"Wait!"

Just as all the paladins were silently watching the pair of masters and servants in front of them slowly turn away, a sharp voice came from the barracks, and their whole bodies were covered in silver-colored armor, and a middle-level paladin walked out quickly, followed by many silver hand apprentices, who seemed to be the ones who were guarding the door just now.

"Mage, you can go, but he must stay!"

The paladin saw that Kyris was still walking on his own, and sped up again, and finally even made a big jump, directly in front of Kyrryth and the two, staring at the dazed Kiel and said.

"Marsa, he's a living man, not a ghoul, you should be able to tell!"

The middle-level mage looked at the roadblock that suddenly appeared with a gloomy face, and the magic robe on his body began to glow slightly, in fact, after saving Kiel, he knew that this kind of person would jump out, but he didn't expect it to be so blatant. He is a mage, and in the eyes of ordinary people, he naturally has nothing to do with the resurrection of the Shadow Person, and those who witness this kind of near-miracle will naturally target the resurrection itself, Kir.

After accepting the memories of this life, Kyris knew that Azeroth was not like the game world, and the resurrection technique, which was used as the basic skill of all healing professions in the game, did not actually exist in this real world, or was not qualified to be accessed at the current level of Kyrryth, so the resurrection of the Shadow Artist would inevitably cause turmoil, even if the sequelae were very obvious.

Just as the mid-level mage was about to break through, the mid-level knight who helped him save Kir stuck his foot between the three of them and said to the paladin who was blocking the way.

"Darien, do you see? He's resurrected! He's resurrected!!"

Marsa stared at Kir frantically as if she hadn't heard Darien speak at all, her eyes beginning to glow a strange red, but the holy light that involuntarily leaked out of her body became more and more dazzling.

"Enough!"

Frowning and looking at Marsa, who was getting more and more crazy, Darien suddenly punched him in the face, smashing him directly to the ground, and the gold on his body also shook violently and scattered.

"Don't bring him in yet!"

Looking at his comrades who were still staring at Kiel even after falling to the ground, the paladin had a helpless expression on his face, and instead yelled at a group of overwhelmed apprentices not far away.

"Mage, let's go!"

Glancing at Kelreth in a hurry, the paladin turned and walked into the barracks with a group of apprentices.

"Darian..."

The whole time he watched indifferently, and it wasn't until the paladin turned around that the mid-level mage masked in a low voice.

Darien Mograini, the youngest son of the elder Mograine, was indeed a genius comparable to Alsace, and although he could not tell his age, he should not have been more than thirty years old. And the mid-level mage slightly perceived, the other party was already a sixth-order paladin, although as the concubine of a paladin lord, this kind of holy light talent is also logical, but what makes Kelris really care is the fate of the other party and the holy relic of the paladin, the legendary item Ash Emissary.

"Kyle..."

Just as the mage wanted to lift his feet, Gianna's voice came to his ears, and the princess of Kul Tiras looked at her with a pale face, but the corner of her eyes glanced at Kir from time to time.

"Your Highness, you should know where Archmage Ansrem abodes here!"

With his intuition, he clearly felt the snooping of the girl mage, and the shadow man's eyes turned his head to stare at the other party and began to slowly emit an involuntary fierce light, and his body even began to lean forward slightly, and then, he was blocked by the middle-level mage, and asked Gianna.

Gianna, who was also obviously startled by the murderous aura emanating from Kiel, tightened the staff in her hand, and was not relieved until the mid-level mage blocked it, and then frowned.

"Archmage, they don't live here, not even in Great Cowlingshire. ”

"Didn't you say that Dalaran also needs to send a corps of mages?" said the mid-level mage with a frown.

"Don't you feel it? The elemental energy in the East Wall Fortress is almost suppressed by the Holy Light to the extreme, this phenomenon is very common in Great Cowling County, especially the denser the population, the more clerics, the denser the Holy Light, in the Great Chapel of the Holy Light's Wish, there is almost no energy other than the Holy Light, it is simply a different forbidden place for us mages!

The girl mage rolled her eyes and explained angrily to Kelreth.

"This is only a pre-hunt meeting, and it will be almost a month before the troops are actually gathered, and the mages of Dalaran will not usually set foot on this place until the last moment. ”

"Then they don't worry that you will go back alone?"

In fact, at the door of the Holy Light Wish Chapel, the middle-level mage had already sensed this situation, and this kind of place where a large number of Holy Light Professionals were gathered would naturally transform into a similar Holy Light Domain, forming an environment that was very suitable for the cultivation of Holy Light, which was similar to the formation of Dalaran, except that Dalaran's innate conditions were more superior.

"Humph!"

Gianna didn't immediately reply, but glanced at the barracks, which had returned to calm, with a small group of Silver Hand apprentices still guarding the door. It's just that Kyris on the side also found that some of the paladins have been paying attention to this side, or rather, keeping an eye on the girl mage.

Immediately, the mid-level mage suddenly raised his eyebrows and glanced at those silver hand apprentices.

"I didn't expect His Majesty Dai Lin to retire for so many years, and there are still old subordinates serving in the Silver Hand!"

His Majesty Dareen of Kurtilas, in addition to the title of Tidal Stalker, is also a legendary paladin, and naturally served in the Silver Hand in the first place.

It's just that this majesty did not participate in the battle as a member of the Silver Hand for most of the Second World War, but fought in the endless blue waves, and after the end of the Second World War, as the king of Kul Tiras, he naturally will not stay in the Silver Hand.

However, as the first generation of paladins, Dai Lin must have had a large number of juniors and subordinates in the hands of silver.

It's just that Kyrreth didn't expect that after so many years, after almost becoming the silver of Lordaeron's private army, there would be someone in it who would dare to blatantly become Dai Lin's eyeliner.

"You think too much, after World War II, the paladins who belonged to Kurtilas all returned home with their fathers, and now the Silver Hand is a pure Lordaeron troop. ”

Rolling her eyes again, Gianna suddenly glanced at a small group of paladins coming out of the barracks, her face changed drastically, and she turned around and hid behind Kyrryth.

"Thanred, I didn't expect him to become a paladin and enter the Silver Hand!"

Hiding behind the mid-level mage, Gianna gritted her teeth as she watched as a burly paladin approached with a small group of apprentices.

"Gina!"

When the paladin came to the three of them, he didn't speak immediately, but raised his hand and took off his helmet, with short brown hair, plus Cistanche's beard, and the same eye color as his hair, he had no resemblance to Gianna at all.

The paladin who had removed his helmet approached and looked at Kyrryth, then at the maiden mage behind the mid-level mage.

"I've prepared a small team of Silver Trainees who will escort you back to Dalaran, so let's go now!"

"I'm not going back, I'm going to take part in the Winter Hunt! You can do it, Arthas can do it, why can't I!" Gianna, who was hiding behind Kyrryth, refused to pop her head out, but shouted in a muffled voice.