"What? Are you going to take action against your prince, your future king? A man without a weapon?!"
Arthas watched his teacher put his hand on the warhammer, spread his hands, and looked at his teacher mockingly.
His teacher Uther, he respected him so much, but when he had to kill his friend, he slandered his friend like this!
"Arthas! You are not the king yet! And Uther did not slander your friend. He even interceded for Kel'Thuzad before coming! And that evil wizard is spreading necromancy to the entire kingdom! Do you plan to
Rule over a bunch of dead people? Arthas!"
Gavinrad Doom stood up and looked at Arthas angrily.
He felt more and more that Arthas was spoiled by Terenas!
Although what Alsace did during these times can be said to be a mistake that young people make, this is too much!
Disrespecting his teacher and slandering the Holy Light! How can such a person become a king!
Looking at the paladin who had opposed him from the very beginning, and Uther who was still angry because he insulted the Holy Light, Arthas became more and more disappointed.
He finally understood why his father had a complicated mentality towards Sir Uther and did not always let him follow him.
Because this person is indeed a moral benchmark, a beacon of faith, and a person who always abides by the rules.
Such people are both flags and puppets.
Such a person will never betray, but correspondingly, he will never be someone who can enter your heart.
He should be a god, a sculpture, a believer, but is not suitable as a human being.
He really went too far.
I have excessive expectations for my teacher, because he is not a human being, but a moral figure walking in the world, the incarnation of God, and the embodiment of virtue.
He won't understand himself, he will only teach himself from the moral high ground, because that's what he does.
He is a saint.
But I will never be a good teacher or a good friend.
Arthas took a deep breath and lowered his head to Uther.
His teacher will definitely forgive him.
Because he is a person with such high moral standards.
"Sorry, teacher, I was indeed impulsive. I'm sorry, but can you leave me alone for a while?
After he finished speaking, he looked at his teacher, and Uther nodded, not caring about Alsace's offense at all.
"It's good that you can realize your mistakes, Arthas. I'm sorry about Kel'Thuzad, but sometimes the experience of the older man, your father, may be more reliable.
After all, as a prince and future king, you will have too many scheming people coming to you, and they will be very good at pleasing you. I don’t know what kind of person Kel’Thuzad is, so I won’t make any comments.
But Arthas, the existence of the undead itself is a mistake, and you must not make any more mistakes. Remember, Arthas, it was the Holy Light that guided us humans to this point."
Arthas no longer had any trouble with Uther's words, because he felt that he had seen Uther clearly.
Uther always acts according to rules and beliefs. He will sympathize with the civilians, but he absolutely cannot understand them.
He will grieve for the suffering of civilians, but he will never hate those insects.
He loves Lordaeron, but what he loves more is faith.
If he could exchange his own life for the life of a civilian child, he would never hesitate.
but……
He will never understand the necessity of darkness.
"is teacher."
Alsace bent his waist. Bowing to such a saint and statue would naturally not offend him, because he would be his best helper in the future. Therefore, he saw the scratches and scratches on Uther's armor.
Stains.
He recognized these stains as sludge unique to places where ordinary people lived.
It seems that this teacher has gone to treat civilians' illnesses again.
He finally understood why his father wanted Uther to be his teacher, not only because he was the leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand, but also because of his impeccable morality and character.
This made him couldn't help but think of Li Ke.
Li Ke should be like this, right?
Use the Holy Light as your banner?
He was a little unsure, because Li Ke's behavior was something he had not done, and there was nothing wrong with being a saint, which gave him a feeling.
A feeling that started to grow in him from the moment Li Ke appeared in front of him.
envy.
Li Ke can do everything he can't do.
This made him quite jealous.
He left under Gavin Rad's angry gaze, but he still didn't know where he was going. By the time he reacted, it was already dark, and he also found in a daze that he had come to a place that he could never
Forgotten place.
In front of a tomb.
This tomb does not contain any human being, but a horse.
A horse that was born before Varian came here and was delivered by his own hands. He would visit this foal every year and regard it as his treasure, companion, and best friend.
He imagined countless times that he would ride on the Invincible to take risks, fight, and protect his people, and then go down in history with it and become a hero.
And Wudi did not let him down. Not only was he very close to him, he was also very good. Even the best horse breeder in the kingdom said that Wudi was the best horse he had ever seen in his life.
They have the same mind, and Wu Wei can move forward according to his ideas without even needing any instructions.
but.
Invincible is dead.
Because of one of his hasty judgments, Wudi broke his leg in the snow. He prayed for the Holy Light, but was unable to save the horse. In the end, under Wudi's trusting eyes and uncomplaining gaze, he understood it with his own hands.
Invincible life.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! His mood became even worse, but the next moment, a cough and a weak voice came over.
"It seems that you are in a really bad mood. It turned out that you had to kill me, and it hit you so hard. It is comparable to the invincibility you always said... However, I really didn't expect you to be here. It's really disappointing.
I’m looking for a good meal.”
It's Kel'Thuzad.
Arthas looked at Kel'Thuzad. There was a lot of blood on his body and his face was pale, which proved that it was not easy for him to get here. He opened his mouth and wanted to let Kel'Thuzad leave, but when Kel'Thuzad
When Er'Thuzad walked in, he saw something that made him take a step back.
There was a dagger stuck in Kel'Thuzad's heart.
No longer able to say the words to let the other party fly away, Arthas closed his eyes. If Kel'Thuzad wanted to kill him, he didn't know whether he should resist.
However, Kel'Thuzad did not resent Arthas. He came to him, grabbed Alsace's hand, and felt the other man's sadness.
"You are really sad. This is a great honor for me, my master."
Arthas opened his eyes and looked at Kel'Thuzad's uncomplaining eyes, but did not dare to look again.
"Yes...I'm sorry."
His voice was extremely hoarse, but the next moment, he saw Kel'Thuzad laughing.
"Don't mind, everyone will die. My lord, you don't have to worry about me, because this is inevitable. From the beginning, I have been prepared to die, because our enemy is too powerful. You
Being cherished like this makes me feel extremely honored and happy, and I can leave without any regrets. It's just a pity that I won't be able to see the day we hoped for."
He sighed and looked at Invincible's tombstone.
He didn't know if he was lying or telling the truth, but now, he really wanted to give Alsace a gift.
"but."
He let go of his hand and opened his arms.
"A loyal minister will never leave his master alone!"
Under Arthas' grief and disbelief, a magic circle suddenly appeared in the invincible tomb, and Kel'Thuzad shouted loudly.
"Come! Sleeping steed! Take my place! Serve your master again!"
The violent wind and waves prevented Arthas from opening his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was Kel'Thuzad slowly falling, and a horse that had been dead for a long time, struggling out of the grave.
And there was a long hissing sound!
He rushed over in a hurry, trying to hug Kel'Thuzad who fell to the ground.
He succeeded, but could not feel the weight of any living being.
"Kel'Thuzad!"
He called out his friend's name, but in exchange, only Kel'Thuzad's body slowly collapsed into black dust.
Kel'Thuzad looked at Arthas with a smile, and at the last moment of his life, he spoke his most sincere last words.
Or...
advice.
"Goodbye, my king, there is no need to be sad for me..."
The next moment after saying these words, his body completely collapsed and turned into black dust, causing Alsace to let out a shrill cry of grief.
"No!!!!"
The sound was extremely shrill, as if it was not Kel'Thuzad who died.
