

He was a little confused about this, just like when Vereesa learned that she was hated by her own people.

"Alliance... Azeroth still needs you to save it. Her plot will not succeed."

While walking and chatting with the people from the same world, he also got to know who she was, and couldn't help but feel a little impressed by the power of natural disasters.

Because of Sylvanas's identity, he couldn't call her by her name. After his lover understood what the Dark Queen had done, she would occasionally be stunned.

How could the old wolf king Gene and the other five keep their mouths shut? They only needed to talk occasionally, and there would always be a leak.

Judging from the part of the world's development that they revealed, "my" original future seemed to have changed a little... or a lot?

After a short period of thinking, Rhonin said to Jaina: "We are leaving, but you are still here. You have a heavy responsibility."

"Dwelling on the past is not a good thing, my friend."

Varian also responded to Ronin's words.

At this time, the two of them simultaneously pressed down the shoulders of the "phantom" who moved slightly, and said in unison: "Jaina, don't complain."

"We're all here, you're not alone."

They both pointed at the others and said, "Jaina, look who they are."

As Varian and Rhonin made way, the moment belonging to the "dead" temporarily ended with these last words.

First, Katherine came slowly with Tanred. She stroked Jaina's face and said, "My daughter, please forgive me."

"Please forgive me for not checking the truth and just believing others, naively thinking that we can stay out of this forever."

Hearing this, Jaina couldn't help but open her eyes, and looked at her mother with surprise in her blue eyes.

Taking off the captain's hat on his head, Tanred put it on his chest, revealing his fluffy golden hair and said, "Sister, I have come back after crossing the raging waves and the endless storm."

"I'm sorry I'm late... No, I just hope you're safe, my dear sister."

Jaina was a little surprised to see her younger brother, whom she had secretly gone back to see...but whose thick beard had disappeared.

At this time, Lord Lucia watched her niece struggle away and fly into Tiffin's arms.

As for the little kid who didn’t want to meet another mother, she shook her head and took a step forward and said to Jaina, “I’ve always wanted to see you again, Jaina.”

"But you never came back since that day."

"I have never seen you except in your portrait. Can you tell me why?"

Hearing Lucia's question, Jaina wanted to say something, but quickly closed her eyes and lowered her head, not daring to look at Lucia.

At this time, Genn came with Fadwen. He just nodded slightly to Jaina and didn't say much.

Taelia beside them was a little excited: "Lady Jaina, since we parted that day, we can finally meet again."

"I thought you should have your own... Sorry, you probably don't know me."

Remembering that she had only met Jaina once at the port, Taelia waved her hand and explained, "I am Taelia, Taelia Fordragon."

Before Jaina could express her surprise, Vereesa suddenly appeared, raised her hand to cover her forehead, and felt her warmth.

"Vereesa, I didn't expect you to be here..."

"Nothing is impossible, Jaina. I just feel a little emotional."

Shaking her head, Vereesa waved her hand and returned to Ronin. Her relationship with him was not as good as the other one.

Well, this is just a small thing I did for her who couldn't come here. What expression would she show when I go back and talk to her?

"But we're here, and that's enough, isn't it?"

"I can also have a brief reunion with Ronin because of this. Thank you, my friend."

Faced with Vereesa, who spoke casually, told lies all the time and looked at him affectionately, Roning wanted to refute but forced himself to hold back.

It was because Vereesa leaned her head towards his shoulder and whispered in his ear.

Isn't it just acting? I agreed to it for myself!

Well, Vereesa, no matter what happens next, I won't be surprised.

While Ronin was pretending to be away for a long time and hugging Vereesa with the same affection, Varian pushed a pair of aunt and nephew over.

At this moment, don't you two want to say a few words?

You asked me to wear this armor, but you didn't care, and you just hid there and refused to come out... Holy Light...

"Uh-huh! She's Aunt Tiffin."

With her back to Gianna, Christina said in a muffled voice who the beautiful aunt in front of her was.

"Jaina, long time no see."

Tiffin hid the blue light in the depths of her pupils for the little girl in her arms who refused to show her face. She smiled and stroked her long black waterfall hair, trying to ease the embarrassment.

I knew it, that look again.

Why do everyone look at me like... In some ways, I am... Yes, is it because I left too early? I shouldn't look like her...

"It makes me happy to see you grow...well."

As he spoke, Tiffin looked at the little girl in his arms again and made a decision.

She grabbed her niece who refused to let go from her arms and threw her towards Gianna: "She is Christina, why don't you take a good look at her."

Here, you can fly, so how can anything go wrong? Don't blame your aunt...

"Child, you look like..."

"My dear daughter, we can talk to her later when we have time."

Reaching out to grab her granddaughter who was about to run away, Katherine continued to hold Jaina's face and said softly: "Now, more importantly, forgive yourself. We should go home."

"Okay, mother... everyone, thank you."

Although it was unclear whether all this was an illusion or real, Jaina still hugged her family members sincerely.

Her family consists of Catherine, Lucia, Tanred, and Christina (a little girl who feels very friendly).

When Catherine gathered her four relatives together and the nightmare around them gradually shattered, and when Gollak and other Drust tried every possible means and were furious, five people came from the outside world.

The team, led by a Kul Tiras green-armored captain, heard Daelin's shadow saying, "My daughter, are you still not awake?" as soon as they came in.

"Will you not stop until those beasts... kill all the people around you who are familiar with you?"

After saying this, he looked at the intruders who had broken their formation.

Therefore, they revealed their true faces and stared coldly at the five living people with different equipment in front of them, "How dare you ruin the good deeds of us Drust."

Even if you don't know why you were resurrected... Meredith Waycrest, you will pay for this, and it would be even better if you could tell us the key to your resurrection.

"I'm sorry, but my father wouldn't talk to me like that."

"Drust, our patience is limited, just like yours."

Pinching out the black and white aura of death in her hand, Jaina in green military uniform raised her head, twirled the captain's hat in her hand, and said coldly: "Since you insist on doing this, we will send you to where you should go."

Facing the scattered Drust souls who raised their weapons in front of her, she put on her hat firmly and waved her hand, saying, "Let's go together. They actually cursed me and even dared to look us in the face!"

Before she finished her words, she danced with the silver-blue spear in her hand, stepped into the air, and kept up with the rhythm of the team.

"Wait for me!"

"Sister, first come, first served."

Stepping on the vines released by her father, Lucia took advantage of the force to leap forward, responding to her sister who called out "slowly" behind her.

She drew out the two emerald green swords from her waist, put them together, and used the whirlwind slash that Arthur and Everly had taught her temporarily, killing the two ghosts in one turn.

At this moment, vines from fatherly love grew wildly from the ground and surrounded the two unlucky guys.

They shook slightly, and there was no sound, and the vines drilled back into the ground and entangled other enemies.

As she spun with her sword, four bullets from her mother helped her fight off a ghost who was trying to attack her.

"Lucia, you haven't adapted to your current strength yet, don't rush too fast."

The two flags pierced the soul of the sneak attack, and Everly couldn't help but persuade.

If everyone was as reckless as you, we would have been finished long ago.

"Okay, Uncle Everly, I'll pay attention next time."

Thinking of how she had “killed all around” along the way and how she had followed them to eat soup, Lucia had no choice but to pretend to understand.

I finally persuaded Sister Jaina to give me multiple blessings, but why can't I do it... She is obviously just a mage, and I am a warrior!

"Drink!"

As if she had heard Lucia's thoughts, Jaina shouted in time to respond to her.

"Goodbye, enemies who want to deceive me, I will never back down!"

She pierced the circle of enemies around her with a single shot, which happened to include the former Phantom of Daelin, now the Drust Ghost.

"call!"

Putting away the gun and standing up, taking a deep breath, Master Guarantee Jaina looked at her childhood self in front of her, feeling very confused.

The other self seems to be a little too young. What’s going on?

"Lucia, you still have a long way to go if you want to be like me."

So, just when she saw everyone finishing off the Drust ghosts that appeared nearby, she decided not to think about it anymore, turned around and looked at her good sister who refused to admit defeat, and taught her personally.

"You have to understand that I have grown to where I am now because of what I have experienced... Lucia, what's wrong with you?"