Azeroth Trail of Light

Dick opened his eyes, and what he could see was the dome of Theramore's residence. According to Princess Kalia's belief, there was a picture of Bishop Faol being inspired by the Holy Light in the teachings of the Holy Light, solemn and deep, The five great knights of the first generation stood aside wearing silver armor, just like the warriors in the legend of the Holy Light.

The paladin felt fatigued for a while, as if the "activities" were too intense last night.

He tilted his head, Miss Jaina's long golden hair was sprinkled on his shoulders, and the ends of the hair made him feel a little itchy, Dick's eyes were a little strange, he didn't remember it was Jaina last night.

"boom."

The door was pushed open, and Liadrin, who was wearing a long gown, walked into the room with a hot breakfast. After marriage, Liadrin looked more mature and intellectual. When the two got along, they were like a The gentle big sister is taking care of Dick.

She put down the dinner plate, glanced at Dick who was sitting up on the black velvet bed, the quilt was lifted, the young lady's smooth back and graceful figure were reflected in the morning sun, and Jaina, who was sleeping, hummed dissatisfied He groaned twice, turned around and hugged the pillow and fell asleep again.

With his upper body bare and his nightgown on, Dick walked down from the bed, leaned down and kissed the eldest lady on the cheek, then walked to Liadrin who hugged her shoulders, stretched out his hand to protect the high elf, feeling The elf paladin's figure was bumpy due to long-term training, and Dick was a little ready to move. He kissed Liadrin's earlobe from behind. This action made the expression of the originally indifferent paladin collapse on the spot.

"Shall we go fishing at the beach today?"

Dick asked softly, and Liadrin turned around and hugged him, leaning her short orange hair on his shoulder,

"Aren't you going to urge Anduin to train today? The child's knight assessment is coming soon, and His Majesty Varian sent a special envoy to inquire about it a few days ago."

"Have it?"

Dick scratched his head. He has been busy recently, and sometimes he might indeed forget some things.

"never mind."

The paladin shrugged, and suddenly picked up Liadrin and spun twice in the air. This action made the high elf paladin scream. The elf paladin sat on a chair and started his breakfast for the day.

It didn't take long to eat. Although it's an era of peace now, Dick still maintains his habits during the war. He finished his breakfast quickly, and then woke up with Liadrin and the eldest lady who was wrapped in a sheet in a daze. After kissing and saying goodbye, he prepared to leave the room with his big crusader on his shoulders.

"This is an illusion, wake up!"

Liadrin suddenly took Dick's hand, struggled to whisper something, Dick froze for a moment,

"What? What's wrong with you? Honey, are you sick?"

Seeing Liadrin's towering forehead, Dick hurriedly put down the cloak in his hand, and approached the high elf, who gradually relaxed his brows, and gently held Dick's hand,

"It's nothing, dear, I just catch a cold, go get busy."

Dick smiled indifferently, pushed open the door and walked out. The moment the door closed, Jaina, Liadrin and everything in the room turned into black smoke and disappeared. It seemed that Liadrin's spiritual body was locked in this slowly darkening place by shackles made of black smoke.

"Sleep, sleep, just go to sleep, look, the warm and comfortable darkness, with open arms to embrace you"

"Go away, my spirit, my soul belongs only to him, go away!"

"Hehe. It won't be soon."

The smoke dissipated, leaving only a void, a hollow void, like a heart that has been dug out.

"Good morning, Dick Knight!"

"Good morning, great knight."

Dick was walking in the court of Theramore. He walked briskly. Although he always felt that there was something wrong with Liadrin just now, the paladin didn't take it to heart. He walked on the avenue of the palace and encountered All the people saluted him humbly. As the greatest contributor to the rise of the country in Theramore's previous wars, Dick's status in Theramore far exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.

There are even some new immigrants who don't know Princess Kalia, but they know the name of Knight Dick, especially in the Quicksand War that ended five years ago, the great knight turned the tide and defeated the ancient evil god, and truly saved the failed coalition forces , that battle completely pushed Dick's reputation to its peak.

The hero of the human world, the savior of Azeroth, the god-sent man of Theramore, the agent of the holy light, and a series of exaggerated and brilliant titles were crowned on Dick's head. No one thought it was a big deal. No, Dick himself thought there was nothing wrong with that.

Today, a banquet will be held in the royal palace of Theramore to entertain distinguished guests from Quel'Thalas who came from afar. As a symbol of Theramore, Dick must attend.

After the servants respectfully opened the door for him, Dick strode onto the luxurious red carpet. The banquet had not yet started, so the servants of the palace were nervously packing up the final venue, and some high elves were presenting themselves in a splendid manner. Walking back and forth in the banquet hall.

The paladins are already familiar with this scene. The battle in the northern border is about to enter its final stage. Both the Silver Hand and the Scarlet Crusade have pledged their allegiance to Princess Kalia. Perhaps soon, the royal court of Theramore will Move back to the northern border of the Eastern Continent and rebuild the destroyed Lordaeron.

For anyone, this is a good thing worth mentioning. After the reconstruction of Lordaeron, Theramore, which is isolated overseas, will definitely become an enclave, but this has been developed very maturely. There will still be a lord in the territory in the end, and now there are rumors flying all over the country, saying that the eldest princess intends to designate Knight Dick as the lord of Theramore, which is a big lord who can rival those small countries in the seven human kingdoms.

The unimaginable glory, especially Dick Knight's step from a commoner to this step, can be called an inspirational legend.

Just as the paladin was walking towards the center of the hall, a black shadow flashed in the corner of his eyes. It was a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before, which immediately aroused Dick's curiosity. No trace of anyone was found in the corner, but he saw a very familiar figure not far away.

Sylvanas, Theramore's ranger-general, paladin's... well, confidante.

Dick smiled and took a glass of red wine from the attendant, and walked towards Cirvanas who was sitting on the side. Behind him that he couldn't see, the wall moved strangely, bound a person bound by a black mist net. The white and gray female werewolf ripped into the wall.

Velinde's mouth was tightly sealed, she couldn't even make a sound, and could only watch Dick walk towards Cirvanas in a daze.

Of course that is not true! ! !

But unfortunately, like Liadrin, she still couldn't break free from C'Thun's shackles, let alone awaken Dick who was in a dream.

The long knife of the dream has been erected, and the cold and ruthless blade rests on Dick's neck, but he doesn't feel it at all.

"Beautiful lady, what are you worrying about?"

Dick leaned against the wall, without hiding his gaze, admiring the astonishing curve of Cirvanas, and the high-cold Ranger General obviously noticed this gaze, but she didn't object, on the contrary, she leaned the chair back , the body is fully extended, exposing his beautiful curves to Dick's eyes.

There was also an ambiguous smile on the cold and beautiful face. She stretched out her hand, picked up the wine glass, and stood up. Under the Quel'Thalas-style dress, there were two long and crisp legs. Walking to the balcony, he blinked slightly at Dick as he turned around.

The paladin immediately understood, coughed lightly while holding his wine glass, and was about to follow, but was stopped by an obsidian destroyer in a formal dress walking out of the hall.

"Ahem, Master Dick! The Eldest Princess has something important to discuss with you!"

Moam's voice was a bit weird, but Dick, who was anxious about other things, didn't pay attention, but looked at Cirvanas who had already walked into the balcony, and asked Moam in a low voice,

"Is it important? Can you wait, I have more important things to do, 20 minutes!"

Lord Obsidian Destroyer hesitated for a moment, a trace of just-right hesitation appeared on his face inlaid with gold leaf, and then responded,

"It's about the position of the lord of Theramore. The Eldest Princess plans to announce it at the banquet today."

"Um?"

There was a flash of light in Dick's eyes, and the fiery emotion immediately receded. He picked up the glass and sipped it, letting the liquid with ice cubes soothe his mood, then took a deep breath,

"Okay, lead the way!"

Moam bowed his head and saluted, and turned around to lead the way on the smooth marble floor. If Dick lowered his head at this moment, he would be able to see Moam's shadow reflected on the marble floor. It didn't fit, like a phantom struggling in a mirror, trying to escape, but no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't attract the attention of the brooding Dick.

And with the passage of time, the shadow's struggle gradually slowed down, and finally turned into a normal shadow.

After Liadrin and Velinde, Moam's attempt also failed, and the followers were wiped out.

Now, I can only rely on Dick himself, but C'Thun's mind control and dream construction are the housekeeping skills of the ancient gods. Can Dick survive this catastrophe? No one really knows.

"Knight Dick, here you come."

Dick raised his head with a sonorous voice amidst gentleness, and he saw the veiled Princess Kalia. Her Royal Highness was dressed like this after arriving in Theramore, signaling that he would not forget the story of the country's destruction. Hate, vowed to revive Lordaeron.

But Dick was a little puzzled, because today's eldest princess is a bit weird.

Her usual tone of voice was not like this.

"Well, Your Highness, here I come! Moam told me that you have important matters to discuss with me."

Dick leaned over slightly, and then heard the eldest princess' voice again, this time the voice became gentler, and the sonorous meaning in it disappeared, this was her normal appearance.

"I intend to hand over the lordship of Theramore to you, Knight Dick."

The eldest princess stood up and walked slowly to Dick's side. Her voice was exhausted, "The people have trusted you for so many years. After I return to northern Xinjiang, I believe that you can manage this land well. , you have this ability!"

Dick's heart was pounding. Although he didn't know when it started, his desire for Theramore was real, just like he was for Liadrin, Jaina, and even Sylvana. His desire.

"me…"

"Don't refuse, Knight Dick, come and pledge your allegiance to the royal family emblems of Lordaeron and Menethil. I will announce this at a banquet later!"

The eldest princess stretched out her hand and grabbed Dick's arm. The gentle touch made Dick's heart flutter. There were almost no such occasions where he had close contact with the eldest princess. He stood beside the royal family of Menethil without any resistance. In front of the family emblem, the paladin looked at Princess Kalia standing aside, heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to half kneel on the ground.

"Stupid...stupid...kneel down...you...dead...dead!"

A noise-like, faint, inaudible sound came to his ears, and Dick's movements suddenly stopped.