The evening sun shines through the stained-glass windows in the study, the bright sky-blue walls are dotted with glittering gold decorations, and two rows of tall and upright bookshelves are neatly arranged with old scrolls.

In the center of the silver-gray quaint desk, there was a paper spread out, and the quill pen was set aside, and there were still black ink beads on the wet nib, apparently just used.

The old man with the crown on his head sat down at the desk and said with a blank face: "Who did it, Karloff?" ”

The old man's voice was not loud, but the middle-aged man standing at the desk was already trembling, and his heart trembled.

As a veteran of the royal party who has accompanied this king for decades, he understands that this majesty in front of him almost never likes to be seen. Even the commotion a month ago did not cause the slightest anger on his face, but he knew the old man's every move and knew that this cold tone had already explained the other party's annoyance.

He didn't dare to raise his head, but bent down deeply and handed over a thick document: "It has been ascertained, it is Chiv Ratti, a silver-level member of the Dark Cloak, who was selected from the outcasts of the Silver Pine Forest at the age of eleven, and has performed a total of 37 missions, including 5 test missions and 3 death missions, and his loyalty evaluation is excellent. ”

"If the loyalty evaluation is excellent, why would he act on his own initiative? Has the system of the cloak of darkness become an ornament? ”

The old man frowned, his wrinkled face like a dry mottled bark. He tapped his index finger on the table as he asked the other party rhetorically, revealing a deep dissatisfaction in his tone: "Are you sure that the bad blood plan has not been leaked?" ”

Bad blood plan, my god, those goddamn local aristocrats! Although he already felt that his back was covered with cold sweat, the middle-aged man still didn't dare to make any moves, so he could only vent his anger in his heart to the group of unlucky guys who were about to be buried. At the same time, he bent down lower, and his tone became more respectful.

"Only Mithril-level members are qualified to know the general goal of this action plan, and it is absolutely impossible for silver-level members to know our true purpose through any channel. The goal of his mission is just a garrison captain. ”

"In that case, send someone to inform Stinch and eliminate all the unstable factors, he knows what to do!" The old man stopped his senseless tapping, and his tone became stern.

"Also, keep the Second Legion on standby, and there can be no surprises in this operation! Yesterday there was news from the Kingdom of Stormwind that the orcs in the language of the Adventists had been discovered! We have no way out, we must step up the integration of the forces of the whole country, and I will use a unified Lordaeron to meet the monsters of lies! ”

"Follow your will, glory to Lordaeron!" The middle-aged man slowly retreated in a bent posture, and finally let out a long breath until he left the study.

Since the advent of this place, His Majesty's temper has become worse and worse. I really don't know what crazy those guys from another world are doing, isn't it good for the wife to live peacefully, wandering around all day long saying that he is the savior, and there are even people who slander His Royal Highness the Prince! However, there are still orcs, could it be that His Royal Highness the Prince really will?

He shook his head, burying his grumbling deep in his heart. Even if he is a minister of the royal party, no, it should be said that it is precisely because he is a minister of the royal party that he cannot say those words by himself.

Even after a month, he remembered His Majesty's treatment of those lawless fellows, and went to work as a coolie in the mines of Hillbride! God, that's not a good job, even to do the hard work of reclamation is a hundred times better than going to a mine!

You must know that the miner in this world is a profession with a very high casualty rate, even if he does not die, in seven or eight years, people will lose half their lives due to overwork!

At that time, the whole person will be wasted, and he can only wander or beg. What's more, if the orcs that appeared in the Stormwind Kingdom really crossed the coast and invaded Lordaeron, that group of guys would definitely be arranged to be the first batch of cannon fodder. One can imagine how difficult it is for untrained civilians to survive on the battlefield.

This is because His Majesty wants to maintain his usual kind image and did not hang those guys, but such a fate is simply more uncomfortable than death, even if he has long known about this "benevolent" Majesty, the middle-aged man still feels a chill in his back.

"Teacher, what the hell is going on with Benedictas?" In the humble ashram, a young girl in a white priest's robe looked apprehensively at the archbishop in front of the hospital bed.

The underage girl was first frightened by her brother's injury, and then fell into self-blame: If only I could be useful...... The girl bit her lip, and bean-sized tears rolled in her eyes.

Alonsos Fao touched the girl's head, smiled and comforted: "It has been properly treated, he has only been in a coma due to blood loss, and he should be able to wake up tomorrow." ”

"Don't feel guilty for today's incident, Benedictas has been with me for more than ten years, and even he can't handle the accident well, even if you are added, it is only in vain, I don't want my only two disciples to lie in front of me. Moreover, it is tricky for the case of poisoning even for me. ”

Illusia nodded, and suddenly, she recalled the young man she had met before, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes: "By the way, teacher, the young man who helped me before summoned a golden holy light to dispel poison and heal Benedictas, is his attainment in the knowledge of holy light so profound?" ”

The subconscious of this sentence is how the teacher thinks that the tricky situation can be easily solved by others, in a sentence we often say: I read less, you don't lie to me.

Looking at the little girl in front of him who tilted her head and looked a little stupid, the archbishop smiled kindly, "Everyone has their own shortcomings and strengths, maybe the child you are talking about is good at healing itself." ”

At this point, he paused, his tone becoming a little vicissitudes, "However, it is also possible that he has gone further than me in the path of the Holy Light. Although I have a high place in the eyes of the people of Lordaeron, I am only a humble prayer before the Light. ”

"Hmph, I don't believe it, the teacher will deceive people!" The girl stomped her feet, apparently not believing the archbishop's statement. But the old man's words apparently made her feel less guilty, and she regained her vitality and trotted out of the house, leaving the old man alone in the house.

Maybe I should pay a visit to that guy? A delicate and warm face flashed in the girl's mind, and even the teacher praised his healing ability!

Well, that's it. Thank you tomorrow for that guy's help, and talk to him about the path of the Light, if I can use the Light like him, then Benedictas won't be in bed due to blood loss. No, if I could use the Light like that, maybe Benedictas wouldn't be hurt today!

Illusia clenched her fists, and made up her mind that she would teach me how to use the Light!

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