After departing from Wailing Harbor, Kelreth and Kiel began the rest of their journey, although this trip was only a tenth of the way, when they encountered the great change of the fisherman's plague, and they did not know what would happen to the rest of the journey.

So the mid-level mages decided to start speeding up and trying not to get involved in local matters.

Along the way, the two passed by the region of Dalongshire, which is next to East Tirisfa, the Maris Plains full of farms, and the densely populated town of Dalon, which is much denser than the villages and towns of East Tirisfa, are all showing the prosperity of Dalongshire, a large region in the hinterland of Lordaeron, to the middle mages.

And in the Great Kalin County next door, the middle-level mage experienced a different kind of grand occasion.

As the only main legion in the human kingdom that is completely composed of middle-level professionals, especially middle-level paladins, the Silver Hand has established an unshakable and powerful position in the major kingdoms of mankind through more than a dozen tough battles against the main army of orcs in World War II, and at the same time, this new profession of paladin has set off a frenzy of pursuit in the entire human world.

As the birthplace of paladins, the Chapel of the Wish of Light has become a sacred place in the hearts of all paladins, almost as much as Jerusalem has in the hearts of Catholics.

Even different from the real society, in this magical world, although the Holy Light Wish Chapel is only the size of a town, this still includes the residential area attached to the Chapel, but it is also in this small piece of land that there are double-digit high-level priests and high-level paladins on the bright side, as well as legendary paladins and legendary priests with more than one hand.

On the other hand, as the location of the Holy Light Chapel, Great Cowling County is also full of traces of Holy Light, and in other places, only the cathedral that is only owned at the city level has been covered at the town level, and even some villages close to the Chapel have a relatively lively church, and the Holy Light Professionals who are not usually seen can be seen everywhere, and for a moment, Kelreth felt as if he had entered the realm of the Holy Light.

Although he had already had a certain estimate of it after seeing and hearing it all the way, when he saw it with his own eyes, Kelreth was still shocked by this holy light that was so rich that even his arcane energy body felt suffocated.

Its exterior structure is similar to that of most traditional cathedrals, and even a few notches lower than the Cathedral of the Holy Light in Lordaeron in terms of size and layout, and most of the walls are clearly marked by the traces of time, making it more like a small church in a small country city than a holy place for paladins.

But just standing not far from the door of the church, the middle-level mage was completely unable to perceive any energy other than the holy light, and the entire space seemed to be filled with golden holy light, even if the sun had set in the west and the sky was dark, but here, the dazzling light still dyed the small half of the town.

Standing not far from the entrance of the cathedral with Kiel, looking at the cathedral gate that was still surrounded by pilgrims, and even an endless stream of holy light professionals coming in and out, the middle-level mage hesitated whether to enter this source of holy light, but there was a strange and familiar cry in his ears.

"Kyleth!"

"Kurla..."

Kelreth turned his head and looked at Kenneri's sister-in-law not far away, holding a thick stack of parchments in both hands, and wearing only a simple bright silver full-body armor, which should be the standard equipment of the Silver Hand Reserve. Although the Silver Hand claims to be composed of all middle-level paladins, it is impossible for all the components to be middle-level paladins, and a complete corps cannot be completely composed of a profession, especially after so many years after the end of World War II, some of the paladins who have reached the age of age began to retire, and the vacant part cannot be completely uneven for a while, and it is also to better cultivate a new generation of paladins, the Silver Hand Reserve, an organization attached to the Silver Hand, was established。

"I didn't expect to see you here, Kelris, we haven't seen each other in almost six years. The book was stacked very high, almost covering half of his face, although the clanging sound of the armor on his body showed that it was not a good thing, it was a pure plate armor, but the other party jumped over the top of the book and said to the middle-level mage without any pressure.

"yes, I haven't seen it since I went to Dalaran. ”

Although he is Kennery's sister-in-law, and he was once Kennery's illegitimate son, in fact, in the memories of Kelrith's childhood, this titular brother did not feel sorry for him much, and was more indifferent to his mother to forget this stain of Kennari as much as possible.

"I heard from His Highness that he met you in Dalaran?" Just as the two seemed to have nothing to say and began to be awkwardly silent, Kurla suddenly said through the book.

"Why, His Royal Highness the Prince of Lordaeron still remembers me, an illegitimate child?"

Glancing at Kenneri's sister-in-law with a little playfulness, the mid-level mage skipped the paladin and looked at the door of the Great Chapel of the Wish of Light, still in and out of the figures, which seemed to be a familiar figure.

"Kyrryth, he's the prince of Lordaeron, and your majesty you'll need to be loyal to in the future!"

The paladin temporarily placed the thick book on a stake and glared at the mid-level mage with a nonchalant face.

"You're such a Kenneri..."

Looking at each other funny, Kyris looked around boredly, and didn't argue anything with him, not to mention that his Sunchaser bloodline is far farther than Minehir, and it is still a big question mark whether His Royal Highness, the prince he needs to be loyal to in the future, can really live until he ascends the throne.

"This Chapel of the Wish of Light is really resplendent, it's a pity..."Shaking his head, Kyris glanced at the paladin with a cold face, turned around and left with Kiel.

"Your Highness!"

The figures of the two of them gradually disappeared at the edge of the holy light, and Kurla was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure, and then knelt down on one knee and said respectfully.

"This mage is even stronger than before..."

The dark silver armor set off the golden hair even more dazzling, and after Prince Lordaeron nodded to the attendant who was kneeling on one knee, he turned his eyes to look at the distant back, muttered, and then his eyes widened, and at the edge of the holy light, a pair of emerald eyes collided with his gaze through the holy light domain.

"Humph!"

After staring at each other for a long time, Arthas snorted softly, turned around and walked into the Chapel of the Wish of Light, behind him, the low-level paladin who had picked up the book again glanced at Kyris who had turned his head towards the darkness again, and turned to follow his Highness into the Chapel full of Holy Light.

Under the witness of history, the twins of fate collided again, but the cruel ending seemed to be doomed in this black and white...