Since he didn't know the exact purpose of Arthas, Xue Huan had to ask ambiguously: "Respect or regret people?"

"Didn't you?"

Looking at Xue Huan's stunned appearance, Arthas shook his head and smiled, he casually stroked the golden hair blocking his forehead, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself: "But in my heart, there has always been an indelible figure. He's a magician, to be precise... Necromancer. ”

"As you may not know, Sir Odilika, we did not win the Orc War a year ago, and countless brave warriors of the Empire sacrificed their young and precious lives for it, but if it were not for the last moment when that necromancer turned the tide, I am afraid that everything we have done would have been in vain. ”

Xue Huan almost couldn't suppress the restlessness in his heart, how could he not know that the necromancer in Arthas's mouth was him, but in order not to reveal his identity, he still pretended to listen casually.

After a pause, Arthas looked away from Xue Huan and instead looked at the starry sky, as if he was reminiscing, his handsome face was full of sentimentality: "You may wonder, Sir Odilica, why would a necromancer who is attached to evil stand up for the future of the Lordaeron Empire? ”

Xue Huan didn't interrupt Arthas, and the expression on the latter's face changed from sadness to resentment, and the cup in his hand was also clucked by him, "Later, the necromancer was taken away by Kenrito's men, and according to Dalaran's iron law, he may have been secretly executed. I've always felt guilty about the promise I made, and I have nowhere to release it, and you may not be able to experience the despair, the only time I've failed someone's trust, and I can never make up for it. ”

Things in this world are sometimes so dramatic...

This event had been suppressed in Arthas's mind for a long time, and it was painful for him, and even after a year had passed, he still couldn't let go. He had always wanted someone to talk to, and it was best if that person had nothing to do with it, and the Lord of Odirika, who Xue Huan had disguised, happened to be the most suitable person.

But Arthas may not have imagined that the person he had always felt indebted to was in front of him at this moment, and the initiator of all this, and even the old enemy who would cause great damage to his soul in the future, was quietly watching him.

“......”

Xue Huan opened his mouth, but he couldn't say half a word, he didn't know what to say.

Blame or forgive?

No, quite the opposite...

He would like to thank Arthas.

Glancing at Alsace, whose eyes were gloomy, Xue Huan sneered in his belly.

If it weren't for Arthas, and the stupid Terenus, how could he have killed that stupid and ignorant self in exchange for immortal dark power?

Leaving the embrace of the living, Xue Huan not only did not feel the so-called pain, on the contrary, the feeling of tasting endless darkness and dominating everything was really delicious!!

Xue Huan moved his stiff limbs, even so, he still pretended to empathize with his face, got up and patted Arthas on the shoulder, "Don't think about it so much, Your Royal Highness, perhaps, he has forgiven you." ”

Yes, "he" has forgiven you, but I have seen the world clearly!!

The power of Frost's sorrow corrupted Xue Huan's soul, and through Arthas's reminder, the ugly faces of those high-ranking nobles resurfaced in his mind, and once again strengthened his determination to transform the world.

The prince didn't look up, and naturally he couldn't see the yin owl hidden in Xue Huan's eyes.

Since this world cannot contain my existence, then I will destroy all the living, and on this ruin, establish a new order, one ruled by me... Dark Realm!!

The next morning, Arthas continued with a large force, passing through a scattered village to the nearest farm to Andorhar.

Due to the spread of the terrible plague, there are few people here, and the few villagers who are leaning against the root of the wall are already yellow and thin, with black lips, and they are dying.

The trees here have long since withered, the wells have dried up, and looking at this rancid land, Alsace's heart is like a knife.

He remembered that when he was a child, he once followed his father to inspect the farm called Firestone, and thus met many local hunters.

"Farek!!"

The prince shouted, and a cavalryman in armor and an iron helmet came out. Xue Huan recognized him, he was the most loyal cavalry captain of Arthas.

Pharik rolled over and jumped off his horse, and quickly stepped forward, and after probing the snort of the villager leaning against the wall, the cavalry captain shook his head at Arthas, "He's terminally ill and hopeless." ”

"Damn!!"

Arthas thumped the saddle in despair, and he was a little overwhelmed by the sight before him.

"Your Royal Highness, perhaps we should go inside the house and search for and rescue the living. ”

As a battle-hardened knight of the Sixth Order, Farrar gave his advice, which was almost immediately adopted by Arthas.

"Leave two squadrons here, the rest dismount, and we'll have to go into the house. ”

Arthas pulled out the golden hammer behind his back and walked at the forefront.

But when Arthas took a few steps, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, he turned his head and found that except for Xue Huan, Farral, Farek and other high-ranking generals, the rest of his subordinates did not seem to be willing to risk being infected by the plague victims to enter the house.

Actually, he didn't want to, but Gianna was right, these were his people, and when he joined the Knights of the Silver Hand, he swore to help them, and this time he would keep his promise no matter what the outcome was and what the price was.

He didn't want Xue Huan's tragedy to happen to these ordinary villagers again...

"What's wrong with you, is this how you defend the glory of the Silver Hand?" Arthas shouted with an angry look at the vengeance of the Light.

In fact, in order to assist his son in his investigation of the plague, Tyrenas recruited a number of paladins from the Knights of the Silver Hand, although they were not of high rank, but they possessed holy light capable of purifying evil, which greatly helped in this investigation.

Some of the soldiers bowed their heads, it was clear that they were all paladins who had served in the Silver Hand.

"I'll go with you. ”

"No, you have to stay here. ”

Arthas waved to stop Gianna from following up.

Looking at Arthas's stubborn eyes, Gianna's golden eyebrows wrinkled: "I told you, I'm not a weak and helpless woman, Arthas. I am a magical messenger who has come to investigate the plague on behalf of Dalaran, and if there are any victims here, I must observe them myself in order to investigate and collect evidence. ”

The two looked at each other silently.

After hesitating for a long time, looking at Gianna's determined eyes, Arthas compromised, he sighed, and then nodded: "Okay then." But... Be sure to stay safe. ”

"Remember, this is not your beloved magic lab. ”

Before entering the plague hut, Arthas stressed again.

Carefully pushing open the wooden door, Arthas clenched the war hammer in his hand and slowly walked into the farmhouse, while Xue Huan and the others followed inch by inch.

The room was quiet, but a little cluttered - some rotting fruit was discarded haphazardly, the cabinets were crooked, and the whole room looked messy, as if it had been looted by robbers.

Inadvertently catching a glimpse of the green liquid spilled at the foot of the bed, Xue Huan's face was expressionless, but there was a sneer in his heart: Well done, Kel'thugad!!

The entire hut was divided into two floors, and after no living people were found on the first floor, Arthas and the others cautiously leaned towards the second floor.

Walking on the old wooden staircase, just as they were holding on to the dusty handle, gradually climbing up, the direction of the wind suddenly changed!!

A terrible stench wafted down from the second floor, it was like the smell of a slaughterhouse, no, it was even worse than that, it was the stench of rotting corpses.

Gianna covered her mouth, and even Arthas couldn't help but feel a little nauseated, and one of his subordinates turned around and spit out, and Arthas endured the discomfort in his abdomen so that he didn't follow in his footsteps.

Among all of them, except for Xue Huan, who pretended to be retching, only Farral, who was a sixth-order knight, did not make too exaggerated moves, but judging from the slightly furrowed brows, this unpleasant stench still made him a little uncomfortable.

"We need to be careful!"

Arthas and Gianna glanced at each other, and they both clearly saw a trace of solemnity in each other's eyes.

The stench of decay emanates from the rooms on the second floor, and it is also a clear indication of the horror of the occupants.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, at this moment, even the heroic and invincible Prince Arthas's face couldn't help but be a little pale, and he tightened the golden war hammer full of holy energy in his hand, and Arthas walked towards the second floor step by step...

In stark contrast to the cluttered first floor, which has only a bed and a large wooden cabinet, it is clear that this is the bedroom of the owner of the house.

After looking around, a nervous Arthas noticed that the wooden cabinet seemed to be shaking.

Someone in there?!

Arthas subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and the joy of the living made the prince let his guard down, and he strode forward and opened the cabinet door...

Name: Arthas Minethir

Race: Humanoid

Rank: Fifth Paladin (High Paladin)

His Royal Highness the Fearless Prince of Lordaeron and the heir to the future kingdom is handsome and invincible, but he acts too recklessly and is easily exploited.

Main Skill 1: [Holy Shock] Uses Holy Energy to strike enemies and put them into a short stun, which is ineffective against enemies with high spirit level

Main Skill 2: [Divine Light] Consumes holy energy and summons a dazzling holy light, which can be used to heal allies and punish undead creatures

(End of chapter)