Only two people met Master Fao's requirements that day. One was Uther, who had been with the master for many years, and the other was Lordaeron's most powerful knight, Saidan Dasohan.

Many years from now, people may remember their names and see their faces in their portraits, but these past events will be forgotten or unknown. These things should not be forgotten, they are all heroes, and the stories of heroes should be sung and sung, am I right?

The rest of the training was in full swing, and the news from Kul Tiras's scouts began to become less and less optimistic. The orcs had built hundreds of ships, and if they continued like this, it might be a bit of a hassle for them to come straight ahead.

As far as I know, the Kul Tiras Navy was also actively preparing for war at that time, but due to the weather and other reasons, they were waiting for the best wind direction. I don't understand what to do in the direction of the wind such as sea warfare, so I can't just pounce on it.

The training of the knights is getting stricter and stricter, and this kind of thing cannot be rushed, and it is useless to rush. After all, people's understanding of the kind of mysterious things is different.

Saidan Dasohan's success has regained confidence for many people, but it has also made some people feel that it is out of reach, perhaps because they feel that they do not have the physical strength of him. Anyway, no one at this time said they wanted to give up.

I've come to know Tirio Fordin, he's the third person to pass the test, and he's quite strong. But such a person with a special skill and the great lord of the Hearthdale has no shelf on him.

He responded to the call to bring the army of Hearthvale to fight, and I asked him if he had any sons now, and the guy proudly told me about his son, Tyran.

Tyran, who is only three years old and looks like a tiger, speaks of his son, an old father's eyes, full of love. I asked him if your son hugged you before he left for the battle. The smile on his face looked a little bitter, and he nodded.

This is an expedition, and if you fight, you will die, and no one can guarantee that you will return alive, and his eyes are full of love and reluctance.

I asked him if he had any hopes for Tyran, such as what he would do when he grew up or what he would ask of him. He said that he only misses him now, and he only hopes that his son can grow up happy and healthy.

I said, don't you want him to become a warrior as strong as you?

He said that Tyran was very mischievous, but he was very observant, he loved nature, he loved animals, he loved to draw, and although he was only three years old, he often painted what he liked where he could doodle. Although the first toy he gave Tyran was a small war hammer, he didn't seem to be interested in it, and he had seen Tyran use it most often to hammer stones into graffiti paint. It's just that he always gets paint all over the place.

I said you can hire a teacher for him, hobbies are just as important as talent. Fording told me that he had found a teacher for Tyran, supposedly from a painter in Keldaronshire, a lady named Riverrey, who he said was a genius.

Tirio Fordin was actually a very amiable man, while his friend Alexandros was much more short-tempered. Alexandros Mograini, hmm...... His name is long, but it's not hard to spell, and I don't know why I think of lemon-flavored cake every time I think of it.

Mograini and his wife fought together, and Fodinin praised the two as model couples. Madame Mograine's name was Elena, and the freckles on her pink goose egg face were a little cute because of her pretty features. Heh, isn't it a bit bad to say that Mrs. is so?

But I like this woman's temper very much.

I mean love her character. She laughs like an angel, especially when those blue eyes look at you and you feel comfortable. And she's really not tall, and the height difference in front of Mograini always seems a little incongruous. And Master Mograini had an unusually lush beard, and he said that he was too lazy to shave because it grew so fast, and that when it grew it looked less messy and looked very old. So every time we saw him sneaking to see Elena, we would always joke that he was looking for his daughter again. It's a big fun thing when they come out together.

However, Mograini did not often visit him, and Elena attended the priesthood training class organized by the church, and not only was she very busy with her studies and training, but they were also responsible for the sanitation of the entire barracks.

Compared to their husband and wife, Yelena was far more able to learn than her husband, including Fordin. When the two arches were completely confused about the Light, Yelena had already mastered how to summon the power of the Light to heal others. It may also be because women are more appealing to this emotion, and they are more able to put themselves in the shoes of others.

However, on the battlefield, women are often more soothing than their companions, especially the wounded.

Madame Elena Mograini was very willing to help others, and that was a very good person. In order to help her husband pass the test quickly, she also tried her best. This old man's ability to empathize is really not very strong, and I invented the word myself, and the priest needs empathy to understand the Light.

Mograine is much stronger than Fordin, but in him it seems that his talent is more divided between his muscles and his motor reflexes, and he seems to be less mentally strong and less intelligent. Anyway, until the beginning of the war, and even until the end of the war, the holy light could flash on his shiny face, even for a moment.

So every time Elena opened a small stove, she would make fun of him. Once, when Elena used the Holy Light as a guide for the two of them, it was Tirio Fourin who first sensed the reaction of the Holy Light into her body. He responded quickly, but ...... Well. It was almost a success. According to him...... That feeling was fleeting, and he only felt a moment of light and joy, open-mindedness and warmth. It's fleeting.

It's because this feeling is too short, when he was shocked, he was still unfinished, and when he just tasted the sweetness, it suddenly disappeared without a trace, and when he came to his senses, he wanted to feel it again, but the feeling never came back.

He said it felt like a meteor streaked by, delightful, but short-lived. But then even he wasn't sure if it really existed, but when he woke up the next day he said he seemed to feel that caress again in his dreams. And Mograini looked at his face and asked if he had a spring dream at night.

That failure was a big step forward for Tirio Fordin.

Yes, I can't help with this kind of thing, after all, I am almost an insulator to the Light. I'm ashamed......

After feeling the touch of that light, Ferding had a deep longing for that feeling. He was very eager to find that feeling again, but the more he couldn't find it, the more impatient he became, and the more impatient he was, the more he couldn't find it. I also persuaded him that Master Fao had said to be at ease, to concentrate on the spirit, and to unite the spirit and the body. And he was right...... I'm standing and talking without backache.

So I took him to Master Fao, who received him very warmly, after all, everyone had seen and known each other in Lordaeron. And for this kind of person who is eager to learn and can accept the Light, he is naturally very fond of it.

Anyone who wanted to listen to his lectures could sit next to him and listen, and he would take the trouble to explain all kinds of questions to them. So whenever Tirio was coached, he was always surrounded by a crowd of people. Not only the monks and priests, but also some knights who aspired to be recognized by Master Fao.

Our hapless commander was there at the time. Gavinrad is a very studious guy, and the guy has a lot of self-esteem. He actually has a lot of enthusiasm, but he is not very good at expressing it, and he is not very willing to show it. He always watched silently from the back and listened quietly. I've also secretly watched him practice on his own, but he doesn't seem to be making much progress.

Actually, I can understand his feelings, after all, as one of the few things that Stormwind Kingdom recommended to go over and finally be able to stay, he may feel a great responsibility, and of course it is greater.

And the other one is Grayson.

Grayson's guy is more likable than Gavin Rad, even though I've had ...... with him before Some of the past, but what does this man say...... It's okay to behave in the world. He has also been humble in front of Lothar.

Sometimes I feel that it may have something to do with everyone's personality, Grayson is a little more inspired than Gavinrad, and all Gavinrad, who has been with Lothar for many years, probably has this pressure because of this.

But inspiration is not something that can be mastered with much diligence, hard work, hard work, and thinking, and in the words of Master Fao, inspiration is needed. I think this inspiration ...... Well...... Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as talent.

Gavin Rad's impression on me is that he is not interesting, not to say lifeless, but it always gives me a sense of old-fashionedness. And this guy is too serious, and his meticulous spirit sometimes makes idle people like me feel a little uncomfortable.

Maybe it's because he's stooping to a foreign country, he wants to behave better, and I understand this feeling of not wanting to be looked down upon, and ...... Although I am ...... Well, the Alteracs, but I can totally relate to that in this environment.

He may have brought that mindset to his life training, and it always felt like he was ...... anyway Unhappy.

A large portion of the surviving warriors of the Stormwind Kingdom were under his command, and his soldiers were trained much more intensively than any other army. What kind of general leads what soldiers, and the indicators of all aspects of the training of the soldiers under his command are really beautiful.

And his harshness with his soldiers also caught Lothar's attention, and of course Lothar didn't show much approval or anything. Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime. Scold...... You're not under Gavin Rad, lieutenant.

We don't have many people in this war, we can't be greedy for life and fear death, and we can't bravely annihilate the whole army. To win the battle, you have to learn to protect yourself. This is ...... Tut...... It's a bit hard.

But no matter what, everyone is persevering, everyone is trying. I'm talking about the chosen knights, the priests, and our soldiers.

Gilneth ...... They quickly tasted the price of slackness.