Regardless of Jaina's hostility, Black-Robed Woman looked at it for a while, then chuckled and slowly put down the note. The years had carved ravines on her face, but she could not hide the innate majesty, which was the edge that had not been smoothed out after thousands of years of wind and frost. The most eye-catching thing was her eyes - emerald pupils seemed to be beating with eternal flames.
"Jaina·Proudmoore," her voice was low and hoarse, as if she hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, "Antonidas's favorite disciple, Kul Tiras's pearl." She closed the note, "Now she is still Queen of Theramore."
Black-Robed Woman seemed to be reciting the identity of Jaina.
Jaina's pupils shrank slightly. Although he had never met before, the features of those eyes were so recognizable - in Dalaran's classics and word of mouth among the mages, these eyes belonged to a legend.
"Aegwynn" The wave of shock made Jaina's voice as soft as a whisper, "You, are you still alive?"
The wrinkles at the corners of the former guardian's mouth relaxed, and this smile caused the magic lamp in the study to suddenly dim for a moment, "It seems that Daughter of the Sea has not forgotten history."
Jaina maintained a fighting posture, his staff motionless. "Even if you are a guardian, it is a serious disrespect to intrude on others Mage Tower."
"Excuse me?" Aegwynn seemed to have heard some kind of joke, "Okay, yes. I can apologize. After all, seeing the furnishings here made me interested."
She suddenly became serious, "But now is not the time to discuss etiquette. I traveled half of Azeroth to come to you because the world is about to face a disaster."
Aegwynn walked towards the planetarium by the window, and turned the bronze ring with his skinny fingers. The planetary model rotated accordingly, casting intricate shadows in the sunlight.
"I have been sleeping in Karazhan for many years," her voice suddenly became erratic, "Until a dream woke me up. In the dream, green flames engulfed the entire world."
Jaina noticed that the hem of the old man's black robe was stained with mud and dry moss, and the edges of his boots were frayed. This legendary guardian had obviously traveled a long distance. After all, she did not have the coordinates of Theramore. She came here across the Endless Sea according to the dream.
"Scourge is just a chess piece," Aegwynn suddenly turned around with a bright light in his eyes, "Burning Legion will use them to open Portal in Azeroth and summon Archimonde the Defiler! They will recreate the tragedy of War of the Ancients in Mount Hyjal and use World Tree as a beacon to summon--"
Jaina's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. She maintained a defensive posture, but the angle of the staff had drooped slightly.
"You must put aside your grievances with the orcs," Aegwynn grabbed the astrology device excitedly, his knuckles turning white, "and Night Elf! All races must be united like War of the Ancients, otherwise" her voice stopped suddenly because she saw the strange expression on Jaina's face.
There was an awkward silence.
Jaina coughed lightly. "Ms. Aegwynn, have you been exposed to outside news recently?"
The former guardian narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"
"The situation you described." Jaina carefully considered the words, "It did happen. But that was a few months ago." She walked to the desk and took out a report from Dalaran from the hidden compartment. The content is an incident report against Undead, "Undead did try the summoning ritual after Dalaran stole Medivh's Book."
Aegwynn grabbed the document and scanned every line of words with burning eyes. As she read further, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.
"Dalaran Mage Corps successfully prevented the ritual. Kirin Tor remained intact. Master Antonidas successfully led Dalaran and resisted the evil summoning ritual. Scourge suffered heavy losses. The remnants of Undead retreated to Northrend."
The corners of Jaina's mouth turned up slightly. She did not mention that she followed Deren's covert operation and directly took Black Dragon's high-altitude bombing to destroy the summoning ceremony.
Aegwynn murmured to himself, his chapped lips trembling, "This is impossible. My predictions have never been wrong."
"But the fact is that history has changed in some way." Jaina said with a smile, "None of the things you worried about happened."
Aegwynn was confused, and his fate seemed to have deviated from its original trajectory. He started racing wildly, running over the faces of all observers and leaving tire marks.
Jaina suddenly realized something special. Aegwynn and Medivh, mother and son, seemed to play the role of Prophet prophets in history.
Without Deren, she wouldn't have noticed anything was wrong. But now, Jaina feels awkward. They all seem to be puppets controlled by others. They wake up from their sleep when the time comes and tell the world that they saw what will happen in the future in their sleep. And they firmly believe that it will definitely happen.
The question is why do they see fragments of the future in their sleep? And why do they believe that these dreams will definitely happen?
Jaina dare not think about it any further, because the power that controls their dreams and makes them believe that their dreams will definitely happen is far beyond their imagination.
Jaina considered the sentence and decided to ask according to his usual personality, "Madam, when did you say that Karazhan fell asleep?"
Aegwynn raised his head, the light in his eyes flickering. "Maybe it was a winter a long time ago. I am too tired. I need to maintain my magic power to fight against time."
Jaina took a breath of air. That means that this legendary guardian may have missed the history of Orc War, the fall of Lordaeron, the battle of Dalaran, etc. But he could foresee what originally happened on Timeline in his dreams.
"Who is the guardian now?" Aegwynn suddenly asked.
"The guardian system was abolished not long after you. Your child Medivh summoned Dark Portal for unknown reasons, and died in an accident."
"Later, he seemed to be resurrected and became Prophet in black, warning Eastern Kingdoms of various powers - Scourge and Burning Legion were about to come. Even the orcs migrated to Kalimdor under his warning."
The old mage's body swayed, as if she had been hit Sap. She staggered towards the armchair, suddenly looking extremely old.
Jaina hesitated for a moment, but poured a cup of tea and handed it over. Aegwynn When she took the tea cup, she noticed that the hands that had once cast heaven-destroying magic were now covered with age spots and wrinkles.
"I know," Aegwynn's voice suddenly hoarse horribly, "About Medivh, but he is now." The former guardian seemed not to want to talk too much about her son.
Jaina nodded slightly. "That's good, he is still protecting Azeroth."
After waiting for a while, the former guardian was still immersed in longing, and Jaina suggested. "Maybe you can meet my friend and Tactical Advisor, a very interesting human being."
Aegwynn didn't know what he was thinking, he just nodded. "Okay, but why?"
Jaina had a proud smile on his face, "Because he is a special person!"
The third update, an additional chapter is added today. Aegwynn said to me: When I appeared on the stage, I was only given half a chapter. Be careful when I use the palm technique of falling from the sky. Thank you [passing book friends] for the reward!