The glass-decorated dome shone with a faint glow of starlight, and huge candlelight hung overhead, illuminating all corners of the hall.

"It's been a long time, friend from Dalaran. On the throne, the gray-eyed Ryan stood up and showed his affirmation and respect for the person who came, "Lothar has told you everything about this battle, and although the rapid attack of the orcs has disrupted our deployment, I still have to thank you. ”

"On behalf of the people who have been saved from slaughter because of your help. ”

Seeing the other party bow slightly towards him, Lanlos did not stand still in a daze, but responded to the amiable human king with the same etiquette.

This is not only to take care of the face of the Stormwind Kingdom, but more importantly, he doesn't want to deduct his reward for this bow. Although as far as he knew, Ryan was not the kind of stingy leader, but what if?

Lanlos was scared, he didn't dare to gamble.

"Your Majesty praised it, I was just passing by, and with the relationship between the High Elves and humans, it is right to help. ”

The elves' elegant manners are an innate advantage, with a well-proportioned figure, a delicate face that conforms to the aesthetics of most races, and countless years of aristocratic upbringing. Facing the slightly scrutinizing gaze of the king and the ministers, Lanlos was neither arrogant nor impatient, and appropriately displayed the standard etiquette that belonged to Quel'Thalas.

However, his words are well worth scrutinizing.

As almost everyone knows, the relationship between the High Elves and humans has been in decline for more than a thousand years as Quel'Salas has closed off the country and cut off most of its foreign trade. To be exact, it almost fell to freezing.

Amani invaded, the Seven Kingdoms barely said anything, Gulabash besieged the city, and the elves turned a deaf ear.

In such a situation, he also has the courage to mention the relationship?

But no matter how the ministers and nobles questioned it, the truth is that Lanloth's words were carried out in his actions, and he did help the Stormwind Kingdom.

If Quel'Thalas's reputation in Stormwind was only 0 before, now, at least 1, right?

"Of course, my honorable ally. Ryan smiled, the crow's feet on his angular and handsome face betraying the fact that he was no longer young. One thing is for sure, though, that it's definitely a smile from the heart.

Combined with the analysis of the orcs' combat power and fighting style, although the strength of the known tribe is not enough to breach the gates of Stormwind, even so, who would dislike the assistance of a high-level spellcaster?

Moreover, Lanloth is not an ordinary spellcaster.

"I have one question that I desperately want to get answered, though. The kindness on Ryan's face gradually retracted, and as he spoke unconsciously faster, a clear hint of anticipation overflowed, "Listen to Lothar, you have been favored by the Holy Light on the battlefield?"

There was a brief silence, and a continuous whisper suddenly sounded in the hall.

Is it coming?

The corners of Lanloth's mouth curled up with confidence, and he shook his head to meet Ryan's surprised gaze, "Favor?" ”

"I just have a pact with the Light. ”

With a crisp roar, the slender blade unleashed its sharpness to the people around it, and with a twist of his wrist, Lanlos pointed his sword to the ground, standing it vertically on the ground.

Hearing a buzzing echo, the golden light quickly bloomed on the blade, like feathers shining with holy light, and the golden ribbon fluttering like wings on the gauntlet made the whole picture look like a dream.

It is like an angel descending to earth, holy, and inviolable.

The next moment, the surrounding bureaucrats and guards fell to one knee and prayed reverently and carefully.

As the lord of a country, Ryan naturally would not kneel in front of an elf, but even so, he still bowed deeply and put his posture to the lowest.

Of course, it was not Lanlos who they revered, but the Light.

"Forgive me for taking the plunge. The only person who questioned it was a middle-aged man in a holy white robe on the side of the throne, "What is the agreement in your mouth?"

Turning his head, Lanlos looked at the middle-aged man with an excessively high hairline, and after a short brainstorming session, he finally found a memory of him: "Good day, Archbishop of the Cathedral of Light, Benedictas." ”

"As a disciple of the Light Prophet Alonthos Fao, I believe that with your knowledge of the Light, you already have the answer. ”

Lanlos's sleek response was obviously not convincing by the other party, and Benedictas shook his head lightly: "No, I don't feel the mercy and mercy that this light brings. ”

The archbishop's words suddenly made everyone's eyes widen, and for a while, the whispers continued.

Although the momentum he created was instantly defeated, Lan Luo was not in a hurry, he knew that while showing this power, he would definitely suffer from this person's refutation.

The doctor's hand is used to save people, not to kill. This is the voice of many idealists, and it is also the perfect reverie of a utopian republic. But the reality is always so unsatisfactory.

"What do you think the Holy Light is?" Ranros spoke unhurriedly in the face of the wavering and doubtful gazes of the crowd.

Obviously, he didn't need the other party's answer, and still added to himself: "Kindness, of course, is the virtue of the Holy Light, but in the face of orcs, is this kindness too weak?"

"I have seen merciful priests heal dying orcs, but instead they chose to raise their tomahawks and behead their life-savers on the spot. Lanlos turned to the gloomy Lothar next to him, whose expression told everyone a startling and chilling truth, and he, not lying.

"Compassion for all beings and compassion is indeed a noble quality that the Light admires, but in the face of those thugs who throw themselves into chaos and evil, isn't kindness the hand behind pushing noble people into the abyss?"

"Isn't this step-by-step practice of the will of the Light really ignorant and ignorant?"

Lanlos's words caused an uproar in the crowd, whether it was Benedictas, Lothar, Ryan, the monarchs and the powerful, they all subconsciously showed their fierce colors.

The Light is the faithful faith of humanity, and the words of Lanlos are tantamount to trampling on the dignity of their entire community.

Fortunately, Lanlos's next action completely reversed everyone's mood and attitude.

"I have been to another world where there is such a group of strange beings who live and live with the Light. Their spirit is tenacious and noble, they build walls with holy light to defend their homeland, and forge swords with holy light to tear through the darkness. ”

Even in the most desperate moments, they will not give up, knowing that the Light will always stand behind them. ”

"It seems to me that between them and the Light, there is not just faith, but more trust. ”

"Ask yourself, do you really believe that the mercy of the Light alone can win this war?"

"What we need is stronger forces. ”

"It is the power that can make the Light believe that we can also practice true righteousness!"

Lanloth's voice was not very impassioned, but the calm and steady voice was full of power and unshakable, like a wave of the sea, which struck everyone's hearts again and again.

Until, completely defeated.

He's right. Just when the crowd was at a loss because their faith was being questioned, Lothar intervened at the right time and gave everyone a perfect step, "I have discussed with Lord Alonsos the feasibility of this power. Now, Lanloth has completed the idea, and has gained as much power as we expected. ”

If even the Light Prophet thinks so......

This time, no one was making a fuss, for they didn't know whether to tell anyone about the growing identification with Lanros.

As king, Ryan was happy to see such a powerful and righteous force appear in his domain, but ......

Seeing Ryan looking at him, Benedictas bowed slightly: "I'm not questioning the correctness of this power, after all, the teacher has also discussed this issue with me, but it's just ......"

The archbishop turned his head, and when his originally kind and benevolent gaze fell on the elf shrouded in soft golden light, a slight uneasiness and vigilance emerged: "You keep saying faith and trust, but I have not seen your piety in this holy light. ”

Silence, almost suffocating silence instantly enveloped Lanloth.

Something went wrong......

Silently looking around, looking at the faces that were young or old, he couldn't help but clench his palms.

Benedictas didn't speak sharply against him, but because of this, his glorious image as the archbishop of the Cathedral of Light in Stormwind City was easily convincing to everyone.

Not arrogant, not impatient, not impatient, a decent and wise middle-aged man's advice, compared to a foreigner, a young and vigorous hairy boy, whose words are more convincing?

Glance.

To put it bluntly, even with the blessing of Adruin, Lanlos's charisma value has reached an astonishing 26 points, but in front of these humans, his reputation is still far inferior to that of Benedictas.

But fortunately, the prestige he wants to brush up is not from Stormwind City, but ......

"I am afraid that the present situation is not suitable for discussing the question of piety or non-piousness. Lanloth met Ryan's eyes, and from the other party's gaze, he saw what the leader needed at the moment, "The horde army is overwhelmed, and these crazy and savage orcs attack with speed and power, and the armor and shields alone are no longer able to protect our precious warriors. ”

"But, the Light can. As soon as he said this, the golden glow on the blade of his sword became brighter and brighter.

Ryan's eyes trembled imperceptibly, and his hands behind his back unconsciously clenched into fists. However, as a qualified leader, he hides his excitement well.

"Admittedly, the power you have shown is truly astonishing, but now that those orcs have entered the Elwyn Forest, there is no time to train our priests to become warriors, let alone spare time for them to plunge into the arms of the Light. ”

"No, you have a lot of time. Lanlos glanced at everyone, finally casting that determined, fearless look at Ryan, "As long as you give up Stormwind." ”