"How's this wine?" I said and poured him another glass.

"I don't remember drinking like this before." The expression on his face seemed to be somewhat evocative.

"It's been shipped from the distant kingdom of Stormwind, from my hometown."

"I always thought you were from Alterac."

"I just came from there. And my hometown is further south. ”

"You're homesick."

I didn't respond to him, and took a sip from my glass. "Congratulations on your elevation to Archbishop." I raised my glass to him.

"You kid, you always have too many things hidden in your heart." He looked at me, but I was a little afraid to look him in the eye.

"Do you believe in fate? Or predict the future. I asked suddenly.

"Believe."

"You're the Archbishop of the Light. How can you believe this? ”

"Why can't I believe it?"

"You are the source of their faith, so to speak, the spiritual leader. You're not afraid to lead them astray. Will there be some more witches? ”

"The Light has been revealing to us. Including your appearance. ”

"I show up...... Did you predict that? I laughed.

"Exactly...... No. "This old man is quite realistic." But...... Uther sensed your presence. ”

"And that kind of thing. I hadn't heard him talk about it. ”

"He was the best of all my students! He felt the Light far more than anyone else. I have never seen such a pure child as him. He is like a seed of light. Fao did not hesitate to praise him.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"He told me a long time ago that he had a dream in which he met someone special, someone from afar. He said that in the dream you felt the revelation of the Light, and that the person would bring him a great test. ”

"Even though I'm from afar, I didn't bring him anything." I thought about it and said.

In fact, according to the understanding of the Light and his own character, Uther is fully qualified to become a bishop, and he can now provide people with the support and help of the Light, and even use his body to transmit the power of the Light. In you, however, he has experienced failure. ”

His face was still so quiet. I don't see any change.

"I'm from the distant kingdom of Stormwind, but I'm actually from exile." I looked up at him. "On the way to exile, I once met a lady. Whether he was a witch or a mage, I don't know. But she said I, yes...... Uh, it's a mess. I'm stupid, but I can feel that she's a very good guy. She wanted to tear me apart, but for some reason she saved me my life. ”

I looked at Fao's calm face, his long white eyebrows still under a kind gaze. "I didn't mean to despise you." I explained. "Actually, I know what's going on. But I don't know what to tell you. Perhaps, or it may not be understood at all. ”

"You're here, it's the best arrangement." Fao said slowly.

"Thank you for comforting me." I raised my glass to him.

"And have you been studying the Art of Light lately?" He got up from his chair and walked over to the table and picked up the flask.

"The Light doesn't seem to be aware of my coming."

Bishop Fao smiled and handed the flask over. "The Light will not forget anyone, nor will it abandon anyone, as long as you comprehend it with your heart and experience it with all your heart, it is like you lying in the water of a lake."

"If one day I can feel the light shining into my soul, I will invite you to drink." I say.

"Do you want to join the Holy See?"

"Join the Holy See?" I was stunned for a moment. "Do you want me to be a monk like Uther?" I shook my head as I spoke. "I'd consider taking your word for the Light, but I don't want to be a guy who can only stay in church every day. There's a big world waiting for me out there. ”

"I can introduce you to a job." It stood in front of me, looking up at me slightly.

"Is it cleaning in the church?"

"Of course not, I know a Royal Knights of Lordaeron, and I feel that with your skills, maybe you can become a knight." He said with a smile. "And as a knight you will have more time to contact those who believe in the Light, and more time to feel the Light."

"I'm not good at fighting on horseback. I'm good at using this. I lifted my cloak to reveal the sword at my waist. If you need a bodyguard, I'd be happy to take it. ”

"I don't need bodyguards. I can ask for you, though. ”

"To the great winter grandpa!" I raised my glass to Fao. "First of all...... I don't know how to swim yet. ”

Uther is a simple fellow, and I often wonder if it will have any bad effect on him when faced with the most eminent Lightbringer of the future Lordaeron, as well as Tulayan.

Tulayan was not a young child, he was more lively than Uther, and this young master from a noble background did not have any vices, probably because he was sent to the Holy See to raise and study since he was a child. It's just that his curiosity is much higher than his age. If I show up in church, he always sticks to me whenever he sees me.

I would teach him some martial arts, and he said that he wanted to be not only a guardian of the Light, but also a knight and join the Royal Order. I asked him, if you become a knight, what will happen to your father's title and Wanguan's family property? Maybe it's just the thoughts of a child of a noble family, he doesn't care about the money and property, he just wants to get honor.

When I teased him if he was just starting to fall in love, or if he could win the favor of the princesses and ladies by becoming a knight, he always seemed a little shy. When I asked him whose girl you had a crush on, he always held his little breasts and pretended to be nothing.

And his eyes always betray him, and when I tell him stories about the outside world, his eyes always shine. And he was more willing to fiddle with my arrows, and every time he saw me, he would always pester me to borrow my bow and arrow to practice.

His slender arms could not pull my bow away, but he kept trying, until one day, in the glittering light, I saw his muscles gradually bulging. In addition to loving my bow, he would scrutinize the black arrow every time. The arrow that Sylvanas shot at me.

In order to brag to him, I went to the library to look through the history of the High Elves. Not only did I know the story that happened thousands of years ago, but I also found the name I was looking for...... Zurgin. The Windranger family is barely mentioned in the books, but it's no wonder how there is a record of the High Elf family in human books.

I often looked at the arrow, which I don't know how many times, and the sharp arrow shone with a cold light, and the black arrow thicker than my index finger had faint patterns on its body, and the feathers at the end of the arrow were also black and shiny. Sylvanas, who was taller than me, seemed much more reasonable to use such an arrow.

I don't know if this arrow had ever shot a troll or anything in Sylvanas's hand, but in my hand, I used him to stab a guy who had previously assassinated me.

It was the most leisurely day of my time in Lordaeron, and though I would wander around, I never saw the emaciated beggar again. I approached Lawrence to inquire about Ralph's whereabouts, but to no avail, he disappeared again.

It wasn't until one day, near noon, when the prayer crowd in the church had dispersed, that I noticed a pair of eyes staring at me in the corner. I recognize those eyes.

"Where did you die?" I grabbed his still thin shoulder.

"Can't you expect me to be better?"

"Why are you still like this?"

"The best way to live longer is to keep a low profile to the point that people forget about you."

"The lone wolf is gone."

"I know." Ralph's eyes were sunken deeply, and he was not looking good.

"I've been looking for you."

"I left Lordaeron and went back to Alterac for a while." He frowned.

"You don't have a very good expression."

"Get used to it."

"How's it going over there? What about Oriden? ”

"His brother died, pretending to be sad. He's alive and well now, and Alyssa has now moved to the royal city. Ralph's eyes looked at me without blinking.

He just looked at me like that and didn't speak for a long time. "And then?" I say.

Ralph's dry face burst into laughter. "Executed a part of the nobles, Fred's little lover, and her father was tormented miserably. Although no conclusive evidence has been found that he is connected to Fred, the family has been completely defeated. The deprivation of the territory, the revocation of the title, and the absence of exile to the mines of the town of Nanhai are already the greatest mercy of Oriden. ”

"What else?"

"What do you want to know?"

"What about the Silent One?"

"How do I know this, I'm going to Alterac and Gilneth is in the opposite direction."

"Lone wolf should go to Gilneth."

"Let's hope he can't find anything."

"He said it's all when you're dead."

Ralph didn't speak, but there seemed to be a sense of loss on his face.

"You're going to stay in Lordaeron from now on?" He asked me.

"That's how he arranged it." I gestured to the monks who were cleaning.

"You seem to have shit luck." He pursed his lips. "I'm leaving again, brother."

"What are you going to do?"

"Do your job."

"I could get a job in the city, and the archbishop promised me a decent job. You don't have to go. ”

"Mix it up, rookie, I'm probably not good to anyone here." He got up from the ground.

I don't know how to keep him. He patted me on the shoulder, "We'll meet again if it's possible in the future, or maybe I'll come back to you someday." ”

Watching him slowly walk out of the church, I suddenly felt a sense of reluctance in my heart.

"Hey, did you do that Eve thing?" I shouted at his back.

As if he hadn't heard, he slowly walked out of the church, disappeared into the bustling crowd, and disappeared into the bright street.

I felt like I was in a dream.

At some point, Uther was already standing behind me. He reached out and handed me a letter, an epistle from Archbishop Fao.