Azeroth Trail of Light

The holy sword tavern was silent. The mercenaries who came to the northern border at the same time as Big Mouth Berryman had a trace of sadness in their eyes, but soon, they were amused by what happened to the "big man" Berryman.

Speaking bad things in front of others, and if there is no accident, the humiliation of Berriman will never be recovered in this lifetime. The gap between the two people is already as large as the gap between the sky and the earth. .

Berryman didn't humiliate himself and threw down a few cruel words, but staggered out of the Holy Sword Tavern like a dead dog amidst the laughter of the crowd, leaving a puddle of blood on the ground , It fully proves Dalyan's current hand strength.

"Master Dalyan, Master Renault has been very popular recently, are you..."

The owner of the tavern, a veteran from the territory of the Holy Light Monastery whispered obediently behind Dalyan, out of kindness, it can be seen that this guy is not a fool.

This sentence won him a gold coin. Dalyan put a cold face and stuffed the "forest gold coin" with the head of Queen Azshara of the ancient elf empire into the boss's hand. At that time, the elves presented them with a sum of "military expenses", among which were several large boxes of such gold coins.

The Kaldoreis use the barter method of trading. This kind of gold coin is worthless in their eyes. Of course, Tyrande knows that humans like these things. In order to send the great god Dick away as soon as possible, she also It's a good match.

This thing itself is considered to be an antique of 10,000 years. If the tavern owner is smart enough to bring it to the Explorers' Association in Ironforge, it is enough to get a reward that is enough for him to spend ten years at ease.

"Get out of here, Uncle Zhuermo, take a boat from Nanhai Town to Theramore, you know better than me what kind of character my brother is, don't worry, he can't move me now!"

"well…"

The tavern owner limped on one leg, sighed, and walked into the back kitchen without saying anything.

Dalyan's eyes swept across the entire tavern. No one dared to look at him. These mercenaries were the most eye-catching. They knew who could be messed with and who couldn't. The knight in front of them belonged to the one they could never afford to mess with. species of people.

Several Stratholme battle groups... Oh, no, the paladins of the Silver Dawn walked out of the Holy Sword Tavern. Before they walked 500 meters, a group of servants in black clothes and black armor poured out from the alley and surrounded them.

"My dear brother..."

Once at the Northern Xinjiang Conference, Renault Mograine, who was severely cheated by Dick, was wearing a silver armor and carrying a warhammer. He walked in from the road separated by the crowd, wearing a long skirt Pastor Whitemane followed behind him, but there was not much smile on Miss Pastor's face.

Renault's handsome face was full of hypocritical smiles. He looked at the indifferent Dalyan, who hadn't seen him for a year, and the aura of his worthless younger brother was really astonishing.

Especially when Dalyan opened his eyes pierced with knife marks and looked at him, Renault felt as if he was being stared at by a wolf, which made him stop when he was about to take a step, but soon, Renault Feeling humiliated by his terrified state of mind, the smile on his face turned cold. He looked at Dalyan and said the second half of his sentence indifferently.

"You shouldn't have come back! You, who insisted on following that bastard Dick to Kalimdor, have been deprived of all inheritance rights by your father. Why, are you coming back to beg for mercy now?"

Renault humiliated Dalyan who was kicked out of the house by Alessandro to his heart's content. He proudly stretched out his hand and flicked the dust that did not exist on his cuff,

"Of course, we are brothers after all. As long as you promise to break away from that bastard's team and pledge your allegiance to me, I think I can be merciful..."

"boom!"

Renault's body flew up, and he felt as if he had been hit head-on by a mammoth. Dalyan appeared in front of his eyes as if he had teleported, and the punch he punched broke his gorgeous armor on the spot. He flew three times in the air, and finally collapsed on the ground in embarrassment.

The heavy warhammer was held by Dalyan in his hand. The young man tilted his head and looked at his elder brother who was lying on the ground moaning. He threw the warhammer to Renault's side.

Along with it came Dalyan's voice as cold as ice,

"Keep your mercy, Renault, and your title, I don't need those now!"

"Do it! Do it! Kill them!"

Renault's deep and sinister voice made the servants in black armor and black clothes hesitate for a moment, but then they drew their weapons. Seeing this scene, the knights behind Dalyan pulled out horns made of dragon bones from their waists and placed them on the Mouth, blow it.

"woo woo woo woo!"

The moment the horn sounded, the leader of the Black Armor Army who had also been on the battlefield looked at Dalyan who drew his weapon with eyes like a madman.

hell! It's the Charger! Are they crazy?

Two seconds later, their shadows twisted strangely.

"Who is it! Who is blowing the charge in this holy place! Are they mad?"

In the Light's Hope Chapel in the center of the town, the Ashbringer who had interrupted an important meeting slapped his palm on the table angrily. With the rise of the Ashbringer, the flame of justice spread far away in Kalimdor, Alessandro The power and influence is getting stronger day by day.

Everyone knows that after the "death" of Uther, the only great knight who could suppress Alessandro, the belief disputes within the Knights of the Silver Hand have actually sprouted. They have their own opponents, the Stratholme Chapter, who intends to popularize the noble paladin profession to the common people, and the Flame of Justice, Dick Tang, who is weak but extremely influential.

But at the Eastern Continent Conference after the destruction of Dalaran, Dick Tang, who had gradually gained the upper hand, suddenly announced that he would go to Kalimdor to participate in the "Battle of Demons" with the thriving Stratholme warband. Everyone thought he was mad, but Dick was not only mad, he was mad with his warband.

After the Stratholme Chapter symbolically left some recruits in Stratholme and left the northern border, the old Mograine had no opponents at all.

Grand Knight Gavinrad went to the southern part of the mainland to recruit new soldiers, Grand Knight Dathrohan guarded the Crusader Fortress, and Tirion Fordring, the controversial Grand Knight, focused on regaining the lost ground. No one was going to check and balance Alexander. In the past six months, the conflict between the "hawks" who vowed to use all means to purify all the undead and the "doves" who intend to take it step by step has become more and more intense.

Even leading the commoner paladins has a hard time, because everyone knows that the great knight Alexandro wants to send all the commoner paladins who are not of noble origin to the battlefield. Of course, this statement is a bit exaggerated, old Mo Granny just sticks to his own set of rules of conduct. In fact, in the current battle, unless the old Mograine is crazy, he will refuse more and more civilian paladins to join this "just" battle .

But don't expect the current leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand to be kind to the commoner paladins. After all, old Mograine was born in aristocrats three generations up. The concept has already been integrated into his bones.

Today, the great knight Alessandro, the great ashes bringer, demanded to "control the legitimacy of the paladins". Form another order of knights for "ease of administration".

But at the moment of voting, the sound of the horn was so annoying.

"Fairbanks, go and see what's going on outside?"

Old Mograine gave instructions to his loyal lieutenant, and Fairbanks in armor quietly walked out of the gate. Alessandro pondered for nearly half a minute, looking at the crowd in front of him. Senior Commander raised his hand,

"Then, everyone, let's vote. Members who agree with the establishment of the new knight order please raise your hands!"

"Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua!"

There was a sound of raising hands, General Abbendis, the silent Grand Knight of Dathrohan, Tylan Fording, Grand Prosecutor Isenlien, and Archmage Faol, these veterans or high-ranking people They raised their hands one after another, and even two-thirds of the commanders also raised their left hands.

No one thinks that old Mograine should be offended by such a trivial matter. After all, the commoner paladins were only assigned to another knight order, which did not have much impact on the battle situation. In fact, even the commoner paladins in the knight order , the reaction to this incident was not very violent.

After all, in this era, not everyone has a rebellious heart like Dick.

Old Mograine nodded in satisfaction,

"Very well, then this is the end of the topic of the Second Knight Order. Now let's talk about the next thing. Regarding the proposal to form a special group "Scarlet Crusade", I will personally provide the Holy Light Monastery as the leader of the Scarlet Crusade. Boot camp!"

Old General Abbendis nodded and said, "Tyr's Hand is the perfect base for the Scarlet Crusade!"

Even the young Tai Lan said, "Father told me that if the Knights need it, Hearth Valley can also be used as a resting place for the Scarlet Crusade. After all, there are not many paladins who specialize in punishment spells. In the current situation, we really need a team that dares to fight like the Stratholme warband!"

Old Mograine did not ask for a show of hands to vote this time. In fact, this matter did not require a vote at all, but just as the old knight was about to adjourn the meeting, a warm voice came into the Holy Light's Hope Chapel.

"I'm sorry, I object to the formation of the Scarlet Crusade!"

The next moment, the door was pushed open, old Mograine's face turned gloomy, and the expressions of other participants also changed drastically!

Because Alessandro's eldest son, the latest "Knight Nova" Renault Mograine, was held on his shoulders by a tall figure, and a total of three hundred people were wearing black bearskin cloaks, carrying weapons and wearing armor. The powerful knight stood outside the hall, and the murderous look of opening the door made everyone present look sideways at him.

But what was unexpected was that the leader was a slender high elf, except for the high-level knight Eligor who took off his helmet. Judging from her attire, she should also be a paladin, but almost no one has seen her here. She, on the contrary, everyone knew the tall figure of Renault who was carrying the life and death.

Darien Mograine!

The second son who was kicked out of the house by old Mograine half a year ago.

But this identity alone was not enough to surprise the paladins present. The main reason was that when Dalyan raised his head, the terrifying scar on his face and the scar across his left eye made people unable to bear it. Lenovo, what kind of battle is it? What kind of powerful fighter is able to endure such pain.

"Father... I'm back!"

"boom!"

Accompanied by the unenthusiastic greeting, Dalyan waved his hand, and Renault, who was like a dead dog, was thrown into the hall. The shocking bloodstains extended a lot along the ground, and "Knight Nova" rolled forward like a log. , knocked over several chairs.

But in this solemn and suffocating scene, no one dared to reach out to help this noble young man.

In the silence, the old knight touched the table and stood up. He ignored Dalyan, but set his eyes on Liadrin. No one else knew, how could he not know that this female knight was Dick That guy's entourage!

Dick! Even if he went to Kalimdor, he would only cause trouble for everyone!

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About listing——

There should be no more mistakes this time, and there should be another recommendation next week. After the next big recommendation is over, it will be on the shelves. . . At that time, I will have to rely on the support of my brothers~~~