"What's wrong with Luis?"

"Go back!!"

Suddenly turned his head to stare at the mother-in-law who came out of the door, and the middle-aged man immediately turned his head to look at the tall figure outside the door with a flattering expression. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Master Knight, there is nothing unusual in our family, and..."

"No, I don't, let me go, I don't have anything, I just have a cold, what, uh..."

The middle-aged man's eyes were suddenly attracted by the two entangled figures not far away, but it didn't take long for one of the paladins wearing the same white body armor as in front of him to stun the thin man who was desperately holding the stone pillar under him and refused to leave, and then walked towards the alley like dragging a dead pig, and behind the two, more than a dozen figures trembled.

It's the Joffreys diagonally opposite...

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and the middle-aged man felt the increasingly cold gaze on his face the next moment, and after a shudder, his back pressed even lower, and he was about to say more flatteringly.

"Uncle Louis, it's me!"

However, before Louis could speak again, the tall knight who was blocking the gate took off his helmet, revealing a slightly immature face inside, although his face had changed slightly due to age, but Louis still recognized the other party at a glance.

"Little Joris, you're back?!"

With a look of surprise on his face, Louis turned his head and shouted into the door.

"Eranee, it's little Joris, you're quick..."

"Uncle, don't be so loud!"

However, as soon as Louis spoke, Joris's slightly anxious stop came from behind him, and then the middle-aged man's movements froze, and he turned to yell at the mother-in-law who appeared again.

"Who let you out!Don't get back!!"

A little inexplicably stunned, Elleni just wanted to say a few words before she met her husband's eyes, and then retracted into the room without saying a word.

"What the hell is going on? I see you guys arresting people everywhere and going to the central square, and the whole alley is almost gone!"

When Louis turned around, his face had lost the joy just now, and he even regained his initial cringe, but his voice was indeed unusually smooth, the people in the market have the wisdom of the market, especially an old fritter who has been in the slums for most of his life, has participated in World War II, although he has not experienced any major wars, but at least he has killed people and cut down orcs in terms of old fritters, and the things in front of him have not reached the point of making him panic.

"By order of His Highness Arthas, the military administration of the entire city of Stratholme requires all the people to gather in the central main square for the test of the disease!"

A silver hand led a large group of people suddenly walked behind him, and Joris immediately reported to the homeowner in front of him with a businesslike look, but as the group of people behind him walked a little farther away, Joris's voice became quieter, so low that only he and Louis on the other side could hear it.

"Uncle, listen to me, the matter is very urgent, the whole Stratholme has been confirmed to be infected with the psychic plague, that's right, it's the kind of plague you used to scare me when you were a child, those evil psychics created the undead, and even slaughtered the city and destroyed the country's terrifying plague!"

"Does the prince want to burn everyone to death?!"

His face instantly turned pale, of course he knew, and even experienced a psychic plague himself, which was in the late stage of World War II, the mad orc warlock caused a large-scale plague, the cruelty of the war was vividly displayed at that time, there were not enough priests or even mage troops, as long as there were signs of infection, they would even be closed and monitored by a small team, as long as it was found that the first measure that could not be contained was to burn all the things with people, and even the kind of incineration where weapons and equipment were burned to ashes.

"No, Your Highness means to gather all the people together as much as possible, and then our group of supporting silver hands will jointly perform the Holy Light Purification Technique, and before the plague completely breaks out, how much can be purified!"

"Oh oh! That's good, that's good!"

Louis had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and Joris on the other side changed his words, and his face turned cold.

"But the strength of the Combined Holy Light Purification Technique is too great, even a first-order warrior like you, Uncle, may be burned to death by the Holy Light before the plague virus is purified!!"

Recalling that a few days ago, because of his own miscontrol, the boy was burned alive by his own holy light, Joris's face was gloomy and his head was lowered, and he shook his head violently, and took out four Mithril pendants that were tied with linen thread.

"These rune pendants, uncle, you and Aunt Elanie, as well as Jobe and Lucy all bring them, you must bring them!"

Louis's always calm face finally showed a trace of panic, and he took the four silver pendants handed over by the young man in a bit of a daze, and walked into the house behind him, and not long after, the couple walked out with a pair of children.

"Master Knight, let's go!"

As if they had communicated roughly, the middle-aged woman looked happily at Joris, who had put on a helmet and couldn't see his face clearly, while a pair of young boys and girls behind him looked curiously at the paladin in front of them, although they always knew that their mother had a nephew, but before they could remember, this cousin ran to the east wall to join the army.

"Hmm!

After a cold answer, Joris walked out of the alley with a family behind him, but sent them into the crowd at the entrance of the avenue.

Seeing his only relative walk to the "execution ground", Joris even had the urge to immediately rush out of Stratholme with them, but the facts told him that even if he could escape, he was just a third-order paladin, and he was not completely sure of purifying the entire Louis family, and the probability of missing was almost more than fifty percent, coupled with the mandatory order of Prince Arthas that was almost negotiable, so that a trace of elusive darkness gradually appeared in the heart of this young man who was originally full of hopes and dreams for the paladin and the silver hand.

Why, why is it as strong as Lordaeron's motherland, as strong as the hand of silver, can't save my hometown, can't save my family, so what's the use of this paladin!!

"Joris!"

The shout in his ears made the paladin, who was in a state of distraction, suddenly come back to his senses, and when he turned his head, he saw a group of paladins approaching.

"Captain!"

"Well, the third avenue has almost been gathered, the order just now, let's go directly to the central square!"

The leading paladin glanced at the alley behind Joris, and as he spoke, he took the lead in the opposite direction.

"Captain!!!Our squad is also participating in the joint purge?"

Unlike Joris, who silently followed the team, in fact, a certain paladin in the squad couldn't help but say, the silver hand of their team, in fact, only the captain of the fourth-order paladin in front of him is the real silver hand, and the other team members are at best the reserve of the silver hand, in fact, there are only ten people in the entire team who can reach the third order, and only five of them can perform purification techniques.

"You don't need to release the purification technique directly, you just need to do your best to provide the power of the Holy Light!"

The pace of his feet did not stop, the knight captain turned his head to look at the team members who asked questions, and at the angle behind them that these juniors could not perceive, a trace of pain flashed in his sight, joint spellcasting, this kind of joint spell based on holy light that was transformed by mages jointly casting domain-level large-scale spells as a template, the most uncontrollable thing is the intensity... (To be continued.) )