The year of the Dark Gate, autumn, October 23rd.

Just three days after Alsace and Farlar's troops were trapped in Andorjar, on the other side, the grand autumn festival took place in Lordaeron as scheduled.

As soon as the gray sky was exposed, a city guard who was on duty all night with a long sword raised his hand to cover his eyebrows, squinted his eyes at the dark clouds floating in the sky, he looked carefully for a while, and then looked back at the crowded citizens in the city, and then muttered to himself: "Why is the weather so strange and gloomy today." ”

Today is a rare day of joy in the imperial capital, but it seems that the sky is not beautiful, and the gloomy weather overwhelms people, which is in stark contrast to the cheerful atmosphere in the city-state.

"Hey, Jill, it's time for a change. ”

"Oh, okay. ”

Before leaving, he glanced at his companion, who had come to inspect the previous night and then left satisfied.

But I don't know why, Lieutenant Keane seems to be a little abnormal these days, and it always feels a little weird to get along with him, but I can't say what it is.

Tightening his armor, Jill simply left these troublesome things behind, anyway, these things are not for him as an ordinary city guard.

On the other side, Terenus, who had just woken up early in the morning, was surrounded by many officials in charge of ceremonial costumes, and began to take care of it in a hurry.

As the ruler of a kingdom and the ruler of Lordaeron, this level of celebration should not be careless.

"Hasn't His Royal Highness the Prince returned yet?"

The old king asked the master of ceremonies to buckle the clasp around his neck while asking the officials beside him.

"Not yet, Your Majesty, I'm afraid the Prince of Arthas is still dealing with that thorny plague. Respectfully presenting a new pair of gloves, the officer replied.

"How's Galya? And Elena?"

"According to Princess Galya's maid, the princess has gotten up and is washing and eating, and Princess Elena is unable to return because she is in Dalaran. ”

Hearing that his youngest daughter was unable to attend the ceremony, Terenus frowned, "What's the matter? Didn't you say that Elena had already completed all of this year's magic courses half a month ago?"

"That's right, that's how it was, Your Majesty. ”

The official who was questioned seemed to feel His Majesty's anger, and he was a little cautious in his words, "But you also know that Princess Elena and Princess Gianna from Curatis were originally Antonidas's most proud students, and at this time, Princess Gianna was assisting Prince Arthas in investigating the plague, so some trivial matters at the top of Dalaran naturally fell on Princess Elena's head, so..."

"That guy..."

At the mention of Antonidas, a serious and stereotypical old face appeared in Terenus's mind. The old fellow didn't seem to have the slightest interest in anything other than his magical scholarship, and it was this paranoia that made him famous in the wizarding world.

However, there are always two sides to things, as the so-called strict teacher produces a high apprentice, let Elena, who has outstanding magical talents, follow him, maybe the best exercise.

"Let's go down..."

With a wave of his hand, Terenus reluctantly dismissed the sweaty officials.

Two hours later, when Terenus finally packed up his face and walked out of the inner sanctuary with his usual steady smile, in addition to the kind-looking old butler Rick, the great general Alfred Abidis also led more than a hundred knights of the inner court to wait at the door.

Today, Terenus looks extraordinarily vigorous, with a luxurious dress, brand-new leather boots, and a noble crown studded with jewels, making him look decades younger.

Abidis himself brought a white war horse, and even as the ruler of the kingdom, he was not allowed to ride in a carriage on such a solemn holiday, which was also to show the heroic tradition of the Minahir royal family.

With the support of a soldier, the old king turned on his horse, and then glanced at Abidis lightly, "How are the preparations for the ceremony in the center of the square?

"Your Majesty, everything has been settled, just waiting for Your Majesty to come in person!"

General Alfred Abydis, who has long dark gray hair, also wore a silver armor today, as the commander of the alliance in the Second Orc War, and has been planning military redeployment around the empire since the end of the war and the removal of heavy responsibilities.

After all, the orc invasion had destroyed most of the military structures in the south and the Tirisfard Glades, such as watchtowers, strongholds, etc., and even the fortress of Hull, which had been built to defend against the orc army.

Terenus handed over this troublesome matter to his most trusted general.

In order to renovate these military structures in case of future foreign enemies, General Abidis stayed up all night for almost several days, re-planning a plan overnight, and the next day making a strategic map, directing the soldiers and the workers to start work together.

This enormous project lasted for more than half a year...

Now, thanks to the efforts of Abidis and the soldiers and workers, the military buildings that had been in ruins in the Second Orc War have re-established themselves in the Tirisfal Glade, and Alfred Abidis, who has successfully completed this task, has also rushed back to the imperial capital and acted as the garrison commander of the entire festival.

Nodding with satisfaction, the old king was still very relieved about the ability of this general who was good at military deployment.

With a faint smile, Terenus suddenly asked again, "That 'thing'... How's the preparation going?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. ”

Of course, Abidis knew what the old king's mouth meant by "that thing", and he bowed slightly, and reported truthfully: "Early this morning, I ordered Renaud Mograini to follow Princess Galia to the secret room, the young man is a high-ranking knight, and he is accompanied by more than thirty knights of the Silver Hand. ”

Speaking of this, Abidis raised a confident smile on his face, this level of lineup, let alone an ordinary person, I am afraid that the great magician, or the guardian knight, will not dare to have any thoughts about the artifact.

"Renaud Mograini?"

Terenus muttered the name softly, as if to recall something, and then the old king tentatively asked, "Is it Alexandros Mograine's eldest son?"

"That's right, Your Majesty. ”

Abidis smiled and nodded, his words full of affirmation: "That little guy from Renault joined the Knights of the Silver Hand when he was about fifteen years old, followed his father to fight everywhere, exterminated many thieves, and the orcs who escaped the net in the Tirisphahl Glade, he can be said to have rich combat experience, and now he is eighteen years old, with the title of high-ranking knight, and holds the rank of lieutenant.

"I see..."

Terenus seemed to remember something, and nodded in realization.

As one of the leaders of the Knights of the Silver Hand and the High Lord of Brill, Alexandros Mograini was stationed in his territory during the Second Orc War, settling the rear of Lordaeron, so little that even the king of Terenus knew little about his family.

"If it's a Silver Hand High Rank Knight, I'm relieved. Terenus nodded, no more asking.

Surrounded by more than a hundred loyal knights of the inner court, the two of them slowly walked into the square that was not too far away, located in the center of the entire Lordaeron.

The largest square in the city of Lordaeron, this square is backed by a magnificent palace and a statue of the Guardian of the noble chivalry stands in the middle of the square.

The whole square was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of troops, and the long streets around it were all paved with flat cyan slates, enough for five or six carriages to travel side by side.

Almost every year, such as the Winter Veil Festival or the Midsummer Festival, it is held here, and the high platforms that have been erected on both sides are reserved for some upper nobles.

When Terenus and the others came to the square, it was almost noon, and at this time there were already quite a lot of citizens gathered in the square, crowded and crowded, and the streets on both sides were even more crowded, and a large number of citizens could not see the appearance of Terenus because of the crowding, so they chose to climb to the top floor of the hotel, and some of the guests who had already booked their rooms also poked their heads out and looked around with wide eyes.

All kinds of court ministers, guards, maids, honor guards, scholars, etc., have long been waiting on the high platform specially built for Terenus.

Seeing all this carefully prepared, the old king nodded with satisfaction.

"Please, Your Majesty..."

A loud horn sounded suddenly, and all the nobles who had been waiting on the high platform for a long time stood up, facing the direction of Terenus and bowed slightly, while some military generals clenched their right hands into fists, the standard knightly salute of Lordaeron.

Before arriving at the central square, the old king had already dismounted.

As Terenus walked towards the high platform amid a cheer, it also indicated that this huge celebration was about to begin...

(End of chapter)