"Forgive me for taking the plunge. Seeing that the two were debating the issue of the paladin, Lanlos immediately intervened and successfully attracted their attention, "Since you disagree, why don't you tell me about it, maybe I can help you with something." ”

The future Human Paladins have left a strong mark on this world, with the Silver Hand shining in the Orc Wars, the bloody Crusaders and Silver Dawn of the undead scourge headaches, and the rebuilt Silver Hand becoming the main force against the Burning Legion!

If Lan Luo can have a good relationship with them, it will be a blessing that he has cultivated in eight lifetimes. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, how can he let it go?!

As Fao had said, Lanlos was the first mortal he had ever seen who had a proper blend of melee combat and sorcery, and his advice might be an effective objective help.

"Of course, you must have more say in this matter than we do. ”

Nodding to the archbishop, Lanlos recounted the thoughts he had just pondered: "As far as I know, the Light is the power of faith, and its meaning is not only mercy, but also justice and justice. ”

"While it is honorable to rely on mercy and sacrifice to uphold justice, wouldn't it be more effective to punish evil before it hurts the innocent?"

Lanlos's words sent Fao deep in thought, and Lothar clearly agreed with him, nodding in agreement.

However, this was not enough to convince the archbishop.

In many people's minds, a doctor's hand is used to save people, not kill people. It's a deep-seated dreamism, and while it's hard to comment on right and wrong, it's a true belief. Converting an archbishop is not something that can be solved in two or three sentences.

Luckily, Lanlos still has his hole cards.

"I have traveled all over the country and have had the privilege of meeting such a great man, and this is a gift from him. Lanloth's fingers caressed his forehead, and a faint golden light quietly bloomed, clearly outlining the pattern of a flame.

Two pairs of eyes stared directly at the elven mage's forehead, and Lothar and Fao's expressions were the same, and their jaws were about to fall to the ground!

"How is this possible?!"

The exclamation in unison made the surrounding guests take a big startle, Lothar was okay, seeing Archbishop Fao like this, he would blow it with his children and grandchildren for the rest of his life......

"Holy light!" As Lanlos calmed down the power of Tyr's sigil, Fao finally came back to his senses, finally regained his composure, and immediately asked, "Can you tell me who the one you are talking about?

Lanlos shook his head regretfully: "He has given everything to justice. ”

Hearing this, the heat in Fao's heart completely cooled down, and he slowly closed his eyes and lowered his head: "May the Holy Light protect him." ”

The elven mage's face was very depressed, as if he was holding back some emotion. In the eyes of Lothar and Fao, he seemed to be grieving for the great man in his mouth, and they all labeled him in the bottom of their hearts.

Fact?

The relationship between Tyr and the Light should be that he created the Light with arcane and positive spiritual powers, right? To exaggerate a little, he can be called the Father of the Light, and in human society, absolutely no one will refute it.

Let the son bless Lao Tzu, this ......

"Teacher. ”

Just as Lanlos was about to lose his breath, a distinctly young voice with a similar voice to Fa'o's suddenly approached, causing the three of them to focus their attention on the person who came.

The elven mage's face sank instantly, and he felt the throbbing in his heart, and the brilliance floating on Elunis behind him also quietly condensed.

All because of the middle-aged pastor who is in the midst of a bald crisis, a disciple of Fao, the archbishop of the Cathedral of Light, Benedictas!

Players who have lived through the Cataclysm version will be impressed, and it's terrifying, Godfather of Twilight!

As if sensing something, Benedictas turned his gaze, and although he was a little puzzled as to why Lanlos looked like this, he still maintained his demeanor, showing a faint smile of kindness and intimacy to the other party, and then immediately approached Fao, whispering something.

"It was a busy day, and I thought, I have to leave. As for your opinion, I will consider it carefully. Smiling and apologizing to Lanlos and Lothar, Fao walked away with Benedictas.

Seeing this scene, Lanlos's tense nerves gradually relaxed. His mind suddenly recalled the comment of the child Zhou Bronze Dragon about the blood elf orphans, and he did not have to be responsible for what he would do in the future or what he wanted to do but did not do.

Regardless of whether or not Benedictas will actually follow Twilight in the future, at least for now, he is the Archbishop of the Cathedral of Light, a prophet of light for the benefit of millions of mankind. Not to mention the consequences of killing him, Lothar and Fao, one with one and a half feet into the legend, the other immersed in the realm of legend for many years, he is not capable of killing the other in front of the two.

As for the evidence, Benedictas' identity wasn't revealed until the later stages of the Cataclysm, when Deathwing was only close to achieving his goal of annihilation.

He wouldn't be so arrogant as to think he was capable of grabbing the old fox's tail.

At least for now, more is better than less, and he still has a task ahead of him to pay attention to.

Thinking of this, Lanlos withdrew his gaze and happened to see Lothar beside the two archbishops. Having only recalled what had happened to the tomb of Tyr through his discussion of the Light, Lanlos had in mind the figure of Soladin the Great, the human Heroic Spirit who had come to an end, and the latter's request for him.

Anduin Lothar, in addition to being Lord Stormwind, the Royal Guard, and the president of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, is the only orthodox descendant of the Soladin bloodline in today's world!

Quelzaram is a relic of that era!

"Anything else?" Lothar frowned and asked the question very bluntly, sensing that the other party's expression had become a little strange.

After a moment of deep thought, Lanros shook his head. The matter about the tomb of Tyr contains too many secrets of its own, and with the priority of the mission, it is really not a good time to be open and honest.

Although he was still a little confused, Lothar was not one to be entangled, shook his head, and quickly returned to King Lane's side.

As for Lanlos, he quietly tightened his brows.

That black-robed mage, gone?!

Just as he tried to search for his target's traces, a dark color suddenly flashed at the edge of his sight, and a supple black crow's tail feathers.

————————————

Even as night fell, Stormwind's festive vibe didn't diminish in the slightest. On the contrary, because the dark night covered the dilapidated houses and city walls, the whole city looked like a peaceful and prosperous era of singing and dancing, and the country and the people were safe.

Lanloth stood on a large balcony of the Stormwind Fortress, and the noise behind him seemed like a projection from another world as he walked there because of the walls.

Under the clear night sky, the bright moon seemed to cover the world with a thin silver veil, and the peaceful and peaceful appearance, as well as the still cold evening breeze at the beginning of spring, completely soothed Lan Luos's mood.

"I don't remember knowing you. ”

A slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded beside him, causing Lanlos to immediately turn his head.

I don't know when the black-robed mage sat on the edge of the balcony, his cloak that was darker than the night fluttering gently in the air, and the supple and smooth black crow's tail feathers were like burning black flames, constantly jumping and churning.

Enveloped.

This adjective appeared in Lanlos's mind for the first time, but the other party seemed to have a sense of it, and before he could speak, he actually lifted the hood himself: "But I know, you know me." ”

The long brown hair that curls slightly reaches to the shoulders, and I don't know if it's because of the evening breeze, at first glance it gives people a messy and sloppy feeling, but that handsome face is very clean. The contrast between his fair complexion and his gloomy outfit, his slightly furrowed brows and inky eyes deepened his innate gloomy temperament.

"Lanloth. Without answering the other party's words, Lan Luo smiled and extended a hand of friendship to the other party.

Such a reaction surprised Medivan a little. He knew that Lanloth was a member of the Council of Tirisfar, and he knew that his target was himself, but in his impression, the Council of Tirisfa was all over-eyed. Go into your own territory, but you don't even knock on the door!

He really didn't expect this elven mage to behave so plainly in the face of his almost straightforward picking.

Perhaps surprised, or perhaps for some other reason, Medivan did not accept the other party's kindness. Lan Luo obviously expected it, smiled indifferently, and put down his right hand as if nothing happened, and did not feel embarrassed by this: "I know that those people who visited you before were too reckless, and may have left a lot of bad impressions on you. ”

"But don't let the first impression fool you, we are looking for cooperation with great sincerity. ”

"Cooperation?hehe......" Medivan smiled, but the cold arc seemed to freeze even the evening breeze, "I won't be with a group of rude people." ”

Lanros's brow tightened quietly.

The actions of the Council of Tirisfar, while indeed undignified, were not as unbearable as the other side's mouths. Apparently, Egwen had informed him of what the council had done.

It is not difficult to imagine that the former guardian has been living in hiding in Tibet for the rest of his life, and he has not even had the opportunity to see his husband and son.

Although the source of this sentiment comes from the corruption of the Dark Titan, it is a foregone conclusion, and the contradictions between Egwene and the Council of Tirisfa are irreconcilable!

And now, this contradiction has been passed on to her children, and it has been radicalized by the reckless actions of the parliament in the past few days.

"I don't think it's likely, but I'm going to ask the question. Shaking his head helplessly, Lanlos aimed his purple arcane eyes at Medivan's gaze, "Are you willing to join us and take on the duties of guardians?"