The battle in the Valley of the Hearth, thanks to the help of Kisara, did not fall into crisis. However, the fact that there is no crisis does not mean that the war is not tragic enough. In fact, it was the people of Alsace who died. Caught in great sorrow and remorse, the Prince born in the Light, the Son of Light, was gradually enveloped in a dark cloud. When the fighting gradually eased, Gianna also dusted off the scorched earth in her hands with relief, and behind her, a purple zombie was being burned to ashes by the raging fire. So Gianna sat down on a nearby box with the emblem of Andorhar, took out her dried meat and spring water, and ate it to her heart's content. At this time, Arthas and Uther also ran from the door from a distance, and at this time, looking at the figures of the two of them, one old and one young, Gianna couldn't help but feel a kind of home warmth. How similar they are! They were all heavily armoured and had a war hammer in their hands. She even sometimes wondered if the old knight had no children under his knees, so it was likely that he had always regarded Arthas as his own son. However, perhaps it was Arthas's natural unruly personality that made him so different from Uther, and sometimes even a little out of place. Because at this moment, Uther was looking at the soldiers lined up around him with satisfaction, and he stepped forward to greet them from time to time. Arthas, on the other hand, seemed to turn a blind eye to this qiē, twisting his head and staring at the corpse of a war horse, as if the soldiers on the ground who sacrificed their lives for the country were not at all worthy of respect and remembrance of the horse. At this time, the two knights had already walked not far from Gianna, and even the beads of sweat the size of beans were clearly visible on the door of their heads. After seeing the two of them take off their iron helmets and brush their sweat-soaked heads with their hands, they saw Uther turn around, pat Arthas on the shoulder, and proudly said, "Son, I really didn't expect you to carry out this task to such a point." Even though the old knight didn't say it directly, but listening to his tone, he clearly showed his joy and pride to the prince again, "It's just that if we come later......" Hearing this, Arthas raised his head suddenly, frowned, stared at Uther and said: "You listen to Uther, I have done my best this time!" At the same time, Gianna and the old knight were stunned by his snarky answer. After all, Uther didn't mean to reproach him, on the contrary, he was proud of Arthas's courage and wisdom, "If I had a legion of Lordaeron's Royal Iron Horsemen behind me, I would be able to ......" "Enough! Alsace, now is not the time for you to brag about yourself. The old knight stared at him fiercely and said, "According to Gianna's information, this is just the beginning. At this moment, Arthas's turquoise gaze turned to Gianna, even though he was still annoyed by Uther's words. However, he still chose to stare directly at Gianna who was sitting on the side. So much so that for the first time, the female mage felt how "unreasonable" and "terrifying" the man in front of her was. "Don't you show up, every time one of our warriors falls, their ** will be enslaved by the enemy and become a member of the undead legion." Uther continued. "So! We must do everything we can to kill their leaders. Kel'thugad, the necromancer who spread the plague, told me the name and location of the leader before he died. It is said that his name is Melganis, and that he is a Dreadlord who is only mentioned in the books, and most importantly that he is now lurking in Stratholme, not far from here. At this time, Arthas carefully observed the reaction of his mentor and continued to say loudly: "Uther! It's Stratholme, that's where you become a paladin! Don't you have any special affection for that city? "Of course...... It ...... for me Alas!! The old knight couldn't help but sigh deeply. As if remembering something, he sighed deeply again, his eyes full of nostalgia. "Prince, now is not the time to quarrel with your teacher," Kisara, who had just finished dealing with the infection, walked over. As a result, without waiting for Arthas to answer, Uther was not calm - "You are- Lady Halkekini!" "Huh?" Only then did Kisara remember that during the Second Orc War, she seemed to have a relationship with this Uther. You know, a lie is a hole, and in order to fill this hole, it is natural to dig a new hole to fill in a "sorry, I don't know you...... When will you fill yourself in...... Kisara complained silently. "However, although they are dressed differently, they look almost the same" Uther looked at Kisara seriously, and wondered, "I'm still wondering what happened to Arthas with the help of the dragon, if it were you, you would understand it" "So...... You've met me there......" - Uther began to explain how he had met Kisara when he first became a paladin. "That...... That should be my sister's 'Ouai?' Halkkini'. Kisara continued to lie, "I'm 'Kisara?' 'Harkkini', my sister Ouai is already in her final form of blue eyes, and I'm only in her full form now" "Yes...... Is it? Uther was a little embarrassed, and it was true that Uther's behavior just now was very much like accosting. This made him, the Paladin's mentor, blush a little. "If it's my sister, maybe I can stop my brother" "Your brother? Arthas then remembered that he had relied on Kisara to get through the difficult situation just now, and now he was unable to repay her, and felt very guilty, "You said that before?" Dorag Harkkini...... My brother, he seems to be planning to do something about this disaster, I don't know the specifics, but my brother is dangerous......" Gradually, Kisara described the story of the "three siblings". Shining star - Oai Halkkini. A strong sister who likes to fight unevenly, and likes to "test (flirt) the brave". Destroying the white light - Kisara Halkkini. A younger sister who likes to travel.,The personality is similar to that of my sister.,I like pranks even more.。 Hell's Howl - Dorag Halkkinia. The elder brother, who doesn't know what he's thinking, does whatever he wants, sometimes bringing favors and sometimes disasters. Although Kisara's description made the other three people have a hint of concern. But for now, things have to go on. Uther continued to persuade Arthas, but it seemed to backfire, and the young man's rebelliousness and self-esteem, as well as a strong sense of duty, made Arthas not think that he had done a good job this time, as Uther had said, but that he had failed, and his own people had suffered heavy casualties. It's not a failure or anything! "Whatever we'll face next, if I were you, I'd take an army with me right now to wipe out all the undead there and avenge the people. That's what it sounds like! Isn't it? The prince shouted at his teacher. Seeing this, even Gianna raised her head and looked at the crazy prince in horror, because Arthas had begun to feel strange at this time. "Enough! Child, no matter how brave and powerful you are, you don't want to defeat the demon who can control the entire undead army alone. Uther whispered, motioning for Arthas to calm down. Hum! Okay, I'll do it for you! Before the three of them could stop Arthas, he stepped on his horse, raised his head high, and headed south. To this day, Gianna couldn't believe that Arthas had left Uther, his troops, and himself to challenge the demon lord Melganis. "I'm sorry, maybe it's not the right time to say that, but I think I should go find my sister," Kisara pulled the brim of her hat apologetically, "maybe she has a solution." "Yes, then......" Uther hesitated for a moment, "take me to say hello to your sister, I am very grateful for her help last time" "...... Ah, yes".................. At this time, Arthas was so angry that he was so angry that the poor fellow "whew... ...... whew" panted loudly, but it said nothing that could not be fast. At the same time, this exacerbated the irritability in the prince's heart: Why are you not invincible? Why didn't I anticipate the birth of a qiē in time? All kinds of troubled emotions almost burst his brain. Arthas felt a pang of chagrin and heartache at the thought that his father had been able to defeat the invading orc army when he was so old, and that he was still struggling to find clues. Yes, Arthas really didn't know how to deal with this plague that could not only massacre people on a large scale, but also turn them into enemies after their death. No matter how strong the Alliance's army is, how can this be able to defeat the zombie army that is all over the mountains! At first, he thought that if his father was here, he might be better off than he could have done himself. But on second thought, no! He must also feel as hesitant and helpless as he is now. And while he was pondering, "Oh, Prince, we meet again" "Are you...... Lady Halkkini's brother! "Exactly, it looks like my sister has already told you about me" Dorag said in a tone that seemed to be a secondary two (you had a lot of fun cosplaying) "What's the matter, are you confused just like this?" "You-" Arthas knew that the plague might not have been caused by the guy in front of him, but he was still very angry, "I'm sorry Lady Kisara, but-" Arthas turned over and dismounted, and picked up the hammer. I know I can't defeat the other party, but I don't intend to back down. "Hehe, that's good, unlike you before, at that time, you wielded your warhammer purely out of a sense of responsibility, that kind of attack, it is impossible to hit me" Dorag pulled out a great sword out of thin air - the legendary sword and the war hammer collided together. "Without hateful war, like a vulture without wings, it can't protect anything," Dorag said in a seductive voice, holding off Arthas's warhammer with only one sword in his hand. "The powerlessness of the partner will only evolve into a scale for the sake of breaking your feet. But now you're attacking with hatred," Dorag slammed his force and bounced Arthas away. "However, remember, what makes you hate, and then, use this flame of hatred to ignite great power" ......" Arthas was silent and slowly raised his head "So, what should I do......" "Hehe......" The corners of Dorag's mouth rose. ……………… A certain snake .................. All updated...... Four copies. Merely...... Blue-eyed really didn't know how to continue writing. Why don't I just change the world?233............ There is also a problem, the old man now has to learn to drive. Monday to Saturday, 8 a.m. to 10:30 a.m. and 1 p.m. to 3 p.m. Saying that the update is slow, think about it, the old decay is now four books. First of all, Lao Yu is not a professional writer, nor is he a typist. Typing, according to 4o words per minute, only 24oo words an hour, which is not enough for 3ooo. It's also a question of whether you can achieve 4o words per minute when writing a novel, so don't you think about typing all the time? That is to say, counting the conception, the 3ooo word is conservatively estimated to take an hour and a half to two hours. How much time does it take for four chapters, and if you count it as an hour and a half, it will take six hours. Fortunately, "Zuotian" is now a manuscript. Then it took me almost 5 hours. Sleeping and eating messily in a day, even if it is 9 hours. I only have 1o hours left in the day, I'm still busy myself, and I still have my graduation thesis. I can't arrange this time. In the future, the renewal of decay can only be said as much as possible. It is expected that one of the books will be updated with one chapter per day. More updates on Sundays. ………… Internet cafes don't dare to go to penguins, for fear of losing them. I'll talk about it after a while.

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