Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

"Well!"

Ryan was caring about her condition to Garona, when the handsome half-orc suddenly covered his head in pain and squatted down.

"Garona?"

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

In the dark, Mathias teleported behind Ryan with a shadow step, and then deftly turned his steps to block Ryan. He just saw a flash of killing intent in Garona's eyes.

Everyone, including Khadgar, saw Garona's strange eyes that sometimes glowed red and sometimes returned to normal.

"Deep spiritual suggestion!"

Khadgar felt a chill in his heart. He knew how difficult this evil spell, known as tarsus maggots, was, and those who got caught would probably be entangled by this spell for the rest of their lives.

But Garona's performance at this time was somewhat beyond his expectations. People with a strong will can indeed resist the hints of spells to a certain extent, but Garona, who had suffered mental trauma before, obviously did not have this condition.

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

Lothar drew out the big royal sword from 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 together, Garona's state made him feel uneasy. Compared with his personal glory, he cared more about King Lane's safety.

"Khadgar, what's the matter?"

Khadgar reminded loudly, "Everyone don't act yet, Garona's will is fighting against the spiritual suggestion in her head, don't stimulate her at this time."

"Ahhh!!"

The demonic whispers that kept coming from her head made Garona almost go crazy, but another gentle voice that kept comforting her calmed her gradually boiling thoughts like a clear stream.

With a slight recovery of sanity, Garona knew that she could no longer stay here, at least she didn't dare to stay by Ryan's side until she got rid of the hints in her mind.

Under the vigilant gaze of the surrounding royal guards, Garona disappeared on the spot, and a burst of panicked footsteps extended to the door, and soon there was no more movement.

Mathias breathed a sigh of relief, put down the dagger in his hand and said, "Your Majesty, she has left."

Ryan said with a complicated expression, "I didn't expect Garona to be hinted by a spell. If she had been more decisive just now, my life might have been lost."

My family knew about my own family affairs. Ryan did not have any precautions against Garona before, and Mathias's action was also half a beat slow. If Garona took the opportunity to hand out the dagger, Ryan knew that he would definitely die.

"Father..."

Startled by the sudden turn of events, Prince Varian, who was listening by the throne, asked in a daze, "What's wrong with Sister Garona?"

"It's 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 in noble attire strode into the fortress with a smile on his face, "Good news! The Republic of Darkness across the sea has sent envoys to our country, and they are willing to send us reinforcements!"

Ryan lifted his spirits, but after counting the time, he smiled wryly and shook his head, "It's indeed good news, but unfortunately it came too late."

It is not a short time for an army to cross the sea. If they start from the Kalimdor continent, it will take at least 1-2 months even if the weather is calm. This is the fastest time.

The orcs approaching the city would attack again within ten days at the most, and it was impossible for the reinforcements from the Dark Night Republic to arrive in such a short period of time anyway.

However, since the night elves officially sent envoys to visit, King Ryan still received Niyana at Stormwind Stronghold during the chaos.

"Respected King Ryan Wrynn, I am Niyana Starscar, Ambassador of the Night Republic, and it is a great honor to be received by you."

Ryan with a tired face stretched out his hand to caress, "There is no need to be too polite. As the ambassador saw, the Kingdom of Stormwind is unable to fight any more, and is preparing to lead the people to take refuge northward by boat. The ambassador came at an inopportune time."

It was the first time she made up her own mind, and Niyana was still a little nervous, but she remembered what her mentor said before she left, and she didn't show timidity on the outside.

Niyana had learned about the Stormwind Kingdom's movements from Prism's scouts before she came, and she wasn't surprised by Ryan's decision to evacuate the motherland.

"If His Majesty Ryan can persist for another month or so, the first batch of reinforcements from the Broken Isles will arrive, but..."

Ryan said with a wry smile, "Yes, the Kingdom of Stormwind can't hold on for another month. For the safety of the people, we must evacuate as soon as possible."

Niyana nodded understandingly, "Then I won't say more, please allow me to go north with everyone, the navy fleet of the Dark Night Republic should come to escort our voyage along the way."

...

In fact, if the energy of the Well of Eternity is used, the night elves should be able to send a small elite army to the Eastern Continent in time.

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

After all... No king would like to wake up to find his royal city surrounded by troops that suddenly appeared.

Andrea really intends to solve the orc chaos as soon as possible, but the time is not so tight that he has to turn over his cards.

Due to the hidden hands laid in advance, Ryan was not assassinated by Garona, and the evacuation of the Stormwind Kingdom maintained a relatively strict order.

The nobles panicked and applied to Ryan to board the ship first, and Ryan arranged for them to evacuate first.

Having lost their territory and army, these nobles are like toothless tigers, and they can no longer see their previous high-spirited attitude.

In contrast, as a king publicly recognized by the people and countries, Ryan will still be respected even if the country is broken.

Not to mention that he still holds an elite army directly under the royal family, controlled by Anduin Lothar, no matter from any angle, he has formed a crushing trend against the nobles who made him very difficult before.

At this time, Ryan recalled the issue of the nobility of the Stormwind Kingdom that his father Baratheon had mentioned to him when he was a child.

‘If you can’t break it, you can’t stand it... Heh~ I didn’t expect it to be broken in such a painful way. '

Ryan's bitter smile made Queen Talia hold his hand tightly, expressing her support to her husband in a silent way.

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

"Sail!"

Holding Varian's hand and walking to the stern, the raging flames and billowing smoke in Stormwind City were still clearly visible.

The fire wasn't made by the orcs who hadn't yet launched an attack, but by Ryan, who was executing the firm clear wall tactics.

The orcs will not get any supplies from the evacuated Stormwind City, leaving them doomed to be a worthless ruin.

"Varian, remember the last of our country and our capital."

Ryan said solemnly, "Sooner or later, we will regain our own homeland, no matter whether you are the king or not, remember, we must rebuild this city as we remember it."

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

"You will gradually understand later."

Ryan said meaningfully, "Only in this way can the people who linger in the prosperous scene of the Northland return to their hometown in their memories."