Because there is absolutely no possibility of coexisting in this continent between Lordaeron and the Undead Natural Scourge!

"I don't know either……"

"In fact, Lord Uther and the others don't know. Maybe it's because the undead have some new conspiracy? But it doesn't matter. Now the whole city is on guard and the soldiers are on their posts. I think no matter what the undead want to do, they will definitely not be able to make in."

"Because we have more than 50,000 soldiers in our city of Lordaeron, Dalaran and Eagle Nest Mountain will continue to support us, and Kazmodan is also sending reinforcements. As long as we persist in defending, there should be no big problem."

Although Hermione said this, the ideal situation is: they Lordaeron threw away most of the East, West Plagueland and Tirisfalinland, and hoped that the undead natural disasters would not rush around, and were so focused on fighting with them in the Lordaeron City?

Once the undead surrounded Lordaeron, other forces, such as the terrifying number of hundreds of thousands of undeads spreading from Stantholm, once they went south from the Western Plagueland to the Ultratown, Hillsbrad Hills, Silver Pine Forest and even the Alas Heights, Lordaeron would probably be completely finished!

However, although Hermione had heard of such a terrible thing from Uther and his military demonstration, she would not be so stupid that she would casually say such bad information in front of Galia at this time, so as not to attack the last heir of the Minaishire royal family.

"I hope..."

"I won't talk about those things anymore. I don't understand them anyway... Hermione, please accompany me while there is still time. Otherwise, once the fight starts, you, Lordaeron's countess, will go to the battlefield. I really can't bear to leave!"

After barely pushing out an ugly smile from her sad face, Princess Galia, or the queen, who could be said to be the queen, took the other party's hand and continued to wander in the garden of the Lordaeron Palace, which she was extremely familiar with.

This is where she grew up, watching the grass and wood here grow up with her, so even though Uther and Garythers wanted her to retreat to the safer Dalaran more than once, she firmly refused.

Because she is Jalia Minaiheil, the acting queen of the Kingdom of Lordaeron! When her younger brother Arthas died for his country and when her father fell on the throne, the last member of the royal family must shoulder her responsibilities. She will definitely stay in the palace with the soldiers until the last moment. Even if she cannot fight with the soldiers, she will stay firmly in the palace, so that the banner of the royal badge of Minaiheil will always fly at the top of the palace castle!

"Actually I'm used to it..."

"Sister Jalia, you may not believe it. I am no longer afraid of the undead, and I don't have many nightmares anymore. I can basically face all kinds of battles calmly."

Yes, after going through so much and fighting almost every day, if Hermione hadn't made any progress, she would definitely not have lived to this day.

The only thing that made her feel a little regretful was that Crum, Fleur and Harry who came with her...

Now, sometimes, even she finds it a little funny, because she seems to have forgotten the Hogwarts Magic School, the classmates and even her own parents... Everything is like a dream at the same time, and what she is experiencing now is real?

“!!”

"Who are you? Why are you here?!"

Just now, the two of them held hands and often didn't go far in the depths of the palace garden. Suddenly, Hermione picked out her wand and pointed it at the man in front of them who was standing in front of them with his back to them and stopped in front of a cluster of violet flowers and shouted and warned.

Because Hermione is very sure that in the palace, except for the guards, maids, and palace housekeepers, the guy in front who turned his back to them and didn't know what he was fiddling with should never appear here at this time!

"Please don't be nervous..."

"I have no malice, are you right? My dear Princess Jalia Minaihill?"

Hearing Hermione's warning and feeling the surging magic power on Hermione's body and the wand, the strange man chuckled, then spread his hands, turned around, and quipped at Galia's slightly nervous and defensive.

"ah!!"

"Who are you……"

"His Excellency Lord Presto?!!"

After seeing the man with beautiful straight black hair and black eyes, Jalia widened her eyes and covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise.

Because she knew who that person was, the other party was the handsome, polite and talented Lord Daval Presto, whom her father, King Tenaris, insisted on betrothing her to the Lord!
Chapter completed!