Bathed in the light of the pain and warmth of the Holy Light, Unas fell into a strange dream.

In the warm and gorgeous bedroom, a tall middle-aged man wearing a crown receives a small baby from a half-bedridden and tired mother.

"Haha, my son," the noble middle-aged man turned his head, his face blurred, "Delia, come and see your brother, he will be your best playmate and brother." ”

The chubby little baby sucks its fingers slightly in swaddling clothes, and its cute appearance can melt the heart of any little girl.

"Father, I will definitely take good care of him."

……

On a thunderstormy night, in front of the golden palace gate, a dirty blonde boy was put in the middle by the guards, but he didn't care about the pride on his face.

"Arthas! Do you know how worried my mother is? Don't run around at night! ”

"Verbosity, I'm just playing hide and seek with them!"

"Hmph, ignore you! Mother will punish you! ”

……

"Galia, I'm sorry, you can't marry Lord Presto."

"Why!? He loves me, I love him, you said, I can choose for myself..."

"Don't ask again, he doesn't love you, he's just deceiving you, using you, and even his identity is fake."

"I'm going to ask him personally!"

"Trust your father, Galia, don't think about that man anymore, that will only bring nightmares."

"Woo, I won't marry anyone but him!"

"You... Alas, the truth will make you forget about him, I didn't want to tell you..."

……

"My dear sister, I have great news for you, I am going to become a paladin!"

The young man who was full of youth was jubilant and noisy, and the royal demeanor deliberately put on in front of others was gone.

"Well, congratulations to my dearest brother, you are finally going to become a real man, and my sister will be protected by you in the future."

"I'm not going to protect you," the boy grimaced, "that's your future husband's job." ”

"Little villain, what if I don't have a husband in the future?"

"Then you go to the cathedral to be a nun, I heard that all the women who don't have a man want have gone."

"Little bastard, it seems that my usual discipline is not enough at all, and the royal etiquette will be copied a hundred times!"

The boy wailed, "Spare me, dearest sister, I love you the most..."

……

The intermittent memories make Unas immersive like a movie, and finally come to the final scene:

"His Royal Highness the Prince triumphant!"

Although the tragedy of Stratholme was not long in coming, and news of the outbreak of a terrible plague continued to spread throughout the country, the victory of the expedition to the north was greeted with the warmest welcome, and the triumphant cheers shook the city.

Early in the morning, she reached the top of the cathedral, the highest point in the city, overlooking the city gates.

Under the city gates shrouded in cheers and flowers, the black-robed prince took the lead, followed by a solemn and orderly army, and the silence and solemnity of the whole army made the voices on both sides of the street suddenly fall down.

The prince and his army did not wave to the crowd or stop to deliver a victory speech, but marched unhurriedly towards the palace.

The stunned people who were taken as air dispersed in disappointment, and only a few curious people stayed to observe the strange army.

Of course, the tower did not notice this, she was only happy for her brother's safe return, and when the triumphant procession entered the palace, she came down from the tower with the guards around her, ready to rush back to meet her relatives who had not been seen for many days.

But halfway through, he was stopped by a group of people, among them several ministers of the kingdom, who shouted in a panic, "The prince killed his father and treason, and is killing in the palace, we fought to the death to escape, Your Royal Highness, you can't go back to the palace!" ”

"How is this possible?"

Of course, Jialia couldn't believe it, but the growing noise was coming from the direction of the palace, and the people fleeing for their lives appeared one after another, and her confidence gradually faded.

"Your Highness, let's go back to the cathedral for the time being, no matter what happens, we can't stop it!"

The ministers and the guards around them desperately brought her back to the cathedral, at this time everyone only thought that it was a bloody coup d'état, and did not realize that the catastrophe of the slaughter of the city and the extermination of the clan was imminent.

The crowd climbed to the top of the cathedral tower and watched as the Alsatian army swept through the city like a black torrent, screaming and screaming became the main theme of the city.

The crowd was already numb in fear as the undead soldiers with glowing eyes surrounded the cathedral, and it was only a matter of time before the doors of the church, though strong, were breached.

In the last critical moment, the Archbishop of the Holy Light of Lordaeron took Calia to the secret room in the depths of the church, and took out the most precious treasure of the entire Holy Light Church, the Holy Book, from the layers of locks.

This ancient sacred text is the source of the teachings of the Holy Light, and only very few people can read the words in it, and it contains enough holy power for all beings to worship.

"Your Highness, I will seal this book inside you and summon a Heroic Spirit to protect you, there is a secret passage behind this secret room that leads directly to the outside of the city, you must escape!"

"No, Godfather, you are more qualified than me to protect this holy artifact, and you are the one who deserves to live! I'm going to stay here, I'm going to see what Alsace is like now! ”

"Don't you want to believe it at this point? If you can't see him, the undead outside won't show mercy to your men! ”

"No matter what, I won't run away!"

Seeing that the stubborn princess could not be convinced, the archbishop's cross staff lit up with white light, and the unsuspecting Jialia was struck by this spell and was firmly entangled in a chain of golden light.

"Forgive me, Your Highness Caria," the archbishop's eyes were full of remorse, "I could have prevented this tragedy, I could, the great Light had revealed to me, but superficially I did not understand this terrible future, it was my sin, and I would repent with my life." ”

Jialia screamed "hmm", and her mouth was sealed.

"If Arthas still retains a shred of humanity, you are the only one who can make his butcher's knife hesitate, Lordaeron's future is in your hands, Galia, when the opportunity comes, please pass on my salvation to him."

In the glorious golden light, Jialia fell into a stupor, and when she awoke, she was already in a carriage driving on a remote mountain road, surrounded by several loyal royal guards.

The princess, who had lost almost everything, began to live a life of exile, and they hid in Tibet, but the Scourge army was all over the land, and the royal guards were either killed in battle or separated, and their numbers were getting smaller and smaller.

After the rise of the human forces of the Far Mountain Monastery, they also took refuge here, but were turned away due to their unknown identity.

The Chief of the Guard, also known as Uncle Gale, repeatedly persuaded Jialia to identify herself in order to obtain the protection of the Silver Hand and the Northern Feng Legion, but she resolutely refused.

The untold hardships of the past year had already transformed the stubborn and proud princess into a cowardly girl, and she kept asking herself in her heart: Will the people of Lordaeron still accept the surname Minethir?

She had heard too many curses and curses against her brother, and the catastrophe that Arthas had wreaked havoc on countless people, and the hatred of the surviving people for the fallen prince was unspeakable.

The guilt of her blood relatives had left her with a great sense of guilt, which overwhelmed her, and Minecil owed the whole country and her people, and that was all she thought.

So she didn't want to identify herself to anyone, not even to survive in the land of Lordaeron.

After another failed smuggling attempt, Gail was the only loyal guard left, and the two who managed to escape had to flee to Poison Canyon, where they were recruiting.

When the garrison of the canyon agreed to send her underground, she felt a little lighter for the first time in a long time, hoping that the alien kingdom would dilute the guilt that weighed on her back like a mountain.

But unexpectedly, the leakage of her identity attracted the kidnappers, and she could only watch the number of deaths for her increase again, watch the paladin who desperately came to save her be teased by the devil, and watch the paladin degenerate into a demon who should have sworn to die.

At this moment, it was as if she had seen how her dearest brother had fallen into darkness.

How did that boy who admired justice and protection become a cruel and crazy Lich King?

The question that haunted her every night was answered right before her eyes—too quickly, too easily, to be transformed from a noble paladin into a demon in a split second.

Arthas, my dear brother, did you fall into the abyss in the same way?

The paladin's figure gradually coincided with his brother, and Galia's will became stronger, I must not hurt him, I want to save him!

Even after being choked by the paladin, Galia's obsession did not disappear, and the archbishop's words resounded in his head - "Pass salvation to him!" ”

The dying soul was briefly preserved by the powerful power of the Holy Book, and Galaia transformed into a golden heroic spirit and unleashed the spell that the archbishop had poured into her.

The sacred book fell on Unas's chest, and the majestic holy power entered the demon's body, igniting the gray seed of holy light in his eyebrows, and the rift on the demon's heart was infinitely expanded, and evil thoughts were being cleansed and purified by the holy power.

The divine magic that Archbishop of the Holy Light of Lordaeron had exchanged for his life was supposed to redeem the soul of Arthas, but now it was "enjoyed" by Unas.

Even Bethires at the heart was powerless to defend himself by the Holy Book, and could only be purified by this glorious holy power.

Unas's demonized body gradually recovered, his skin returned to a healthy flush, his hands and feet turned into their original shape, the bat's wings and demon horns were silently peeled off, and the human paladin returned.

After a long wait, he opened his eyes, stood up, and looked around in some incredulity, the demonization was like a nightmare, and he finally woke up from the dream.

The sacred book and the white shadow that had fought him were gone, and only Luisa's body lay quietly on the ground not far away.

Unas felt all of her in the dream, her hatred, her love, her pain, her joy, and he became the most aware of her in the world.

"It's my turn to redeem you, my dear princess."