My Frostmourne can't be so cute

As soon as Malone walked to the side of Stormwind City Marshal Anduin Lothar and Archbishop Alonthos Faor, he heard his uncle say in a worried tone.

"This problem does exist, but Sir Lothar, you don't need to worry about it... The existence of the Paladin is a decisive change for the church. We hope that the Knights of the Silver Hand will become truly elite, everybody. The paladins will be selected by me personally, and we must ensure that they have a brave, benevolent and just heart, so that they can gain stronger power under the guidance of the Holy Light...just like Malong."

Archbishop Alonthos Faor smiled, and while answering Anduin Lothar's question, he turned his attention to his disciple.

"Me? Teacher Fao, you're too praised, it's not long since I learned the Holy Light spell..."

Ma Long said quickly and modestly-bravely, he feels that he is a little bit sidelined, but is it kind and fair...It depends on the situation.

"At least in the practice of the Holy Light, except for Uther, you are already far ahead of everyone else... During this time I will concentrate on'catch up' some of the doctrines of the Holy Light for other Paladins, but you, Marlon , You don’t use it to participate, Sir Lothar has other tasks to give you."

Archbishop Alonthos Fao's tone was as peaceful as ever, full of kind warmth.

"task?"

Ma Long looked at his uncle with questions in his eyes.

"I thought about it, Malone...Although you are still young and you are my nephew, your talent has already been proven in the battle with the orcs. Archbishop Faor praised you very much. In an emergency, there is no need to avoid suspicion, so... I plan to let you serve as my adjutant, and lead the human coalition with me—maybe allies of other races—to fight the orcs."

Anduin Lothar patted his nephew on the shoulder and whispered-he has entered the role of the commander of the human coalition.

"Me? Adjutant?"

Malone nodded his nose and asked in disbelief.

"Any questions?"

Anduin Lothar frowned.

"No, of course not. I am very happy to have the trust of you and Teacher Faor, Uncle Anduin."

Malone’s head shook like a rattle, and then he said in a flattering tone-but he used his foresight to scan Mellas Turalyon, who was talking to several other Paladins not far away, in his heart. There was a little sense of confusion.

If Malone did not cross, Anduin Lothar’s nephew would die in the endless sea, and of course he would not become a paladin; but now, because of the appearance of Malone, Archbishop Alonthos Fao not only has one more disciple. , The Knights of the Silver Hand not only added one more member, but more importantly, Malone also completely replaced Mellas Tula because of the appreciation and trust of Anduin Lothar and Alonthos Faor. Young’s position in the Alliance Army.

"So...we are leaving soon?"

Promoting is of course a good thing. After the initial astonishment, Ma Long quickly calmed down, and then asked Anduin Lothar.

"Yes, His Majesty King Terenas informed me that the troops of the Kingdom of Lordaeron have been assembled, and the troops of the Kingdom of Gilneas, the Kingdom of Stromgarde, and the Kingdom of Alterac are also being called up. Your Majesty King Dalin's The fleet will also go to the port of Nanhai Town in the near future...We will gather there to deal with the next movements of the orcs."

Anduin Lothar nodded and said.

"I know."

Malone clenched his fists, took a deep breath, tried to calm himself a little bit of excitement, and then succinctly replied-his body is the nephew of Anduin Lothar and the knight of Stormwind. A member of the regiment has already experienced hundreds of battles, but his soul is undoubtedly a junior/brother on such a battlefield... Being able to participate in such an epic and majestic battle, Ma Long feels every inch of his muscles. They all shuddered--this is the boiling of the noble blood that belongs to the Great Thoradin after a thousand years of silence!(To be continued.)

Fanwai 39

"What? I want to stay here? No! I can't do that, Teacher Lothar, I want to go back to Nanhai Town with you and Ma Long! I can also go to the battlefield, and I want to fight the orcs!"

Varian Wrynn jumped up from his chair and yelled loudly-Malone had to block his ears in advance, lest the stunner's loud voice made his tympanum hum.

"You stay here, Varian, it's my decision."

Anduin Lothar sat calmly across from Varian Wrynn. Although his disciple had already lost control of his emotions, he didn't seem to notice this, or he didn't care at all, but still used calmness. In his tone, he repeated what he had just said.

"But why? Why should I stay here? I should appear on the battlefield. I will kill those orcs with my own hands and avenge my father, all the nobles and civilians who have died!"

Varian Wrynn rarely disobeys Anduin Lothar's meaning, but this time, he really can't figure out why his teacher refuses to bring himself, instead he wants to stay here. In the magnificent palace, but thousands of miles away from the battlefield.

"No, you stay here honestly. His Majesty King Terenas promised that I will take care of you."

Anduin Lothar shook his head and said.

"I don't need to take care of it! Only a child like Alsace needs someone to take care of it. I am already an adult!"

Varian Wrynn continued to quarrel-he had just experienced the joy of his good friend Malone becoming a new paladin. It didn't take long for him to return to his room before he was told by his teacher Anduin Lothar. With a headshot, now my mind is confused, and I don't even know what I said.

"It's dangerous on the battlefield, Varian, since Uncle Anduin decides like this...you can stay."

Ma Long looked helplessly at the noisy Varian Wrynn, hesitated for a moment, and then persuaded him.

"Of course I know that the battlefield is dangerous, Ma Long, I was terribly scared when you were injured last time... But that's not the same thing, I need to fight those orcs, and... It's not fair, why Ma Long can be on the battlefield? , I can't?"

Varian Wrynn pointed the finger at his companion and said angrily.

"This one……"

Malone thought it would be better for him to shut up.

"Ma Long is the heir of the Lothar family. He has been prepared to sacrifice his life for Stormwind. This is the mission of every Lothar family member, and it has been the case for the past hundreds of years."

Anduin Lothar answered for his nephew.

"Then I am also the heir of the Wrynn family, and every member of the Wrynn family is willing to die for Stormwind City!"

Varian Wrynn retorted unconvincingly.

"You are different, Varian. You are the only surviving heir of the Wrynn family. Stormwind can be without the protection of the Lothar family, but it cannot be without the royal heir... If you have any accident on the battlefield, even if we take it back What's the point of leaving Stormwind?"

Anduin Lothar shook his head and said.

"Why doesn't it make sense?"

Varian Wrynn asked stupidly.

"Think about it yourself, Varian... If something happens to you, you don't have a son yet, right? In other words, Stormwind City will have no heirs at all... The reason why these northern kings will help now We are because of your status as the heir to the royal family, but if Stormwind doesn’t have the royal family... I don’t think they would mind having an extra territory in the south of the mainland. At that time, the land left by your ancestors will be affected by a group of irrelevant People are divided up, and your subjects become vassals of others... Is that what you want to see?"

Malone spoke again, he questioned Varian Wrynn loudly.

"No... I don't want... but..."

Varian Wrynn understood what Malone meant. He felt that the other party made a lot of sense, but he didn't want to stay in the rear away from the battlefield, so he was caught in a dilemma.

"Listen, Varian, you only have two choices now-either you have a son right away-of course that is impossible. First, you don’t have a wife, and second, even if you do, it’s nine months after you give birth. It’s a matter of...so you have only one choice, and that is to stay here honestly and kill those orcs...I will do it for you, so don’t worry."

Ma Long struck the iron while it was hot and convinced Varian Wrynn in a very easy to understand way.

"Okay, okay...you have the final say..."

Varian Wrynn hugged his head dejectedly and replied in frustration.

"Don't you say that and it's okay? Let's go, let's go eat something, I'm going to starve to death..."

Malone walked to Varian Wrynn's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

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