Night, slightly cool...

Terenus's celebration was arranged in the State Banquet Hall.

Gorgeous crystal ceilings, precious mink red carpets, and sumptuous delicacies are neatly placed on the jade table. Even the Lordaeron flag hanging on the wall has been replaced with gold, a symbol of festivity and ceremony!

The huge hall is beautifully decorated and filled with an atmosphere of peace and luxury.

People dressed in ornate aristocratic costumes whispered to each other, including Farlar, Rupat, and other generals of Lordaeron. By this time, however, they had already shed their armor and changed into more comfortable robes.

Xue Huan, Patrick, and Angel were seated in a corner of the hall.

Although they were allowed to attend this state banquet in the name of post-war heroes, they were still civilians, and it was already a great honor for them to be able to participate in a banquet of this level.

And sitting with them were a few small nobles whose names Xue Huan couldn't name. It is clear that despite being invited to this banquet, Terenus has a heart on making the crowd ignore their presence.

Among them, there are several "humans" who have caught Xue Huan's attention...

Dressed in the robes of a high mage, they were tall, their skin was as white as snow, their eyes shone with a dazzling light, and their ears were narrow and sharp, unlike those of ordinary humans.

"Those elves are representatives sent by Quel'Thalas. ”

A magnetic male voice sounded in Xue Huan's ears, he turned his head, and a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure appeared in front of him - who was it not Tirio Fordin?

At this time, Tirio Fording had already shed his armor made of sterling silver and replaced it with a silver silk robe, but what did not change was the righteousness between his eyebrows as a paladin.

This righteousness is the same as the holy light he believes in!

"Lordaeron and the other six kingdoms have been in close contact with those elves over the years, and they have also contributed a lot to this war, which is why His Majesty Terenus specially invited them. ”

Tirio Fording looked at the elves not far away, and at the same time, one of the elves also looked over.

Their eyes met, and the younger elf apparently knew Tirio Fording and gave him a warm smile, and Tirio Fording did the same.

"We deal with those elves almost every year. ”

Tirio Ferding retracted his gaze, took a sip of the ale in his hand, and said with a smile at Xue Huan: "Whether it is commercial exchanges or cultural exchanges, they are far inferior to us in strength, but the headache is that their movements are simply faster than those vultures on the hills of Hillsbrad. ”

It seems that the upright and serious paladin Tirio Fording on the battlefield also has a lively side in private.

"By the way, little hero, why don't you go and sit down over there?"

Tirio Fortin pointed to the table not far away, closer to the main hall, apparently for the protagonists of the banquet.

"No... No, it's pretty good. Xue Huan waved his hand and hurriedly excused himself.

Ever since they reported their names, the palace attendants in charge of the reception led them directly here without saying a word.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Xue Huan also understood some of King Terenus's intentions, but he didn't care about these, and being able to solve these troubles smoothly and return to Stratholme was the most urgent thing for him at the moment.

Everything else, it doesn't matter.

"That's a shame. ”

The paladin sighed and shook his head, "I would have liked to get to know the warriors who brought victory to Lordaeron. ”

"There will be a chance later, General Fordin. Xue Huan smiled faintly.

"See you after dinner, then, little heroes. Tirio Ferding smiled and waved his hand, returning to his seat.

Maybe it's because of the other party's initiative to show goodwill, or maybe it's sympathy. All in all, he had a crush on this upright and selfless paladin who believed in the Light.

Although, Tirio Fording is twice as old as him...

At the shouts of the palace guards, the dinner was about to begin, and everyone in the hall ended their conversation and returned to their seats.

Lile sounds!

Amid the melodious music, Terenus slowly walked in through the side door, surrounded by the ceremonial officer.

Behind him, in addition to several court officials who wore imperial robes, there were Arthas, Galea, and a boy about Arthas's age. On the young man's face, Xue Huan saw perseverance, courage, and maturity that did not match his age.

Today, Arthas is particularly vigorous, dressed in a dress stitched with gold threads, wearing a crown on his head, and his eyes are full of confidence and pride.

"Your Majesty!!"

"Everyone, please get up, no need to be polite!"

Terenus spread his hands evenly and made a gesture of raising his hand at everyone, his voice full of anger.

There was silence in the hall, and everyone was waiting for the king's next words.

"Just half a month ago, a major event happened, something that was enough to shake the entire continent. ”

Tyrenas paused for a moment, his eyes solemn, "I think everyone knows by now, those bloodthirsty and brutal invaders, slaughtering our people, trampling our land, trying to crush us, and... Occupy this sacred land!"

Terenus's voice was imposing, echoing throughout the hall.

Everyone held their breath and listened...

"This is a holy war, a holy war about the dignity of the people, the survival of the empire! In the face of this cruel war, no one flinched, from the emperor to the commoners, everyone was fighting for Lordaeron, for the alliance, for the protection of our homeland!"

In full view of the crowd, Tyrenas paused, and continued, "The Knights of the Silver Hand, the Council of Kenrito, the Descendants of the Stormwind Kingdom, and the Holy Church have all made an unparalleled contribution to the fight against these abominable demons, and I represent Lordaeron. A heartfelt thank you to everyone who fought hard for the Alliance!"

As Terenus's impassioned speech came to an end, the hall erupted in thunderous applause!

The sound of ceremonial music sounded again, and the court maids threw fiery red petals that symbolized victory!

Surrounded by flowers and applause, Uther, Tirio Fordin, Farrard, and others were pushed out and stood in the center of the hall.

There were already several old men dressed as priests, all of whom were at least sixty years old and above, holding ancient books in their hands, with solemn and solemn expressions.

"Heroes of the Alliance, please accept the most sincere wishes from your subjects!"

As the priests prayed sincerely, a warm and peaceful light lingered above the heads of Uther and the others, and the dazzling light made them have to close their eyes.

And the surrounding crowd was silent, quietly watching this miracle!

"Has Your Majesty forgotten someone?"

At this moment, a harsh, untimely sound broke the festive moment, and drew everyone to follow the prestige...