Ranger King of Azeroth

  Chapter 302 People who are about to leave and appear

   "Oh! Isn't this Charlemagne? It's really been a long time!"

King City of Lordaeron, Cathedral of the Holy Light, Alonsus Faol, who has white hair and age spots on his face, tremblingly held Charlemagne's hand to express his welcome. What remained unchanged was the warmth on his face. Heart's smile.

  Charlemagne looked at the old archbishop with emotion, "Alonsus...you are really old, time is really merciless."

   It has been nearly 20 years since the last meeting between Charlemagne and the archbishop. These 20 years have left no trace on Charlemagne's face at all, but it is different for humans.

   "Haha, the lifespan of human beings is of course not comparable to that of high elves. I am satisfied if I can make more contributions to the spread of the Holy Light in my limited life."

Standing beside Alonsus, the pastor showed a mixed expression of admiration and sadness. In the past 20 years, the archbishop has never slacked off, and he has hardly been able to stay in the Cathedral of Lordaeron for long throughout the year. There is no need for the blessing of the Holy Light. He'll be there.

   Alonsus sat down again with the support of the priests, and unconsciously brought up the topic of the orc wars in previous years when he was reminiscing with Charlemagne.

   "Hey... During the first orc war, I also appeased the believers of the Holy Light in the Stormwind Kingdom. Unfortunately, the orcs are powerful, and Stormwind City was eventually breached. The people of the Stormwind Kingdom have been frightened a lot over the years."

When mentioning the war, Alonsus sighed, "It was only during the first orc war that I realized how vulnerable priests are on the front line. The Kingdom of Stormwind, which lacked paladins, had a hard time resisting the violent attack of orcs. Thanks to With your guidance back then, paladins can shine in the Second War."

  Charlemagne shook his head modestly. "Actually, the appearance of the paladin has nothing to do with me. You have already conceived the idea. What is missing is some inspiration."

"But these inspirations are precisely the most important. You don't have to shirk this credit. I also saw the role you played as the commander-in-chief of Quells in the war. I hope you can continue to play in the alliance in the future." Positive effect, the current alliance... hey!"

Speaking of this, Alonsus sighed deeply again. In recent years, Terenas' radical actions not only aroused the disgust of other countries, but even Lordaeron's own citizens also disapproved of the king's actions. .

The confession of these people who came to the church let the Cathedral of the Holy Light know about the changes in Lordaeron. However, after all, Alonsus is only the archbishop of a church, although he reminded the king not to do too much when he met with Terenas. Going overboard, but it turns out Terenas didn't take his advice seriously at all.

   "Fortunately, there is a silver hand led by Uther to guide the people's beliefs. I hope that Prince Alsace who accepts his teachings will be more merciful and generous in the future."

  Charlemagne twitched. Kind Alsace, this word sounds very ironic. This filial son will mercilessly implement what he thinks is "filial piety and kindness" to his father and people in the future.

  The meeting with Alonsus made Charlemagne realize the fragility of human life after a long absence. Judging from the breath of life on the archbishop, I am afraid that his life has entered the countdown, and it is not surprising to receive his bad news at any time.

But Charlemagne didn't think that Alonsus's short life was meaningless, not to mention the paladin profession created by him, Alonsus's devout belief in the Holy Light and his generous attitude towards believers allowed him to The believers of the Holy Light in the countries of the Eastern Continent have left a very deep impression on their hearts. Even Gilneas, a self-isolated country, has many followers of him.

   Before parting, Alonsus casually mentioned something that made Charlemagne vigilant.

"By the way, when I went to the Kingdom of Stormwind to preach a few years ago, I accepted a very talented closed disciple. He has now become the bishop of the Holy Light Church in the Kingdom of Stormwind. You and Liadrin can go there if you are free. The Storm Kingdom communicated with him, and sometimes even I was inspired by his unique insights into the Holy Light."

  Charlemagne raised his eyebrows, "Then what is the name of this bishop?"

   "His name is Benedictus."

   After leaving the cathedral, Charlemagne looked at the gloomy sky and let out a long breath.

   "Benedictus...Father Twilight, since when did his way of the Holy Light change?"

  Sirvanas came over and took his hand and asked in confusion, "What are you mumbling about? Is there something wrong with this Benedictus?"

  Charlemagne turned his attention to the delicate face of the second lady and smiled slightly, "There is no problem, at least not yet."

   Cirvanas curled her lips unhappily, "It's this kind of crazy talk again, you must tell me the ins and outs when you go back this time, people can't understand this kind of cloudy talk."

"Yes Yes…"

   "Just say it once! You feel perfunctory like this."

Strolling all the way from Stromgarde to the King City of Lordaeron, Charlemagne's mood has basically recovered. Turalyon and Halduron will return sooner or later, and return to the people waiting for them in Azeroth. No matter how much I worry about it, I will change. Nothing.

The unexpected harvest during this journey is this charming beauty beside him. Although Charlemagne still feels a little uneasy about accepting Cirvanas, since Aurelia has acquiesced, he won't hesitate anymore On the contrary, it will make the second young lady who has a more stubborn temper feel insulted.

Charlemagne boldly held Cirvanas' hand, and suggested with a smile, "We will go home one last time, after all, I am a little worried about letting Aurelia watch her alone for a long time. "

   "...It's this kind of incomprehensible words again, forget it, then let's go quickly."

  Although Cirvanas, who gripped back forcefully, expressed some dissatisfaction, the bright smile on her face revealed her true mood.

   "Alright, last stop, Dalaran!"

Thinking of the magic device in the magic bag, Charlemagne showed a smirk on his face, "Sorry, any product needs to be tested, for the sake of His Majesty Alexstrasza, Krasus, you just accept your fate." Bar. '

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  At the same time, Alleria was listening to his report in Lisson's office in the travel town. At this time, there were only the two of them in the huge chief administrative officer's office.

   "... That's it. Recently, she seems to have asked officials at all levels about Quel'Thalas. Although there is no evidence that she has direct contact with the nobles of Silvermoon City, but..."

   Alleria frowned and took up the conversation, "The maid she recruited recently has been to Silvermoon City...?"

Li Sen nodded solemnly and said, "That's right. I sent someone to check the background of that maid, and the resume looks very clear. She came from a common family in Silvermoon City. Her parents were killed by trolls when they went out to visit relatives more than 30 years ago. , There is nothing wrong with her going home to tidy up the ancestral house, but my instinct tells me that there is something wrong with this person."

  Aurelia's eyes flashed a cold light, "Have you finally started to act..."