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"Who dares to disrupt the ritual?" one of the several paladins roared, Nathanos remembered that his name seemed to be Saidan Dassorhan.

"The Holy Ring has not been released yet!" Tyrio Fording, who was standing beside Dassauhan, stood up. Only then did Nathanos notice that the four paladins who were judged by Arthas were actually the four people except Turayan. No matter what Fording said, it must be not a good thing for them. Nathanos interrupted just the right time.

The silent Gavinlad Doom observed the humans rushing to the judgment table, an ordinary civilian with a slim figure. His black hair and unafraid eyes facing the Paladin highlighted his youth and courage. As soon as he appeared, Dassauhan said anxiously to the guards: "Come, drive this guy out!"

"You don't have the right to do this!"

"You disturbed a sacred ceremony..." said the Paladin.

"Enough, Dassauhan!"

Dassauhan just glanced at Uther impatiently. "I apologize for my misogynistic, but we really should hurry up!"

Uther closed his eyes and shook his head, "The person standing in front of you is Nathanos Maris, who caught Alsace."

Everyone's eyes fell on the intruder. The people were talking at this time. Nathanos realized that the only person who could relieve the tension was himself. He looked at Arthas and found that the other party was also looking at him, and his pale face was also surprised. Nathanos decided to take a risk guess: "I don't know what the purpose of what happened here today, but I really want to know, what mistake did Arthas make?"

A louder discussion sounded around, and the guards of the Knights had begun to form a row of shield walls to block the unstable crowd. In addition to the people below the stage, there were people on the stage. Nathanos observed the expressions of each of them. Terenas had stood up from his seat, and followed him with Kelthass and Anthonydas. Nathanos knew these people, but their eyes were so strange, and even Gianna, they looked at him with a strange look.

"Please repeat your words, Nathanos. Are you making excuse for Artsas?"

It's not that Nathanos told himself in his heart that if Arthas did nothing and just turned into a dead soul, then... suddenly, Nathanos understood what he was experiencing. His questions and the answers he wanted would be revealed at this moment.

"What's his crime?"

"Be careful about your words, Nathanos." Gavinlad said, "Don't forget that you caught him!"

The human nodded, and he believed that he had captured Arthas. Everyone said so, but why didn't he execute him on the spot when he captured Arthas, but instead hand him over to the Knights of the Silver Hand? Because he would not die in sin, and even in fact, Arthas did not do anything that was harmful to the world.

"So please answer me, sir, what kind of behavior did Arthas violate the law? Do you need to punish him with the light?"

"Look at what he looks like!" Dassauhan was speaking, pointing at Arthas with his fingers, his eyes full of disgust. In addition, Terenas had already sat down and was kneading his forehead with his hands.

"What's wrong with him? Can we directly convict just because of his gray hair and his mutated skin color?"

"His existence is a sin, Nathanos."

The paladin spoke in a surprising way, and Nathanos stared at Uther in amazement. He couldn't help but ask himself, is this still the Uther he knew? He thought that the leader of the Silver Hand appeared here because of Terenas' orders. Otherwise, with Uther's character, he would never have accepted such a task. But now the fact is completely opposite to what Nathanos imagined.

"What does it mean, Uther?"

"Arsace turned against the Holy Light, and he chose to fall into death. When he picked up the grief of Frost, he had already..."

"How is it?" Nathanos began to question loudly, "Has he killed an innocent person? Just because he became an undead?"

"This is enough." Uther whispered, "Arsace's behavior has shamed the Kingdom. Do you want to tell others that the future successor of the Kingdom of Lordaeron is a dead body?"

"That wouldn't be sentenced to death. Whether it's exile or imprisonment, even the Holy Light cannot make such a judgment!"

"This is what everyone wants!" Gavinlad appeared behind Nathanos at some point, while Dassorhan came to his right, while Tyrio and Uther stood on the left and front of Nathanos respectively. It seemed that if Nathanos took action for a while, they would subdue him as soon as possible.

"Where are everyone's expectations?" Nathanos looked around, and the Paladin was right. Everyone's eyes were the same, except for him and Alsace.

"He just changed his appearance, Uther."

"I know."

"He's still Alsace!"

"I know, too."

silence……

Since we know that Arthas has not lost himself, since everything is destroyed by the undead, why... why... why people refuse to accept the sacrificed dead? If places like Lordaeron, Dalaran, Quelthalas are destroyed by the undead, it is normal for people to not know the difference between the Scourge and the undead who keeps rational. But now, the situation of the encounter with Arthas in front of us makes people feel unfair.

At the very least, Nathanos thought of a topic that had been long ago, and he glanced at Tirio Fordine, the Paladin who had not spoken so far.

"It's just because he became the dead, is this a crime right?"

Uther did not answer, as accusation. Nathanos mustered up the courage to roar in his greatest voice and asked everyone present who could hear his voice.

"In your eyes, this person who fell on his knees and was subjected to the so-called 'judgment' is no longer a human being, right?"

No one answered the situation, and no one wanted to admit this fact. Foreigners such as elves and dwarves were just viewers. They did not want to cause trouble at all. There were also residents of Lordaeron present and nobles including King Terenas, who accused the princes of their own country of being deprived of themselves of themselves in front of outsiders.

Silence is cold, and the answer is even more cruel... Living people will never accept the dead, never.

The biting cold swept across his body, and Nathanos once again felt the coldness of death, no breathing, no heartbeat, only a body that was constantly corrupting over time.

Nathanos's eyes returned to Arthas's face, and he asked the prince in his heart: 'How do you...save yourself?'

What's amazing is that Arthas seemed to hear his heart, and the prince said, "No one can save you!"

...

Illidan had enough, and he felt that he was stupid. Why did he have to guard a corpse? After waiting for so long, Nathanos remained motionless like a stone. The question now is not when he would wake up, but whether he would wake up. Illidan thought that he would not. If Nathanos did not wake up, then it would be meaningless to bring him back.

"You just stay here to feed the wild wolf!"

The night elves got up and left, and kept cursing Nathanos, saying that he had ruined his plan.

Before he could leave a few steps, a hoarse and low voice sounded behind him.

"The wolf doesn't like corpses, it likes fresh meat."

Yilidan turned around suddenly, and the undead had already stood up. The only thing that made Yilidan unfamiliar was that his eyes were more blood-red than when he met last time, as if he had gained something and lost something.

"you……"
Chapter completed!