In the days that followed, I resolved to learn from him the word of Light.

He taught me how to meditate, how to channel my mind to calm quickly. He taught me to feel the things around me, such as the murmur of the wind, the singing of the forest, the whisper of flowers, and the power of the earth.

I tried my best to experience it, but what I didn't want to tell him was that no matter how hard I tried to experience and feel the feelings he described, I didn't want to hit him. I pretended to tell him that I felt it.

Just like.

While studying with Uther, I prefer to go to the bazaar to buy good wine and then go to Bishop Fao to discuss some philosophical questions. He never asked me what I felt about the Light, and I certainly couldn't make up any flowery words to describe the false feelings.

In fact, from the first time I met him, I had a good impression of him, and now I like this old man more and more.

He used to say that the clergy, believers in the Light, are allowed to drink, but they are not allowed to drink heavily. Although I tried to pour him down again and again, it was always me who fell in the end.

Occasionally, when I was drunk and a little unconscious, he would put his hand on my chest, on my head. I knew I didn't have to report on my progress, he should be able to feel it in me. I heard him pray for me, for me, but since that time I haven't felt anything unusual, not even dizzy.

In the end, I even pretended to be drunk, not seeking to feel the warmth and power of the light, even if I saw the gloom again and experienced the dizziness and emptiness...... But no, never.

These days. The city of Lordaeron became more and more lively, and large caravans poured into the city. They had all come here from other counties in the kingdom of Lordaeron or from other kingdoms further afield.

I saw caravans in Gilneth, caravans in Alterac, and even caravans from the kingdom of Stormgard.

Caravans from other countries are increasing. It suddenly occurred to me that the group of catfish in Gilneth and the group of killers that Oriden had sent out, would they come back?

Although I don't have a mission now, like an abandoned child, I will not forget that I am still a member of Ravenhold. I didn't reluctantly miss Ollen's mission for not completing his mission, after all, coming to his side was also assigned by Ravenhold, and I was not responsible for Oriden.

I sent a few reports to Lone Wolf with the latest information on the situation in Lorda. However, after the letter was sent, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and I did not receive a reply for a long time.

There are no instructions, but I will not forget who I am. While waiting for the King's Celebration, I began to wander around the embassies and consulates of various countries, and frequented various taverns, inns, and spring halls.

I'm a little hesitant to ask the fish boss about it now, although I didn't kill all of them last time, but this account is estimated to be all on my head. I remembered what Lawrence said about the Guinea Pig Gang, but I didn't care at the time, alas! Just ask for the contact information......

There were more and more things going on in church during the day, and although there were times when I would not go back all night, Uther would never ask me where I had gone.

It didn't seem to matter if I didn't receive a reply, but I finally received a reply from Lone Wolf. He said that Ravenhold's men had come to Lorda, and he only told me to continue to observe Fred and other circumstances, and to report back if I found anything. Other than that, Lone Wolf didn't instruct me how to contact them.

Fred has been getting busier and busier lately. He went out every day near noon and didn't return until the evening. And when I followed him, I found that he had to come into close contact with some of the noble lords of the major kingdoms every day.

It's a big test of my latent skills. However, the hard work paid off, and among the people Fred came into contact with, I really heard some familiar names.

The nobility he came into contact with was getting higher and higher, and the appearance of these great lords and grand dukes heralded that the king's celebration would be held in the near future. His Majesty King Solas Tolbaine from the Kingdom of Arathas arrived in Lordaeron on these two days, followed by King Archibald Greymane and Crown Prince Jean Greymane of Gilneys.

When I witnessed the army led by the naval commander of the Kingdom of Kurtiras, Daylin Prodmoor, carrying the anchor banner of Kurtiras, I was deeply shocked by these stout creatures at the gates of the northern city! And when Commander Daelin rode into the city on a huge horse like I had never seen before, that kind of temperament that King Minahir did not possess! It was a kind of pride, a kind of absolute majesty!

I gave up on finding out the news, and instead squatted beside the tavern on the side of Lordaeron Avenue in the north gate, and I was very curious to see what those noble lords, the heroes I knew and unfamiliar looked like.

What made me tremble the most was not the sight of the spiky hats, but the sight of the ruddy-skinned, tall, good-looking, or handsome High Elves!

I felt my scalp tingle a little when I saw them walk through the gates, which made me so much more excited than seeing the dwarves! At the head of the group was a very tall and handsome elf, and when I saw him sitting on the huge white bird, I had no idea in my heart that it was really funny or ridiculous. After all, they are tall in their own right, and their mounts are not much smaller than ours.

And behind this handsome elf with confidence, majesty, and even some cold and arrogant expressions written on his face, are two extremely beautiful female elves. A beautiful face, the green cloak can't hide her long golden hair, and the pure face makes people feel heartwarming. And the one beside her was a black cloak, the wisps of silver under the black cloak swayed slightly, and a heroic spirit on her serious face was unobstructed, but this seriousness showed a kind of arrogance and coldness in her delicate features. The coldness in her eyes seemed to overlook the city and the humans.

Behind them was a male elf riding on a black chocobo with a deep scar on his face and a black blindfold on his left eye. The silver hair that was tied up high reminded me of this look, and I remember a name...... Lotherma Theron!

The two dozen or so High Elves then revealed their uniforms. It makes my heart jump out! I was a little overwhelmed with excitement all at once. I feel like this one body is not enough. I want to get to know them! But I'm just a ......

This thought annoys me!

There is only one day left until the day of the celebration. The city of Lordaeron has been flooded with a large number of its own nobles. It is said that the king's castle was also overcrowded. The major taverns in Lordan City were all chartered by these nobles and lords at home and abroad.

As a result, many caravans from outside the country had no place to live. However, although they have no place to live, no boss wants to miss such a good opportunity to make money.

Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, I counted on my fingers, King Gilneth and the Crown Prince came, King Stormgard came, the Kurtilas came, Fred of Alterac did not go, and the High Elves whose names I could not name also came! Even Dalaran's pointed hats are here! But the kingdom of Stormwind, which I was most looking forward to, has not yet appeared.

"Bill, tomorrow the King's celebration will begin. We're going to get to the palace tonight to make our final preparations. Uther said.

"What are we going to do tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow's festivities will be preceded by a sacrifice by the Holy See. The Church of Light in Lordaeron is the highest rank of all human kingdoms. This festival will be quite grand. ”

"Am I going to participate too?"

"Don't you want to?"

"No, I don't think I can do it." To be honest, I was so nervous, even more nervous than my first mission.

"You just have to stand there and take the holy thing in your hand. You don't need to do more. He winked at me.

I said, "So what do you do?" ”

"I'll be there for you."

That's a lot of meat. I pursed my lips in disgust.

That night we arrived at the palace. But there was no place to sleep.

Tomorrow's celebration will start here.