"Donkey!" "Donkey!" "Donkey!"

Running at the forefront of the 500 cavalry, the man, who was more burly than he had been ten years ago, exuded the majesty and maturity of a man of high rank, and jerked up the bridle that represented the horse's stopping.

"The commander has an order, stop!"

During this operation, Lothar's adjutant and a member of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, Viscount Matos, saw that his commander had stopped, and immediately raised his right hand and gave the order for the legion to stop advancing.

Viscount Matos had been following Sir Lothar for six years, and was an old partner of Lothar, and he rode to Lothar's side on a tall brown horse.

"General, what the hell is going on?"

His commander frowned at the moment, and the eagle eyes that used to be sharp and full of sharpness were a little loose at the moment, as if he was remembering something······

In the six years he has followed Lothar, Viscount Matos has never seen Lothar have such a "nervous" expression as he does now.

"Matos."

"I, perhaps, will meet my descendants."

Being able to follow Lothar's side for six years, Matos is naturally one of Lothar's most reliable henchmen, so Lothar is not hiding anything.

"What! My commander, this is no joke······"

Lothar's words surprised Matos.

Anduin Lothar's bloodline is the only direct bloodline of the royal bloodline of the Arashi Human Empire before the birth of the Seven Kingdoms of Mankind, and it can be called the most noble and eye-catching bloodline family in the human world.

To put it bluntly, in the original history, the reason why Anduin Lothar was able to surpass other human kings and become the only supreme marshal of the alliance when the alliance was first established, in addition to his own powerful ability, this bloodline, which is more noble than other kings, definitely occupies a lot of light elements in it.

Lothar didn't wait for Viscount Matos to finish speaking, he pulled out the "Great Royal Sword" engraved with a noble golden ornament on his waist, and swung it forward vigorously.

He could sense that the connection that came from the depths of his own blood was not far in front of him.

"Whew!" "Whew!"

This action, after emitting a sonic boom, sent out a strong wind pressure, almost instantly sweeping away the smoke and dust on the road caused by the galloping of the people.

Then, revealing the smoke and dust, stood in front of ten mighty silver-white cross-breasted knights, with broken hair and a huge sword on their backs, a young man who was seven points similar to Lothar's youth······

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The silver moonlight, like flowing water, sprinkled all over the Elwyn Forest.

Except for some houses belonging to the aristocracy and the sporadic fires, the evening in the whole town of Karl Road is peaceful and quiet.

At the edge of the town, Anduin and his son are walking slowly along a path near the forest.

"Me, my child."

It can be seen that Lotsa, who has never had a child in the past few decades, is a little nervous and unfamiliar when talking to Karen.

"I'm sorry for your mother."

Lothar's eyes flashed with guilt after hearing Cullen tell him about his childhood, especially the single mother of a small aristocracy who committed suicide under the pressure of sluts and illegitimate children to raise her only offspring until she was ten years old.

"That's right, you're sorry for her."

Cullen walked in front of Lothar and said calmly.

"I used to really hate my father and let my mother carry this unclean reputation."

"But it wasn't until my mother died that I learned from the relics she left me that I was your child."

Turning around, he looked directly into Lothar's eyes, and when he saw the guilt and uneasiness in his eyes, a certain shackle in his heart suddenly opened.

"And she didn't take the initiative to tell you about my birth."

"Why?"

This answer was somewhat unexpected by Lothar, his eyes furrowed, and he asked in a deep voice.

"In the past, I didn't know why."

A trace of nostalgia and remembrance flashed in Karen's eyes.

"At that time, I had neither knowledge nor strength, if it weren't for my grandfather, the little nobleman in your eyes."

"Give me a job so I can survive."

"I probably don't have a chance to join the Holy Light Cross Sect later."

Karen looked at his father, the kingdom's famous Commander Lothar, with a puzzled look, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.

"My father, mother, she still loves you and me until she died."

"The Evangelist of God Yahweh on earth, the Honored Messianic Prophet, told me that it was all because of my surname and bloodline."

"The last royal family of Arathi, the Anduin bloodline who has unified the human world!"

He smiled wryly and gave the answer that the Messiah had told him.

"When I was born, I didn't have a descendant of a demigod guardian as a companion to protect my growth."

"There is not a single descendant of the Demigod Guardian as a companion!" This sentence, like a bolt of lightning, struck Anduin Lothar's heart.

As a good friend of King Lane, the only high-ranking general in the current kingdom, and one of the top powers in the entire kingdom, Lothar is naturally different from the ignorance and confusion when he was young, and the secrets in many high-level aristocratic circles of mankind are not secrets in his ears now.

For example, the heir of the royal bloodline of the Arathi Empire, in the eyes of several other human kingdom leaders except for the Storm Kingdom, what kind of existence is a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh.

To put it bluntly, as long as the royal blood of the Alahi Empire exists in this world for a day, then there will always be a "rebellious" stain on the crown on the heads of the monarchs of other human kingdoms.

His childhood, which was also the most susceptible to slander and assassination, was fortunate enough to be spent with the current King of Stormwind and more importantly, Medivan, the son of the previous Guardian.

Under the gaze of a demigod guardian, naturally no idiot dared to do anything about it.

Otherwise, hehe, so many ancestors in Anduin's family history who disappeared or died unexpectedly are a real example for Lothar.

If you go back to 20 years before Cullen was born, at that time, neither he nor Lane Kei's friends had yet to consolidate their position and power, and Medivan was still in a coma, if Cullen appeared in front of him at that time.

Lothar clenched his fists secretly, he knew in his heart that he might not be able to save his child's life at that time.

He couldn't help but feel even more guilty about the daughter of the little nobleman, the wise woman who might have been with him for a while and could no longer remember her name and face.

"Well, why did it ······ later"

Since he needed to hide when he was young, why did he and Ryan still not recognize him after he and Ryan stabilized the power of the kingdom after Madison recovered a few years ago?

Lothar's question was interrupted by Cullen before he could say anything.

"Although I don't resent you, it doesn't mean that I forgive you."

Cullen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reverently drew the Holy Cross on his chest.

"If it weren't for you personally coming to die this time, I would prefer to be the guardian of the gospel of Yahweh under the guidance of the Messianic See."

"This kind of life can be compared to your ······"

Before Karen could finish speaking, the "Sword of the Angel of Domka" on his back suddenly vibrated violently, and the golden holy light appeared on the cross pattern on the sword's body, reminding his master.

"What people!"

Lothar, who was at the hero level, also felt the movement in the forest almost at the same time, and without hesitation, he pulled Karen, who had not yet reacted, behind him.

In the eyes of Lothar, who was at the rank of a hero, dozens of large and strong green humanoid creatures flickered between the cracks of the forest beside him.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Three hand axes, the size of half a carriage wheel, with a piercing wind and hum, struck Lothar and Cullen from three different directions.

"Bump!"

Lothar, who drew the great royal sword, swung his long sword with precision, knocked three oncoming hand axes away at the same time, and then without hesitation, he pulled out the exquisite fire hammer given by the dwarf from his waist and blasted a blasting projectile into the sky.

"Boom!"

The sudden explosion in the sky woke up the peaceful town in an instant······