Alsace, who received an elite education like the Crown Prince of Terenas from an early age, is not bad in ability, but because he is young and energetic, he acts a little emotionally, and he is not experienced enough in handling state affairs, so he seems a little impetuous.
If the general environment of Lordaeron can give Arthas enough time to grow up, no one will doubt that he will transform into an excellent king sooner or later as he grows up.
However, it is a pity that a large number of demons led by two high-level Nasrezim caused such a big commotion in the core royal city of Lordaeron. The top brass of the Knights of the Silver Hand headed by Uther unanimously agreed that now
The international situation has left no time for Alsace to slowly level up.
Compared with Alsace, who is young and energetic and more keen on military operations, Calia has been assisting Terenas, who is increasingly ill, in managing domestic affairs in the past two years. She has accumulated rich experience in government affairs and has won more than 100 awards.
Half of Lordaeron's civil servants approved.
At this juncture, Uther did not dare to gamble with the future of Lordaeron on the growth rate of Arthas. He made a safe choice that was most beneficial to the Kingdom of Lordaeron.
Alsace had a bad premonition after Uther entered the throne room with an abnormal expression.
When he heard the final decision of the Knights of the Silver Hand with his own ears, he still felt that his vision was darkened, and he leaned back on his prince's seat as if exhausted.
On the contrary, Caliya pursed her red lips slightly and clenched her hands into fists excitedly under the sleeves of her robe.
Concerned about Arthas's mood and the majesty of his upcoming enthronement as queen, Calia tried hard not to let her ecstasy show on her face.
"Breathe~blow~"
Following Sharlayan's past teachings, Calia took a deep breath to adjust her mood, stood up with a smile and expressed her gratitude to Uther and other paladins.
"Thank you for the support of the Knights of the Silver Hand. I swear here in the name of Calia Menethil, the eldest daughter of Terenas Menethil, that I will do my best to lead Lordaeron.
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"certainly."
Caliya smiled and added: "In a different way from my father's 'overbearing' way."
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"oh?"
Sharlayan, who had just found a cave to take shelter, received the latest message from the Director of the Defense Intelligence Agency, Galad Shatterstar.
"Finally the dust has settled."
After the boots finally fell, Sarlayan, who was already very confident, breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and said to Valeela who looked curious: "Callia won, just as we planned, the Silver
The Knights of the Hand showed their attitude at the most critical time."
"Oh~" Valeera was not very excited about the news, but glanced at Sarlayan with a half-smile: "I remember, this Princess Calia is also one of your sweethearts, right?"
Sarlayan rolled his eyes angrily: "How can I have so many good friends? I just taught her for a period of time. If we insist on defining it, our relationship should be regarded as both a teacher and a friend."
"Ha~"
Valeera showed her disbelief: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to delve into it for the time being. Let's find a way to solve the problem at hand first."
Pointing at Fa'ol who had a big hole in his chest, Valeera asked with some distress: "How should we deal with his injury? We can't just leave it like this, right?"
"emmmmm..."
Sarlayan smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "If you ask me, I don't know either."
"Druids' healing techniques are all derived from the power of life. They heal injuries by stimulating physical activity, which is completely different from the overbearing repair ability of the Holy Light."
"Perhaps using holy light can heal Archbishop Fa'o's broken sternum, but it's a pity that I can't."
"Ahem...don't bother you two."
Fa'ao, who was lying on his back on the ground, woke up at some point and said softly in a hoarse voice that was different from when he was alive: "I'd better do it myself."
Sarlayan's vitality detection is specifically aimed at the living and is completely ineffective against undead souls like Fao. He doesn't know when Fao regained consciousness.
And judging from his words and deeds, it was clear that Xia Shen had gotten rid of the undead rage that Gading had left behind before he left and had regained his sanity.
Sarlayan and Valeela looked at each other, and their muscles tensed unnoticeably and they were on alert.
Valeela, who was in charge of the negotiations, tentatively asked Fa'o, who had just sat up, "Archbishop Fa'o, can you understand the current situation?"
"Ha..." Fa'ao smiled bitterly and stretched out his blue-grey hands to look at it: "I probably know what's going on, but I didn't expect that I would return to the world in this way. Things are unpredictable."
Just like the information provided by the barrage, after Faol's body died, his soul was not taken away by the leader of the Shadow Realm, Gryen, but instead lingered near his graveyard in the form of an earthbound spirit.
Through the fragmentary information provided by the believers who came to pilgrimage, Faol was very worried about the situation in Lordaeron after his death.
Terenas was seriously ill in bed, and both successors planned to inherit the throne. At that time, Faol, who was shrewd and discerning, boldly predicted that there would be a civil war for the throne in Lordaeron in the future.
Faol could be said to have watched Arthas and Calia grow up, and he had some understanding of the characters of those two children.
Regardless of whether it is Alsace or Calia, Faol believes that they have the ability to be kings of a country, but the two siblings have completely different styles of doing things and concepts of governing the country.
Arthas, who was instilled in Menethil's authoritative tradition by Terenas since childhood, perfectly inherited Terenas' will. In Calia's words, Arthas's "Tao" is the tradition of the Menethil family.
of domineering.
Caliya, who accepted Sharlayan's teaching and guidance, realized long ago that this path was not suitable for her, and she chose the gentler royal path.
Just when Faol's soul was worried about the future of Lordaeron, under the operation of the group of psychics who suddenly arrived, his soul was forcibly pulled back into his long-dead body, and returned to the place where he had been away for a few days in the form of an undead.
years of life.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Faao, who was a little confused, could not react for a while. When his soul and body were reintegrated, he suffered the influence of the undead violent spell and could not control it.
own body.
Fao knew exactly what happened during his seizure. Fortunately, the people standing in front of him were the powerful Sarlayan and Valeela. If he accidentally hurt an innocent person, he would definitely feel even more worried.
I feel sorry for myself.
Faol is not a purely bad person, otherwise he would not have been able to lay such a large foundation for the Holy Light Church during the peak period of Terenas, who was extremely controlling.
But in any case, Alonsos Faol's camp classification is definitely orderly good. There is no doubt about this, but his methods of doing things are not as pedantic as a real saint.
No matter what the reason was, Faao, who had sorted out his thoughts, clearly understood the current situation.
He was "resurrected" and was awakened by psychics as an undead creature, commonly known as the undead.
Faol's calm attitude surprised both Sarlayan and Valeela. They thought that the saint would not be able to accept his "fall" into the undead.
"Haha~"
Noticing the change in their eyes, Fa'ao, who was repairing his sternum with the same warm holy light, smiled kindly.
That's right, kind.
This word is somewhat strange to use on an undead with a hard expression, but this is how Sarlayan and Valeela really feel at this moment.
"You two, don't be so surprised. Old man, I have lived my entire life and have seen quite a few strange things."
"Although I was a little surprised to be transformed into an undead, it is not completely unacceptable. After all... there are still things I can do in this world, and there are places where I can use my remaining energy, right?"
Sarlayan was quite impressed by Faol's mentality. Perhaps only a person like this who does not take things for granted and does not take sorrow for himself is worthy of the title of "Saint" given to him by Lordaeron and the Holy Light believers.
"Then... let's get back to the topic."
Quickly using the domineering holy light to repair the hole in his chest, Faao's expression became more serious.
"Children, what happened to the world after my death? Whose minions are those black-robed men who manipulate the power of death? What is the outcome of the battle for the throne of Lordaeron?"
Through Faol's last question, Sarlayan was able to roughly determine the time when his consciousness would wake up.
Sarlayan smiled and pressed his hands down slightly: "Don't be anxious, please allow me to do it one by one."
"Your first two questions involve too much and cannot be explained clearly in a few sentences. Let me answer the last question you are most concerned about first."
"Just now, I received the latest news from the Royal City of Lordaeron."
"The Knights of the Silver Hand made a final statement that officially ended the battle for the throne that lasted for more than a year. Terenas' eldest daughter, Princess Calia Menethil, received their full support."