The duel between Bridget and Salandia lasted only a few minutes, but what happened in those few minutes was anything but simple.
The Judgment Warhammer thrown by Miss Knight, the attack composed entirely of holy light energy, was caught by Salantia's hand. In Bridget's understanding, it was completely impossible to do, and Salandia
The holy light blade that was summoned at random was fast and fierce, and the degree of solidification of the holy light was several times stronger than Bridget's holy light, which required Bridget to use a long sword to block it.
If the threat of the unsheathed holy light hadn't attracted most of Bridget's attention, Salantia's subsequent sweep of the warhammer wouldn't have been so difficult to defeat the knight's defense.
Bridget's high-level paladin position was not obtained by relying on her father's reputation. She was a paladin who had truly proven herself on the battlefield. Her true strength was not as weak as it was during today's duel. Just like Salandia
In other words, rather than saying that she was defeated by Sarantia, it is better to say that Miss Knight was defeated by her own pride.
Because of the age of Anduin and Sarantia, she underestimated them a little bit.
But considering that she is still a young person...there is nothing wrong with this.
And now, in the quiet night, Bridget finally had the opportunity to ask Sarantia her doubts face to face... Why is her holy light so weak compared to Sarantia's?
With the power of one source, why is Salandia's Holy Light so pure...even purer than the Holy Light of most Holy Light users she has seen?
"We will discuss the issue of faith later."
Faced with Bridget's question, Salandia was drinking tea while instructing Anduin to do this and that, just like a little landlady. She seemed to enjoy instructing Anduin to do things.
In this weird joy, the high elf girl said to Bridget, who was eager for answers:
"Let me talk about your other question first. You say that your Holy Light is not as good as mine? No, there is no such statement. Our Holy Light all comes from the same source. In essence, there is no one whose Holy Light is more powerful.
A weird comparison, and if we have to talk about the purity of the Holy Light... the purity of my Holy Light is not even comparable to that of a weird little ghost."
Having said this, Salantia took a sip of tea with some indignation, and the figure of a silly little girl running around on a soul deer appeared in her mind.
Yes, she is talking about Holy Light Ghost Yuna...
Little Yuna is a very strange existence in the Dark Temple, and even in the entire Azeroth. She is a ghost who uses the power of death, but through a series of adventures, she has mastered some of the power of the Holy Light, and Yuna
The purity of the holy light in her body is even comparable to that of Naru, the creature of holy light. No one knows how Yuna got such pure holy light. Even the little ghost herself can't explain clearly, or in other words, she is not very willing.
Talk about this.
Yuna has a high talent for Holy Light Spells, but she doesn't like to learn, and even hates learning. She will not follow Salantia and Anduin to go to Shattrath to learn Holy Light Spells, and travels around the world every day.
Running around, Tyrion always protects her, which makes Yuna become more and more lawless recently.
Thinking of this, Salandia missed the days of playing with the children in the Dark Temple, and her mood was also a little low. After a moment, she breathed a sigh of relief and said to Bridget sitting opposite:
"What makes Anduin and I better than you is that we have studied the true meaning of the Holy Light with Naru Adal since we were young. Do you know Naru?"
"I know, even though I haven't seen it with my own eyes."
Bridget held the hot tea in both hands and said softly:
"It is said that there is a Naaru in the Draenei city in Northrend, and in the distant world of Draenor, there are several Naaru. It is said that they are pure beings born in the Holy Light.
Living beings, they are the manifestation of Holy Light in this world..."
"No, they're not!"
Anduin, who was fiddling with the newly lit firewood and trying to raise the flames of the fireplace, interrupted:
"The Naaru were just born in the Holy Light. Their relationship with the Holy Light is the same as the relationship between the undead and death. They were born from the Holy Light, but they are just a manifestation of the Holy Light. They also have their own emotions.
, and once faith is mixed with self-emotions, then faith will naturally not be pure."
Seeing the flames in the fireplace ignited, the little prince with black ash on his face cheered. He wiped his face and said to Bridget:
"That's what my adoptive father told me. He has been teaching me since I can remember, not to blindly follow faith... Adal also appreciates this statement. The respected Naru is Sarantia and I.
It tells us that among the Naaru tribe, there are actually disputes about the teachings of the Holy Light... and they are not pure spirits of the Holy Light."
"is that so?"
Bridget nodded blankly. She had never met Naaru, so she couldn't understand Anduin's explanation. Salandia saw Bridget's confusion, so the girl asked:
"Now let's talk about faith. When you listen to the Holy Light, what do you hear? Tell me honestly, Bridget, this is important."
"Well, if you want to know."
Bridget sipped her tea and replied:
"We go to church every week. In the hymns of the priests, our hearts will feel the will of the Holy Light burning like a flame, just like cold people gathering around a bonfire, the will of the Holy Light.
Not only will it give us warmth and protect us from the cold, but it will also convey to us some of the desires of the Holy Light... about justice, about hope, about redemption, about protection..."
"The Holy Light is warning us. It tells us that some darkness is about to invade, and it prompts us to prepare... Many people have felt the warning of this Holy Light, and my father, General Abidis, the Great Judgment
After repeated contemplation, Officer Isorien and Lord Mograine concluded that what the Holy Light was warning about was the Dark Blade Army that enveloped the entire Azeroth, the undead, and the fuel of past hatred.
.”
"What do you think?"
Anduin and Salandia looked at each other, and Anduin asked in a low voice:
"Miss Bridget, what do you think of this extreme purification belief?"
This question made Miss Knight frown. After thinking for a few seconds, she answered:
"Actually, I occasionally think about whether such a fanatical purification is too reckless, and Grand Knight Fording has always been opposed to our large-scale purification operations. He believes that the warning given to us by the Holy Light is not for the Dark Blade Legion. It is very likely that
It's some other dark forces... But my father is very stubborn. He stubbornly believes that the danger warned by the Holy Light is the undead. I can't persuade him, and sometimes, I also feel that those undead are really too dangerous.
It’s too much.”
"You have only been here for a short time, so you may not know."
Bridget said to the two children in front of her:
"The undead, those naturally resurrected undead have occupied Stratholme City. They have formed a small government there and are one of the official races of the Federation. The undead are very weak, and their personal combat effectiveness and the undead of the Dark Blade have completely disappeared.
The methods are different, but they completely retain their past thinking and wisdom. They will use vicious traps, weapons, and occasionally some conspiracy."
"In the past few years, we have lost more than 200 warriors due to friction between the two sides, and now the road from Stratholme to Quel'Thalas has been completely occupied by the undead. They have gone too far.
! Sometimes I even feel that those undead are deliberately provoking us so that we can launch attacks so that they can drag the entire federation into this war and then completely bury us..."
"Well, when I was in Stormwind City, I also heard that some people among the undead were indeed spreading the "Crusader Threat Theory."
Anduin shrugged:
"But the members of the Federation are still reasonable. In addition, since you have established a country now and have submitted letters of credence to each other, those undead may continue to provoke like this, but that is the will of the Holy Light you are talking about.
..How should I put it? I feel a little weird."
The little prince looked at Bridget Knight and said:
"Salandia and I have never felt the fire-like will you mentioned. The holy light we heard is very gentle... Well, let's take you to feel it!"
As he spoke, the little prince stretched out his hand towards Bridget. Salandia on the other side also held Miss Knight's cold fingers. Anduin gave Bridget an encouraging look. The latter hesitated.
Then he put his hand into Anduin's palm.
This is the first time she has touched a boy's hand in a non-combat state...
What makes Miss Knight feel sad is that Anduin's fingers are actually more slender than girls' fingers, and their skin is also better...
But the next moment, she had no extra energy to think about these messy things.
"Calm down, Bridget...come with us."
Anduin and Salandia closed their eyes, and the two children's breathing became steady at this moment. That aura also infected Miss Knight. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her mind.
The two consciousnesses slowly came into contact along the connection between the bodies. The two children who had studied the Holy Light with Naru since childhood entered the meditative state very quickly. Under the guidance of their consciousness, Miss Bridget's consciousness also quickly
In a strange form, separated from the body.
It was like flying upward along a passage at an extremely fast speed. When Miss Bridget regained consciousness, she found that she was already among the dead and cold stars. Anduin and Salandia were there.
Standing beside her on the left and right, Anduin said to her:
"Look above..."
Bridget raised her head. Above her head, in the darkest night sky among the stars, in the darkest and deepest abyss of the universe, a golden light spot seemed to fly from the past, and at the next moment it pierced like a sharp sword.
Through the deep and terrifying night, the first ray of light from the stars was brought into the world.
"The purest light is always born in the darkest corner. Wherever the light of hope goes, all darkness has no escape..."
Anduin and Salandia held Bridget's hands and flew into the golden light. The three consciousnesses seemed to be integrated into the first halo of the stars. Miss Knight had never been so real.
Feeling the presence of the Holy Light, she felt as if she had returned to the mother's body. Her consciousness merged with the light. Like a hungry sponge, she constantly absorbed strength and teachings from the surrounding halo.
It was completely different from the fire-like will of the Holy Light they felt in the church...
The Holy Light that Anduin and Salantia showed her did not have a will of its own. It was more like a tool, an emotion inherent in all creatures.
It represents hope, represents all good things, and represents the power to protect all good things... There is no anger, no rebuke, no hatred. In that light singing, Bridget saw the beautiful scenes in her past life, and
Those beautiful moments in other people's lives, she looked back and saw Anduin and Salantia holding hands, she saw those shining lights in the lives of the two children...
At this moment, Miss Knight had an epiphany.
Salandia's Holy Light is not stronger than hers. The reason why it appears so pure is because when Salandia wields the Holy Light, she never thinks about sanctions or revenge. She is protecting Anduin.
By waving the Holy Light, she is wielding the weapon to protect the beautiful hope... That's why her Holy Light is so powerful, and that's why her power is so powerful.
What about yourself?
What were you thinking about when you waved the Holy Light?
Desire for victory? Fever for purification? Hatred of the undead? Or...or maybe, just using it as a kind of power, but never seriously thinking about what kind of power the Holy Light is?
What kind of power?
"The Holy Light is philanthropic. It will never refuse to assist those in need because of differences in race and soul. Bridget, have you ever seen the undead wielding the Holy Light?"
A voice rang in Bridget's ears. She thought it was Anduin asking her. The knight lady shook her head, and the voice rang again:
"I've seen...and more than one..."
"The undead are not evil. Just as appearance does not represent true beauty, words cannot represent true character. Children, don't let your eyes blind your heart, and don't let hatred distort your soul. Zella's warning to you is
With good intentions, she wanted to warn you that the devil is coming, but she did something wrong again... For this, I apologize to you on her behalf."
"And my poor child... welcome home..."
"Buzz"
The next moment, Miss Bridget's eyes opened, and she saw the burning fireplace in the room. The crackling sound of the firewood made the temperature in the room rise a lot, dispelling the dampness and coldness in the house, and in her
Beside them, Anduin and Salantia also opened their eyes from their meditation.
Sarantia looked at Miss Bridget and asked:
"Have you seen it? Bridget, that is the Holy Light that Anduin and I perceive. I cannot rashly accuse your beliefs of being wrong, but at least, the burning Holy Light will is the same as what we understand.
Holy light is different..."
"It's okay, it's okay..."
Miss Knight stretched out her hand, folded her sincere hands and folded them on her chest. With tears on her face, she whispered:
"It doesn't matter...that's wrong. I already know it. It's indeed wrong..."
"I heard the Holy Light enlighten me...I felt the Holy Light's comfort..."
