The bell of Lordaeron Cathedral struck the seventh of the morning, and young Jon awoke from his dream. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When she opened her eyes and looked inside the room for a moment, she saw that the cabin was empty except for herself, and it seemed that Miss Natalie had gotten up early and gone out for a rare moment.

With a bit of sleepiness, Jon slowly moved his body, went to the fireplace, skillfully took out a bundle of firewood, and began to prepare his own breakfast.

Jon Mills, who is the priest's apprentice at Lordaeron Cathedral, is currently sixteen years old, of course, this is the age of this life, if you add the previous life, it should be considered a four!

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, lost consciousness due to a car accident, and woke up to find that he had traveled to this world and became a five-year-old boy in Stormwind City.

However, his luck was unlucky, as a few days after he crossed over, the king of Stormwind, Ryan Wrynn, was assassinated by the orc Garona, and Jon was fortunate enough to witness the fall of Stormwind and the rise of the Horde.

If it weren't for the young priest who had been guarding him, even at the last moment of his life, using up all her mana and unleashing a "Guardian Soul" spell on him, I'm afraid the name "Jon Mills" would have been carved into the inscription in the Stormwind graveyard.

The young priest's face had faded in Jon's memory, and Jon only remembered that her name was Alice, and that she was the mother of this body......

However, Captain Bonnard Mills, the infantry captain of Shining Gold, was not as fortunate as his son, and he died heroically at the East Valley Lumber Yard thirty minutes before his wife's death, becoming one of the first victims of the Battle of Stormwind.

Jon, on the other hand, took refuge in Lordaeron with Anduin Lothar and the other Stormwind exiles, and lived with Miss Natalie Selene for more than a decade.

A bowl of oatmeal and a piece of cheese bread were quickly brought to the wooden table by Jon, and the smell was bursting from it, it was his breakfast. More than ten years of life is enough to change a lot, such as turning a skinny boy into a slender teenager, and making an otaku who once couldn't even make scrambled eggs with tomatoes become a good amateur chef.

It sounds incredible, but if you've been living with someone like Miss Natalie Celine for more than ten years, it seems like a no-brainer.

Natalie is Jon's godmother, who was originally the best friend of Jon's mother Alice, and after hearing about the tragedy in Stormwind, she did not hesitate to pick up the young Jon in the hands of the exile.

Overall, Natalie is a pretty good guardian, she is a priest of her own Lordaeron church, because she made a significant contribution to the battle with the orcs in Blackstone Mountain, she was promoted to bishop, she has a high status in the kingdom of Lordaeron, and she also cares about Jon as a godson on weekdays......

In addition to being a little mean occasionally, there is also a terrible way to cook at a really low level!

After a relaxing breakfast, Jon put on a pristine white priest robe and walked out of the hut to feel the morning breeze blowing in Lordaeron!

From the Tirisphahl to Stratholme, the vast and fertile land north of the continent of Azeroth is the most powerful of the Alliance's Seven Kingdoms. And after the southern kingdom of Azeroth (Stormwind Kingdom) was devastated by the orc invasion, Lordaeron became the leader of the entire alliance.

The city of Lordaeron is the capital of the kingdom of Lordaeron. Situated on the northern shore of Loch Lordamere, the city is set against the silvery white surface of the lake, with high walls and minarets intertwined, exuding a peaceful, serene and sacred atmosphere, with the only downside being that it may be a bit chilly for those who have adapted to the warmer climate of the south.

Outside the door, the neighbors spotted Jon.

"It's Jon, I've just brought a barrel of Ironforge's finest ale here, would you like to have a two!" Seeing Jon walk out of the house, Uncle Kane from the tavern next door grinned and said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Kane!" Jon smiled apologetically, "I have to go to the cathedral right now!" ”

"Oh, that's it!" Old Kane nodded, and then said, "If you come back early in the evening, remember to come over, and I'll leave you two glasses!" ”

Jon nodded, and a middle-aged soprano voice came from the other side.

"Little Jon, so early?" It was the neighbor, Mrs. Bella, who spoke.

"Yes, good morning, Mrs. Bella!" Jon bowed lightly to the middle-aged woman and replied, "Father Lancaster told me something happened today, let me come early!" ”

"Oh, then go quickly, don't make the priest wait!"

To the neighbors, unlike Miss Céline's scathing and aloof priestess, her godson Jon was always kind to people and would often help them with their errands, and in short, he was a very likable child.

Also for Jon, the neighbors here are warm and kind, completely different from their previous life......

It's been fifteen years now, and there are only five years left, and after five years, the Scourge will descend, and this beautiful city will be trampled by its princes, and almost all its inhabitants will be turned into the undead overnight, and the whole city will become a terrifying capital of the undead, the Dark City!

Natalie, Uncle Kane, and Mrs. Bella, the thought of these familiar faces will either become corpses, or, more disgusting, will become part of the raw material of abomination.

"I wish I could change that!" Jon, who had left the sight of Uncle Kane and Mrs. Bella, spoke softly in a voice that only he could hear.

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Turn the corner and you will see the large bell at the top of Lordaeron Cathedral.

Lordaeron was quiet in the early morning, and for most of the vendors, their day's work had not yet begun, and there were not even a few guards patrolling the road.

Of course, there are people who work in advance, such as beggars.

"Does anyone need to shine their shoes? Only two copper plates are required, no ...... A copper plate will do the trick to ensure that your shoes will be polished......"

A timid voice came from behind Jon, interrupting the silence along the way.

Jon turned his head and saw that he was a limping beggar, he looked very old, his face was wrinkled, and his clothes looked like they had never been changed in his life, showing a strange black, and at the same time like a few strips of cloth put together, very shabby, even unclothed.

What was even more shocking was that there was a deep scar on the beggar's thigh, the blood seemed to have just coagulated, and there was a layer of dirty dust on it.

Jon walked over, his steps deliberately light.

The beggar seemed a little frightened, his body shrank back slightly, and asked softly, "Dear priest, do you need to shine your shoes, you only need a copper plate......

Jon shook his head, pointed to the wound on the beggar's thigh, and asked, "Sir, where did this wound of yours come from?" ”

The beggar's body shrank back again, and after a while, he spoke, "This is ...... This is the ...... I fell down from the King's Road last night and broke my ."

There was a foul stench coming from the beggar's body, but Jon didn't react to it.

"Is it just a fall!" Jon breathed a sigh of relief, it didn't matter, it would have been bad if he had been bitten by some beast.

The beggar nodded, as if sensing that the priest in front of him had no ill will and was not shrinking back.

"Sir, don't be afraid, I want to use a healing spell on you to help you heal your wounds, is that okay?" Jon asked, looking down.

The beggar nodded again, and there was not much fear in his eyes by this time.

"May the Light bless you!" Jon raised his hands and smiled.

"The main talent has been activated!" At the same time, a cold voice came from Jon's head.