Anomaly Of Warcraft

The meeting with Saidan Dathrohan was calm. As one of the few fierce guys in the entire league who didn't need to look up to Carlos, Dathrohan didn't believe his disciple would die at all.

So after the warm embrace, it is nostalgia and nostalgia.

During the war, bravery was the ladder of promotion, but Saidan, who had no political talent, did not do well after the war.

Although his feats allowed him to live a prosperous life, he was far away from the center of power and his former comrades-in-arms. Now Saidan Dathrohan is just a leading Instructor.

And because of covering up Tirion Fording, Saidan Dathrohan was squeezed out by the new nobles.

But he doesn't care, because whoever shares life and death with me is my brother.

So when Carlos talked about the cursed sect in the shadows, Saidan Dathrohan joined Carlos's camp without hesitation.

And, in just two days, outside Stratholme, at a small farm belonging to Saidan, more than a dozen Union officers who had obeyed Carlos kneeled before him.

"Grand Marshal!"

"Praise the Holy Light, you are still alive!"

Reward for merit is a must, but not all meritorious officials are needed by Terenas. It is inevitable that a large number of Alliance officers will be left out in the cold, and the same operation will be done for Carlos.

But because of the limitations of the old father-in-law's vision, Carlos found a huge loophole in the Alliance of Lordaeron.

That's these old soldiers.

Ten years ago, they were young and prosperous. Ten years later, although many people got married and had children, they were still in prime of life.

Once, the entire alliance regarded them as heroes, and the world seemed to revolve around them. However, the war will eventually end, and the passion will fade away. After all, life is inseparable from firewood, rice, oil and salt.

However, at this moment, Carlos appeared and told them that in the shadow of the world, a powerful and vicious enemy was about to move.

This huge emotional impact defeated the guards of these veterans.

I, I want to be a hero, I want to be a hero again, this world needs me!

The tears in their eyes did not simply meet Carlos, the former Grand Marshal of the alliance, they were moved by themselves.

Some people are willing to be plain. There is nothing wrong with this. The taste of peace is too sweet for those who have lost it.

But for a warrior, how could he be willing to die in the old bed?

Please let me die on the battlefield, please let the last bullet before victory shoot through my chest.

Only the veterans who have been on the battlefield understand the heavy honor of this sentence.

Seeking benevolence and benevolence, Carlos readily accepted their vows, and personally checked whether they had any signs of contact with shadow power.

The results are gratifying, these veterans are "pure".

It’s not surprising to think about it. In order to conceal people’s eyes and ears, the cursed sect is currently active in the Arathi region and Alterac, which are on the fringe of the alliance. In the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the current focus on corruption of the minions of these ancient gods and demons is large. Nobles, not these marginal figures.

But meeting them is not Carlos' main purpose.

After waiting for another day, a windy man came to the countryside riding an old horse.

"Tirion."

"Carlos."

The two embraced together.

"Regret it?"

"Without glory, what's the meaning of living."

"But Eitrigg is an orc after all, and hatred cannot be resolved."

"Don't use words to tease me, I don't know what Eitrigg will be like in the future, but he was worthy of my rescue at the time."

"What about your wife and children?"

"..."

"I'll ask again, regret it?"

"Regret, but I will still do it."

Tirion Fording had asked himself this question countless times in his days of self-exile.

"Justice needs to be executed, not just verbal, even at such a heavy price."

In the trial court, the judges were all Tirion's former comrades and subordinates, they almost begged Tirion, as long as he asked Eitrigg a few words, his fault would be forgiven.

But in order to uphold his justice, Tirion Fording gave up his status, reputation, family, and everything he had once.

Such a price is more than heavy. The once radiant paladin was thrown into the dust and plunged into the mud.

But Carlos didn't sympathize with Tirion, because a man was destined to be responsible for his words and deeds. This was his choice. Since he has no complaints, he has no regrets.

Recounting the sect of the curse, Tirion leaned weakly in his chair.

"Sorry, Carlos, I have lost the favor of the Holy Light, I...have no power to fight evil."

"Teacher, you guys, please search the neighborhood and make sure that there are no suspicious people and no monitors."

In Tirion Fording's puzzled eyes, the others in the room left the room and followed Carlos' orders.

About half an hour later, everyone returned and reported the situation to Carlos.

everything is normal.

At this moment, it was about two hours away from being too far to fall. In the eyes of everyone, Carlos let Tirion kneel and sit in front of him, guiding him into a state of meditation.

"This is?"

Saidan Dathrohan asked puzzledly.

"The seal Uther presided over is not complicated. I can break it violently, but it will become a hole in Tirion's mind, so I would like to see him come out on his own."

"What's going out?"

Saidan understood a bit, but not particularly.

"Get out of the psychological constraints that you have set yourself, and get out of the trouble of self-exile."

Carlos explained.

Since getting in touch with Vinylon's method, Carlos has also learned the method of compiling memory environment.

To guide Tirion Fording into a meditation state, Carlos showed him "Love and Family".

PLAYER Tirion Fording helped an old man complete trivial requests step by step, uncovering the truth of the matter step by step, and finally watched as he finally settled down and re-accepted his son, Tyran Fording died. In front of myself.

The violent feeling of powerlessness and unwillingness almost tore Tirofuddin's soul.

"Do not!"

With a huge wailing, Fording opened his eyes, and the blazing holy light gushed out, breaking through the seal set by Uther, and the power of the holy light responded to Tirion again.

"no way!"

Tirion's tears ran across his face like white lava.

"I was wrong. Justice must be done, but evasion cannot solve any problems. This kind of future should not belong to Taelan, my child, this should not be your future."

Under everyone's gaze, Tirion Fording slowly stood up.

"Carlos, let us fight for justice again."

"as you wish."

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