…………

Sylvanas stood on the hillside with a bow, staring at the retreating crowd below, alerting people to make trouble in it. Not far away, Jaina and her assistants organized the evacuation of the crowd. Theramore guards who were following him were also helping. The female elf didn't want to disturb Jaina's work at this time, but she had to say that this speed was too slow.

"Gianna, we have to be faster."

The female mage turned her eyes to her, indicating that she had heard her words. Her mouth moved, and Sylvanas immediately heard her voice.

"We can't be too anxious, as the crowd will only become panic and uncontrollable. Order is more important than quickness."

Sylvanas nodded with a sigh. Jaina had better experience in retreat than she had to admit.

Everyone in the aisle was carrying big bags and some were pulling carts. Sylvanas couldn't understand why, at the critical moment of life and death, these people had to bring some things. If it was food, it could still be understood, but what was the money and jewelry she saw?

Sylvanas was thinking that he should pull all these people out and throw them into the sea, and the abnormal movement in the sky attracted her attention. A hawkhorned beast was diving down. In order to avoid scaring the civilians, the person sitting on it chose to land in Masi's open space.

Bene jumped from behind the Eaglehorn, and she ran towards Jaina Sylvanas, too. Bene was sent to investigate the situation at sea, and her anxious appearance gave people a bad premonition.

"Get aside! Get out of here!" Sylvanas traveled through the crowd, and also helped a farmer pick up the goods scattered on the ground. By the time she arrived by Jaina, Bern was already talking about something.

She only heard: "They were blocked, but only temporarily, the blood-colored Crusader ship was burned to coke. Almost all the troops were wiped out!"

Jaina's face turned pale. Although she didn't like the Blood Crusaders, the degree of attacks against the Forgotten Ones could indirectly confirm their determination to conquer Nanhai Town.

"How long will it take for them to be here?" Sylvanas originally wanted to ask, "How much time do we have?" But as Jaina said, you can't be in a hurry. If the people behind the retreating crowd hear their words, it will inevitably cause panic.

Bern looked at the person behind her, and her solemn expression made her reluctant to give the specific time, but the words she said were: "I think it's too late."

Jaina felt a splash of cold water pouring on her head. All her previous calculations, including how many people could be removed within an hour, how many people packed up their own things and prepared to leave... Now these orderly plans have become nothing.

"We have to find a way to buy more time. We must tell Redpass to at least let him take the Maritime Defense Forces of the South Sea Town to block the Forsaken."

"I can tell you clearly, Jaina. If the people here hear the fire, they will only think that the Forsaken has been fired."

The female mage looked at Sylvanas blankly, thinking that she was saying this, but the female elf was also confused. Bern drew out his sword even more directly. There was no doubt that someone was eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Who is it?" The night elves looked around, trying to find the person to speak.

"Merille, my name is Merille."

This simple self-introduction surprised Jaina? At this moment, her heart was raised. She knew this name, and when Dalaran was studying, she heard her teacher mention it several times - Merriel, the founder of the Tirisfa Council. Without a wizard, she would not know such a name.

However, he was a person from hundreds of years ago...

"Where are you?" Jaina asked anxiously.

When Ben heard his lady using honorific words? So he took back his sword with confidence.

"Close your eyes? Little girl, close your eyes and you can see me."

Jaina did as she did. After closing her eyes, she only saw a darkness. In this darkness, a thin, hunched figure appeared. She couldn't believe her eyes? The person who appeared in front of her looked completely different from the portraits and the classics. He was a dead soul.

"Don't be surprised? Little girl? Isn't this a conspiracy? Nor is it a joke, I'm Merriel."

Jaina's mind changed? She immediately realized her incompetence.

"I can't believe you're alive." Her voice sounded like she was only in her teens. Jaina knew that this wasn't her real tone, but in front of Merriel? She was so young.

The female mage continued, "When I was an apprentice mage? I already knew your brilliant achievements - you were the mentor of the first guardian Alodi."

Merell obviously didn't care about the second sentence she said, but stretched out his white hand and shook it in front of Jaina. "You call this alive? I've been dead for hundreds of years."

It was not until then that Jaina realized what Merriel had become. Her eyes revealed confusion, which made Merriel feel annoyed. Didn’t the trembling old guys in Violet Castle write down his true situation?

"What happened to you...?"

"Even if you are given a hundred years, you will never know me completely. You just need to know that I am now a member of the Forgotten."

"How could it be?"

"That's the truth, okay, I don't have time to listen to your questions. There is still a town that needs to be saved." Merell cleared his throat, "Listen to me, Jaina. The Forsaken fleet will arrive soon. I will use my own strength to seal this sea area for a while, but I can't hold on for long."

Dust blocked the sea? Jaina widened her eyes and was so shocked that she couldn't speak. This was like a madman's words, but if it could be achieved, the magic required would be unpredictable.

"Do your best to evacuate the crowd during this time."

The rumbling sound of artillery fire interrupted the spiritual dialogue between the mages. The female mage opened her eyes, and the chaos in front of her reminded her of Dalaran many years ago, when the Alsace soldiers were at the city.

"They are here!" Bern pointed to the few small dots that gradually became clear on the sea level.

"What did that guy named Merriel say to you?" Sylvanas asked.

"He told me that we still have time. Do our best to help the people here escape. Bain, give me your Hawkhorn."

"What are you going to do, ma'am?" The night elf had no time to stop Jaina, and the female mage had already run to her mount.
Chapter completed!