Warcraft Fortress

Chapter 398 Because I Don't Want to Leave Him (Part [-])
"what?"

"how can that be!"

"My God, that's how it is!"

The faces of Old Fording, Old Mograine, and the Chief Prosecutor showed surprise at the same time, and Darien also showed an expression of disbelief.

They opened their mouths wide, their eyes widened, and their hearts were extremely shocked.Only Tai Lan, who was seriously injured and unconscious, didn't know what happened around him.

Olivia said: "The high lord Renault Mograine, who is now dead in the Scarlet Monastery, was lured into corruption by Balnazar, and that's why he killed you in that battle, High Lord Mograine. And the craze of the Scarlet Crusaders is also instigated by him. Everyone, including you, the chief prosecutor, has been blinded by him. And now, he is lurking in Stratholme, carrying out secret plots."

Olivia's words, the amount of information is too much and shocking, several paladins present couldn't believe it, and thought about it for a long time.

But when they thought about what they had experienced, they realized that what Olivia said was true.

"Dathrohan... so he's dead too! The culprit of everything is the dreadlord Balnazar. Olivia, Master Xiao En asked you to tell us this, did he have his own plan?" Old Fording looked at Olivia.

The other paladins also looked at Olivia.

Olivia nodded, and then said: "Sean hopes that you can sneak into Stratholme secretly with him and completely kill the dreadlord Balnazar."

Old Fording frowned and said: "The Dread Demon King cannot be killed in the mortal world, he can only be exiled to the twisting void, and even doing this is very difficult. After all, every Dread Demon King is an immortal legend."

Olivia shook her head and said, "Sean already has a plan. He has a way to kill Bannazar completely, as long as we can work together."

Old Mograine sighed: "Unfortunately, both Isenlien and I have died. I only hope that I can guard the Holy Light's Hope Chapel in the form of a soul. There is no way to kill Bannazar with you. Avenged the dead and blinded paladins, we have avenged ourselves."

The chief prosecutor also nodded, this is his greatest wish now.

Olivia frowned and said, "Sean didn't expect that the chief prosecutor would die. He thought you wouldn't die, but was persuaded by Lord Tirion to rebuild the Knights of the Silver Hand with him. As for Lord Mograine, Sean has a method that will allow you to have the same strength as before, and still be able to fight at the forefront, avenging the living and the undead."

Old Mograine quickly asked, "What method?"

Olivia glanced at him, and then said calmly: "The way of the Holy Light is not the only one, and turning away from the Holy Light does not mean that you have abandoned the way of the Holy Light. Sean can resurrect you as a death knight, and he has a way to make you Keep the sanity you have now. The only price is that you will become Xiao En's follower like me."

"You, would you like to?"

Ever since he became a paladin, old Mograine began to believe in the holy light, and he never turned his back on the holy light when he was sober and rational.

It would make him hard to keep him from returning to the Light forever.

Now that he is dead, he had no other thoughts, but was willing to be buried in the crypt of the Holy Light's Hope Chapel, and continue to guard the Holy Light's Hope Chapel together with the spirits of the three thousand silver hand paladins who died before , in this plague-polluted world, maintain the last piece of holy land.

But Olivia's words gave him new hope, and also made him fall into contradiction and hesitation.

Does it just exist in the form of a heroic spirit, eternally guarding the holy place of the paladins, or is it devoted to evil and death, but uses evil and death to fight against evil and death to protect the light behind?

Never before had old Mograine hesitated as much as today.

"Master Sean...had a big problem for me!" Old Mograine sighed, then turned his gaze to Darian who was standing aside, and asked in a kind tone: "Darian , my child. How do you think I should choose?"

Darian froze.

He didn't expect that his father would hand over the issue of choosing his life's destination to himself.

Darian's heart was beating violently, and his chest was heaving.

He knew that this was his father's trust in him.

At this time, even old Fording, a comrade who had fought side by side and never left him, could not make a decision for him, and only himself, as his father's son, was qualified to make this decision.

This is a blood relationship that no one can erase, a family affection that is above all else, and a son's duty to his father.

Darian thought hard.

He has never been more serious than today.

In front of several elders, in front of Olivia, Darian thought for a long time.

Finally, he finally confirmed his answer, and said decisively: "Father, the natural disaster of the undead has not been eliminated, and Bannazar has not been executed. As the most loyal warrior of the Holy Light, you must continue to fight. Father, the Holy Spirit The heart is the heart, not the body. I will fight with you, Father."

Old Mograine looked at his son very satisfied.

Among the younger generation of paladins, none seemed to be able to compare with their generation, but his son Darian still had this possibility.

Being young means unlimited potential, not to mention his choice is the most important choice a paladin should make.

Old Mograine turned his head, looked at Olivia, and said, "Miss Olivia, I have seen the most precious quality of a paladin from you. I think you can become a paladin." Knight. Tirion is the best paladin in the world, and I think he would be very willing to be your teacher."

Old Fording nodded and said: "That's true. Olivia, Master Xiao En asked you to come to me... I'm afraid you also have this idea?"

Olivia nodded and said, "Sean really wants to give me a chance to see if I can become your student and become a paladin. But... I don't want to."

Old Fording asked in surprise: "Why?"

Darian couldn't help but said: "Miss Olivia, Uncle Tirion is definitely the best paladin in the world. With his teachings, you can definitely become an excellent paladin in the future, and even become a legend Not impossible. Why would you refuse?"

Olivia smiled, weighed the dragon sword in her hand, and then said lightly: "Because the dragon sword has been passed on to me, it cannot be discarded in my hand. The blood of the dragon flows in my body, and I Always a Dragon Rider. Not to mention..."

Having said that, a happy smile appeared on Olivia's face: "What's more, I don't want to leave Sean!"

(End of this chapter)