Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 51 50. Templar Assassin

Under the leadership of a paladin, Bu Laike stepped into the quiet church surrounded by warm holy light.

Although his face was still expressionless, he was indeed a little moved in his heart.

Not only because Marshal Lothar entrusted him to the Assassin Alliance, it was very heart-warming, but also because he, as the Grand Marshal, was able to pay attention to his own little assassin when he was in charge of the decisive battle between humans and orcs.

Perhaps this is a tactic to win people's hearts.

But I have to say that this is also part of Losar's powerful personality.

A leader who will not forget the contribution of his subordinates, and a leader who can take the initiative to care for his subordinates will definitely win the loyalty and dedication of his subordinates.

Lothar can care about every soldier and warrior he knows, and treat it as a habit and instinct, so it is not surprising that he can finally lead the alliance to overthrow the tribe.

In addition, part of the warmth in his heart came from the golden holy light surrounding this small church.

like a lamp,

In the center of the ring-shaped church in front of you, there is a golden light shining, not dazzling, but very warm, reminiscent of the warm hands of a mother.

Hold everyone who accepts it into your arms.

This is the Holy Light.

A force that represents hope, justice, purity, selflessness, and healing all kinds of positive energies, and is also one of the six original forces of Azeroth and even the stars.

It is tied with arcane as the two most profound powers that humans currently control.

It's not just a power, either.

It also represents a kind of belief. As far as Laike knows, the belief in the Holy Light has emerged with the rise of human civilization when the human empire was established 2,800 years ago.

At least the records of the Holy Light Church are like this.

The first human priests also appeared at that time.

Then, with the development of human civilization, divisions and wars have continued to the present.

It has become a symbol of belief in human civilization, and even the high elves have been affected. There are also priests who use holy light on the elves, but the number is not many.

After all, for the proud high elves, arcane magic is their source of power.

However, the records of human beings are not so accurate after all, and human beings do not have eyes that can see through the truth. Bu Laike stared at the holy light in front of him, and looked at the old man who was praying in front of the holy light.

He recalled the memories belonging to the Holy Light in his mind.

He knew that the appearance of Holy Light in Azeroth was far earlier than human records. When this world was born, the power of Holy Light had already taken root.

And among the vast stars, there are others. In many civilizations, there are also fellows of the Holy Light.

This is not a civilized belief.

This is a belief of the stars.

If there had been a paladin or priest in his class when Laike was reborn, he wouldn't have had to run into the shadows to find a way out.

"I sense a lost soul, maybe you need some advice?"

While Bu Laike was silent, the old man who bowed his head in prayer before a ray of holy light also opened his eyes at this moment, and turned around with a rosary in his hand.

He was not luxuriously dressed, not even the robes of priests.

Under the background of the palace dinner tonight, this old man in his fifties was dressed in a simple way, just an ordinary robe.

Except for the looming golden holy emblem behind him and those pure and bright eyes, he is no different from ordinary old people.

He looked at Bo Laike, then waved his hand and said:

"Knight Saidan, I want to borrow your 'Holy Holy Deed' to help this alliance warrior in front of me heal his physical injuries. This ceremony cannot be disturbed.

Therefore, you and all the knights leave the church and wait outside the gate. "

"Your Majesty the Pope!"

The tall paladin who entered the church with Bu Laike took a few steps forward at this moment, and handed to Pope Alonsus Faol the sacred deed exuding the power of pure holy light hanging on his chest.

But at the same time he whispered:

"I don't doubt this warrior's loyalty to the Alliance, but he is an assassin after all, I..."

"Don't worry, Saidan."

Pope Fao smiled at the great knight, he turned the rosary in his hand, and said softly:

"This young man will not hurt me, and the holy light will protect me. Leave and come in after the ceremony is over."

Seeing that the Pope was so persistent, the Grand Knight could not dissuade him.

He turned around in a big stride, paused as he walked past Boo Laike, looked at Boo Laike with a scrutiny and caution, but didn't say anything.

Very silent and very executive, he left the church with all the paladins and sealed the gate.

Bu Laike watched him leave.

His eyes were full of curiosity.

This, is Saidan Dathrohan, one of the first five great knights of the Knights of the Silver Hand?

Sure enough, as the rumors said.

A staunch, brave, and quiet man, it is said that the Saidan Grand Knight never takes off his helmet, whether in battle or in prayer.

Could it be that he is also a big bald head?

He thought so, but his movements were not slow.

The moment the door closed, he immediately stepped forward, walked into the warm holy light in front of him, touched his heart with his hand, bent forward, and saluted the Pope.

whispered:

"It is a pleasure to see you again, Your Majesty Faol."

"Nice to see you again, too, Drake Jr."

Faol held the rosary and holy deeds in his hands, the joy on the old man's face could not be faked, he stretched out his hand to caress Bu Laike, just like looking at a real junior.

With surprise and relief in his eyes, he said softly:

"I sensed your unique vitality just now, and I thought I was out of my mind. The entire human kingdom already knows that you and the brave advance team of the Third Fleet died in battle in the waters of Kaz Modan.

Died in the flames of an evil dragon harnessed by orcs, I too am saddened by the news.

The same goes for your father.

But you are still alive.

Derek Proudmoore, you have appeared before me again, this is a miracle of the Holy Light!

This news will lift your father's spirits, and all the human kingdoms, no doubt.

Thank you Holy Light. "

The legendary pastor made a religious gesture on his chest, representing the sincerity and comfort in the old man's heart.

But Bo Laike shook his head.

He took a step back and said to the legendary priest:

"Forgive me for being rude, but Your Majesty, I am about to show you something evil, and I have to tell you that my escape from death was not the blessing of the Holy Light,

but from a cursed fate.

I carry it on my back till now.

Nor will I be able to shake it off for the foreseeable future. This is exactly what I want to ask you, please don't tell others that I am still alive. "

As he spoke, Laike exited the area shrouded in holy light and returned to the shadows.

From the bag, he took out the soul-inducing lamp.

The moment it appeared, the pale light seemed to be stimulated, and the holy light around Faol's crown also surged in waves visible to the naked eye.

The two opposing energies clashed instinctively, and the soul-inducing lamp in Bu Laike's hand also made Faol hold the rosary in his hand tightly at this moment.

He had never seen anything like it.

But his legendary status allowed him to roughly guess the origin of this thing.

He looked at Bu Laike who was holding a pale soul-inducing lamp in front of him. He looked at the pale and ominous light wrapped around Bu Laike's left arm, and there was a touch of grief and regret in his eyes.

He shook his head and said:

"No wonder you escaped from the calamity of death, but chose to remain anonymous, preferring to let your family bear the pain of loss rather than meet them.

You are not avoiding them, you are protecting them.

poor child.

May the Holy Light protect you.

But this lamp, does it come from hell? "

As a person of faith, His Majesty Fao's tone was a bit more complicated when he said the word "hell".

He is a pure believer.

But he manages the believers of the entire human civilization under his command.

Not everyone is as sincere as he is, and in the process of spreading belief, the priests occasionally say something related to hell in order to promote good deeds.

It's just that no one knows whether hell really exists in Azeroth.

Now, the mystery is solved.

"Yes, Your Majesty, hell exists.

This lamp came from that place, which is the hell of the Vrykul, and also the home of the souls of humans and all living beings after death, and the Valhalla Hall of Valhalla that the Vrykul believe in.

It happens to represent two fates after death. "

Laike explained for the pope:

"Among the sailor legends of Kul Tiras, there are legends about Hell.

When we human beings colonized the cold northern continent of Northrend, we would also hear a few words about that place from the mouths of the Vrykul aliens there.

Among the merchants of Kul Tiras, there are also legends related to it.

I didn't believe it before.

But you can also see that I am now a person in Hell, and I have accepted a terrible deal. As the price of surviving, I will serve the Queen of Hell.

Perhaps for the rest of my life, I can only carry this curse, walking in waves and shadows.

Your Majesty, I cannot let my father know this news, it will cause him more pain than knowing that I died in battle.

He has recovered from the pain of bereavement.

He may have regrets, but I still have my younger sister and younger brother, who will support my father's life for me, and I, I don't want to give my father hope, and then take it away cruelly.

Please help me keep this secret. "

"No, child, Dai Lin has not recovered from the pain of losing you."

Faol sighed.

At this moment, the legendary priest had a compassionate expression on his face. He closed his eyes, twirling his rosary, and recalled:

"On the third day after the news of your death in battle came back to the mainland, Dai Lin appeared in my church alone. He was so drunk that he knelt in front of the Holy Light, crying like a child.

I have never seen such loss in Dai Lin, who is as tough as steel.

Your death in battle not only took away all his happiness, but also like a steel knife, cut a piece in the heart of that person who was as strong as the sea, and cut his soul to pieces.

That's a void.

A terrible loss and nothing can fill it.

Not even the Holy Light.

He confessed a lot to me that night.

He hates those orcs who took your life, and swore an oath in front of the Holy Light that he would spend his life just to slaughter those butchers and return their fear tenfold and a hundredfold.

But he didn't just come with hatred, he came with remorse.

He said everything about you.

Every time he said one thing, he suffered a lot.

He hated that he was busy with military affairs and didn't accompany you on the voyage. He stubbornly believed that if he was there, you would not suffer such bad luck.

child.

I don't know why, when you talk about your father, you lack emotional fluctuations, but what I want to tell you is that your father loves you far beyond your imagination. "

Faol paused, opened his eyes, looked at Bo Laike, and said softly;

"You are asking me to do something that will continue to hurt your father and your family.

You are worried that your father can't accept you now.

But trust me, kid.

He will accept it.

No matter what you become, he is willing to give everything he has to return you to him.

You shouldn't hide it from him.

Your mother, your sister, and your brother are all waiting for you to come home, just like him. "

"But I cannot, Your Majesty."

Bu Laike put away the soul lamp, and Faol's religious description about how Dailin loved Drake deeply moved him, but it also made him feel even more stressed.

He took a deep breath and unbuttoned his mask, revealing his severely burned face.

He said:

"The fire of the red dragon sealed my fate. I can't meet them in such a cursed posture."

"Your Majesty, I beg you not to tell them. It doesn't mean that I will sever contact with them. I will use my method to contact them cautiously.

When the time is right, I will return to them.

But please do not interfere with this process.

to this end

I am willing to dedicate the rest of my life to the cause of the Holy Light.

I may walk in shadows my whole life, and I'm on that road. "

Bo Laike looked at Faol.

He lowered his head, stroked his heart, and said:

"But no one stipulates that in the shadows, one cannot serve the Holy Light.

I need help from the Holy Light to help me resist the invasion of Hell.

I also don't want to put my soul in the hands of a mad god of death.

With your witness, I hope to become a Templar Assassin who serves the righteous way, just like the assassination of the legendary orc outside the city of Steinbrad.

This is not a promise either.

It's more of a request.

Henceforth, I will hide from the shadows, and I will serve the light. "

(end of this chapter)