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Chapter four hundred and fiftieth IX bitter break

"Well!"

Ryan was caring about Garona about her condition. The handsome orc suddenly covered her head in pain and squatted down.

"Garona?"

"Be careful, Your Majesty!"

Madias in the dark teleported behind Ryan with a shadow step, then turned his nimble steps to block Ryan. He had just seen a flash of murderous intent in Garona's eyes.

Everyone, including Kadega, saw Garona's strange eyes sometimes emitting red light and sometimes returning to normal.

"Deep spiritual hint!"

Kardga felt a chill in his heart. He knew how difficult this evil spell, known as the zombie of the thorn, was, and the person who was hit would probably be entangled with this spell for the rest of his life.

But Garona's performance at this time was somewhat beyond his expectations. People with strong wills could indeed resist the suggestion of spells to a certain extent, but Garona, who had suffered mental damage before, obviously did not meet this condition.

However, the reality is that Garona is still struggling and is not completely dominated by suggestive spells.

Losa pulled out the Great Royal Sword at his waist and stared at Garona with a heavy expression.

Although he was unwilling to attack his comrades who had just experienced a death battle, Garona's condition made him unable to feel at ease. Compared to his personal glory, he cared more about King Ryan's safety.

"Kadja, what's going on?"

Kadega shouted loudly, "Everyone should not act first, Garona's will is fighting against the spiritual hints in her mind, and don't stimulate her at this time."

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

The continued demonic whispers in his mind made Garona almost crazy, but another gentle voice that kept comforting her was soothing her gradually boiling thoughts like a clear stream.

With a slight recovery in mind, Garona knew she could not stay here anymore, at least she dared not stay by Ryan until she got rid of the hints in her mind.

Under the vigilant gaze of the royal guards around him, Garona disappeared in place, and a panic sound of footsteps extended out of the door, and soon there was no movement again.

Madias breathed a light breath, put down the dagger in his hand and said, "Your Majesty, she's gone."

Ryan said with a complicated expression, "I didn't expect Garona to be implied by a spell. If she had been more decisive just now, my life would probably be out of order."

His family knows his family affairs. Ryan is indeed not prepared for Garona before, and Madias's actions are half a beat slower. If Garona takes the opportunity to hand out the dagger, Ryan knows that he will definitely die.

"Father..."

Shocked by the sudden change, Prince Varian, who was listening next to the throne, asked in a confused look, "What's wrong with Sister Garona?"

"Nothing." Ryan smiled and touched his son's neatly combed black hair. "I believe Garona will definitely come back to us."

"His Majesty!"

An official wearing aristocratic costume strode into the fortress with joy, "There is good news! The Dark Night Republic on the other side of the sea sent envoys to our country, and they are willing to send reinforcements to us!"

Ryan was excited, but after calculating the time, he smiled bitterly and shook his head. "It's really good news, but unfortunately it's too late."

It is not possible to reach the seas in a short time. If you start from the Kalimdo continent, it will take at least 1-2 months even if the wind is calm. This is still the fastest time.

The orcs who are at the city will launch another attack within ten days at most, and reinforcements from the Dark Night Republic will never arrive in such a short time no matter what.

However, since the Night Elf has officially sent envoys to visit and in chaos, King Ryan still met Niyana at Storm Fortress.

"Dear King Ryan Wrien, I am Niana Xinghen, Ambassador of the Dark Night Republic, and I am honored to have your reception."

Ryan, who looked tired, reached out to caress her, "No need to be polite. As the ambassador saw, the Storm Kingdom was unable to fight again and was ready to lead the people to take refuge north by boat. The ambassador came at a bad time."

It was the first time she made an idea by herself, Niana was still a little nervous, but she remembered the words of her tutor before leaving and did not show her timidity.

Before coming, Niyana learned about the movements of the Storm Kingdom from Prischim's scouts. She was not surprised by Ryan's decision to evacuate her motherland.

"If His Majesty Ryan can hold on for about a month, the first batch of reinforcements from the Broken Islands will arrive, but..."

Ryan smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, Storm Kingdom can't hold on for another month. For the sake of the safety of the people, we must evacuate as soon as possible."

Niyana nodded in understanding, "Then I won't say much. Please allow me to go north with you. The naval fleet of the Dark Night Republic should come to escort our voyage on the way."

...

In fact, if the energy of the Well of Eternity is used, the night elves should be able to teleport an elite force with a small number of people to arrive at the East Continent in time.

However, the Supreme Council does not intend to expose the transcontinental army teleportation to other countries. This huge threatening method can easily arouse the vigilance and fear of the countries in Azeroth.

After all... no king is willing to wake up and find his royal city surrounded by sudden army.

Andrea did plan to resolve the Orc Rebellion as soon as possible, but time was not too urgent to have to come up with the trump card.

Due to the secret tricks laid in advance, Ryan was not assassinated by Garona, and the evacuation of the Storm Kingdom still maintained a relatively rigorous order.

The nobles panicked and applied to Ryan to take the first boarding ship. Ryan arranged for their first group to evacuate.

Losing territory and army, these nobles were like toothless tigers, and they could no longer see their arrogant attitude.

In comparison, as a king who is publicly recognized by the people and countries, even if Ryan is destroyed, he will still be respected by others.

Not to mention that he also holds an elite unit directly under the royal family, controlled by Anduin Lossa, and from any angle, it will crush the nobles who had previously made him very difficult.

Ryan recalled the issue of the Storm Kingdom aristocrats mentioned to him when his father Bairathern was a child.

‘Don’t you break it, you won’t be established… Heh~ I didn’t expect it to be broken in this painful way.’

Ryan's bitter smile made Queen Tariya, beside her, hold his hand tightly and convey her support to her husband in a silent way.

Holding his wife and son tightly, Ryan's face returned to his firmness.

"Stay!"

He took Varian's hand to the stern, and the burning flames and rolling smoke in Stormwind were still clearly visible.

This fire was not done by orcs who had not launched an attack, but by Ryan, who had executed the tactics of the Kanji field, ordered the fire to be set.

The orcs will not get any supplies from the Stormwind City where supplies are empty, and what they are destined to be a worthless ruin.

"Varian, remember what our country and capital look like in the end."

Ryan said seriously, "Sooner or later, we will regain our own home. Regardless of whether you are king or not, remember, we must rebuild this city into what we remember."

Varian was a little confused, "Father, why do you have to make it exactly the same?"

"You will understand slowly in the future."

Ryan said meaningfully, "Only in this way can the people who are lingering in the prosperous scenes of the north return to their hometown in their memory."
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