Chapel of the Light's Wish. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In this hall that is not majestic, and unusually simple, but it is of great significance, it has not been stained with a trace of blood for nearly a hundred years, but today, Renault's blood has stained this holy place red for the first time.

"Where's Dick?"

Old Mograine asked, his voice low and flat, with no anger in sight, but those who knew him well knew that this was exactly what the old knight looked like.

"The Grand Knight of Order has his own business, and I am his plenipotentiary!"

After the end of the Battle of Mount Hyjal, Liadline has been helping Princess Kalia and Gianna deal with government affairs, and is now the upper echelon of Theramore, and after a few months of experience, in addition to peace, she also has an awe-inspiring aura, although it is still not as powerful as the old knight's years of accumulation, but at least it can barely compete.

"Knight of Order, what's that call?"

To everyone's surprise, the old knight did not immediately erupt, but continued to ask, obviously, the title of Grand Knight of Order has never appeared in the Knights of the Silver Hand.

This time, it was not Liadelin who answered, but Dalyan, who had been as cold as a piece of ice since returning to the northern frontier.

"The Grand Knight of Order is the leader of the Silver Dawn, and the eight Knights of the Title are the commanders, Mr. Erigor is the Knight of Justice, Miss Liadline is the Knight of Pity, and Commander Herold is the Heroic Knight, by the way, my father, the Silver Dawn is a knight order established by the order of Princess Kalia of Theramore, so we are not the "Jumping Clowns" in your mouth!"

Dalyan's eyes swept over his father, and after a pause, he continued,

"Actually, the oath of allegiance to the eldest princess of Kalia and the Silver Dawn of Theramore is more orthodox than the Silver Hand!

"Ridiculous! The Silver Hand will always end up with the royal family of Minethil. ”

Old Mograini snorted noncommittally, and his lion-like gaze turned to Dalyan, with a hint of sarcasm and imperceptible regret on his face,

"What about you, my child, what the hell are you?"

"Officially, Baron Theramore, Demon Slayer Warrior, Blade of Mount Hyjal, Guardian of the World Tree, Celestial Dawn Glory Knight Darien Mograine greetings you, Grand Knight Mograine!"

When these words landed, the first person to jump out to question was not old Mograini, but the grumpy General Abydis, this old general is almost 50 years old, but his temper has always been difficult to control, especially when he saw Dalyan treat his brother like this, the irrepressible anger drove him to explode on the spot.

"Bastards, traitors, clowns, liars!"

"You cowards are enough of those civilians! How dare you come here to swindle, Kalimdor? Hmph, I really doubt you're there!

"Poof!"

The old general Abydis's cursing voice stopped abruptly, because a knife wheel was already against his neck, and with a slight push forward, the old head would leave this body, and at this moment, even the old Mograine couldn't help but hold the long sword behind the ash messenger behind him, because the appearance of this guy with an iron owl-like helmet, a green cloak and green armor full of blades appeared too strangely!

Everyone present can swear that this guy jumped out of the shadow of General Abydis!

"You insult each other, I have no opinion, but please do not question the judgment of Kadore, the First Expeditionary Force lost a third of its warriors at Mount Hyjal, and their names will forever be passed down in the history of Kadore, and to insult these warriors is equivalent to insulting the whole of Kadore!"

Merlin was very unhappy, and her voice with obvious murderous intent spread throughout the hall, but unfortunately, except for the members of the First Expeditionary Force, who had been with the elves for a long time, that is, the members of the Silver Dawn, only a few knowledgeable people here could understand the complex Salas language.

But these few people were enough, Archmage Duane stopped everyone from drawing their weapons, walked to Merlin with his staff, bent down and saluted, and opened his mouth to spit out a piece of Salas, which was not fluent, although he stumbled, but there was no problem in communicating.

"Dear lady, I apologize to you on behalf of my companions, this place is too far away from Kalimdo, it is difficult for us to imagine anything tens of thousands of miles away, I personally would like to believe in the credibility of Kadore, so please lay down your arms, this will lead to an escalation of the conflict!"

Merlin was silent for a moment, put away the hideous knife wheel, and shook her head,

"Mankind always likes to speculate on the truth that has not been seen! Don't question Hyjal in front of us, it is a sacred war!"

As soon as Merin turned around, she disappeared into Duane's shadow, and the scene resumed the confrontation just now, but with the elusive "assassination performance" of the watcher, there was no stunned young man who jumped out to add to the blockage, paladins are indeed stubborn sometimes, but this does not mean that they are a group of fools, seeing this mysterious and secret, it seems that the elven assassin of some kind of secret army has come forward to guarantee the silver dawn, and no one can say anything to question it.

After all, the extraordinary momentum of the paladins cannot be faked.

"Well, my son, you have finally lived up to the blood in your body!"

The old knight closed his eyes, and Fuer opened them again, seemingly plain, but the trembling hand hidden under the table showed the excitement of the old knight, although he had made a mistake, it did not mean that the connection between father and son was severed.

In fact, Dick even vaguely guessed that these great nobles had an idea of "not putting all their eggs in one basket" for the seemingly impulsive actions of old Mograine at that time, and that was what the old knight did.

But apart from Alessandro himself, it is true that no one knows what he was thinking at that time.

After a few minutes of silence, when the atmosphere became eerie, Liadeline cleared her throat and spoke again,

"The Knights of Order oppose the formation of the Scarlet Crusade by the Silver Hand! If you insist on going your way, we have the right to divide Stratholme from your dominion!and the 1,500 recruits who will fall under the jurisdiction of Princess Calia, Lord of Theramore, the rightful heir of the Kingdom of Lordaeron!"

“…”

The scene froze again, and everyone present turned their eyes to Alessandro and several other elders, and the grand prosecutor Ethan Lien's face was gloomy, and the old man with a square personality spoke,

"What if we don't agree!"

This time it was Erigor who answered, this high-ranking knight who was born in the Silver Hand was also very sad about the current situation, but he himself was from a civilian background, and he was not interested in the old Mograine's set of "aristocratic ideas", plus he had been with Dick for so long, and the one who was close to Zhu was red and the one who was close to the ink was black, so naturally there would not be much support for the old Mograine's actions, and Erigor had enough wisdom to distinguish what kind of impact the establishment of the Scarlet Crusader would have on the Silver Hand!

That dangerous idea of aggressiveism, if left unchecked, will soon turn into some kind of purifying fanaticism!

What's worse is that this will split a rift of faith within the Silver Hand! The final result can only be a split in form and in various senses! Although there are many understandings of the teachings of the Light, this is the first time that this kind of real sense has split!

Yes, Dick had discussed this matter with him before leaving, and Erigor thought so!

So his voice hardened.

"Although it is a pity, if the command of the Silver Hand insists on going its own way, then we can only think that this is an act of separatism against the Holy Silver Hand, the Knights of the Silver Hand are under the jurisdiction of the royal family of Minehir, and in the current situation, the only bloodline of Minethir, the only eldest princess of Kariya who is qualified to inherit the throne, will declare the Scarlet Crusade an illegal organization!"

"So, your response is war?"

General Abydis touched the slight blood on his neck, he looked at Erigor seriously, and asked,

"Do you know what that means?"

"War!"

Tall and strong, from the moment he entered the door, Herold, who had not spoken a word, said in a deep voice,

"War of Faith! The most brutal war! You will face a combined attack from the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, Dalaran, Theramore, and Kadore! We will not pin the fate of the northern frontier on the hands of a group of madmen, I heard that you even advocate refusing to accept civilian paladins?, and plan to arm civilians into the battlefield? This is really crazy! If you don't have enough means to deal with the undead, then let us come!"

This murderous remark made the scene silent again.

Especially when facing three hundred imposing paladins wearing dragon bone steel armor, as well as I don't know how many watchers are hidden in the shadows, this threat is even more unforgettable, and some pessimistic people have quietly grasped the hilt of their swords.

Only a fool would believe that this group of madmen who have returned from Kalimdor are facing the Silver Hand with a dignified manner, they have brought 300 men, and if they attack, except for old Mograini and a few other heroes, there is no hope of survival at all!

These crazy people! They came with the determination to burn all the jade!

Old Mograini couldn't help but grasp the hilt of the sword behind his back, when had he ever been threatened like this in his decades-long war career?

"Since the establishment of the Silver Hand, we have never been threatened like this! I want to see what gives you such arrogant courage!"

Liadline took a deep breath, her left hand raised high as if it were some kind of signal.

"That being the case, then... It's a pity that the war began!"

"Bang!"

In the next second, with a loud bang, the roof of the entire Holy Light Wish Chapel was completely lifted, eight heads flapped their wings, and their bodies were like illusory, turning from virtual to real, and the shadow that covered the sky and the sun appeared in the sky above everyone's heads, at this moment, some female paladins couldn't help but weaken their legs and knelt on the ground, and the screams and cries of the entire Holy Light Wish Town were heard one after another, accompanied by the wind of wings flapping, into everyone's ears.

Is that... Dragon!

A dragon that only exists in the myths and legends of mankind!

At this moment, the behemoth of the eight-headed Buddha that had come out of ancient times had already appeared in the sky above the Chapel of the Wish of Light.

The old knight's face was already gloomy to the extreme, although he was not afraid of these young dragons who had just become adults, but he saw the meaning behind these young dragons, coupled with the 300 paladins holding weapons in front of him, this pressure made him grit his teeth,

"Do you really think that if you bring in a dragon, you can rule everything? The Silver Hand is never afraid of war..."

"You're crazy!!"

Dalyan, who couldn't stand it any longer, threw out a sentence and turned around and walked out of the hall, Whitemane, Alessandro's favorite adopted daughter, was forcibly taken out of the hall by his arm,

"Sister, he's crazy! Come with me, let's go to Theramore, which is already occupied by madmen. ”

"No, I can't leave my father, your departure has broken his heart... Dalyan, how did you become like this! Dick did it, right? That demon bewitched you, didn't he? Dalyan, please, come back!"

Whitemane tugged at Darien's arm, tears crossed her face, Dalyan's indifferent face was also slightly moved, he sighed, reached out and stroked the top of Whiteman's head,

"My sister, do you really think we're here to deal with my father... Are you wrong, the problems inside the Silver Hand are bigger than you think, just stand here and see, Knight of Order, he is the one who really cares about the fate of the Silver Hand and the North, the Grand Knight of Mograine is bewitched by the darkness, and he himself does not know what kind of crazy thing he is doing. ”

The dragon was on guard in the sky, and the watchers appeared from the shadows, faintly surrounding the old Mograine, and at the same moment, in the camp of the silver dawn, a small mage also walked out, this is a dwarf, but the moment he appeared, the old mage Duane's face changed, he smelled the change of magic in the air, and scolded loudly,

"Get out of this sacred land! evil warlock! this is not the place for you!"

"That's enough! Master Duane!"

Liadrin's voice sounded again, "There is corruption within the Silver Hand, you are being dragged into the abyss by some evil force! We are here for this, Master Wilfred is a real good hand at dealing with demons, stand aside and watch, you will always remember today! This will be the day when the Silver Hand is completely disgraced!"

(This chapter has been changed over and over again, and I feel that it is a bit uninteresting, and it may be a problem with the state.) But I still have to explain, yesterday was really not out of context, I can swear ~~~ it was really unintentional. ）