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'Be careful, be careful, be careful with Whirlwind in close combat.'

'The blood line goes down a bit quickly.'

'Almost 40% health, he is going to change.'

'Wait a minute, wait a minute, there are too many winning bidders, we can't add them.'

'Those who have life-saving skills should open it first. Pay attention to the blood volume. If it doesn't work, just eat candy.'

‘He is going to turn into a cat. When treating, pay attention to increase blood, pay attention to increase blood, and be ready to activate at any time. Everyone is close to the boss.’

'Twenty percent, pay attention to the fire pillar, the fire resistance buff is fully activated, the shaman is directly bloodthirsty!'

'Okay, it's over, he's dead, he's dead!'

'It's okay, it's okay. I almost died in the third stage. It's really hard to deal with Zujin's treatment.'

'Let's divide the equipment.'

'Wait a minute, let me touch it.'

'Next time, I'll find another treatment. I don't want to fight Zul'Aman anymore.'

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"Nathanos? Wake up!"

The fierce cheers and sighs in his mind disappeared. When he heard someone calling him, Nathanos slowly opened his eyes. His mother's kind face always made him feel at ease.

"What's the matter, mother?"

"Your mentor is here."

The young man rubbed his still tired eyes. He remembered that Uther said they would meet again in four days. Was there an emergency?

"My mentor? He should be staying in the military camp in Lordaeron now."

"No, it's not Lord Uther, it's a dwarf." Daphne helped her son put on his coat. A dwarf? Nathanos immediately understood who was coming. He speeded up his dressing process, and before he could sort out his hazy face,

He ran downstairs. Goodell was sitting on a chair waiting for him.

"Long time no see, Nathanos." The dwarf smiled broadly.

Nathanos noticed that he was wearing gray-white old-fashioned armor and carrying a freshly polished battle ax on his back, as if he was looking for a fight with someone.

"I'm so sorry, mentor. I haven't had time to wash my face yet."

"It doesn't matter. In fact, I just passed by to take a look at you." Goodell looked at Nathanos carefully, as if he wanted to remember his appearance firmly.

"Actually, I was just about to ask, are you planning to go to the battlefield dressed like this?"

Goodell nodded and explained: "Yes, I plan to go to the battlefield, but not here. I am going back to my hometown, Ironforge. I heard from other dwarves that the damn tribe is surrounding Ironforge.

The water is blocked."

"No, this is too dangerous!" Nathanos quickly stopped him. "I have heard about the terror of those orcs. You are alone. You are obviously going to die."

"Don't underestimate me, kid." Goodell patted his chest and laughed, almost making Nathanos think he was going on a trip. "I'll be fine, and I'm not alone. Others living in Los Angeles

Most of the Bronzebeard dwarves in Danlun intend to go back to defend our homeland, and I cannot be left behind. Bless me, my child, and we will meet again."

Nathanos lowered his head slightly and looked to both sides: "Then at least I have to give you a ride."

"No need, Nathanos. As I said, I am not alone, I have companions accompanying me. Although I really want to take you with me, show you off in front of my good brothers, and let you see with your own eyes what Ironforge is like.

How spectacular it is, but the danger of this trip is beyond imagination, and I won't let your parents worry about you."

Goodell calls this "travel"? Nathanos couldn't help but sigh, it seems that he has decided to go.

"I, if I were a few years older, I would definitely go with you."

"By then, the war is over, kid." Goodell looked very optimistic. In his eyes, the orcs were vulnerable. "You are not old enough to be drafted into the army in Lordaeron. This may be a good thing. You don't have to go to the battlefield.

In the face of sacrifice, stay with your parents. Now is an extraordinary period, and you need the company of your family more than ever."

Goodall only talked for a while and then left, not even eating the fruit prepared by Daphne. Nathanos watched him pass through Caer Daron, and the dwarves planned to sneak by sea to the west of Khaz Modan. This war would change

For many people, these were the last words Goodell said to him.

A few days later, Lothar and Khadgar returned to the main courtyard. They were already full of wine and food and were waiting for the arrival of Archbishop Faol. But Nathanos arrived an hour early. Lothar saw it from a distance.

He and they nodded to each other.

"We meet again, your name is Nathanos."

"I'm honored, General Lothar, that you still remember me." Nathanos bowed to him, which was basic etiquette.

"Were you also invited here by the Archbishop?" Khadgar expressed doubts about Nathanos appearing here. In his impression, Alonsus had never had contact with the young man in front of him.

"No, it was Uther who asked me to come here. I don't know what the specific matter is." Nathanos directly answered the mage's question. It seems that the person presiding here today is Alonsus. And the person who comes here is

Not only the three of them, but also many knights, they were standing solemnly outside the main church.

A few minutes later, Alonsus appeared and walked over calmly.

"Thank you very much for being here, and for you, Nathanos, today is probably the most important day in your mentor's life." The Archbishop said as he approached them.

"My father told me that the most important day in a person's life is when he gets married, but the armor here doesn't seem to have that atmosphere." Nathanos looked at the knights half-jokingly.

The Archbishop smiled kindly and said, "What I'm talking about is only for Uther, and it won't delay you for too long, but I think what I do will bring great help to the entire alliance. But first...

." He announced, smiling at the same time. "I want to tell you, Mr. Lothar. The church has promised to assist the Kingdom of Stormwind. When this war is over, we will try our best to help you rebuild your home."

Lothar laughed, the first real smile on his face since the fall of Stormwind. "Thank you, Archbishop," he said, his voice full of gratitude. "This is indeed a blessing to me.

Great news, also for Prince Varian."

Faol nodded. "The Holy Light will once again fill Elwynn Forest." He promised gently. Nathanos tried his best to find Uther in the crowd. He seemed to be in the main church.

"During our last conversation," Fao said suddenly in frustration in front of them. "About the destruction of North County Abbey, I was very angry and very disappointed. The priests were all embodiments of the mercy of the Holy Light, but they died

Brutal. You said that even your strongest warriors have to be extremely careful when facing orcs. Let alone a priest." He smiled, a truly happy smile. Nathanos was surprised by the expression of his reaction to his words.

Completely opposite look.

"I thought hard about how to change this, until I received revelation from the Holy Light. There is a way to ensure that those warriors can fight with the Holy Light and still maintain absolute faith in the Holy Light."

"So you asked us to witness all this and whether your method is feasible?" Lothar asked.

"Yes." Fao agreed. "I will form a new branch of the church, the Paladins. I also obtained the consent of King Terenas and named this new force the Knights of the Silver Hand, which is you.

These people I saw. I have selected the first batch of candidates for this idea. They are former knights and priests. I chose these people because of their devout beliefs and their own fighting skills. They will not only

Trained only to fight, they will also be trained in prayer and healing. These brave warriors will also have military abilities, specifically harnessing the power of the Light to bless themselves and others."

He turned around and waved, and four men emerged from the main church and walked towards here in high spirits. The shining armor they wore, the capes on their backs were the iconic blue, the shields in their hands, and the helmets

There is a church emblem on the top. All of them carry a sword, all new and without any stain, and they all carry a heavy book on their waist. They have knowledge and training, but Lothar

I wonder if these people have ever participated in a real battle. This is an experience that a warrior must have, but there is no time now, they must immediately go to the front line against the orcs.

"Please allow me to introduce Saidan Dathro Khan, Tirion Fordring, Turalyon, and Uther, whom you have met." Faol smiled as if he was very proud. "

Nathanos looked at Uther. He had never been more energetic than he was today, but the mentor's eyes were clearly longing for something else.

"They will all become members of the Knights of the Silver Hand." Alonsus also introduced Lothar and Khadgar. "This is Sir Anduin Lothar, the general of Stormwind City and the commander of the Alliance.

Officer. And this is his colleague, the mage Khadgar of Dalaran." Faol said with a smile. "You can talk to each other."

Lothar and Khadgar were surrounded by these Paladin candidates. Some of them, such as Turalyon, looked very young. Compared to the others, they were just newborn calves. He looked a little nervous.

. Others, like Uther and Tirion, seemed relaxed.

While Lothar was still thinking about what to say to them, Uther broke the silence. "General Lothar, the Archbishop told us about the upcoming battle and about the danger. We will obey your orders for

Fight for the people. You can command us when needed, and we will defeat our enemies once and for all, drive them out of here, and let the Holy Light protect this land."

Uther has sincerity and perseverance that no one else has, and his serious look is unfamiliar even to Nathanos.

"It seems that you are ready to face the Horde, Uther. Very good, you must be a powerful force for the Alliance on the battlefield." They continued to discuss.

The reason Alonsus asked these four people to contact Lothar was because he hoped that Lothar could choose an adjutant from these four people. And they were all suitable candidates. But the result was unexpected. Lothar chose Tu

Layan, the youngest of the four, was also the one with the least faith. Nathanos understood what the longing in his mentor's eyes just now was.

After the conversation ended, everyone dispersed, and Nathanos found a chance to talk to Uther.

"I believe you will be eager to become the deputy commander and mentor."

Uther was a little discouraged. In fact, he had an idea in his heart that Lothar would definitely choose him. "It doesn't matter, kid. I can still serve the alliance."

"Don't you want to know why Lothar didn't choose you?"

Uther touched his chin and asked, "Why?"

"He was infected by your faith, mentor. This is for sure. Your determination is very firm, and everyone present can feel it. But it is also true that Lothar thinks that you value glory and faith too much, and will refuse to use and

Not a noble way to win. Of course, I share the same view as him."

"This doesn't seem to be a mistake." Uther was not satisfied with this answer. He thought it was correct.

"War kills people, Uther." Nathanos temporarily put aside the etiquette of teachers and students and stood in front of Uther as a friend. "Just a few days ago, my other mentor Gu

Del has returned to Ironforge, and I worry about him all the time. If there is a heartless way to end this turmoil, I will definitely do it."

Uther closed his eyes. He didn't want to comment on Nathanos's views. He personally opposed what the apprentice said, but the starting point of letting more people survive was not wrong in itself.

"We are both right."
Chapter completed!