As a baby, it is not easy for me to behave like an adult many times, especially since it is definitely painful to still retain my original will, memories and knowledge. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 During this time, I had to make some gestures that ordinary people could not understand, such as crying and being in a daze, to hide the behavior that my body should have at this age, otherwise the servants would think that I was sick or unwell. But when I pretend to be doing something, there are always a lot of servants around me, shushing me for warmth.

However, this is not without its benefits, it is that it gives me a chance to get acquainted with the surroundings and learn the language and understand the environment. After all, no one would have thought that they would hide any emotions from a baby. And that's not all, the most important thing is to be able to get up close and personal with the pretty maids and do some of the so-called bad things that I am really my age group for, and they who just think of me as a child really don't think of my evil.

The future heirs of the great powers of mankind must not be neglected. Anyway, they still really care and love me in their hearts, and it's not just because of who I am. And also because of the same kings who were kind to them. They were really attentive to me, and they were happier that I wasn't as difficult to manage as other children, such as they didn't have to change my diaper and were able to take care of their own meals, even though they didn't realize my ability to take care of the latter, and still took a spoon to feed me.

It is precisely because I have the same understanding as an adult that I can go beyond the pace of what young children learn. This surprised and made my mother, Liani, who taught me personally, very surprised and proud, but it also attracted jealousy, my sister Kelia, who was also taught by her, two years older than me. Because in her heart, she thought that her parents could bring her a type that she could rely on. It's just that everything is not as she would like, although she is already very smart at this age, but her achievements are only at the level of a toddler after all.

When I was growing up, my father, Terenus, always kept me company, but because of the busy schedule of state, at sunset, at the top of the royal palace in the majestic Lordaeron Castle, the great king of mankind was tall, with the scars of his sword on his arms and the muscles in his arms telling people that he was once a warrior. Although the royal family's characteristic blonde hair has long since faded, the wrinkled face is a complete indication of the fact that he has worked day and night for the country, and it is just in time for the setting sun. That's why he's different from his sister to me, he desperately needs a prince to do all this, and he doesn't want the Michiel family and kingdom to be cut off into his hands.

As long as he is still in the royal city, no matter how busy he is, he will always hold me at this time and place and tell me some heroic deeds of his ancestors. Most of them are the hardships of the life of human ancestors, the great and noble faith of paladins, and other heroic deeds. And under the sunshine of the dusk, it seemed that the old man recalled that time, and he was also taught by his father here in this way. Although there are many times the stories that are repeated compared to those deeds, I prefer to listen to some historical stories of other races to see if they are the same as my memory. But even though I know he won't tell me this, I'm looking forward to this moment at this time of day. After all, some knowledge can be seen sooner or later, and some things may be lost if they are lost.

However, I found that my father could not help but express some contempt for the mage in his conversation. Although Antonio was his most trusted old friend, he had also told the story of the mage, and in his opinion that the head of the council of Kenrito had chosen the wrong path. Because in the eyes of his father, he could have been a figure like the archbishop.

Having grown up with a lot of glory, I finally stepped into a moment of relative independence. My parents have long been proud of me as a suitable successor. I may have thought of how the Alsace I remember was depraved, because he was rarely frustrated and ignored as a child. The glorious one with so many auras, that's why those frustrations make that "me" easily tempted and depraved. And the parents in front of them are unaware of the results brought about by this. I really feel glad that I have this clear understanding, and maybe because of this I will not go down the path that belongs to me.

But good things sometimes lead to dramatic tragedy. They also gave me new study tasks. That is the faith that my father felt humbled by in the face of the capital---- the way of the Light. So he took me personally to another of his close friends like Antonio, Archbishop Alonsos Fao. In response to the request of his old friend, the same archbishop, who had the same friendship with his father, valued me, the king who could spread the Light in the future, both in public and private, and sent his disciple, Uther, whom he considered to be the best. Although I had proposed many times before that I should have Tulayan, a young paladin who had not yet made a name for himself, give me a lesson. But the response to my request is

"This young man has not yet truly comprehended the Way of Light! "And the person who answered my question was none other than my future mentor, a tall and athletic man, wearing heavy plate armor in front of him, and his beard and black and yellow hair clearly a warrior's outfit, but unlike other warriors, you could feel a kind of strength in his kind face, and if it was an enemy facing him...

It was clear that Uther was not optimistic about the young man, and I could think of a reason or two, and it was precisely because of the young fellow's questioning spirit. And this is where the Light is intolerable, which may be why I remember that after Lothar's death, I heard that this junior was leading the alliance on his own, although this did not mean that he would disobey any orders from the commander-in-chief.

In fact, my father also strongly urged this native Lordaeron to teach his son, and I soon found out the reason, it turned out that this paladin was recommended by his father back then, and the two of them had been friends since their father was a prince, and their relationship when they were children was the same as that of my current school companions Falik, Melwin, and Thassarian. It's just the opposite in age, now I'm the youngest, and he's a lot older than Uther.

Although I was the most slack in my studies of the Light, I was still the fastest learner. However, in the opinion of the mentor Uther, attitude is more important than grades, so that their grades are on par with mine in the end. Tyrese could only be happy and sad about my performance, because attitude was also very important in his concept, and my mother's doting always made fun of me when I was young. But whenever my father was arguing with my mother, my sister would make a gloating face at me, and I would be punished for cleaning up my room or something that my subordinates were doing because of my seemingly careless attitude, and my three friends, Thassarian, Farric, etc., would ask me to supervise me. Although he did it for me, I didn't think he was acting for sycophancy, or it wasn't pure, because he wanted to be able to see my sister's beautiful face, and I was speechless about it.....

Helpless classes are not always so boring, and sometimes you have to experience some practical work yourself. The Way of the Paladin requires not only an understanding of the teachings, but also a strong will, a strong physique, and a spirit of sacrifice. Therefore, extracurricular things are also indispensable. I had expected that a stern mentor would have allowed me to accomplish some of the same, for example, when I heard that Uther had to climb cliffs and swim through rushing rivers before becoming a paladin. But that's not the case for us. Probably considering that our age is still growing physically, he gave me the task of doing farm work for an old farmer. Feed the chickens and horses, fertilize and water. I knew he was trying to make a choice that I had to make with my limited fitness.

I have to say that it was very useful, this kind of activity allowed me to gradually feel the way of the Light and the breath of life growth, and with the knowledge in the books, after a year I began to really feel the power of the Light, although it was still very small. But for intensity, it's only a matter of time. It won't be long before I'll be able to actually use it for what it really is.

As the months passed, when I used my strength to shine the faint light of the King's Hall, I found that my father was in tears of excitement, and my mother had already become a tearful person. And the stern Uther nodded with great satisfaction, for it seemed to them that these powers should be channeled by the archbishop before they could be unleashed, and now I did. The other ministers and guards couldn't help but boil when they saw this. The news soon spread throughout the country and other kingdoms, and the voice I was born was heard again

"Alsace.. Arthas....Arthas..."The people who also believe in the Light will undoubtedly not doubt a crown prince who can be protected by his power. And this time I also realized my expectations and responsibilities to them. I knew I would belong to this world. for my name shall be as they shall cry

I, Alsace.