"Irina!"
The square was plunged into a silence instantly. All the elves looked at Irina, who suddenly appeared in the crown of the Tree of Life, with disbelief on their faces, and then paled immediately.
Sally looked up with surprise, but she soon went white as she recalled all the traps that Helena had already prepared in advance. She began to tense up.
The princess has indeed come… Blour looked at Irina, who was wearing white as usual, with a smile on his lips.
This was the Princess Irina that he knew. Even when the whole world knew this was a setup for her, she would still come as long as she believed in it.
She couldn't sit back and watch the Night Elves being executed publicly, so she had appeared here.
Although it looked unreasonable, it was, in fact, very reasonable.
"Instead of living on in a silent degradation, isn't it better to leave our names in history?" Blour whispered with his head tilted to one side.
