Chapter 38: The Cathedral of the Light
"Good! Deal! "Aiden. Perinor laughed, and the jewels on his body trembled. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Severn looked at me with some confusion.
I looked at him and smiled apologetically, now that the Arathso Empire is so powerful, Severn probably won't believe that a small nobleman like Aiden can establish a country of his own.
Tyridas's eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, and he looked at my jeweled necklace and asked, "Nitya, are you really going to make this bet?" ”
I nodded firmly.
The pact was made, and the soldiers of the Perinord family immediately handed over parchment, quills, and ink.
Aiden carefully wrote down the terms of the bet on the rocks by the side of the road, signed his name, handed it to me, and motioned for me to sign.
I discovered that the so-called human language was English, and I happily signed my name to it.
At that time, I only thought that the worst case scenario would be to hand over the treasure on my body, the amber neck ring, and I was quite optimistic.
and Aiden. After the Perinord's troops had met, we continued our march towards Stratholme.
On the way, Saiwen couldn't help the doubts in his heart and asked me, "Why did you bet with him?" How can you be sure that he will become king in the future and establish his own country? ”
I looked at Severn's young and handsome face, smiled mysteriously, and said, "You want to know?" I'm not going to tell you. ”
Saiwen was a little angry, his immature face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, he raised his head and did not speak, holding the reins indifferently, only looking at the road ahead.
When I saw him like this, I had to say something else to amuse him: "Why do you ...... Belch...... When he was a child, he looked so similar to Cynoan, but when he grew up, he was so much different from him? ”
Saiwen asked even more angrily, "What do you mean?" My brother is handsome, and I'm ugly? ”
"No, no, no," I quickly shook my hands and said, "I didn't mean that." ”
Saiwen glanced at me and said, "That's because my brother has mastered a lot of spell essentials, and his magic attainments are very high, and the appearance of the high elves has a lot to do with his spell attainments, and the more sufficient mana my brother has, the better his appearance will be, can you understand such an explanation?" ”
With expectant eyes, I turned my head and asked Saiwen, "What about me?" If I learn magic in the future, will I still ......? ”
"No!" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Saiwen: "You are a druid, the force of nature helps you the most, magic can be learned, but you don't have a talent for magic, so mana has little impact on your body, even if you have, you can ignore it." ”
Hearing this, I turned my head dejectedly, yes, there is nothing to look forward to in this thing.
The caravan crossed the narrow valley of Alterac into the town of Andorhar, the center of man's grain trade.
The vast expanse of farms and wheat fields reminds me that this was once the agricultural center of the whole of Lordaeron.
Further east, there is the famous town of the Knights, Hearthvale, but at this time the Knights of the Silver Hand had not yet been formed.
The Valley of the Hearth, as the territory of the Empire of Araso, was divided into a nobleman, and I looked at the huge statue in front of the Valley from afar.
It was a statue carved in stone, carved with a sword and a knight on a warhorse, wearing a helmet and armor, and the appearance of a majestic appearance.
Seeing my distracted expression, Tyridas couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" ”
I shook my head and said, "I always feel that this statue is very familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere." ”
Teridad laughed, "Familiar? I've never seen this statue, but it's probably built in the last few years. ”
I asked curiously, "Have you ever lived in Andohar?" ”
Tyridas just smiled and didn't answer.
We replenished the town of Andohal with food and daily necessities for the road, and continued on to the county of Talon in the east, without stopping at Andorhar.
I sat on my horse and looked at the peaceful scene in front of me......
The orderly stalls on the roadside, the neat shops, the orderly residential areas, and the citizens who come and go, all have happy smiles on their faces, and it must be a very happy thing to live here.
However, who would have thought that in a few hundred years, this place would be invaded and polluted by the Scourge and become a hell on earth?
Thinking of this, I can't help but sigh, although these are history, I can think of such a big contrast before and after, and I can't help but feel sorry for the fate of Andohar.
After crossing a forest, Severn and his party finally reached the territory of Talongshire in the north at dusk.
As soon as I entered Talonshire, I was not too surprised to see the Cathedral of Light at dusk from afar.
Instead, Teridad sighed: "I've been away from here for so long, and the church has been built!" Construction had just started when I left! ”
Looking at the excitement on his face, I couldn't help but ask, "Is this where you used to live?" ”
"No," said Tyridas, looking into the eyes of the Cathedral of the Light, shining like stars in the twilight, "My teacher lives here, that's all. ”
"Who is your teacher?" Saiwen couldn't help but ask.
"Archbishop Alonsos Fao." Tyridas raised his whip, and the next moment, the horse galloped towards the Basilica of Light.
Archbishop Alonsos. Fao was a well-known preacher in Lordaeron, and his followers were spread throughout the continent of Lordaeron, and he was a very respected archbishop.
When I heard this, I was secretly taken aback, Archbishop Alonsos. Fao? Isn't that the great hero of mankind who insists on spreading the "Path of Light" and the "Three Virtues"? He turned out to be Tyridas's teacher?
However, if he was Tyridas's teacher, why did Tyridas turn his back on the faith of the Light and become a Shadow Priest by studying dark magic in a small monastery in the Silver Pines Forest?
With these questions in mind, I dismounted and, with Severn, walked towards the Cathedral of the Light.
Tyridas couldn't wait to walk in.
Severn and I followed closely behind, and as soon as we entered the main door of the church, we were greeted by tall marble pillars and walls carved with delicate reliefs, and the vaulted roof and colored marble floors made the whole church look brilliant and radiant.
Teridas, on the other hand, stood at a distance, as quiet as a Roman sculpture.
I saw two people standing next to the cross of the altar in front of the church.
The man on the left is dressed in a pure blue cloak behind his back, and the man on the right is a fuchsia robe that reaches to the ankles, wears a jeweled crown, and holds a cross scepter, both of whom have their backs to the main entrance, as if they are bowing their heads to discuss something.
The man on the right was clearly dressed and, as I guessed, was none other than Tyridas' teacher, Archbishop Alonsos. Fao.
But who is the knight on the left?
I looked at him curiously.
At this moment, the two people who spoke seemed to hear our footsteps as we walked into the church and turned around.
Only then did I see the face of the blue knight on the left.
Isn't this the statue I saw at the entrance of the Hearthvale just now?!
Who is this man?
"Tyridas!" Archbishop Alonsos. Fao looked at his student in disbelief.
"Teacher...... Seven years later, are you okay? Tyridas's voice trembled slightly, and he walked slowly.