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"Your idea may be correct, Arthas." Jaina murmured. "I don't know if there is a connection between these. It is really frustrating that the orcs have become like this, but maybe it is just a small branch.

, like..." The female mage thought of something but did not dare to say it, and Nathanos spoke out what she had not said.

"Just like Alterac."

No one will forget Alterac's betrayal of the Alliance, even if it's been so long.

"Maybe - maybe not. Have you forgotten that Thrall, Nathanos? Have you forgotten how he fought? He is now using those superb skills to deal with us." Arthas recalled.

Thrall's performance in the arena at Durnhall Castle also recalled the asylums destroyed by the orcs.

"Of course I remember." Nathanos replied, adding to Arthas' words. "I care more about his leadership than the damage he caused. It has been so many years since the orcs were defeated.

The fire of resistance that had been extinguished was ignited in just half a year."

These words made Arthas look a little ugly. It was an indescribable expression. Nathanos was right. The prince recalled the violent anger at that time, when Uther sent two messengers to recruit him.

, but the orc leader killed the messenger and sent back two mounts without riders as a cruel and contemptuous reply.

Just like before, he then said what was in his heart, "We should kill them all!"

Unexpectedly, it was Nathanos who stood up to oppose him this time, and Uther last time. What surprised Arthas even more was that they said exactly the same thing.

"Kill them all? Is this what a Paladin should do, Arthas? If you are addicted to killing, what is the difference between you and the orcs?"

The Prince of Lordaeron was stunned. Memories came to him——

——"Let's rush over and kill them all." He roared at that time, and the warhammer awarded to him by the Silver Hand shone brightly. If Uther hadn't held him back, he would have rushed over directly.

"Remember, Arthas," his mentor said calmly, "we are paladins. Revenge is not our purpose. If faith turns to bloodlust, then we will be no different from orcs."

These words extinguished part of his anger. Arthas gritted his teeth and watched the two frightened horses without their riders being led away. Uther's words were always very wise. "Okay, Uther." He said at that time.

Answer, trying to accept it all, but then Arthas completely regretted it. Calmness and patience gave him a "reward" - three poor people were sacrificed in front of his eyes. If he could be faster...

...So he won't do it now. Since orcs and plague are now considered huge threats, why not seize the time to deal with them?

Another breath of white breath came out, and Alsace put the warhammer on his shoulders with a sullen face. "It's time to go!"

This time it was Nathanos who was surprised. He was ready to argue with Arthas and had thought of a reason to defeat him. But his reaction was so unbelievable that he just told everyone to hurry up.

.

"He...has become a bit strange to me."

"You too, Nathanos." Jaina stared at Arthas's back and stood aside and said: "You are no longer the one who obeys Arthas's words. Your questioning of him shows this.

."

"Are you going to do what you say?" He smiled, "No, he has never asked me to do anything. In fact, he wishes he could do everything by himself. No matter what, I will follow him and complete my obligations.

"

Jaina smiled softly. Nathanos frowned, "You don't agree?"

She shook her head, "No, I'm just curious about why you do this. I'm afraid it's not just your responsibility, there must be something else."

Nathanos looked a little flustered. What else or purpose? "What do you mean?" He stared at the female mage who was several years younger than him. It seemed that Antonidas had given her more than just magical knowledge.

Perhaps noticing his look, the other party sighed, "Only you know what drives you to stay with Alsace. I just pray that there will be no battle - just go and see. But I will do what I have to do.

Yes, always." After Jaina finished speaking, she followed Arthas before he turned around to urge them.

Is there something... driving me? The words echoed in Nathanos' mind.

'What a joke, I am driven only by my own will! Arthas needs me. I am a follower designated by King Terenas to be by his side. Of course I have to fulfill my obligations, that's all...' He

He quickly rebuked himself for the idea of ​​comforting himself for a certain behavior. Jaina was right, and Nathanos couldn't help but doubt his behavior.

"What is the purpose of my return to Alsace?"

He thought again and walked forward. Two hounds followed him, looking at their master from time to time, sticking out their tongues and wondering what made the master frown.

"My purpose...my purpose?" Nathanos muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "Except for orders...except for orders...that's right!" He felt the doubts in his heart disappear in an instant.

In the process of thinking hard, an answer flew before his eyes like a bow and arrow, but he caught it. The answer locked him tightly like an iron chain, and Nathanos felt an unprecedented fear. How could he...

...His thoughts suddenly drifted back to two months ago. On that day, the sky above Stratholme was particularly gloomy, and Nathanos witnessed with his own eyes how a paladin was deprived of his glory.

Stratholme, located to the west of Lordaeron, is the most important city in the entire kingdom besides the capital. Its good location attracts many merchants to come here to do business, so it is not surprising that Stratholme is crowded every day. But everyone

It seems strange to gather together and face one direction, stare at one person, and wait for one thing!

Nathanos was surprised that he was one of them. He tried several times to look back and even turned away. What happened next made him angry and regretful. A ceremony, a terrible ceremony.

The fate of the person being judged has been decided. Nathanos was very angry and regretful. The latter was for the person being judged, and the former was for the people around him. They were cursing and blaming. In fact, it was not just them,

Around the paladin who was disarmed and kneeling on one knee in the center of the stage, Nathanos saw some familiar faces: Alexandros Mograine stood behind the man on the right with a long sword in his hand.

He sighed and shook his head several times. Standing in the corresponding position was Saidan Dathrohan, who did not have any emotional fluctuations. In order to stop the excited crowd, the Silver Hand specially placed some paladin guards, very

Unfortunately, Nathanos's good friend Lyraine is also here. He also looks very tortured, and his face behind the helmet is very gloomy. Who else...ah, by the way! Nathanos's eyes are on

There was a person in the corner of the square. That guy looked like a Paladin, but the brilliance on his body could not hide his sinister nature. Nathanos looked at the sneer and sarcastic face and couldn't help but clenched his fists.

.

Barthras, the mayor of Stratholme, was the one who caused all this. He reported an orc who rescued Tirion. When Fording saw Eitrigg being escorted back to the city, he was beaten inhumanely.

, he angrily launched an attack on his subordinates.

The insidious Barthiras brought Fording to court for treason, and the former hero was escorted to Stratholme for trial. Fording's friends, including his wife, begged him to put the responsibility on the orcs, but in the court

On the mission, this noble paladin wanted to use his words and deeds to set an example for his son, in the name of his father. He puffed up his chest and told the story of the entire incident. The deeply moved jury could not convict Fording of treason, but

Fordring's arguments failed to change the court's decision, and the fact of attacking his subordinates could not be avoided. Fordring was fired from the Silver Hand and exiled. Nathanos was a witness who witnessed the trial.

"Why is this? He has protected his beliefs and remembered his dignity. Why do you still want to announce that he has been lifted from the Holy Light?"

"This is a fair trial, Nathanos."

"No, you just don't want to disappoint more people, just because this result will satisfy more people and calm the anger in the people's hearts."

"We have given him a chance, but he..."

"What chance? Let him frame the orc named Eitrigg and put all the blame on him? Let Tirion choose the latter between glory and profit?"

Nathanos shook his head and broke off the unpleasant quarrel with Uther. And Uther arrived just in time. His steps were still so powerful, and every part of his body was in military style, and behind him Gavin pulled

The same goes for Germany. The original five paladins, except for Turalyon, are reunited again, but today, another person will disappear completely.

Nathanos did not appreciate the subsequent rituals, which would only make him angrier, and he might even attack Uther who was chanting the prayer. He closed his eyes, lowered his head, and waited for it all to end.

The process was quick but long. Tirion did not make any sound of pain, which made Nathanos feel better.

Finally... when the hero of the Alliance stood up, he smiled at the crowd who accused him.

What was he laughing at? Nathanos was surprised. He followed Tirion's gaze and turned his head. At the back of the crowd, a woman was holding her child. The boy was sobbing in his mother's arms.

His... family?

Paladins are not all like Uther who dedicate themselves wholeheartedly to the Holy Light. They can also have their own love and have their own children. Nathanos really wants to know how the boy feels in his heart at this time.
Chapter completed!