Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Lordaeron, in the cathedral in Stratholme, praises and hymns echoed in the church. The gentle and dazzling holy light shines on the young knight who is half-kneeling in the center of the auditorium, and countless people are watching this Ceremony.

The old Archbishop Alonthos Faor held the Holy Deed and asked the young man who had met all the requirements of the Paladin in the last and most powerful question.

"Alsace, do you voluntarily join the Knights of the Silver Hand? Are you willing to follow the guidance of the Holy Light, abide by the eight virtues of the Paladin, defend the old, weak, women and children, and all innocents, fight for justice to fight injustice and evil, love Your homeland, protect your compatriots and love?"

The young prince's eyes flashed with a dazzling look than the holy light here, and he swore aloud without hesitation.

"Yes, I voluntarily join the Knights of the Silver Hand. I swear to treat the weak and bravely fight against atrocities; I swear to fight all evil and error and protect the defenseless innocents; I swear to love my homeland and protect my compatriots. My love will last till death; I swear to follow the way of the light and become a paladin of the silver hand!"

Archbishop Faor heard this sonorous oath and the more dazzling light, and said with satisfaction, "His Royal Highness, the Knights of the Silver Hand welcome you to join."

After completing some ceremonial steps, it was almost until dinner time that the entire process of Arthas joining the Silver Hand was almost over.

Originally, the process of canonizing a Paladin of the Silver Hand was not so complicated, but Arthas, as the crown prince of Lordaeron, under the instruction of King Tenaris, Stratholme Cathedral was naturally willing to let this ceremony More widely known.

"Congratulations, Arthas."

After the ceremony, Alsace's mentor, Uther Lightbringer, came to congratulate his student. He was a staid and serious and powerful Paladin. Even so, it would be difficult for him to single out the fault from his student.

"His Royal Highness should be the best paladin I can canonize before returning to the Holy Light," Archbishop Faor praised Alsace. He felt that his grandson was even better than the first few paladins.

"Teacher, Your Excellency, you have a good reputation. After the prince, I am just an ordinary member of the Knights."

Arthas was not even proud of being a paladin at a young age.

"You humble yourself, Your Royal Highness," the archbishop said humbly. He is older, but he is not too confused. "I believe that the Silver Hand will have a brighter future with your participation. Take your time in the Knights. Own it, this is what your father wants."

Archbishop Faor was a little tired at this time. He smiled apologetically at Alsace, "Please forgive my absence for the banquet for a while. This old man will not join in the excitement of your young people. I have to go back to the church to continue. Prayed."

"Pay attention to your body, Your Excellency," Arthas was very clear about Faor's physical condition, and presiding over a paladin canonization ceremony for so long was already a relatively large burden for him.

After watching the archbishop back to the church with the help of his attendants with his tutor Uther, Alsace said to Uther with a slight worry, "The physical condition of the archbishop is really worrying."

"Teacher knows it, Arthas," Uther looked at the old man's back, his voice still calm, "Everyone's life will come to an end, the teacher will always return to the Holy Light, you and I are no exception. Don't be overly pessimistic." Novel No. 6 www.6haoxs.com

Arthas shook his head helplessly. Now he really has no way to deal with these problems. The lifespan of human beings is so short even compared to the high elves who have started for thousands of years, let alone fight with the almost immortal dragons. The night elves compared.

Putting aside this heavy topic, Arthas smiled and handed out an invitation to Uther, "Teacher, you are absent from my birthday party. You can't stop coming this time."

Uther, with a solemn face, gave a rare smile, "Of course, my child, I was on official business last time, so sorry for missing your banquet."

The two masters and disciples didn't stop at the door of the church after they finished talking. They wanted to rush to the mansion of the lord of Stratholme, where Baron Rivendell, the ruler of Stratholme, held a grand banquet for them.

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"Look who is here!" Baron Rivendell, who was holding a wine glass, opened his eyes and greeted the guests, "Ha! The star of Lordaeron, Your Royal Highness Arthas!"

"Good evening, Lord Baron," Alsace said to Rivendell. "It's nice to see you. We last met three years ago, right?"

"Yes, but you were a great guy at that time. Your Majesty Tenaris will mention you every time he summons me," Baron Rivendell is very talkative. He is also a member of the Silver Hand, so Arthas invited him to entertain his colleagues in the Silver Hand in his own name.

The Paladins are mostly serious people, but in private, they still have their own personalities. At least this kind of banquet makes people feel very comfortable.

After being satiated, the great knights in the Silver Hand gathered together and began to chat.

"Your Royal Highness, you became an official paladin at the age of nineteen. When I was nineteen, I didn't know where to be an unknown pawn." Gavinrad Doom, one of the first paladins of the Silver Hand, praised Tao.

The Paladin is not only a title, it does represent a strong man with superb fighting skills and powerful light power. According to Uther, Alsace’s instructor, the power of the prince is no weaker than any of their first-generation Paladins. one person.

This is an unimaginable talent. The five first-generation Paladins were either warriors with many battles, or devout priests who had studied the Holy Light for more than ten years. Arthas had such a talent since he was only nineteen years old. strong force.

What made the people of the Silver Hand and Archbishop Faor's favorite, in fact, Alsace's nearly perfect character.

He had never been arrogant and complacent, Alsace was polite to anyone around him, and the arrogance and recklessness that young people often had did not exist in him.

Such a nearly flawless knight, even in the hands of Silver, can be said to be one of the few.

"I'm not as good as you said," Arthas said with a wry smile, and he knew in his heart what was going on.

Arthas Menethil, the only son of King Tenaris Menethil, the future king of Lordaeron, the future represented by his name, in another possibility, is a total curse.