"Your Excellency, this is the most sacred place in our family; Although there is no one to guard it, because there is nothing of value here - for everyone else; But for every member of the Minahir family, this is the place where they must worship with their lives, because this is the place where the glory of our family is recorded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 "Alsace seems to be getting excited, too.

The Red Dragon Queen followed Arthas's gaze to the four walls of the hall - between the brightly handled candlesticks, illuminated by huge portraits.

"What are these things?" The Red Dragon Queen asked Arthas.

"These aren't 'things'!" Arthas said with some displeasure, and he walked quickly to the Red Dragon Queen, grabbed her hand in the surprised gaze, and dragged her to the wall.

"Aren't you going to see my ancestors? They are my ancestors! Arthas pointed to a huge portrait on his head and said proudly, "This is His Majesty Thomson Minahir, the founder of the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the first king of the Kingdom of Lordaeron!" ”

"Oh......" Although Arthas looked very excited, the Red Dragon Queen was not interested in it, she broke free of Arthas's hand, and then asked, "Is there one named Arthas?" ”

"Yes, there are ......," Arthas replied hesitantly, "but you don't think I'm high...... Was His Grandfather King Thomson great? ”

Arthas didn't lie, the humans of Azeroth were choosing names, especially royal families like Minahir, who usually liked to use the names of people close to them when choosing names.

As a result, grandfathers and grandsons sometimes have the same names, as do uncles and nephews; If Arthas remembers correctly, his name also comes from within the family, and on this wall, there should be several ancestors with the same name as himself.

But apart from his father, among the portraits on these walls, Arthas worships the founding monarch of the kingdom of Lordaeron the most.

Back in the day, in the face of the waning royal family of the Arathor Empire, Thomson Minecil declared himself king of the land on the shores of Lake Lordamere, not too far from Rapids, the capital of the Arathor Empire, and led the commoners and nobles loyal to the Minethir family to defeat the crusading army from the Arathi Highlands.

The empire of Soladin the Great was truly torn apart with the destruction of the last army that had come to fight against the new kingdom of Lordaeron, and it was only after that the kingdoms of Stormwind, Stormgard, Kurtilas, Alterac, and Gilneth were founded.

Although this is the first time he has come here since he traveled through the flow of time, in the original flow of time, since he was sensible, Arthas has often wandered here, looking at the portraits of his heroic ancestors, reminiscing about the biographies and poems of the literati, and hoping that one day his own portrait will join the ranks of this wall-hanging-of-course, this temple full of the glory of the Minahir family will eventually be reduced to a sea of fire in the hands of Arthas, who has fallen into darkness, along with Lordaeron.

"Then, Your Excellency, come and see, this is my father!" Seeing that the Red Dragon Queen had no interest in Thomson Minethiel, Arthas trotted backwards to the end of the series of frescoes, and said proudly, pointing to the portrait of his father.

Arthas watched as the portrait of his father - despite the fact that every head of the Minahir family - would be hung on the walls of the king of the kingdom of Lordaeron after the establishment of the kingdom of Lordaeron, but there were strict rules on the timing.

Normally, after the coronation of every king, the painters would paint a portrait of him, and then send it here to hang it on the wall; There is also an interesting provision that if His Majesty is crowned without an heir, the time for his portrait to hang here will be postponed until the day of the birth of his first child.

It is said that His Majesty the King, who made this rule, was the son of an old man, who had previously refused to hang his portrait here, and commanded His Majesty to do the same.

His Majesty felt that coronation was not an indication of a man's maturity, and that it was only when he had children that he understood his true responsibilities and abilities - both as a father and as a king.

Thus, the portrait of Arthas's father, King Terenus, did not enter this temple until the day of Arthas's birth.

The portrait of King Terenas is in his prime of life, and although he looks full of the majesty of a king, the ornate robes and golden crown cannot hide the joy of the middle-aged monarch who has a noble son.

Arthas had to admire the artist's skill, and he was full of gratitude for it—every time he saw this portrait of his father, Arthas could understand from the smile on the lips of the characters on the portrait how important his birth was, to his father, to this kingdom.

"I'm not interested...... Take me to see the guy with the same name as you. The Red Dragon Queen unceremoniously interrupted Arthas's excitement as she stood under his father's portrait.

"You ......" Arthas glanced at the Red Dragon Queen angrily, very annoyed by the guy who spoke without looking at the atmosphere and the occasion.

"See for yourself, don't you know how to read?" "Underneath each portrait is the name and accomplishments of the person," said Arthas, "and in the drawer below there is a relic of this ancestor, which you can open to see if there is anything familiar to you...... But once again, I warn you, Your Excellency, don't break those relics, understand? ”

Seeing that the Red Dragon Queen had opened a drawer, took out a scabbard full of shining jewels, and played with it in her hand, Arthas hurriedly warned her again: "Not only can't you break it, but you don't want to take it away secretly, understand?" ”

"Yes, yes, mother-in-law looks like an old man......" muttered the Red Dragon Queen as she put the scabbard back in the drawer—not that she didn't like it, but ...... The Red Dragon Queen looked up and down her body, her overly revealing clothing almost only covering vital parts, and there were no pockets on the leather armor made of her scales.