I, I, what did I do?

Blood, how can there be blood on my hands??

Grandpa, how did grandpa get stabbed???

Alphonse. Barov ushered in the darkest moment of his life in a look of confusion.

"Carlos. Barov assassinated Terina......"

The guard suddenly shouted, but Carlos reacted instantly, and cast the Decree with a force close to the level of rage: Shock.

"Shut up!"

"Grab ......"

Carlos ripped off the decorative cloak and put it directly on the head of the howler, kicking him in shock in the same position as SpartaDada.

Just kidding, people like themselves are confused, these guys who come with their mouths must have bad intentions.

Carlos was the first to make his judgment.

We must not let these wastes shout at the top of their voices, we must suppress the field, it doesn't matter what the truth is now, we must first ensure that our voice is the loudest.

"There are assassins!"

Carlos howled, and the guards of Terenus were stunned.

We know there are Assassins, what is your Assassin leader shouting?

Even without weapons, Carlos could unleash a divine storm with his bare hands, and the strong air currents dispersed the idlers and others around Tyrenus who fell to the ground, and Carlos stepped forward to observe his old father-in-law's injuries.

This is......

A vicious cursed blade.

Alphonse stabbed his grandfather, it was not a simple physical injury, the dagger was in the abdomen, there was no blood left, the blade had been fused with flesh and blood, but the evil magical energy was destroying the vitality of Terenus.

Come to think of it, the strongest paladin in Azeroth is here, and a simple knife wound Carlos can be healed on the spot.

Only then can the evil magic curse accomplish the dirty ends of those conspirators.

Carlos opened his wings of light to amplify his senses, and a large amount of pure light surrounded him and lifted him up and floated in the air.

"You're a ...... killer"

There was also a short-eyed attempt to accuse Carlos, only to see Carlos stretch out his hand and point at another retarded person.

At this time, the effect of the Decree: Shock began to fade, and the people who came to their senses began to wonder what was going on.

Carlos, who had completed the charge, poured the light into Terenus's body, and plunged his virtual right hand into his old father-in-law's abdomen, forcibly pulling out the cursed blade.

Stimulated by a large amount of light, Terenus briefly regained consciousness.

"Find the real Alphons, find my grandson!"

Tyrenus has been in politics for decades, and it only took a moment to understand what that farce meant.

Someone is stirring up a relationship between himself and Carlos, destroying the foundation of peace between the Kingdom of Lordaeron and Alterac, destroying the cornerstone of the alliance, and obliterating Carlos's popularity.

Once Carlos loses his prestige, then if he dies, the alliance will be ruined.

Terenus glanced at his grandson, his eyes full of compassion and sorrow.

He didn't believe Alphonse did it on purpose, but the extreme exhaustion of his body ate away at his will, and Terenus felt that endless darkness was sweeping over him.

"Carlos, I'll leave it to you."

Uttering this in what he thought was the loudest voice, Terenus fell again.

This time, though, Carlos picked him up.

"Hold the assassin down."

Carlos gave it to Sedan. Da Sohan gave him a look, and Saidan immediately understood, and rushed forward to choke Alphonse by the throat and drag him away from the scene.

Motioning for Galia to send her father away to rest, Carlos began the reckoning time.

Can't be cowardly, can't back down, and before Terenus wakes up again, Carlos must fight back.

This was a premeditated political plan, and if Carlos's assassination of Terenus was confirmed, all the prestige he had accumulated over the years would be ruined.

It's horrible.

At this time, Carlos felt a burst of fear.

Underestimate Kel'thugad, underestimate Neozu, underestimate the Burning Legion and the Elder Gods.

Almost, almost a little bit of disaster.

Carlos exuded a terrifying aura and questioned the guards in front of him.

"My father-in-law was assassinated, and he didn't choose to protect your king at the first time, but was ready to slander me, who instructed you?"

"I, I'm just ......"

Unable to stand Carlos's oppression, the guards suddenly burst out, but Carlos pinched the tip of the sword with two fingers.

"Tell me the messenger, and I'll give you a way to live."

Carlos pressed him again.

"It's you!"

The guard suddenly showed a fanatical expression and shouted, "Long live Your Majesty Carlos!" ”

Then the corners of his mouth were bleeding and he collapsed to the ground and died.

"Retarded?"

Carlos turned to the officers of the Lordaeron Guard.

"I don't know how many of you have a problem, but make sure the one over there is alive."

Carlos pointed to the guy who had been shaken into a sage by himself with holy light.

"Your Highness, this is a premeditated rebellion, Your Majesty Terenus is in dire need of recuperation now, please appease everyone."

"Okay, I will."

"Then, summon Arthas back."

Because of Terenus's final command, the queen understood that Carlos was a man to rely on and chose to trust him.

But the seeds of doubt have been sown, and the land of Lordaeron has risen in the wind.

Praise the Light, and after a day and a night of slumber, Terenus finally awoke.

"How's Alphonse doing?"

The kind grandfather immediately thought of his grandson.

"Imprisoned in the palace dungeon."

With bloodshot eyes in her eyes, she sat beside her father's bed and watched indefatigably.

"I'm sorry, Galya, there is a better way, now that I think about it, there is obviously a better way, but at that time, my father couldn't think of it, so he could only wronged Alphonse."

"I know."

"The impact of this matter is very bad, if one is not handled well, the alliance will fall into civil war, and your husband will be ruined."

"I know."

"Carlos, I want to see him."

"He's in the dungeon."

"Really? Let's wait a while. ”

"Hmm."

"Galya, why are you crying?"

"No, nothing."

Saying it's nothing, Galya. At last, Minecil couldn't stop crying, and fell on his father's body and wept loudly.

Terenus reached out to stroke her daughter's face, only to see a withered palm.

This is my hand?

Touching his face again, his cheekbones are high, his cheeks are sunken, and his lips are rough.

I...... I guess I won't live long.

Terenus suddenly had a glimmer of realization.

"Galya, please go and call Carlos, I'm afraid I can't wait."

After urging his daughter to leave, Terenus rang the bell and ordered his chief to summon the others.

Retribution.

It turned out that the "huge shadow" that his son-in-law said really existed around him.

I really deserve to be blinded by infinite glory.

Terenus knew very well that none of this would be Carlos' doing.

Because Carlos, like himself, is a king who lives on prestige and glory, and a poor worm with a "human design".

If it weren't for Carlos' desire to assassinate, it would all be terrible.

Just as Terenus was immersed in thought, a scream disturbed him.

"Your Majesty, this is the third assassin."

The Assassination Blade, which belonged only to Terenus, emerged from the shadows, bowed to its master, and took with him the corpse of the Assassin disguised as an acolyte.

Terenus nodded, seemingly continuing to distract.