In the dim and damp death mine in the western wilderness, now it has become more terrifying and more gloomy than before.

Because, now there is no popularity or sound, and no light. Not long ago, a large number of iron men wearing bright white armor shouted various slogans and attacked them directly... They chopped and brutally killed all the living people they could see!

After that, not long after everything calmed down, this death mine became a new place of death... Only death was left here...

Vanessa Van Cliff carefully drilled out of a pile of slag, she didn't dare to make too loud noises. She was very worried, afraid that those evil tin men had not left yet, those people must be bad guys, right? Very bad and bad...

The reason why Vanessa hid in this pile of slag was because her father forcibly covered her with a pile of wooden boards and a mine cart before the battle began. At that time, he had instructed her many times that he would never be allowed to come out before the noise outside ended.

Vanessa listened to her father's words and stayed quietly in the pile of slag. Even outside, there were many screams and weapons collisions at the beginning of the battle. Even when she saw her father being captured by a group of ferocious iron men, she did not dare to move... She was frightened at that time...

It was not until a long time later that she knew that the outside was quiet, and until her stomach became too hungry, she carefully pulled it out of the slag pile.

Vanessa didn't know what was going on here, nor did she know why it turned out like this... She could only stumble from the mine with the light of ashes that had not yet been completely extinguished, slowly crawled out of the mine... Even though many wounds were cut by the sharp rocks on her body, she didn't notice...

When she finally ran outside the mine and saw the clear sky, it was already dusk.

There was no living person outside the mine...

Here are all kinds of corpses...

Countless black crows gathered in the sky, stopping on the eaves and among the branches, they... prepare for a carnival feast...

Now, Vanessa looked around in a daze. She could no longer see any living people here... There were no uncles and aunts in the past, nor the ferocious tin men who had just rushed in. She just stayed at the entrance of the mine cave and stood for a long time...

"Vanessa...want dad..."

Finally, for some reason, she began to follow the traces of the iron armored people leaving, take her small and fragile steps, and follow unswervingly...

She didn't know why she did this... She always felt that maybe, as long as she followed the footprints of these tinned men, she would definitely find her father, her father Edwin...

The days just passed by...

Vanessa was still stubborn and firmly following the traces of the bad guys leaving...

When she was hungry, she would go to the farmland or house to steal some food... When she was thirsty, she would go to the stream or jungle to drink some dew... She was so tired that she couldn't walk anymore, so she ran to the haystacks piled up by farmers in the fields to sleep. When she had enough sleep, she would step on the road that seemed to never end...

During this period, she was chased by a vicious dog from a farmer's house on the roadside...

I was also chased by some bad guys with sticks and stones...

I was lucky enough to ride a carriage from a taciturn businessman...

Of course, some kind uncles and aunts once gave her food and wanted to take her in...

However, all of them were stubbornly rejected by the little girl Vanessa. She had to follow the path that the iron people walked, and before these traces disappeared completely, she caught up with them and found her Edwin's father...

Finally, she didn't know how many days it took to finally follow the traces before she came to a tall and majestic city...but now, it was raining heavily in the sky, and the traces on the ground could never be found again.

Vanessa knew that she had completely lost the opportunity to find her father, so she could only let the cold rain pour over her thin body, and then she began to walk towards the city with a huge outline ahead at a loss...

Vanessa was about to go to the huge city gate to shelter from the rain, but... there were two bad guys wearing iron armor guarding there, which made her feel very scared, so she hesitated and curled up in the cold rain so cowardly that she didn't dare to lean forward.

"Hey, head! Look, there seems to be a little girl over there?"

One of the sharp-eyed soldiers in Stormwind City soon discovered Vanessa in the distance, so he began to ask the captain of the guard who was standing guard in the city gate with him.

"Hmph! You have nothing to do when you are free, right? You are just a little beggar. There are so many outside Storm City, so you don't have to pay attention to her!"

The leader of the team leader looked at the direction pointed by his soldiers and ignored them. There were too many little beggars like this outside Stormwind City, so how could they care about these things? The kings and nobles should worry about them!

Besides, instead of wasting money and supplies to provide disaster relief, it is better to drink for him! What is the use of such beggars and refugees to the Storm Kingdom? They will die and fall down!

Finally, she could no longer stand the bone-cold rain. After seeing the two bad guys who seemed not very concerned about her, Vanessa walked forward carefully step by step. She found that there was a small corner next to the city gate opening that would not be wet by the rain.

So, she waited until she got close to the two bad guys. When she saw that the other party really didn't want to pay attention to her, she quickly walked to the corner far away from them and squatted down. Now, here, she would no longer be wet by the rain.

However, Vanessa still felt very cold now... She urgently needed a good rest. If, if there was a cup of hot water here, that would be great...

Unfortunately, no one would pay attention to her life or death here, nor did her father Edwin take care of her, so she could only curl her thin body tightly, curl up at the foot of the city wall that could not be rained, put her hands in front of her mouth, and breathe gently.

I don't know why, maybe it's because I'm hungry or exhausted? Vanessa felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. She seemed to want to have a sleep here...

...

At the same time, outside the square of the Cathedral of Light in Stormwind City, although today is not a good day for worship or an important celebration and festival, and although there is still a drizzle in the sky, now here, inside and out, the local area is filled with citizens from all walks of life in Stormwind City.

The reason why they came here with great enthusiasm was that, today, a thug they hated was going to be executed - Edwin Van Cliff! He was the evil man who used to lead the riot of the stonemasons' union, now the leader of the Defia Brotherhood, and now the chief wanted criminal of Stormwind City!

Earlier today, citizens unexpectedly found a piece of news in the bulletin board that their great King Varian actually led their troops to capture the death mine quietly and captured Van Cliff alive, the culprit who created the Fidia Brotherhood!

Finally, this evil Van Cliff is about to be executed on this newly built execution platform in the Cathedral Square! And the citizens of Storm City who are busy and have nothing to watch will definitely not miss it!

Therefore, as long as the Storm City people had no important things at hand, they braved the cold rain falling from the sky and came here enthusiastically. They just wanted to see the thug, Van Cliff, the excitement of being pushed to the guillotine!

"Duke Berval...Why don't you tell me about His Majesty the King's privately leading troops to the death mine?"

Count Katrana Presto is now standing under the eaves of the church door behind the execution platform. Seeing that the wooden platform was tied up and was being kicked by a creep, but still stubbornly did not want to kneel down. She smiled and asked Duke Bewal, who was standing beside her in a slightly coquettish tone.

At this time, although Katrana Presto was smiling on her face, she had already cursed in her heart!

This idiot Van Cliff and his Fidia Brotherhood, but Katrana tried her best to set up a good move! But now, she was inexplicably deposed by King Varian?

Or... Could it be that Varian saw something about her Katrana's identity? That's why he deliberately hid it from himself? He took action first and then reported it? The Countess Katrana narrowed his eyes slightly and began to think about it.

Is all this a coincidence? Or is it a special target?

If it is the result she least wants to see, then it will be a big trouble for her in the future! Maybe, the efforts she has put into place and arrangements in Storm City over the years are likely to be vain. If the situation is really bad to that point, it will be what she least wants to see.

"Oh! No, dear Katrana, you must believe me, I have not deceived you in any way! I don't even know about this!"

Seeing the countess beside him look a little angry, Berval quickly explained in panic that he really didn't know about this!

"I have asked the king's royal guard commander before. He said that at that time, His Majesty the King was indeed preparing to go out of the city to hunt and relax, so he brought less than two hundred royal guards and cavalry."

"But when His Majesty was wandering outside the city, for some reason, His Majesty the King suddenly became upset. Then, in anger, he directly led the soldiers stationed south of the Shanjin Town to head straight to the western wilderness... At that time, they didn't even have time to send people back to report!"

In Boval's opinion, His Majesty the King had really made a temporary decision this time. Not only did he, Boval, didn't know about this matter, but at that time, the nobles of the entire Kingdom Council and the others in Storm City, were even not aware of this matter!

"Okay, it seems that I really misunderstood you. Then this is the case. Another day, I will treat you to lunch and act as a plea."

After hearing the explanation, Katrana nodded slightly and then changed her gaze, frowned and continued to look at the executioner on the wooden platform of Van Cliff, who was still cursing with the executioner.

The more he looked at the other side, the more angry the Countess Katrana felt!

Van Cliff is really a fool! How could he be so easily captured by Varian's army? How could their Difia Brotherhood dare to fight head-on with the regular legion of Stormwind?

The countess really wanted to pull the other party's head and ask: This is obviously something that cannot be defeated. Wouldn't you run away in advance? After drilling into the mountains below the mine, would he, Varian, sending troops to search for you all over the mountains? You just stayed in the mine so decisively? Now, it's okay to catch turtles in the jar, it's not too easy to catch you!

"Dear Katrana, where does it take another day? Why not, let's just go tonight..."

Just as Beval was about to tell the countess something ambiguous, King Varian, Benedictus, the bishop of the Light Cathedral of Stormwind City, and two royal guards behind, walked out of the cathedral solemnly.

Boval was so scared that he stopped and prepared to tease the countess, stood up straight, pretending to be serious, and looked at the platform ahead without squinting.

After a heavy footstep of armor touching the ground, King Varian stood under the eaves with the nobles before coming to the gate of the cathedral. Then, he nodded slightly to the bishop Benedictus who was following him. Then, the other party nodded slightly at the same time, and walked towards the built wooden high platform in the drizzle.

"Boval, you said... Is it really good to behead this Van Cliff directly like this? Don't you need to interrogate for a few days or a trial?"

Katrana didn't know what she was thinking, and seemed to want to fight for it again.

She didn't want this easy-to-use chess piece, so she was killed inexplicably. She needed to try it and see if there was any room for this matter to turn around? As long as Van Cliff doesn't have to die now, she will have ten thousand ways to get the other party out of prison!

"Oh... I know this matter is a bit hasty... But now that things have come to this point, it is better to finish this matter as soon as possible! Don't mention everything in the past, so as to avoid any more twists and turns..."

Berval sighed, and he understood the meaning of Count Katrana, thinking that her idea was to first sort out the mess of the stonemason union, and to execute Van Cliff after the Kingdom stood at the commanding heights of morality.

But... in his opinion, there is no way to investigate this matter. Once it is intensive, the Storm Kingdom will be embarrassed in the end... So, I took advantage of the fact that I caught the other party and took a single knife and finished it all!

This is what he Berval thought of at the moment. For the Storm Kingdom, the best solution!

Fortunately, His Majesty the King was smart and didn't even call him, so he led his troops to catch the other party. Otherwise, once he went through the formal process, he might not have waited to send troops. After hearing the news, Van Cliff would have been ready to evacuate with his men?

"Oh...it's a pity..."

Seeing that there was no room for turning, Katrana sighed softly again. For a moment, her expression seemed a little depressed and she felt depressed.

"Yes, it's a pity to kill this person!"

Boval nodded in agreement, as he seemed to have misunderstood the Countess' true meaning again.

"Edwin Van Cliff is a great engineer. The planning and layout of our Stormwind City is his work!"

"We also saw that, under his leadership and efforts, the stonemasons union gathered a large number of people to carry out the work of building the new Stormwind City... The majestic city in front of them showed Stormwind City in the hands of their genius stonemasons, and showed the majestic momentum and majestic demeanor that our Storm Kingdom should have..."

Boval looked at Van Cliff on the platform and sighed deeply again.

"No one can question this! In the field of stonemason engineering, Edwin Van Cliff is indeed a genius... Now, he died with such an unfamous way of death... It's a pity."

Duke Berval spoke so well that Katrana next to him was laughing and crying for a while.

What she meant just now was actually saying: Van Cliff was a good piece she had finally built up. Now she died like this, it was a waste of her efforts. It was just a pity! What does it have to do with him being a genius? How could she care about what kind of achievements the other party has achieved in the field of stonemasons? What does it have to do with her? Ha! This is really, where did you, Boval, go? It's simply unreasonable!

"Edwin Van Cliff, poor lost Lamb, may the Holy Light..."

Archbishop Benedictus finally walked to Van Cliff when Katrana and Boval whispered quietly.

Looking at the handsome black-haired man in front of him who was unwilling to kneel down without even being willing to die, Benedictus sighed. When he was about to read out the quotes from his Holy Light Book as he was about to do routine, the other party vomited bloody phlegm and spit hard on his face.

"Ahhh! Get away, old guy! I don't believe in your nobles' hypocritical tricks! You, ah..."

When Van Cliff, with a disdainful face, wanted to say something, the two executioners behind him kicked him in the back and bent his legs desperately, forcing him to interrupt the words in his mouth and kneel down on one knee in a grievance.

"Okay... Then, now start praying for the mercy of the Holy Light, the lost child..."
To be continued...