Gavin Rad will never forget this day!

Arthas-Minehir, his prince, his brother, his friend, now lay in a pool of blood, he was dead, and even his body did not have a head......

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Gavinrad almost couldn't contain his anger. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Traitor, you traitor!" He looked viciously at the bloody priest in front of him and roared.

This priest, along with an almost undead orc, is to blame for this tragedy!

Jon looked at Paladin Gavinrad Doom indifferently, without any expression on his face, and didn't bother to make any excuses.

A slap slammed into Jon's face, it was Arthas's squire Pharyk!

Jon's body didn't have time to dodge, so he could only take the slap hard, and then felt the burning pain on his face.

"Your Royal Highness, what's wrong with you, how can this be?" Farrick knelt down in front of Arthas's corpse and cried.

But his prince could no longer give him any response.

Gavinrad took out his war hammer and looked at an orc and a human in front of him, he was sure that they were all traitors of the Cursed Sect!

"Greet your death!" Gavinrad raised his hammer and shouted.

"Wait, Lord Gavin Rad!" A serious voice rang out from behind Gavinrad, a High Elf.

"You want to stop me, Landalloke?" Gavinrad said in a deep voice.

"My lord, these two men are the real murderers of the Prince of Arthas, and what we should do is to send them back to Lordaeron to be judged by King Terenus!" Landaloc said seriously.

Archmage Landalok, from Kenrito, is one of the few high-ranking mages in the Silver Hand, and perhaps the only one present who can persuade the Gavenradians.

The elven mage's face was full of persistence.

Gavinrad finally nodded, put down the war hammer in his hand, and glared at the two murderers: "I swear, you will be judged more terrible than death!" ”

Jon suddenly remembered at this time, should he just let Abdul-Jabbar kill himself and then dump all the pot on Abdul-Jabbar? In this way, I can be a martyr of Lordaeron, alas, I feel a little lost...... Now, it's too late......

"I'll send these two murderers to Lordaeron, Lord Gavin Rad!" Fallano, kneeling on the ground, wiped away his tears.

Gavinrad gave Farek a pitying look and sighed, "Then I'll leave it to you, Captain Farek!" ”

He glanced at Arthas's body again, and he didn't know what to do with it.

"My lord, bury the body of His Highness Arthas directly here!" Landaloc said lightly.

Gavin Rad and Farrick both looked at him at once.

"No father wants to see this tragedy, and this will only be a second blow to him...... Turning this beautiful mountain into the burial place of His Highness Alsace would be a kind of respect for him! ”

There was silence, and Gavinrad finally made a decision: "Put these two murderers in the prison car, and we will bury our prince!" ”

"Let's go!" Jon heard a shout of rage behind him, and then he was kicked in the right leg by one of the guards.

It hurt a little, but he didn't complain, and was obediently sent to the prison car with Abdul-Jabbar.

……

At this moment, Lordaeron Cathedral!

"Bishop Seren?" A young pastor glanced at the woman in front of him who had suddenly stood up, with some surprise.

"I'm sorry, I suddenly had something!" Natalie Cherine smiled apologetically and left her place.

There was a commotion in the church, and it was rude to leave abruptly during the service, even if she was a bishop.

"Quiet, go on!" The majestic voice of Archbishop Benedictas resounded through the cathedral, and calm returned to the church.

Natalie couldn't do much more, she trotted back to her house, locked the door, and opened a secret cabinet, then a drawer.

In the drawer is an old and beautiful dagger.

"What's wrong, Salatas, you're calling me?" Natalie asked, a little strangely.

A graceful phanteur appeared in front of Natalie, and she giggled, "Dear Natalie, tell you something, something that will surprise you terribly!" ”

"What's the matter?"

"Something happened to your cute little sweetheart!" Saratas said with a smile.

"Little sweetheart?" Natalie was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted: "Wait, you said Jon?" What happened to him? Could it be that he was injured? ”

Natalie knew that her godson, Jon, had followed Prince Arthas's army to Andohar to settle the matter of the undead, and she couldn't help but panic when she heard Saratas say this!

"No, no, no!" Saratas shook his head: "Much more serious than this!" ”

Natalie frowned, she knew very well that the more Saratas had such an expression, the more serious the matter might be.

"Didn't I spend some time in his pendant, so my consciousness could sense what was going on with him...... Jon, your lovely godson, his behavior is getting more and more interesting to me......"

"Tell me the point, Saratas!" Natalie said anxiously.

"He killed!"

Natalie sighed softly and saw that Jon was not injured.

"He killed Arthas-Minethir!" Saratas blinked slightly.

"Are you lying to me?" Natalie glanced at Saratas, a little confused.

Saratas shook his head solemnly this time, "No, Natalie, now your poor little Jon should be escorted to Lordaeron by a group of Lordaeron's guards, and what awaits him will be the most terrible criminal ...... of Lordaeron."

Natalie's face was a little pale, and she fell into a brief moment of confusion.

"Do you know why your poor little Jon killed Prince Arthas?" Salatas asked in a seductive voice.

"I don't want to know!" Natalie stood up.

"Wait, Natalie, what are you going to do?" Salatas was somewhat stunned.

Natalie Selene said calmly, "There is only one way from Lordaeron to Andorhar, and it is not difficult to find them!" ”

As she spoke, she began to pack her things!

"Wait, you're crazy? Are you going to ......," Salatas exclaimed.

"Yes!" Natalie nodded with a stern face: "Saratas, maybe later, you have to lend me a little strength!" ”

With that, she stuck the ancient dagger into her belt and walked out of the hut.