Another alliance meeting was held here, and the father followed him with many state affairs. Of course, I mean 21??? There were more in the past, so it was inevitable that my sister's behavior would make him angry. But even so, he was so busy with political affairs all day, which made me feel terrible, because I don't want my life to be like this in the future. As for now, this future is not what I worry about, but what really makes me feel that the situation is the problem of my sister getting married. Because I really know the identity of my future brother-in-law.

When I thought that my brother-in-law was the Wings of Death, I felt trembling inside. This feeling was definitely worse than that of my sister who hated the arranged marriage. But now, the situation is inevitable.

It is indeed very difficult to talk about reality, because when the kings discussed who should lead Ultralist, everyone was elected as the new king through this rampant family, although he was said to be young and handsome, and even fascinated his sister who had originally resisted his marriage.

But no matter how perfect it is, there are always doubts. For example, the two members of the Kentran Mage Modra and Drandon who attended the meeting were cautious about making this tyrant ascend the throne. Although the rewards of their prudence were neglected by everyone, it represented some opposition forces. This means that the mage was definitely more useful than the father imagined.

But it still has no practical meaning. They can't stop him at all, both in terms of ability and situation.

Originally, my father wanted me to attend such a meeting, but it was severely rejected by me. Although my father was a little dissatisfied with my decision, I knew that it was necessary for me to persevere. As long as my father did not kill me, I would never attend this party, because I knew that if this hidden black dragon showed my thoughts, I promise that I would never see the sun tomorrow.

Be careful, I didn't even have the courage to peek at him, although I, like my sister, wanted to see what the human form of Deathwing looks like...

I was also very worried that I would be summoned by my father to meet with that "brother-in-law" at any time, so I made an appointment with my three conspiring partners to escape to the Archbishop during the meeting. Only the place in Lordaeron would make me feel a little relieved. I didn't even dare to mention our trip with anyone, so I hurriedly set off on the road.

In this way, I walked on the road for a long time, and even though I was far away from my royal city, I would not dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

I admit that I am really afraid of the black dragon, because Tulayang has a famous saying that can confirm his terror.

"I would rather fight against the entire tribe alone than face this black dragon." Thinking of this, I shook my head, because on the prudence, I didn't even dare to think of him.

Because I don't know if this black beast is putting his fake eyes somewhere, so just in case, don't think of him, for example, change the topic with your companions.

It was only then that I began to pay attention to what was happening around me. It was only me who was silent.

"Think about it, it's nothing."

Sasarien said. And his undirected question and answer are reminiscent of

"Me?" I wondered about Sasarien.

But when I had questions, everyone was silent again.

I thought he was asking me, but I felt that their eyes were wrong, because they signaled me to look at Farick beside me.

At this time, I realized that he was in a low mood, and the reason for taking it for granted was that I gave the horse to Luo Ning that day.

"Isn't it just a horse? At worst, I can give my pony to you "invincible". "I knew he would never want it, so I advised him like this.

But when the result I received was just a look at it by everyone, they continued their original actions.

I just realized now that I am definitely not the only one who doesn’t want to talk along the way and has concerns. Especially Sasarien, if he is silent all the way on such an occasion, then it is definitely a mage who turns him into a mute.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked everyone. It's hard for me to believe that they would hide anything from me. If there is a reason, it's definitely because of my identity. "I have always been brothers in you, haven't I?" So I did what I always default to him. I never think that we can't show our special identity between us, and of course, except for the encounter with the orcs.

Mailwen and Sasarian looked at me again and spoke.

"That's because your sister is going to marry Lord Presto..." Melwin and the others looked at Falik again. It was obvious that they were both sad, but compared to himself, they cared more about their friends.

I only now think of the emotions of these friends.

Many times my sister is loved by them, but in terms of charm or something else, obviously Farik has gradually been accepted by them, and in terms of age, only he can match her.

If he had been a noble, I believe that it would be natural for them to be together as I am with Jaina, but unfortunately he is not. And the father was still privately judging him as the messenger of light in the future. Maybe it was because he realized that he was very similar to Uther, and perhaps it also included similar experiences...

But I understand that this title was not for the nobles, and it would not be exchanged for the princess.

Even in turbulent times, there are still qualitative differences between nobles and civilians. If a civilian wants to be promoted, it is quite difficult...it is quite difficult. Even if Kadgar, Tulayan, etc., even if they make great contributions, they will not be rewarded by a city. If Bertoon had not left an inch of land with his own identity, I believe that the Watch Castle would have to be discussed by several kings before it could be built. Another proof is the king's problem of Altlank. Even if the declined nobles did not contribute to the alliance, he could still successfully inherit this huge legacy.

"There is no way..." Falik answered firmly, but I could feel the pain and helplessness in his heart. "We are civilians." Then he sighed.

"But you are a civilian who has a prince's friend..." I comforted him. Maybe I should tell him that Presto won't exist for long, but forget it, after all, I can't mention him now.

But just as I continued to think more, Sasarien once recovered his essence. He said to me happily

"That's right, and this prince friend decided to give you his BMW as compensation. Isn't that enough?" Sasarien looked at me with a smile, as if he knew that the persuasion I said was just a saying.

"That's right..." I looked at Sasarien angrily. The boy wanted to watch me make a fool of himself. He knew how much I value the horse... but he still used it to test our friendship. "If you can't get a love, at least I can compensate you." I answered calmly, staring at the naughty companion. Of course, it was when Farik's eyes looked at me that I took back such a fierce look.

Although he wanted me to bleed heavily, I still had no reason to pity this property in the face of friendship.

"Will you really give me the 'invincible'?" Falic returned to his original state, and perhaps getting a war horse was a good gift for him.

"Of course, unless you have a more suitable horse..." I was looking forward to Luo Ning sending the war horse I gave him back intact. In this way, my "invincible" can still stay with me, but what I know is that the person who can't even care about me is protecting his mount, which is too unrealistic.

But even if I really lose it, I hope everyone can continue to be so happy, just like I am with Sassarian. Even if I am angry with him, I still like him to adjust the atmosphere, but I really want to make this guy the object of our ridicule on one day.

In this way, we came to the Archbishop's Church. Although I came uninvited, I was still greeted by Archbishop Alonso.

"Maybe, you should tell me what you are coming in advance." The Archbishop smiled at us, obviously we will be welcomed by him at any time.

"You said I need to continue my studies..." I remembered the letter he sent to my father, so I whispered to the Archbishop through this, and then looked at my friends. "Of course my friends are not willing to fall behind... They also want to study with me." I gave them a look, so they nodded and cooperated with me. Maybe they didn't want to leave the royal city at this time. They were just dragged by me.

But my tricks can't be hidden from the eyes of the boss's bishop, and he smiled and said to me.

"Are you in trouble? My little prince."

"No...no" I stammered. Maybe I was worried about that matter and showed a hesitant action, but this action made anyone look like I was lying. "I just want to learn and become a Paladin as soon as possible." I then looked at my friends, hoping that they could cooperate with me. But this time they were a little hesitant.

"Yes...yes, yes." Just when he and the others wanted to cooperate with me, the Archbishop was staring at them, and then they changed their minds. "We really don't know what trouble he caused, really don't know..."

Perhaps, they were right. Although they didn't know the purpose of me here, they really didn't know whether to make trouble or not, but they were no different from betraying me with such a hesitant way of speaking.

“You can use the holy light to verify the authenticity of my words….”

I can only say that, because this is the only reason that proves the authenticity of my speech. But this was ridiculed by the Archbishop.

"Don't argue, my child, I think you really have to practice here for a while." I was quite satisfied with this sentence. "But I will tell your father that you are here with me. I believe that you have run away from home, but I didn't tell anyone else.

“………………” I could only make a 'sweat' move, which could neither deny nor admit it. But what's the difference?

"Then welcome you, my trainee little paladins."

Maybe my father didn't care about my sudden runaway from home. Because he thought that staying at the Archbishop was no different from staying at home to practice and study. Here, I completely lost my own status as a nobleman. Like Farrick and others, I did the same job as ordinary people, such as cleaning, cleaning stables, and some simple farm work.

In fact, life here is not just like this. Sometimes you can receive other tasks, such as helping some patients and orphans, or helping dwarfs eliminate kobolds who are as tall as my knees, etc., etc., for treatment or fighting tasks. Here I experience the same life as civilians. Perhaps this pleasure is much more refreshing for me than aristocratic life, especially when I think of my father being busy with politics all day long.

So to me, it would be like heaven. Of course, if Jaina could be here, it would be even more perfect.

Perhaps Falik had a similar mood. He had forgotten some unhappiness here, of course it would be even better if he could forget my "invincible". Especially when his abilities and performance were fully recognized by the Archbishop, this Paladin companion would always smile knowingly. Or he was just like my father thought, and he would soon become the second messenger of light.

Perhaps it is really a wise choice to choose to come here with them. And if my father asked me why I ran away from home, I could completely use relaxation as an excuse to run away from home. But when another news came, I knew my father would be happy and would have forgotten the meaning of criticizing me.

The news that Ronin and Wenleza led the local dwarves to save the Red Dragon Queen spread throughout the alliance. And they were invited by my father and would soon come to the royal city. And I also knew that the black dragon disappeared, so I could go home with confidence and boldness.

So at this moment I said goodbye to the Archbishop

"Alsace? Don't continue your pastoral life?" The old man tried to keep me some advice. After all, he did not get any intention of my father about letting me go home. Moreover, the cheap odd jobs he did here still made the pastoral owner very satisfied.

"Of course not, two friends came to my house." I felt as if I was so eager to return, but I accidentally explained the reason, but there seemed to be nothing wrong with this.

"What? Do you know that Ronning and that elf ranger?" The Archbishop easily thought of who the friend I mentioned would be, the two legendary figures who saved the Red Dragon. However, this does not mean that he really believes that I know those two people.

"Of course..." I looked at my partner again, and I hoped that they could cooperate with me, such as telling him that I knew Wenleza.

They should remember the elf ranger who was about the same age as us in Quel'thalas, but they seemed to be unable to remember the name for a moment, perhaps because the person named Wenleza is not just a person.

"We..." They stammered, and this behavior seemed to be thinking whether to cooperate with me.

"We do know a man named Wenleza. But I can guarantee that we will never know Ronin." Sasarien's mind was quicker and thought of the beautiful elf, but he accidentally told Wenleza as a human being, and said a lot of nonsense later. Because I only wanted his first sentence.

"You seem to have done the wrong thing when you know that elf but not that human, you know it, child..." The Archbishop stared at Sasarien, as if he was accusing him of lying. "It seems that your road to becoming a Paladin is still long."

When Sassarian heard the Archbishop's comment on him, he even felt the urge to burst into tears, but this was the scene I wanted to see the most.

Although the Archbishop did not want us to leave now, he still did not have the reason or motivation to leave us behind. We were still on the way home quickly.

It's just different from when I came. This time, only one person felt lost. It was definitely his talkativeness that finally got retribution. I'm very happy to see him like this. This is not my gloating, because I know that someone as cheerful as him may not need any comfort at all. And I really don't want him to return to normal so quickly...

It was a pleasant journey that Sassarian became our laughing stock.

On the way, I was also pondering something.

The Archbishop's accusation against Sassarian is questionable, but what he said is still right, for example, our journey is really long.
Chapter completed!