My destiny will really be like this, becoming the cold butcher Lich King. Pen~ Fun~ Gebis bigif When I dreamed of killing my father Terenas in my sleep, I screamed in my sleep and was awakened.

"Oh, no...!!"

Looking back on that incident, I felt frightened and sarcastic, all of whom were covered in cold sweat. My actions alarmed Varian, who was sleeping with me and was alert. When he saw me, he could easily think of the nightmare that I had because of fear of orc invasion. He showed a wave of disdain and continued his snoring. When I saw him awake, I wanted to say something to him, but when I saw this, I thought I would forget it.

At dawn the next day, when I saw the military parades of my country's warriors before the battle and the crowd that gave them away, my face became solemn again. I was not worried that they might sacrifice their lives bravely. This may be a kind of honor. I was worried that if I was going to be the executioner who killed them, this was the worst ending, and dying on the person I expected.

For this reason, I decided to find my mentor and ask him for help. He was also about to follow the army to the battlefield. This was the last chance to say goodbye to him before the general war between the alliance and the tribe.

"Teacher Uther...I..." I walked into him, but when I wanted to say what I meant, I felt that I really couldn't express it. At this moment, my mentor had already spoken to me, and he thought I was saying goodbye to him speechlessly.

"I didn't expect the prince to say goodbye to me. I'm so honored." He replied to me with a subordinate to his superior's attitude.

I thought Uther was joking about this, but seeing his firm and solemn eyes and his right hand bra to show respect, I gradually realized that he was actually serious. He thought that the cruelty of the war would make him unable to see the day he saluted me. Because according to reliable information, the huge orcs had already gathered on the other side of Nanhai Town...

"Will our tomorrow be better?" I thought for a long time before I thought of such a more modest question. After all, it is best not to let my mentor worry about my future at the moment of the present.

"Of course... as long as you can remember that the Holy Light is with us." After that, he rode his horse and followed his team, and followed him with Mana Cruel with his father's permission. He followed Uther as a guard. He also bid farewell to me. Although he really wanted to continue living with me, he hoped to be able to defend our homeland and guard the future where we can continue to cause trouble together. So he put the word "victory" at me and followed Uther's war horse.

Seeing them go away, I stood up on the city gate tower for a long time until the last team disappeared from the horizon. At this time, I found Varian, Sasarien, Melvin, right behind me. They also looked into the distance like me.

"Orc, you will definitely run away when you see such a huge alliance." Melvin broke the scene of our silence. Maybe this friend didn't understand the situation, maybe he really thought so, or he just wanted us to give him a false affirmation to eliminate the sadness on my face. Prince Varian didn't know what my friend was thinking now, and he had seen the cruelty and ferociousness of the orcs and contempt for him.

"If you really see orcs and think they are vulnerable, then you are too naive," Varian said, and my friends expressed anger at this tone, but they didn't say anything because he was a prince. But he didn't mean to stop, but he was even more disdainful of me, Mailwen and Sasarien. "You don't know their terrible, unsightly ghosts."

Varian's face became solemn, obviously he didn't care about their feelings at all. Perhaps he was fantasizing about that scene in his heart... the fall of his father and the destruction of the king. But he shouldn't mock these two friends of mine. Perhaps he had experienced cruelty and no longer knew which tone was more important.

My two schoolmates didn't consider that the witness was telling them the facts, but thought he was ridiculing him, so they glared at Varian. If they saw someone who could say this to him, they would definitely stand up and refute him, but the other party was a prince. The difference in identity was really not afraid to let them

Urgent.

When I wanted to hold my friend back from his attitude towards him, Sasarien and Melwin did not follow my wishes for the first time. They both pulled my hands away and continued to glar at Varian. At this time, the Prince of Stormwind realized that he had mocked them just now. However, he did not mean to apologize, but appreciated their performance. Because he really wanted to see the bravery of the Lordaeron Warriors. So he drew out the wooden sword and made combat moves to them.

At this time, I didn't know the prince's true thoughts. I was just worried that if the fight really started, and if the father knew about this matter, he would definitely fire these two friends from me if he didn't want any people to regard him as a down-and-out prince. So I had to say something to stop such a thing from happening.

"Do you know, if my father knew that you two were neglecting the prince?" I scolded Sasarian and Melvin. My two friends were a little restrained in response to such a threat. They bowed deeply to the Prince of Stormwind and prepared to retreat, but at this moment, Varian soldiers were unhappy to let their opponents surrender without fighting.

"I don't mind. I promise that no matter what wins or loses, I won't tell anyone about the fight between them. Come on, Lordaeron's warriors, let me see your strength, you can go together."

Seeing Varian's eagerness, I seemed to understand what the prince was thinking now. He wanted to vent his hatred. So he said to him.

"Varian, if you think that your hatred is released to our fellow tribes, is it a relief?"

"I just want to see if your Lordaeron's warriors can really fight orcs."

"If you think our Kingdom of Lordaeron cannot resist orcs yet, then why are you still running to us?"

"Because I want to take revenge, they killed my father and destroyed my country." Varian was full of murderous aura at this time. And his answer shocked me, the prince had been blinded by hatred.

"We are not born for revenge. All life exists for the continuation and continuation of itself. And this is what we have now, and the orcs trampled on her, so we will surely win. But if we are born from the seeds of hatred in our hearts, then we will be no different from them, and it will eventually be destroyed in hatred."

"It's light. If your kingdom falls and your father is killed, can you still preach to me so calmly?"

When I heard Prince Varian mocking me like this, I hesitated. The reason for the hesitation was not because I thought of some established future, but in his opinion I was timid. At this time, my two schoolmates could no longer bear it, so they pulled out the wooden swords from the training. This also made Varian excited.

"Come on, come together and let me see what strength you guys who stand and speak without aches on their backs.

"Stop," I scolded again, and then my eyes returned to Varian. "They used to keep their status because I made a mistake. It was your father who personally pleaded with him that he would keep his position and stay with me."

"Is this the reason why you are afraid?" Varian refused to let go. I knew he was determined to fight with us. Or I didn't have to talk nonsense with him anymore.

"I won't let them make other mistakes, and of course I won't escape. Your opponent is me. Prince Varian."

"That's right... Let me see if you have a reputation." As he said that, Varian drew out his wooden sword and rushed towards me, and I swung it. Although the prince of Stormwind City was not an adult, his strength was far better than that of me who was even younger. When the two wooden swords collided, his strength almost made my weapon go away. I realized that I was not strong enough, so I wanted to take advantage of my agility advantage of being shorter, but the result was far from me. Varian was very skilled in swordsmanship. I, who had just learned some sword skills secretly, could have any advantage in agility. After my two moves, I had no offensive and could only turn into passive defense. In fact, Varian could defeat me as a novice with just a few moves, but he seemed to enjoy this kind of fun because he wanted to destroy my will before defeating me.

The schoolmate also understood the situation of my fighting with him, so he died.

To cheer for me, I also realized that this is not just a game, because I know that if I lose, what I just said will be useless. So I must persist, at least not lose in my beliefs. But at this moment, the wooden sword that had suffered a great blow in my hand was suddenly cut in half by the wooden sword with the same bottom of Varian.

"To be honest, you are indeed very strong, Alsace, but these are far from enough. Our strength is too big. You are not my opponent at all. And your warriors are the same, not as good as our Stormwind." Although Varian boasted that his country's military strength is stronger than ours, he did not have any smile on his face, because he really thought that his allies could not defeat the enemy who destroyed his country.

At this time, I deeply understood the prince's idea, so I threw my broken sword and reached out to Sasarien to signal. He also understood my thoughts, so I threw the second-class wooden sword in my hand into my hand and continued my battle. I knew I could not lose at this time. If the military strength of my country is not as good as Stormwind City, it is acceptable, but if someone gives up hope for his race, he will definitely not agree.

"Arsace, it's useless, you can't beat me." Varian shook his head at me. He didn't even want to fight me. After all, this prince didn't want to hurt me by chance. But I absolutely cannot appreciate it. Because I want to knock him down. Also, I have to say something.

"I can't beat you, but this does not mean that I won't fight. The power I hold on my hands is the expected power of my companions, and this is the best weapon to defeat the enemy and defeat you, my friend!" As I said that, I used my last power to rush towards Varian. With my wish, the power of the Holy Light did not feel that it spread to me and my weapons. Varian still showed disdain at the beginning, but when I saw that the golden light shining on my body, I realized that this time was different from what I had just happened, so I hurriedly picked up the wooden sword to block it. But this time when our wooden sword collided again, the sword in his hand was knocked away this time, and the power of the impact given by the holy light also knocked Varian to the ground. When he was confused about this, I reached out to him and signaled to him to pull him.

This time, I felt the greatness of the power of the holy light. He was equally pious and accepted my help and stood up, with a long-lost smile on his face.

"Yes, we still have faith. Arthas, you let me see the power of the Lordaeron Warriors, and we will surely win."

Seeing this scene, my two friends snuggled up to us again, as if they had forgotten the unhappiness of their birth. They accepted Prince Varian as a friend again. I was deeply relieved to see their smiles. Similarly, when I thought of my persuasion to him, I thought and understood something. As I said, maybe I would still become the Death Knight, but if I pursued my faith and contributed everything to it, even if the final result was a failure, I would happily accept the fate destined to be born in me.

It was at this moment that I realized that my father was quietly observing the things we had lived here. He also came to me at this time.

"You did a great job, I'm proud of you, my child."

"I may not be that good, I may become a butcher, Uther is so worried about me..." My voice grew, and the courage in front of my father seemed to disappear.

"He never commented on you like this. He said you will be a great king. And I believe through this, his judgment of you will not be wrong, my child."

"I don't want Artsas to become a great king soon." Varian glanced at Terenas, and soon everyone realized what he meant. He knew that that would be accompanied by bad news, and his real meaning was still behind. "But I hope you can become a great Paladin."

"I will remember...Thank you, my friend" I hugged him, and he also stretched out his arms.

On the way back to the palace, I pondered for a moment, recalled the fact that I became the Death Knight, and I also thought deeply in my heart, firming my belief: to uphold my belief in the Holy Light

I felt that my power had been further improved. Some of the past and future

The concerns gradually disappeared. Varian also strengthened his confidence in winning and always faced the day when he could charge forward, just as our profession often says.

“…The Holy Light is with me!”
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