Although Dick's plans and ideas seemed a bit deviant to everyone, and could even be said to be completely contrary to the original intention of the establishment of the Knights of the Silver Hand, it was undeniable that both Uther and Alessandro could sense his feelings and expectations for the Silver Hand from Dick's words. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On that basis alone, they would also put Dick, a promising paladin, in their camp. So in the face of Alsace's sudden arrest warrant, everyone became angry.

"Bang!"

As soon as Faric's words fell, Alessandro, who was angry in his heart, slammed his fist on the table, and he stood up and leaned forward, like an old beastmaster who was defending his territory. Keeping an eye on Faric and Marvion,

"Get out of here! Whoever wants to catch the Silver Hand, let Arthas come by himself!"

The Mograini family is a traditional aristocracy, even in the face of King Terenus, Alessandro is also this performance, which is not surprising at all, he has this confidence.

But who is Faric?

This guy is almost a shadow of Arthas, a loyal servant who has dedicated his soul to Arthas, so in the face of Alessandro's amazing momentum, Farick did not waver, on the contrary, in the glaring eyes of all the paladins present, he took a step forward.

"The Order of the Silver Hand has been disbanded! Ladies and gentlemen, this is the order of His Royal Highness the Prince!"

"Enough!"

At this moment, even Uther, a good old man, couldn't help it, he got up from his chair, and with his movements, everyone present stood up, and the hostility of dozens of people converged, and even the fearless Faric felt his breathing heavy for a moment.

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

Uther, who was taller than Farrick, strode up to Farrick and said in a tone of rare anger,

"Even with regard to the Silver Hand, it is an organization established by His Majesty Terenus and the Fao Crown, and it cannot be revoked by a single order of Arthas. ”

Farick didn't speak, Marvien stepped forward, compared to Faric, this guy's tone was much more vicious.

"Knight Uther, are you going to disobey the orders of His Highness Arthas, then we will have to arrest you for treason!"

With a wave of his left hand, dozens of soldiers armed with crossbows appeared in the doorway, and the knights sitting on the outermost part could even see the scene outside.

It's the army, these mad guys, who drove the army into the Chapel of the Holy Light's Wish!

"Treason, you say we are treasonous?"

Alessandro strode as he strode up, stopped in front of Marvion, looked at him with disgust on his face, and exclaimed,

"Everyone here has given everything for this country in the war between Lordaeron and the Orcs, and everyone here is more qualified to be called a hero than you, and you are in front of so many heroes, saying that we are treasonous? Say it again!"

"Click..."

Marvien couldn't help but take a step back, and with Alessandro's questioning, the knights stepped out of their seats one after another and stood around Alessandro and Uther, and although they didn't speak, they proved their choice with their actions.

To be honest, in the face of such a scene, not to mention Mavien, even those soldiers were a little shaken.

Now less than two years after the end of the Third Orc War, the stories of these heroes are being sung everywhere in Lordaeron, and now they are armed with weapons to arrest these heroes, who is not afraid?

So the atmosphere of the scene became tense in an instant.

Although the paladins can use the power of the Holy Light to protect themselves, at such a close distance, this salvo of bows and crossbows will definitely cause casualties, and the most terrifying thing is that if it really detonates the strife between the Silver Hand and the Imperial army, then everything Dick said before has become a joke.

Who would put their hopes in an organization that has been declared rebellious?

The Knights of the Silver Hand was definitely a powerful hole card that Dick could get right now, and he definitely wouldn't want this hole card to be ruined in his hand. So just when the atmosphere reached its most oppressive moment, Dick pushed through the crowd and came to the front. He looked at Faric, whose eyes in the heavy helmet were also looking at him, and Dick sighed,

"I'll go back with you, but I need to talk to the Prince of Arthas in person!"

"Dick!

Uther and Alessandro pressed Dick's shoulders left and right, and the latter smiled at them and all the paladins who were looking at him,

"I can't let the heroic Knights of the Silver Hand become a rebel who is spurned by others, believe me, everyone, I will be fine!"

Surprisingly, after Dick finished speaking, Farrick, who had been silent, also spoke,

"I can guarantee that Knight Dick's life will not be in danger, and in fact, His Royal Highness the Prince did not think about his life!"

"Hmph!

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 place, Uther, this meeting was crucial, Dick just came up with a rough framework, there were so many things to discuss.

What touched Dick was that every knight, whether he knew him or not, would take the initiative to come forward, greet him, or bless him, and this feeling finally gave Dick a sense of belonging.

Although 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 whole world. At the very least, it's much better than the Cult of the Cursed God and the Cenarion Council, which is constantly infighting.

"Let's go! ”

Farrick waited patiently for everyone to finish greeting, and whispered a word beside Dick.

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

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

Faric looked at him and nodded, Marvien wanted to say something, but was stopped by Farek with a look.

After the two soldiers had followed Dick away, Marvion whispered to Faric,

"Captain, why are you so indulgent to this guy? His Royal Highness the Prince..."

Farrick shook his head, the always silent warrior with a tangle and solemnity flashing in his eyes beneath his heavy helmet.

"Don't say any more, Marvion, you and I both know that His Royal Highness the Prince has not been right these days, I think that Knight Dick should be able to help His Highness a little, and even if he takes a step back, he is also His Royal Highness the Prince and our savior, and we have no reason to treat him harshly. ”

Of course, there is another reason why Farrick did not say that His Highness Arthas has decided to go on an expedition to Northrend to completely kill the culprit of the plague, the Dreadlord who appeared in front of the prince at the last moment, Marganis.

For this decision, Faric always had a faint uneasiness in his heart.

On the other side, two soldiers were nominally Dick's wardens, but they did not restrict Dick's movements, Dick stood silently in the crowd, watching Erigor wearing a small white flower on his chest and a priest in black robes, presiding over the burial of the knights.

Since these knights were all killed in the fight against evil, their bodies will be placed in the deepest part of the Supreme Light Crypt, where the remains of the previous knights who also died in the fight against evil lie there.

Under the silent gaze of civilians and knights, more than two dozen knights in armor, carrying a gray-white sarcophagus, walked step by step into the tomb of holy light.

This was not the first time Dick had attended a funeral, but this time, he stood in the crowd, and the feeling of grief was particularly strong, these people, all of whom had fought alongside him, but he survived, and these warriors died, and this strong sense of déjà vu filled Dick's heart with hatred.

This is a sentiment that should not appear in people who are familiar with the direction of history, but it has just appeared.

Dick no longer puts himself in the position of a spectator to see the development of the world, he has become a participant, as a real part of the world, as a part of the Knights of the Silver Hand.

"I'll turn it all around... Your sacrifice will not be meaningless!"

Dick put his fist in front of his chest and thumped it hard.

Four hours later, Dick saw Alsace on the coast of Daronmere, a place that Dick was familiar with, it was located northeast of the Chapel of the Light's Wish, and the future elite Death Knight legion, the Blackebon Fortress, would be located in this place, firmly locking the Paladins' footsteps to the northeast.

This is also the place where Alsace summoned all the ships of the whole of Lordaeron, and here he will set sail for Northrend.

Dick knew all this, but he felt powerless, because he couldn't change it!

Alessandro will oppose his plan, Arthas will not change his original intention because of his words, this is the biggest difficulty in reversing the world, the people here are not unintelligent NPCs, the heroes of history are even smarter than Dick, and smart people always have one thing in common.

They only believe in themselves and never blindly trust others.

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

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

"You're here?"

Dick went into the largest tent, and Arthas was writing and drawing on a chart with his back to him, and it was evident that the prince was recovering well, probably having finally determined his plan, and therefore looked good.

But Dick clearly felt the obscurity of the holy light in Arthas's body, as if a layer of gauze had been placed on his eyes, the holy light was still there, but it was not as pure as before.

"I'm here, Your Highness!"

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

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

"Don't you wonder why I want to arrest you?"

Dick shook his head, signaling that he didn't know.

"Alas... Dick, you did what I wanted to do but couldn't, and for that I want to thank you. ”

After saying that, Arthas actually bowed down to Dick, which startled Dick too, and he hurriedly dodged away, but seeing Alsace's reddish eyes, Dick immediately understood the prince's inner thoughts.

Yes, he slaughtered the city ... But this was definitely not his intention, and Dick had said at the meeting that if Arthas had not burned Stratholme, hundreds of thousands of the undead would have poured out and turned the whole of East Dalloon Mill into a hell in an instant.

Arthas wasn't unaware that there were innocent people in the city, but he had to do it for the sake of other innocent people.

He is the future king, and sacrificing a city to save millions of others is not a difficult choice to make. The lesson of Andohal is just around the corner, and who would dare to take this risk?

Dick finally understood why, in the original history, even though Arthas had become the Lich King completely, Gianna and Fordin still believed that his good heart was still the reason.

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