Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 653 206. Hi little prince, welcome to the world of rage

  The night in Stratholme was slightly cool.

   In the place where Arthas lives, Varian Wrynn, who has become a full member of the Knights of the Silver Hand, is comforting his frustrated little brother Arthas.

   There was a reproach in his tone:

"I asked Your Majesty about the specific situation, and His Majesty told me that it was not the Holy Light that abandoned you, but that you voluntarily gave up the call of the Holy Light. I know that you feel very disappointed to learn the truth, but this choice is too reckless .

  You are punishing yourself with the mistakes of others, and at the same time wasting your own outstanding talent. "

   "Then what else can I do?"

   Alsace was sitting in the chair, the eleven-year-old child looked extremely depressed.

   He seemed to have grown a lot in one day, raised his head and looked at Varian, facing this man like his brother, he did not hide the pain in his heart.

   said hoarsely:

   "That is the holy light that represents justice, that was the power that I was determined to pursue when I was a child, but now I have darkness entrenched in my heart.

   I am no longer qualified to touch it.

   Grandpa Fao asked me if I could stick to the justice in my heart?

  I can't answer him, I can't even answer such a simple question, how can I claim to be a seeker of justice under the light of the Holy Light? "

   This slightly old-fashioned and stubborn answer gave Varian a headache.

   he whispered:

   "My intelligence chief told me that a friend of his had predicted your fate, and that person said that your extreme and stubborn character would get you into irreparable trouble sooner or later.

   His prophecy was really accurate.

   It seems that I can't convince you, maybe I should send you back to Lordaeron and let you and your father have a dialogue between father and son. "

   "No! I'm not going back."

   Arthas exclaimed:

   "I can't face him now, I hate what he did to Marshal Lothar, but he's my father after all, I'm conflicted, Varian, just leave me here alone.

   It may take me a long time to unravel myself.

  I. I may have to go out for a walk, I am the only one, don’t they all say that when traveling alone, I can always figure out a lot of things? "

   This answer made Varian frown. He looked left and right and whispered:

   "You're going to find little Jaina, right? You want to ask her for wisdom?"

"Maybe."

   Arthas turned his face away and said in a weird tone:

   "Not necessarily to find her, but I don't have many friends, you know that."

   "I advise you not to do this."

The leader of MI7, Mathias Shore, who appeared silently behind Varian, handed a briefing on the specific situation of the Gilneas naval battle to his king, and said to Arthas in a strange tone. :

   "I heard that Miss Jaina is undergoing special magic training, and may not have time to see you. In addition, a very dangerous person is not happy to see you and Miss Jaina have too much contact.

   Please believe me, now you will not want to mess with him.

   And for your current problem, the humble me actually has a small suggestion. "

   Having said this, Shaw suddenly shut up again.

   made Arthas puzzled for a while, and he asked back:

   "Didn't you say you have advice for me? Your Excellency Shaw."

   "Yes, I have a suggestion, but I don't have to choose to tell you."

  Shor grinned with a fleeting smile, his expression became serious, and he said to Arthas and Varian:

"I am an assassin who walks in the dark, and naturally I am not qualified to evaluate the sacred affairs of holy light and faith, but if His Royal Highness Arthas just wants to go out for a walk alone and relax, I have a great proposal for you.

   Maybe you can go and talk to the Great Knight of Fordring.

  Although they keep their secrets very well, based on my observations and speculations on the movement of various materials and personnel within the Church of the Holy Light, I suspect that they are likely to have a big move in the near future.

   Maybe you should also join as a reserve knight of the Knights of the Silver Hand.

   Perhaps you can truly understand the relationship between power and the master of power in this service to the Light.

  I say something that may be a bit over the top.

  I agree with my Majesty's assessment of you, Your Highness Arthas.

   Your choice today is too childish in my opinion. After all, power itself has no good or evil, and power itself does not define what 'justice' is.

   The only person who can define this concept is you.

   And such reckless abandonment of your own talent will have no effect other than making yourself uncomfortable, and I don't think His Majesty Terenas will change his behavior because of your choice.

   He was a king first and a father second.

   is the exact opposite of Marshal Lothar. "

   "Indeed, Shore's words were harsh, but he was not wrong."

  Varian also sighed, glanced at the military briefing in his hand, and said to Arthas in front of him:

   "But who made you a child?

  What kind of stupid things a child does can be forgiven. His Majesty said that as long as you re-firm your resolve and sincerely call the Holy Light ceremony, maybe within a year or two, you can restore to the level of resonating with the Holy Light before.

  You are truly talented on the Path of Light.

   Think about it, Arthas.

  I won't come to accompany you tomorrow, I should leave for my country tomorrow afternoon. If your stay in the northern border is really uncomfortable, the Kingdom of Stormwind welcomes you at any time.

   Just like when I was in misfortune, His Majesty Terenas generously helped me make Lordaeron my second home. The Kingdom of Stormwind can also be your second home. "

   "Well, I'll definitely go."

   Alsace said solemnly and earnestly:

   "I'm going there to become Marshal Lothar's bodyguard. I want to be like you, becoming a 'son of Lothar', so that I can pay for the heavy sins owed to him by the Menethil family.

   Also, take this thing with you. "

   The little prince pointed to the square-headed and square-brained warhammer that was placed in his hand. It was simple and elegant, and the long-handled warhammer was engraved with the insignia of the Menethil family. He sighed and said to Varian:

   "Before my baptism ceremony, my father specially invited the craftsmen of Ironforge to strengthen it once with precious light cast steel. Now it has a strong affinity with the Holy Light, and it is a weapon belonging to the Paladins.

   But I don't want to use it anymore.

   I don't even want to touch it anymore.

  Take him away, Varian, it suits you better, as my gift to you as a glorious paladin.

  You've used it to fight Ms. Finna before, and it might like you a lot. "

   "I can't just take it, it's your family heirloom."

  Varian does love a hammer that's very easy to use, but he's a man with a bottom line, and he won't take anything from his friends.

   immediately refused.

   However, Shaw, who was behind him, coughed and whispered a few words in Varian's ear. The young king hesitated, and took out a peculiarly shaped two-handed epee from his luggage.

   Its sword guard is shaped into a red double-winged heart, while the double-edged blade is full of sharp teeth, and above the blade creates a peculiar shape of a beast roaring.

   That thing is like a barb. Not only does it strengthen the armor, but the terrifying blade will definitely make the enemy's heart hurt.

   "This sword is the inheritance of the Wrynn family. My grandfather and my father used it."

   Varian held the sword in both hands, handed it to Arthas, and said:

   "It's called."

   "The Lionheart Sword! Warriors also call it the 'Lionheart Killer', I know its name."

   Arthas stretched out his hand and stroked the icy blade in front of him with an exaggerated blood slot. He said:

   "This is a weapon that truly belongs to a warrior. It is said to be a sharp weapon forged by Modimus Anvilmar, the king of the mountains, for the first king of Stormwind City.

   The dwarves fortified it with elemental powers.

  It is said that the warrior who holds this sword is like the king of lions, never feels fear, and every time he drinks blood, it feeds back the violent power of the warrior.

   It has witnessed the establishment, rise and fall and rebirth of the Kingdom of Stormwind. "

   "No, the power of the Lionheart Blade is not as exaggerated as rumored, but it is indeed a good sword, and that's why I decided to give it to you, Arthas."

  Varian said softly in a tone full of hope and blessing:

   "I hope this sword can witness you, just as it witnesses my country and family heritage, there are always ups and downs in life, but as long as you are not overwhelmed by disasters, you will always reach the top one day.

   Besides, I have to take your family heritage from you without paying.

   is considered an exchange.

   Let the two weapons witness our friendship, growth and future. "

"it is good!"

   Arthas felt Varian's concern and expectation.

   He took the violent warrior's blade without hesitation, and handed Varian his hammer of Menethil's power.

   He watched Varian leave his residence accompanied by Shaw, disappeared into the city under the summer moonlight, and reached out to touch the Lionheart Blade beside him.

   In addition to the pain in his heart, there is also a touch of unspeakable anger.

   is not aimed at a certain person, but is angry at the incident itself, but he doesn't know who to swing his sword at, as if there is a huge invisible monster that exudes malice and staleness in front of him.

   That is an enemy that cannot be dealt with by weapons.

   That is not a battlefield where the power is intertwined, but it is also extremely dangerous.

   Arthas felt a fire of anger burning in his heart, and he had to release this anger before the fire consumed his sanity.

   A few minutes later, Arthas in light armor strode out of the residence with the Lionheart Blade on his back. His loyal guards tried to keep up, but the prince refused:

   "Don't follow, Marvin, and Falek, I'm just going to find the Great Knight. Don't bother me, let me be quiet."

   said he went to find the great knight, but Arthas walked in the direction of the Holy Light Church's practice ground. The two royal guards looked at each other, brought their weapons, and followed quietly.

   His Royal Highness is just too uncomfortable, he is a young man, and the mood of the children is always so changed.

   Besides, they couldn't just let him walk alone at night because of the prince's orders. If something happened, they would have to punish themselves.

   But after the two guards secretly followed Arthas to the training ground, they were stunned to find that their prince, holding a lion heart blade, slashed the training dummy there.

   He slashed and roared.

   seems to express the depression and anger in his heart in this way.

   But that's fine. The problem is that when His Royal Highness the Prince slashed the training dummy with a sword, a power that was completely different from the Holy Light was surging from his body.

   That is fire.

   The flame projected in the material world with spiritual power, red as blood red, blazingly blooming, with a mixture of icy killing intent and violent rage, like a flame that wants to burn up the dark things.

   "Is that anger?"

   As the two guards of high-ranking warriors, you look at me, I look at you, they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

  My little prince is really a genius.

   As soon as he voluntarily gave up the Holy Light in the morning, he was favored by the power of anger in the evening. The anger that low-level warriors had spent years groping for, he mastered it in just a few minutes.

   He must have a very fiery anger in his heart now, and the two royal guards who this anger is directed towards are not afraid to think, nor do they want to think about it.

   "Don't go to bed at night! Why are you yelling so loudly here? Do you have any morals?"

   Soon the noise in the training ground attracted several paladins who were patrolling nearby at night. When they saw that it was Prince Arthas "honing his martial arts", they pretended not to see it and turned around again.

  The incident at the Chapel of Alonthos this morning has spread throughout the Knights of the Silver Hand, and everyone knows that the gifted Prince Arthas has turned his back on the path of the Light.

  Look at how fierce he is swinging his sword now, it's better not to disturb him. What if His Royal Highness the Prince could not control his anger and wanted to try his sword with himself?

   "Hey! You guys!"

   But they were about to leave, but they were stopped by the sweaty Arthas. The Lionheart Killer in his hand was a warrior's weapon, and its weight was heavier than the previous warhammer.

   Arthas moved his slightly sore arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead happily. He called to the paladins who turned and left:

   "Where is the Great Knight Fording?"

   "I have something to look for, it's very important."

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  Two days later, in the Tirisfal Castle where the spatial connection was reset, Jaina with a tired face dragged her tired body and walked out of the basement.

   Although she was very tired, her face was full of joy of the successful experiment.

   She completed the very important water element summoning ceremony in the ice magic system, which represented Jaina's attainment in ice magic and was close to a high-level spellcaster.

   Considering that she is only eleven years old, it can only be said that the talent of the Daughter of the Sea is really unreasonable.

   And her water element is a "Vampiric Waterman" strengthened by the alienation **** spell, which is much more powerful than ordinary water elements.

   "Oh, I can finally rest for a few days."

  The little mage returned to his dormitory, stretched a lot, and planned to take a bath first, and then fell asleep beautifully, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw a letter placed on his desk.

   And her good friend, the high elf mage Ellie was sleeping on the table.

   should be a letter from Ellie.

   Jaina stepped forward, picked up the letter and glanced at it, and found that it was sent by Arthas.

   "I don't know if his Holy Light baptism is still going well?"

  The little mage said so, opened the letter and glanced at it, his face was red, and he hid the letter behind his back like a thief, as if he was afraid of being seen by others.

   "This Alsace, it's too sudden, what weird things are written in the letter!"

   She muttered in a low voice, avoiding Ellie, who was sleeping soundly, and after reading the letter, the blush on her face finally turned into a worry:

   "He said he was going to a faraway place for a 'spiritual practice'? He also said he was going to find the change brought about by the power of anger? What happened to him?

   I'm so worried.

   What's going on with you boys!

   all like to guess riddles!

  Brother is like this!

   His servant Mr. Black is like this!

   Now that Arthas has become like this, can't you learn to be like our mages, and speak clearly? "

   (end of this chapter)