Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!At night, Arthas sneaked into the Great Monastery with Lothar secretly, and Orgrim and Anubrekan were arranged by him at the psychic college.

On the small road to the great monastery on the mountain, Alsace and Lothar did not use torches to illuminate them, because they would attract the attention of the mountain rangers. With the help of their special soul vision, the two of them walked flat in the dark.

"Are you sure this is really good?" Lothar seemed worried.

"Since everything has been done, just do it thoroughly." Arthas said very calmly.

Lothar turned his head and glanced at the prince beside him, and sighed, "If this matter is revealed at an inappropriate time, it will not do you any good."

"Some things are destined to require people to bear," Alsace did not have the slightest emotional ups and downs, as if to say something that had nothing to do with him, "In order to fight the Burning Legion that threatens the world, we have no choice."

"The life span of human beings is not as good as that of elves, or even trolls. And the powerful individuals among us are not all mages. Although we have left behind, we cannot compare with other races."

"When the crisis comes, we have to gather all the available forces, because our enemy is desperate to destroy us."

"In addition to our army and weapons, powerful individuals are also the key to winning this world defense war."

Arthas stated his thoughts. When facing the higher demons of the Burning Legion, if ordinary soldiers fight against them, he doesn't know how much it will cost to solve a demon.

Only heroes and warriors with the same powerful strength can play a reliable role in the fight against the demons of the Legion, which is why Arthas will try to preserve the individual strength on Azeroth.

Otherwise, relying solely on ordinary troops and weapons, even if all ten people on Azeroth are added together, it will not be enough for the Burning Legion to cram the teeth.

"Well, if you have thought about it, then I have nothing to say." Lothar shook his head, "I hope Uther won't get furious after he knows this. He is too stubborn. "

"No way, once my teacher knows about this, he may have the idea of ​​killing me himself."

Arthas was very clear about the temperament of his teacher Uther. Uther's stubborn ideas on certain concepts were as unshakable as his devotion to the Holy Light.

Perhaps people of the older generation often have such shortcomings. Uther is like this and Antonidas is like this, but it seems out of place to think about the Sir Lothar next to him.

"What do you see me doing?" Lothar asked strangely when he noticed that Arthas was observing himself.

"Nothing, I'm just thinking, it's a miracle that a guy like you takes care of Varian, he didn't learn badly."

Lothar's eyes widened, and the flames of the soul burning in his eyes became brighter, "What is'a guy like me'? In Varian's education, I didn't mess around!"

"Okay, knowing that you still want to keep a little bit of face as the Grand Duke and Grand Marshal in front of the younger generations. Don't worry, I won't speak ill of you in front of Varian."

Lothar rolled his eyes, "You said that makes me more uneasy."

The chat between the two of them can be regarded as alive. Soon, Alsace and Lothar, who were winding the trail, could already see the exquisite spire and church of the Great Monastery.

They chose a high ground, where they prepared to observe the monastery.

Lothar counted the number of guards and torches patrolling below, and frowned, "Are you sure we can get in, I feel that there are even holy light's relatives among the guards patrolling."

"After all, this is the Lordaeron noble and royal family, and there are many monasteries frequented by the believers of the Holy Light. After all, it is normal for the defense forces to be tight." Arthas said, "If they only send two or three people to patrol, I Maybe I need to have a good chat with Mograine."

"Heh, is this a trouble you caused yourself?"

"It seems unrealistic to go down from here to the cemetery where Fao’s Tomb is located. We have to go around and follow me. There is a path to go down here." Alsace carefully studied the route of the guards on patrol. After confirming that they were moving along a fixed route, he led Lothar along a path on the mountain to the side of the monastery.

The place where Fao’s Tomb is located is on the side of the road leading to the main entrance of the monastery, but today, in order to avoid being discovered, they came up from a small road, so they could only find a way to go there again from the mountain.

Fortunately, Alsace is familiar with this place, because every summer, he and his parents and sisters come here for vacation and rest.

After spending another hour or two walking through the dark mountains and forests, Alsace and Lothar finally saw the lighting outside the cemetery below the mountain.

After confirming that there were no other people in the cemetery, Arthas and Lothar immediately entered the cemetery and found the bishop's tomb in the middle.

"The spokesperson of the Holy Light, the Archbishop of Lordaeron, Alonthos Faor is here to sleep."

Arthas walked to the closed stone tomb, looked at the inscription on the stone tablet, gently removed the flowers left by those who came to pay homage, and slid his fingers into the gap between the stone door, and he slowly moved the heavy stone door. Push away.

Lothar glanced at the fresh bouquets, raised his eyebrows, and followed Arthas into the opened tomb.

"To be honest, I didn't expect an undead to feel so-awkward after entering the tomb."

The light of the saint echoed in the tomb of Archbishop Faor. Even after his death, the blessing of the Holy Light for the bishop still remained, and the power of the Holy Light still loomed in the tomb.

This made Lothar a little uncomfortable as an undead, but because of his strength, it didn't take long for him to adapt to the environment that is not friendly to the undead.

"We have arrived."

When he reached the end of the steps of the tomb, a stone coffin was placed inside a stone chamber. Inside it was the body of Archbishop Faor. Lothar could even feel the power of holy light still exuding from his body.

This made Lothar a little confused, "Are you sure you can complete the resurrection ritual under such circumstances?"

"It's difficult, but it's not impossible, so I'll take you to do me a favor." Alsace brushed some dust with his hand, revealing the pattern on the floor tiles of the tomb. He put his palm on a stone brick and gently The ground turned a bit.Daily Novel www.daydayxs.com

"Crack...crack...crack"

It seemed that there was a dry sound of gears turning. After Alsace confirmed that the design of the tomb could still be used normally, he continued towards Lothar, "Wait a moment, you help me suppress the power of the Holy Light here-be careful not to It's too violent, otherwise it may make the ceremony go wrong."

"I understand, but... how did you do this?" Lothar watched the stone bricks on the ground turn one after another. Soon, a complete death channeling ritual circle passed the patterns on those bricks. Linked together.

"The person responsible for the construction of this tomb is from the Privy Council."

Arthas was about to take out some necessary materials from the space bag. Suddenly, a sound came into his ears, and a strong wind hit Lothar behind him. The death knight immediately turned around and raised his hand to block the attack.

"Sure enough!" Lothar felt just now that the bouquets used for the memorial ceremony were a bit too fresh. They didn't seem to be put down during the day, but were left there shortly before they came.

The visitor wore a hood and did not reveal the lineup, but his strong fist made Lothar understand that this was not an ordinary worshiper, but Lothar had not had time to fight back, and a burning tingling sensation forced him to stay away from the mystery. people.

"This... Holy Light? Paladin?" Lothar moved his injured right hand and said solemnly.

"You are—Sir Lothar?!" The mysterious man in the hood saw Lothar's face, his voice fluctuated, and he recognized the former Grand Duke.

Lothar was taken aback when he heard the words. The mysterious person's voice was quite familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

The mysterious man's fist hesitated for a moment. He took off his hood, revealing his vicissitudes of life, and half of his gray hair and beard. He looked at Lothar with a complicated expression, "I am Tirion Fording. , Sir Lothar, how could you..."

"Tirion Fording?!"

The corner of Lothar's mouth twitched, and it might be good to meet old people, but now this place and time will be extremely embarrassing, because his own purpose here is unacceptable to most living people.

Not to mention that the opponent is still a member of the Silver Hand, one of the first Paladins who has a close relationship with Archbishop Alonthos Faor, Highlord Tirion Fording.

Faced with such an opponent, even Lothar did not dare to say that he could subdue the opponent without getting injured.

And Old Fording also noticed that Lothar’s condition was not right. He was the one who attended Lothar’s funeral and watched the other’s body enter the tomb with his own eyes. But now the General Marshal who has been gone for many years now looks like a living person Standing in front of him as well, still fighting him?

If you want to say hi, there is no. Old Fording was more shocked. Lothar's life or death made him feel deeply disturbed. He was afraid that this was a harbinger of some disaster.

"Tirion, long time no see."

After Arthas knew that it was Old Fording, he did not shy away, but instead greeted the Paladin.

"His Royal Highness?!" Tirion was even more confused. Why would Arthas appear in such a place?

Arthas's expression was also a bit helpless. He didn't expect to meet Fording. This paladin is now very old. He has given many of his powers and responsibilities to his son. Living in the country.

Of course, when he meets the call of the Silver Hand, he will be obliged to put on the battle armor, pick up the warhammer, and fight for the light and honor.

After the identities of both parties were clarified, the atmosphere of tension temporarily disappeared. Fording frowned and asked Arthas, "His Royal Highness, why did you enter the archbishop's tomb? What happened to Sir Lothar? "

Lotharton felt a little difficult to answer Fording's questions, because he felt that from the silver hand, Alsace's behavior was enough to receive the most serious punishment.

But Arthas himself didn't think there was any problem, because standing in front of him, fortunately, it was Tirion Fording, this somewhat unusual paladin.

Compared to the rigidity and stubbornness of other paladins, maybe Tirion had this bad problem before, but since he met the orc named Eitrigg, it has been different.

At that time, Tirion discovered that the orcs were not all bloodthirsty beasts, and some of them had the same ideas as humans, and had correct values ​​and views of honor and disgrace.

Eitrigg is one of them.

A few years ago, when Tirion was the high lord of Maddenhold Castle in Hearthglen, he received a piece of information about the presence of orcs, and another local lord asked him to investigate the situation.

There, Tirion met a respectable opponent, an orc named Eitrigg, who lived in seclusion in an abandoned guard tower and lived a very simple life.

But at that time, Tirion thought that Eitrigg, like the other orcs, was a monster controlled by demonic blood, so they couldn't help but fought together.

In the fierce battle, the originally dilapidated guard tower was overwhelmed and collapsed with a whine. Tirion, who was too late to dodge, was just under the guard tower.

When he regained his consciousness, he found that the orc named Eitrigg had saved himself. He explained to himself that he had not harmed any humans during the time he lived in this mountain forest. He just wanted to live an ordinary life. .

Tirion was surprised at the fact that he was rescued by an orc at first, but when he had more conversations with Eitrigg, Tirion discovered that not every orc was a violent, bloodthirsty monster. They There are also people of high moral character.

In order to repay Eitrigg's life-saving grace, Tirion concealed the facts from the lord, saying that the orcs had been solved, but the lord felt a little worried, so he planned to send a team to verify the situation.

Tirion's heart was tense at the time, not because he was afraid of being punished, but because he was worried about the safety of the orc. He had planned to follow the team and help Eitrigg escape at the right time.

But the appearance of a privy investigation team made Tirion's worries disappear. They were ordered by Prince Arthas to take over the orc investigation.

With the assurance of the prince, the lord at any rate put his heart down and withdrew his manpower, and the secret agent also found Tirion hidden in the woods.

Tirion still remembered what the agent said to him.

"His Honorable Fording, the prince said that you don't have to worry about it. He knows about the orc. We are just going to let him leave here. It will not endanger his life. This is a kind of protection."