After coming out of the ashram, everyone looked at Oryx differently. Full of longing and envy, especially Bridget Abydis, if it weren't for so many people, she would have to jump up and hug him and celebrate him.

The quiet room, although it is called quiet, but the people inside say something, and they can't keep the outsiders from hearing it.

Besides, these people were already surrounded by holy light, and their five senses were keen, and most of them heard the conversation between His Royal Highness the Prince, Corporal Lixian, and the scholar repeatedly shirked and finally thanked the Lord for his gratitude.

What a great honor!

Don't look at the fact that His Royal Highness Arthas is only twenty-three years old, but his reputation is well-known in the Kingdom of Lordaeron. From the princes and nobles to the common people, no one does not believe in their hearts that he will be wiser and wiser than his father and lead the people of Lordaeron to a more brilliant tomorrow.

has won the favor of this highness, and can undoubtedly truly interpret the word glory.

"Ladies and gentlemen, while we are not yet able to determine the accuracy of the prophecy, the Light has given us plenty of time. The portal to the land of Northrend across the Eastern Kingdoms is already being constructed, and I will take on the duties of a prince and personally participate in the investigation. May the Light always shine on our way and defuse the coming catastrophe! ”

Alsace's sonorous voice was infectious, and Aurex had to say that the prince's charisma was truly outrageous, and his casual speeches were on the level of the pre-war declarations of the protagonist of a commercial blockbuster.

And there is nothing wrong with this, it may not be qualified to be in front of a group of older paladins who have experienced the second war, but aren't they all young people in front of them, and they need his encouragement.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, seeing that the prince was going to take the lead in the investigation mission, and before they knew it, the fear that they were about to go to a strange land to face the unknown and dangerous enemy was also diluted a lot.

"Okay, now that we're all candidates for this mission, let's do what needs to be done. The horses are ready, we'll join up with the army at the Chapel of Light's Wish for training, and once the teleportation is complete, we'll be out investigating the so-called Lich King! ”

With that, Arthas clapped his hands and walked in front with Oryx, and the group of young paladins behind him, who had already had a fighting spirit of +100, also followed in an orderly manner.

On the way, Oryx was in a state of flux, and he wondered if the Lich King had anticipated all of this - his plans were disrupted by the arrival of a traverser, and before the plague could be used to quietly defuse the target's defenses, the target turned to investigate himself.

Eventually possible Scourge Corps biochemistry. The weapon was almost ineffective, and Lordaeron's side was in full battle, and the Scourge could only attack, but Lordaeron, as the strongest kingdom that had been operating in this land for more than a thousand years—indeed more than a thousand years, Lordaeron was founded relatively late, and it was just a settlement opened up by a group of ascetics who believed in the Holy Light—and maybe it could really be carried down.

Then, the Lich King saw that the cost performance of Corrupted Alsace was too low, so he might shift the target, and Orrix's [Open History Mission] could also be completed, and 100 time energy was in hand, so it was beautiful! As for what happens next, let's take it one step at a time.

But still don't take it lightly! Azeroth's history is not an immutable chessboard, and if a person like the Lich King has no back, or can't think of a better way to deal with it, then it doesn't deserve to be regarded as one of the biggest threats to Azeroth in the early stage of the "Troubled Times of the Coming Catastrophe".

Thinking about the history, and not seeing a few of the old members of the Knights' branch who had been on Stratholme's side before, Oryx suddenly came to his senses.

Dare Uther still prefers Arthas, the apprentice, instinctively let him go directly to the headquarters of the Chapel of the Holy Light's Wish to report, but he let him come here first, making it clear that he is in charge of the affairs of the master's side, and rushed to the meeting with this group of young paladins, brushing the prestige and supporting on the way, and warming up for the class of the Knights and the Kingdom.

When I arrived at the south gate of the city, there were attendants waiting here with more than a hundred war horses. The training ground was crowded with the wounded, and they had to gather here. Fortunately, when he left the city, Arthas put on his cloak and hood, otherwise he would have been recognized by the enthusiastic crowd, and he would not have been able to squeeze out for a few hours.

The thought of riding to the Chapel of Light's Wish again gave Oryx a headache.

Stratholme is more than 200 kilometers away from the other place, there are about 30 people, more than 100 horses, shaved off the mounts of the attendants, I think there is no need to spare horsepower on the road, change the ride to get to the next settlement as soon as possible, and then change horses and then hurry, high-intensity marching, almost a night and a half day, tomorrow at noon.

He had just ridden a griffon for seven or eight hours, and he was so tired that he couldn't even straighten his waist, and he had to ride a horse for so long, but it was really hard for people to live. But the others had also arrived from Andorhar and nearby areas this morning, and many of them had not arrived much earlier than him, and no one else had said that they were tired, and he was not qualified to complain.

Besides, the dignified paladin is a practitioner of the Holy Light, so a little way, shouting a woolen bitterness!

So the group of people hit the road in a mighty way, the young paladins in front, the squires behind, and a few of them still holding the banner of the Knights of the Silver Hand, which was quite high-profile - the Knights often engaged in this kind of training, so it did not cause any speculation.

Arthas also deliberately left a place for Oryx by his side, as if he was intentionally telling everyone, look, this is the person I fancied!

The importance of horse control skills trained from an early age is evident at this time. You can't be too slow, you have to follow your own prince, or you will live up to this favor, and you can't be too fast, if you exceed it, it will be disrespectful.

There is only one shortcoming, that is, tiredness and high mental tension.

Oryx is really emotional, look at the children of the night in Sulama, the teleportation network is all over the place, and it is convenient to go anywhere. Although the high elves do not have a teleportation network, they have a large number of mages, and all high-level travel like this one passes through portals, compared to the two, humans are too backward.

He wanted to ride a griffin, but the paladins rode horses, and Arthas couldn't take him with him for specialization.

Along the way, he was called a thought. Every time the ass slid on the saddle, a new idea came to mind, and finally settled on the task of Alsace - what should I do with it?

The fate of Alsace may not be so easy to change, right?

……

The pain didn't last long, and that night, as soon as we arrived at the Northland garrison camp, the pain was over - although they were allies with Quel'Thalas, there was still a regular army stationed near the border of the High Elf Kingdom of Quel's Tale.

It's just a normal station, not mainly to guard against the High Elves, but to cooperate with the ranger detachment stationed in Quellins to prevent those smugglers who are carried away by the legend of "the gold of the Yongge Forest" and want to sneak in and make a fortune from crossing the border. Every year, in the official letter sent by the high elves, the most talked about is the problem of smuggling, no problem.

It turned out that the mages who went to the Chapel of Light's Wish to set up a teleportation channel learned that His Royal Highness the Prince of the Kingdom of Lordaeron was rushing there, so they kindly gave a service and sent someone to open the portal and send everyone over.

So Oryx finally arrived at the Chapel of the Light's Wish.

In fact, strictly speaking, the Chapel of the Wish of Light at this time is not called this name, and it cannot be called by the name of the next generation. It was only a small chapel with no cataclysmic walls, nor was it an easily defended fortress, rather shabby, but in line with the Order's pursuit of simplicity, far from being as legendary as later generations.

However, the tradition of burying the Heroic Spirits of the Holy Light here began as early as the Second War.