Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

"Donkey!" "Donkey!" "Donkey!"

Running at the front of the 500 cavalry, the man who was taller than ten years ago and exuded the majesty and maturity of a powerful man suddenly pulled up the bridle that represented the stop of the horse.

"The commander has an order, stop!"

During this operation, Lothar's adjutant, Viscount Matos, a member of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, saw his commander stop and immediately raised his right hand and gave the order for the legion to stop advancing.

Viscount Matos has been following Sir Lothar for six years and can be considered Lothar's old partner. He rode a tall brown horse to Lothar's side.

"General, what happened?"

His commander's brows were frowning at this moment. His eagle eyes, which used to be sharp and full of sharpness, were now a little slack, as if he was recalling something...

In the six years of following Lothar, Viscount Matos has never seen Lothar with such a "nervous" expression.

"Matos."

"I may see my descendants."

Being able to follow Lothar for six full years, Matos is naturally one of Lothar's most reliable confidants, so Lothar has nothing to hide.

"What! My commander, this is no joke..."

Lothar's words surprised Matos.

The bloodline of Anduin Lothar was the only direct bloodline of the royal family of the Arathi Human Empire before the birth of the Seven Kingdoms of Mankind. It can be called the noblest and most eye-catching bloodline family in the human world.

To put it bluntly, in the original history, the reason why Anduin Lothar was able to surpass other human kings and become the only supreme marshal of the alliance when the alliance was founded was that in addition to his own powerful ability, this comparison

Other kings have noble bloodline, which definitely plays a significant role in it.

Lothar did not wait for Viscount Matos to finish his words. He pulled out the "Great Royal Sword" engraved with noble golden decorations from his waist and swung it forward vigorously.

He could sense that the connection originating from the depths of his bloodline was not far in front of him.

"Hoo!" "Hoo!"

This action produced a harsh sonic boom, followed by strong wind pressure, which almost instantly swept away the smoke and dust caused by the large group of people galloping on the road.

Then, behind the smoke was revealed, standing in front of ten mighty silver-white cross-cuirass knights, with broken hair, carrying a huge long sword, a young man who was seventy-nine similar to Lothar when he was young...

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The silvery moonlight, like flowing water, spread all over the Elwynn Forest.

Except for some houses belonging to the nobles, which still had a few flickers of firelight, the entire town of Carl Road was peaceful and quiet in the evening.

On the edge of the town, Anduin and his son were walking slowly on a path near the forest.

"Me, my child."

It can be seen that Lothar, who has never had a child in the past few decades, is a little nervous and unfamiliar when talking to Karen.

"I'm sorry for your mother."

After hearing Karen tell him about her childhood experiences, especially the fact that a single mother of a minor aristocrat, under the pressure of being a slut and an illegitimate child, raised her only offspring until he was ten years old, she couldn't help but committed suicide due to the pressure of her words.

Finally, Lothar's eyes flashed with deep guilt.

"Yes, you are sorry for her."

Karen walked in front of Lothar and said calmly.

"I used to really hate my father for letting my mother bear this unclean reputation."

"But it wasn't until my mother passed away that I knew from the relics she left me that I was actually your child."

Turning around, he looked directly into Lothar's eyes. When he saw the guilt and uneasiness in his eyes, a certain shackle in his heart suddenly opened.

"And she didn't take the initiative to tell you about my birth."

"Why?"

This answer was somewhat beyond Lothar's expectations. He wrinkled his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"In the past, I didn't know why."

There was a trace of nostalgia and reminiscence in Karen's eyes.

"At that time, I had neither knowledge nor strength. If it weren't for my grandfather, that little nobleman in your eyes."

"Give me a job and let me survive."

"I may not have the chance to join the Holy Light Cross Sect later on."

Karen looked at the confused look of his father, the famous Commander Lothar in this kingdom, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"My father and mother, she still loved you and me until she died."

“The esteemed Messianic Prophet, the evangelist of God Yahweh on earth, told me that all this is because of my surname and bloodline.”

"The last royal family of Arathi, the Anduin bloodline that unified the human world!"

He smiled bitterly and told the answer that the Messiah told him.

"When I was born, there was no descendant of a demigod guardian as a partner to protect my growth."

"There is no descendant of the demigod guardian as a partner!" These words, like a bolt of lightning, struck Anduin Lothar's heart.

As a good friend of King Ryan, the only high-ranking general in the kingdom today, and one of the most powerful people in the entire kingdom, Lothar is naturally different from the ignorance and confusion he had when he was young. Many of the secrets in the high-level aristocratic circles of mankind are now revealed.

It was not a secret to his ears.

For example, the heirs of the royal family of the Arathi Empire are a thorn in the flesh and a thorn in the flesh in the eyes of several other high-level human kingdoms except for the Kingdom of Stormwind.

To put it bluntly, as long as the royal bloodline of the Arathi Empire exists in this world, there will always be an indelible stain of "rebellion" on the crowns of the monarchs of other human kingdoms.

When he was young, it was also the time when he was most vulnerable to being deceived and assassinated. Fortunately, he spent time with the current King Ryan of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and more importantly, Medivh, the son of the former guardian.

Under the gaze of a demigod guardian, no idiot would dare to do anything.

Otherwise, haha, there are so many ancestors in the history of the Anduin family who have disappeared or died unexpectedly, and they are Lothar's real role models.

If time goes back to 20 years ago when Karen was born, at that time, neither he nor Lane's friends had consolidated their status and power, and Medivh was still in a coma. If Karen appeared at that time,

in front of him.

Lothar secretly clenched his fists, knowing in his heart that he really might not be able to save his child's life at that time.

Involuntarily, he felt even more guilty towards the little noble's daughter, that wise woman who might have only had sex with him once but could no longer remember her name or face.

"Then, why later..."

Since you needed to hide when you were young, why did you still not recognize yourself after Medivh recovered a few years ago and you and Ryan consolidated the power of the kingdom?

Before Lothar could speak her question, she was interrupted by Karen.

"Although I don't resent you, that doesn't mean I forgive you."

Karen narrowed her eyes slightly and made the Holy Cross on her chest devoutly.

"If you hadn't come here to die in person this time, I would have preferred to become the guardian of the gospel of Yahweh under the guidance of the Holy See of the Messiah."

"This kind of life is comparable to your..."

Before Karen could finish speaking, the "Sword of the Angel of Stomka" on his back suddenly vibrated violently, and golden holy light appeared on the cross patterns on the sword, reminding its owner.

"Who!"

Lothar, who was a hero, also felt a strange movement in the forest at almost the same time, and without hesitation, he pulled Karen behind him, who had not yet reacted.

In the eyes of Lothar, who is at the hero level, dozens of large and strong green humanoid creatures flicker and appear in the cracks of the forest next to him.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Three handaxes half the size of a carriage wheel, with harsh winds and buzzing sounds, attacked Lothar and Karen from three different directions.

"bump!"

Lothar drew out the Great Royal Sword, swung the long sword accurately, and knocked away three oncoming hand axes at the same time. Then he drew out his waist without hesitation, and blasted the fine fire blunderbuss gifted by the dwarves into the sky.

Fires an explosive projectile.

"boom!"

A sudden explosion in the sky woke up the peaceful town instantly...