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Five years later!

In the hot summer, the venomous sunshine pierced the noble Prince Arthas Menethil. He was riding through the streets of Lordaeron and greeted the cheers of the people. Today is a day that he should be full of in his life.

The day he was looking forward to, but now he was very anxious. The sun was scorching the thick armor on his body, almost cooking him. Although Nathanos had warned him a few days ago that today's weather was not friendly to him,

At that time, he was very confident in his assurance that it didn't matter, but now he really wanted to slap himself. He was riding on his horse, and when he saw the horse, he felt very uncomfortable, which made Alsace

He thought of his original mount - Invincible. Invincible had an accident during one of his rides. The horse, which was as young and strong as him, broke its front left leg in the snow. This was an unusual situation for a war horse.

Fatally injured, in the end, the prince ended Invincible's life with his own hands, and he could never let go of this.

Unconsciously, the solemn scene in front of him brought him back to reality. Outside the cathedral, where the ceremony was held, Alsace found that his consciousness suddenly became blank. He had no idea what he should do.

Do something.

Riding beside Arthas was King Terenas.

He seemed completely unaware of his son's nervousness. "This day has finally come, my son." Terenas turned his head and looked at Arthas with a smile.

Although he had to endure the weight of his armor in the hot weather, Arthas still managed to fake a smile that was real enough for his father. "Indeed, Father." At least he could keep his voice calm.

This is the largest celebration in the history of Lordaeron. In addition to Terenas, many kings, nobles and famous people attended today's ceremony. They are waiting for Arthas and his

Father must meet the people's blessings in the city's white cobblestone streets. Their goal is the Cathedral of the Holy Light, which was built after the Second Orc War. At Terenas' request, the craftsmen

They built it into the most magnificent church on the entire continent.

Why so late? He didn’t become a Paladin until he became an adult, and what about the people around him? Uther, Muradin, his father, and even his friend Nathanos, they all experienced their own experiences

Something he had never experienced before. The one who panicked him the most was King Varian of Stormwind City. His childhood playmate had long since become a king, and he had even become a father not long ago.

I am always slower than others!

"Don't think too much, Arthas." Terenas seemed to see through his thoughts and smiled at him. "Today belongs to you."

Yes, a moment Alsace had longed for had arrived, but he still doubted whether he was worthy of the honor that was about to be bestowed upon him.

In private, Arthas once told Nathanos about his feelings. The answer he got surprised him.

'Who can be prepared for this, or maybe any thing? People know Turalyon is a powerful paladin, but when he first became a paladin, he couldn't use the light because

He also doubted himself. It was not until Lothar sacrificed that he felt what the Holy Light was. Turalyon was called a hero by the world, but heroes also have flaws. No one can do it well at the beginning, you just need to remember

, this is a responsibility, not an honor. The point is, what is your responsibility? Who are you? So, you will stand there, like Uther and Turalyon in the past, every Paladin

When I stood there, I also had the same confusion and doubts as you.'

This gave Alsace a sense of comfort. He straightened his shoulders, lifted up his visor, and waved to the crowd on the street with a smile. Even in this bright sun, people still gathered around the team and paid tribute to them.

They cheered, and rose petals fell on Alsace like raindrops. There was a sound of trumpet playing from somewhere, and they had arrived in front of the cathedral. Alsace dismounted, and a groom drove him

Take away his horse,

Seeing the majestic cathedral in front of him, Alsace felt a kind of sincere peace and tranquility, but he also unconsciously felt a sense of awe in his heart. He slowly stepped onto the carpeted carved stone

I built steps and walked into the building, feeling grateful that I could finally escape the scorching sun and enter the cool shadow.

There was no dazzling crowd in the church, and there were rows of distinguished guests on both sides. Arthas recognized several of the faces, which made him seem a little nervous. King Genn Greymane of Gilneas, Riptide

Thoras Trollbane, ruler of the castle, and Admiral Daelin Proudmoore. The prince could understand why they were here, but there was no one among these people that Arthas wanted to see. Except for Uther and

Outside of Terenas, Arthas didn't dare to guess what these distinguished guests were thinking. Are they questioning their abilities? He very much expected Nathanos to be here, but what disappointed him was that the other party went to the South China Sea.

Zhen. So he could only turn his attention back to the altar in front of him, so that the panic and worry in his heart could be slightly reduced.

Archbishop Alonsus Fao was waiting for him at the altar. The archbishop was very old. His long snow-white beard and bright eyes highlighted his wisdom. Even in such a serious ceremony, Alonsus

His body still radiated warmth and kindness. Alsace walked up to him and knelt down on one knee with respect. The archbishop opened a big book and began to recite.

"In the name of the Holy Light, we gather here to witness this glorious moment. In the merciful Holy Light, a favored person will be reborn. The Holy Light gives him the authority to teach the world. The Holy Light gives him

Strength, allowing him to fight against the shadows. Light giving him wisdom, allowing him to lead his people to obtain the eternal bounty of heaven."

Then, Alonsus asked the other paladins to give Alsace a blessing. This group of people had roughly the same idea as Alsace. They all stood up straight and wore heavy silver armor. The only strange thing was that his father seemed to

He told him that the paladins who blessed him were the four original paladins. Of course Uther was among them, but the others... Arthas didn't know any of them. Tirion

· Fordring, Saidan Dathrohan, Gavinrad Doom, the three of them are not here.

As the leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand, Uther took a step forward, holding an unusually large and heavy war hammer in his hand. The silver hammer head was engraved with runes, and the sturdy hammer handle was wrapped with blue leather. He

He placed the warhammer in front of Arthas, and then returned to the queue of his companions. Followed by a paladin who was about the same age as Uther, he held a set of ceremonial shoulder armor with both hands, and then placed the shoulder armor

On the broad shoulders of Alsace.

The archbishop gave the prince a loving smile. Arthas looked into his eyes, no longer worried. Now, he completely remembered what he should do.

"Rise and take the oath," Alonsus ordered.

He did it!

"Arthas Menethil, are you willing to swear to uphold the honor and code of the Knights of the Silver Hand?"

The archbishop called him by his name without mentioning his status as a prince. Arthas suddenly remembered Nathanos's words, 'You just need to know that this is a responsibility, not an honor. The point is, your

What is the responsibility? Who are you? 'I am just a person here, not a prince.' Alsace reminded himself in his mind.

"I swear."

"Are you willing to swear that you will always uphold the mercy of the Holy Light and pass on its wisdom to your compatriots and your people?"

"I swear."

"Are you willing to swear that you will do your best to eradicate evil? You will fight against it without hesitation at any time and anywhere, and you will use your life to protect innocent people from harm?"

"By my blood and my honor, I swear!"
Chapter completed!