Leaning on the haystack, I watched the young and old around me go about their lives. I'm still not feeling well, but at least my head isn't as dizzy. The wounded soldiers lay on the ground, but the number of dead seemed to have decreased, and the old men who could still move almost no longer carried people away with white sheets. I don't know if it's damn it, it's almost dead, or if the medicine really worked.

But looking at Chief Luke beside him, he seemed to be much better.

Since I was a child, I have had a good habit of helping others, but as I got older, I no longer seemed willing to help others, not because I didn't think it was good, but because I was afraid of getting into trouble. The fear of trouble must stem from one's own incompetence and cowardice.

Looking back on this time, although sometimes I may not really help anyone, I feel relieved that I am no longer as afraid as before.

Although I didn't want to save anyone this time, I just wanted to get rid of the pain because it was too uncomfortable. But sometimes there will always be that kind of unintentional good thing.

After an afternoon of nesting in the haystack, I felt much better when I woke up again. Chief Luke, who was beside me, also stared at me with open eyes. "You're awake." He said.

It's like a mutual greeting in the morning, and I answer.

"Supposedly your attention."

"What?"

"Potion formula."

"Oh." In front of this strange chief, he still kept a low profile. The answer just now didn't seem very appropriate.

"You saved us all." He stared at me, and there seemed to be a real approving look in his tone. "Well done, private."

"For the king!" I've been used to singing high notes since I was a child.

Chief Luke nodded to me, I didn't want to talk to him here, so I got up and walked out of the tent.

There were fewer and fewer unconscious soldiers on the ground. It's really not very beautiful to just lay it on the ground like a corpse, but fortunately, there are fewer and fewer soldiers who are still unconscious. The soldiers who woke up began to help each other and treat each other.

An extremely absurd idea suddenly occurred in my mind, if this group of fishmen could be summoned, if the battle took place at sea, then the opponent would be bitten by the fishmen in a very short period of time, causing inflammation and fever. This is much easier than employing people!

Over the next two or three days, the vast majority of the sick and wounded recovered. And we also received commendations and congratulations from the king. To my surprise, there was a separate one for me.

After Lieutenant Luke read the king's praise to me with a smile in front of everyone, I once again enjoyed the feeling of being touted by everyone, and it was not amazing!

When I was a little shy, the black-haired child took me by the hand of a man who was Sir Keloren, the Marquis of Noel's aide-de-camp. He smiled and came over to shake my hand.

"This is my son, he said that you gave everyone the way to heal, thank you."

"This ...... It's nothing. I just want everyone to be safe. I nodded at him.

"You are the hero of this battle. My name is Kiloren! "Our hands are clasped together." This is my son and my wife. He introduced.

"My name is Thassarian." The black-haired boy snatched his father's words and argued.

Thassarian, well, I looked at him with a smile as well, but I suddenly noticed that the boy's eyes were blue. Thassarian, still a familiar and unfamiliar name!

I was smiling, but my mind was searching for all the information about the name. I found that since I woke up in this world, many of the original memories have either disappeared or become confused. I sometimes wonder if the people and events I remember now are wrong.

He was smiling at me with those big blue eyes.

On the way back to the city, I was fantasizing about what would happen when I went back, such as how to be praised by the king, and at the end of all, the people would have to welcome me.

But when I returned to Lordaeron, it was raining heavily, and not only did I not have the people who welcomed me, but I was also drenched in the rain. The day after I returned to the barracks, I was promoted to corporal.

The simple life was boring due to repetition, because I knew a little about herbs and had excellent training, and at the end of the year, I went from a corporal to a sergeant.

There were not many soldiers in the First Legion, less than four hundred in total, including men and dogs. I had more free time since I became a sergeant, because I was only separated by a wall from the palace, so I had more time to go to the archbishop for a drink with the coat of arms embroidered on my chest, wearing a battle robe and embroidering the king's coat of arms on my chest.

After two months of frequent in-depth communication with the archbishop in the name of discussing the Way of the Light, I noticed that Fao's small belly seemed to be larger. There was no more plague in the winter, and after a warm and happy Winter Veil Festival, there was a prayer for Prince Alsace.

Economic prosperity often leads to spiritual enrichment, and there is far more cultural and sports activities in Lordaeron than I know of Alterac. The Prince's first birthday celebration was no worse than the Winter Veil Festival, and merchants and juggling groups from all over the world gathered in the capital again.

In the six months that Uther has not been disturbed by me, it is said that he has gained a deeper understanding of the path of the Light. According to the elder Faotha, Uther had mastered the ability to transmit the Light through his body to others.

Of course, it didn't matter whether I believed it or not, Uther was promoted directly from a monk in the Cathedral of Lordaeron to the royal palace, and after a week in the chapel of Lordayn in the royal palace, he became the mentor of Prince Arthas.

I remember very well the first time I saw Uther and Arthas's fate, on the fifth day after the prince's birthday. Although it was still a bit cold that day, the bright spring sunshine and clear blue sky made people feel very good.

Alsace, who had just learned to walk, wore a burqa embroidered with the emblem of the Holy Light over his bulging clothes. His blonde hair was thin and limp against his head, and his small head had a golden crown on it.

As he walked slowly towards Uther, dressed in golden robes, led by the beautiful and dignified Queen Lyanne, I felt like I was in a trance. I felt as if Uther's face had the same glow that Fao had once exuded. The kind of light that makes people feel soft, warm, and serene.

When Queen Lianne stood about two meters away from Uther, Arthas broke free from the queen's hand, and he spread his two small arms, twisted and twisted, and walked towards Uther.

I was stunned! I feel like Uther's whole body is glowing!

Arthas's tiny body walked up to Uther, and the smile on Uther's face sent goosebumps to my body. That smile, purer and more natural than I've ever seen him smile at me! He's like an angel! Symbolizes purity and sacredness! It is the embodiment of light and hope!

My eyes widened when the prince stood in front of Uther and stretched out his arms. Uther smiled and stretched out his hands to take the one-year-old Arthas in his arms and gently take him into his arms, and I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

"I pray to the Light with all my might, I praise the Light, I call upon the Light! Pray for a response! Uther said slowly, he didn't seem to be exerting force, but his voice was clear to my heart. I seemed to feel what he was feeling at this point.

The light on him is still soft! I read that right, he's glowing! "Thank you to the Light for blessing Lordaeron and for King Terenus Minehir! Blessed with Queen Lyanne Minehir and Princess Kalia Minehir. ”

"I pray to the Light today in this sanctuary to bestow your grace on Prince Arthas Minehir, your people, your believers, your lamb, the future of the kingdom of Lordaeron, the hope of the billions of people of Lordaeron. O Holy Light! Respond to me, and let your grace be upon him, and grant strength and wisdom to Prince Arthas Minethir! ”

Uther said as he slowly stretched out his right hand to the sky, and saw a dazzling light burst from between his fingers, and I couldn't open my eyes to the light, squinting at the light that he and the prince were completely enveloped in it.

When the light gradually dimmed, everything returned to normal. I shuddered a little from Uther's shock, and the eyes of those around me widened.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound of the holy vessel on the altar, and the surrounding monks shouted praises of the holy light, and then the whole church boiled. The king stood beside Uther with the princess in his arms, and tears of excitement welled up in the queen's eyes.

I finally saw the Light!

Uther's name instantly spread through the streets, and the story of Uther's summoning of the Light was told in every tavern, and it became more and more mysterious.

I like to sit in the tavern and listen to how they add fuel and vinegar. From the very beginning, I happily passed on the street talk to Uther, and in the end it became a joke and a joke.

But he never gets angry, never embarrassed, it seems that everything is as it should be, everything is natural. He's really changed a lot! I felt like I was standing in front of him now, and I was looking up at him.

And slowly, I had less and less contact with him, and sometimes I didn't see him for a long time, and I heard Fao tell me that he was the Prince's enlightenment teacher, and he used everything in his heart for the Prince.

As I listened to Fao tell me what he knew, I would always have countless images flashing in my mind, even the cold cemetery in my mind, a statue with a codex in hand and a war hammer in his hand. And then there would be that blurry face, fluttering hair, and splattered blood.

I saw a pair of eyes, another pair of eyes, a lot of eyes. Some are shocked, some are angry, some are indifferent, some are sad.

"What's wrong with you? Child. Fao touched my cup lightly.

I snapped back to my senses. "I seem to be hallucinating."

Fao stared into my eyes, "What do you see?" ”

"I'm a little cold." I raised my eyes to look at him.

"You ......"

"I wanted to get close to the Light, and I was blown away by him. The light, the power! I said, "But I don't seem to be qualified." You know. ”

Fao gently pressed his hand on the top of my head.

"I admire him." I say.

Fao didn't speak.

"He touched me, he really was like a child of light, he was like an angel." I said to myself.

"He said he believed me no matter what I did." I suddenly looked up. I don't know if that's going to happen! I looked at Fao's kind face and asked, "If I tell you about their future, will you believe me?" ”