Azeroth Trail of Light

Although Dick’s plans and ideas appear to everyone to be aberrant, and can even be regarded as completely contrary to the original intention of the establishment of the Knights of the Silver Hand, it is undeniable that whether it is Uther or Alessandro, From Dick's language, he can perceive his feelings and expectations for the Silver Hand.

Based on this alone, they would put Dick, the promising Paladin, into their camp. So facing Alsace's sudden arrest warrant, everyone became angry.

"boom!"

As soon as Farrick’s words fell, Alessandro, who was full of anger, hit the table with a punch. He stood up and leaned forward, like an old beast king guarding his territory. Staring at Farreck and Maween,

"Get out of here! Those who want to catch the Silver Hand, let Arthas come by himself!"

The Mograine family is a traditional nobleman. Even in the face of King Terenas, Alessandro did the same. It is not surprising that he has such a strong record of success.

But who is Farek?

This guy is almost the shadow of Arthas, who dedicated his soul to Alsace’s loyal servants, so facing Alessandro’s astonishing aura, Farek did not waver, on the contrary, all the Paladins in the room In glaring, he took a step forward.

"The Knights of the Silver Hand have been disbanded! Everyone, this is an order from His Royal Highness!"

"enough!"

At this time, even Uther, a good old man, couldn’t help it. He got up from his chair, and along with his movements, everyone in the room stood up. The hostility of dozens of people gathered together, even Farek, fearless, felt his breathing heavier for a while.

"Go back and tell His Royal Highness that Knight Dick is a hero who turned the tide, not his prisoner!"

Uther was taller than Farrek. He strode to Farrek and said in a rare anger.

"Even with regard to the Silver Hand, this is an organization established by His Majesty Terenas and Faor, and it cannot be revoked by Alsace's order."

Farrek did not speak, Maween stepped forward. Compared to Farrek, this guy's tone was much more sinister.

"Knight Uther, are you going to disobey the orders of His Highness Arthas? Then we can only arrest you for treason!"

Maween waved his left hand forward, and dozens of soldiers armed with powerful crossbows appeared at the door. The knights sitting on the outermost periphery could even see the outside scene.

It's the army, these frantic guys drove the army into the sacred Light's Hope Chapel!

"Treason? You say we are treason?"

Alessandro strode forward, he stopped in front of Maween, looked at him with disgust, and said loudly,

"Everyone here contributed everything to this country in the war between Lordaeron and the orcs. Everyone here is more qualified to be called a hero than you. You said in front of so many heroes. Are we treason? You... say it again!"

"Crack..."

Maween couldn’t help taking a step back. Following Alessandro’s questioning, the knights came out of their seats and stood around Alessandro and Uther. Although they did not speak, they Prove your choice with action.

To be honest, in the face of such a scene, let alone Maween, even the soldiers were a little shaken.

It is less than 2 years since the end of the Third Orc War. The stories of these heroes are being sung in every place in Lordaeron. Now they are holding weapons and wanting to arrest these heroes. Who is not afraid? Who has no fear in his heart?

Therefore, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense.

Although the Paladins can use the power of the Holy Light to protect themselves, at such a close distance, this round of bow and crossbow volleys will definitely cause casualties, and the most terrifying thing is that if it really detonates the Silver Hand and The dispute between the imperial armies, then everything that Dick said before became a joke.

Who would place hope on an organization declared rebellious?

The Knights of the Silver Hand is definitely a powerful hole card that Dick can now get, and he will never want this hole card to be destroyed in his hand. So when the atmosphere reached its most depressing moment, Dick pushed aside the crowd and came to the forefront. He looked at Farreck, who also looked at him in his heavy helmet, and Dick sighed.

"I will go back with you, but I need to talk to Prince Arthas in person!"

"Dick! Don't go!"

Uther and Alessandro pressed Dick’s shoulder to the left and right, and the latter smiled at them and all the Paladins who looked at him.

"It is not because of me that the Knights of the Silver Hand, which has been born in large numbers, can be turned into rebellious rebels. Believe me, everyone, I will be fine!"

Surprisingly, after Dick finished speaking, Farrek, who had been silent, also said,

"I can guarantee that Knight Dick will not be in danger of life. In fact, His Royal Highness did not intend to kill him!"

"Huh! It's better!"

Alessandro looked at Dick with complicated eyes, and finally reached out his hand, patted him on the shoulder, and then turned and sat back in his position. Uther was the same. This meeting was very important. , Dick just proposed a general framework, there are too many things to discuss.

What moved Dick was that every knight, whether he knew him or not, would take the initiative to greet him or bless him. This feeling gave Dick a sense of belonging.

Although the foundation of the Knights of the Silver Hand made Dick disagree, at least for now, this organization is definitely one of the most cohesive organizations in the entire world. At the very least, it is much better than the Cenarion Circle that cursed the cult and infighting.

"Let's go! Dick."

Farek waited patiently for everyone to finish greeting, and said softly beside Dick.

Dick nodded, and when he walked out of the hall, he suddenly remembered something and said to Farrick,

"I'm going to attend the funeral of the knights who died in Stratholme, right behind the chapel. It won't be too long."

Farreck glanced at him and nodded. Maween wanted to say something, but Farreck stopped him with his eyes.

After the two soldiers left with Dick, Maween whispered to Farrick,

"Captain, why do you want to indulge this guy so much? His Royal Highness is..."

Farek shook his head. This always silent warrior flashed a tangled and solemn eyes under the heavy helmet.

"Stop talking, Maween, you and I know that His Royal Highness is not quite right these days. I think Knight Dick should be able to help His Royal Highness a little bit, and even if we take a step back, he is also our Royal Highness and ours. Savior, we have no reason to treat him harshly."

Of course, there is another reason Farek did not say that His Highness Arthas has decided to expedition to Northrend to completely kill the culprit of the plague, the dreadlord who appeared before the prince at the last moment, Malganis .

For this decision, Farreck always had a faint anxiety in his heart.

On the other side, the two soldiers were nominally Dick’s guards, but they did not restrict Dick’s actions. Dick stood silently in the crowd, looking at Erigore wearing a white flower on his chest and a bodyguard. The priest in black robes is presided over the burial ceremony of the knights.

Since these knights all died in the fight against evil, their bodies will be placed in the deepest part of the highest holy light tomb, where the remains of the predecessor knights who also died in the fight against evil lie.

In the silent eyes of the civilians and knights, more than two dozen knights in armor, carrying a gray-white sarcophagus, walked into the tomb of the Holy Light step by step.

This is not the first time Dick has attended a funeral, but this time, when he stood in the crowd, the feeling of sadness was particularly strong. These people were people who had fought alongside him, but he survived. These warriors But he died, and this strong sense of sight filled Dick with hatred.

hatred! This is an emotion that shouldn't appear for people who are familiar with historical trends, but it just happened.

Dick no longer puts himself in the position of a bystander to see the development of things in this world. He has become a participant, when he truly regards himself as a member of the world, as a member of the Knights of the Silver Hand. Elements.

"I will reverse it all... Your sacrifice will not be meaningless!"

Dick put his fist on his chest and thumped it vigorously.

Four hours later, Dick saw Alsace on the coast of Darronmere. This place was also very familiar to Dick. It is located to the northeast of the Light’s Hope Chapel. The future elite death knight army, the Ebon Fortress, will be located. In this place, the footsteps of the Paladins spreading to the northeast were firmly locked.

This is where Alsace summoned all the ships of Lordaeron. He will set sail here and head to Northrend.

Dick knows all this clearly, but he has a sense of powerlessness, because he can't change all of this!

Alessandro will oppose his plan, and Alsace will not change his original intention because of his words. This is the biggest difficulty in reversing the world. The people here are not witless NCs, heroes in history. We are even smarter than Dick, and smart people always have one thing in common.

They only believe in themselves and never blindly believe in others.

In this case, why should they believe Dick's words? Just because he knows the future?

A joke, anyone who has studied "time" knows that the future will never be immutable, so Dick's claim that he knows the future is the biggest joke in itself.

"You came?"

Dick walked into the largest camp. Alsace was facing him, writing and drawing on a chart. It could be seen that the prince was recovering very well. He probably finally decided on his plan. So he looks pretty good.

But Dick clearly felt the obscurity of the holy light in Arthas, like a layer of gauze in front of his eyes, the holy light still exists, but it is not as pure as before.

"I'm coming! Your Highness!"

Dick stood there and said respectfully, "Have you finally made up your mind?"

When Arthas heard these words, the quill in his hand stopped, he turned to look at Dick, and shook his head.

"Don't you wonder, why should I arrest you?"

Dick shook his head and motioned that he didn't know.

"Oh... Dick, you did what I wanted to do but couldn't do. From this point, I want to thank you."

After speaking, Alsace actually leaned over to pay tribute to Dick. This act shocked Dick. He hurried away, but seeing Alsace’s red eyes, Dick suddenly understood the prince. Inner thoughts.

Yes, he slaughtered the city... but this was definitely not his intention. Dick also said at the meeting that if Alsace hadn't burned Stratholme, hundreds of thousands of dead spirits would come out in an instant. Can turn the entire East Dalungmir into a hell.

It was not that Arthas didn't know that there were innocent people in the city, but he had to do this for the sake of other innocent people.

He is the future king, sacrificing a city to save millions of other people, this is not a difficult choice to make. Andorhal’s lesson is here, who dares to take this risk?

Dick finally understood why in the original history, even though Arthas had completely become the Lich King, Jaina and Fording still believed that his kind heart still existed.

This prince was never a born bad man, he was just a poor man, a poor man who fell into a dark fate and couldn't help himself.