Hokage of Azeroth

"Prince Alsace."

The visitor was none other than the prince of Lordaeron, the former paladin Arthas Menethil.

However, in the process of chasing hatred, this young prince who had high hopes from everyone had already given up everything and became a member of the Undead Scourge, changing from a Paladin to a Death Knight.

Everything he once valued, including his father, country, mentor... were destroyed by his own hands.

The opposite is true, fate plays tricks on people.

Illidan obviously didn't recognize Arthas: "Who is he?"

"A poor man." Rowe said.

"Poor man?" Illidan and Arthas said in unison, but the former was just confused, while the latter was more playful.

Illidan observed Arthas and said after a moment: "I feel the breath of the undead in you. Are you a subordinate of the Dread Lord?"

"To a certain extent, it's just the opposite." Alsace laughed dryly.

Illidan was silent, waiting for the next words.

Arthas continued: "Demon Hunter, I know your legend. I think you will be interested in the information I provide."

"what news?"

Arthas: "Tichondrius, the initiator of the corruption of this forest, the Dread Lord, possesses a warlock's magical weapon called the 'Skull of Gul'dan'."

"It was this powerful weapon filled with fel power and demonic knowledge that quickly caused Felwood to fall into corruption."

"After seven days, Tichondrius will have to leave Felwood for a while, but the Skull of Gul'dan will still stay in its original location to maintain its corruption."

Illidan frowned: "You want me to steal it? Why?"

Arthas: "I said that the positions of the Dread Lord and I are actually exactly opposite. I think it is not difficult to understand that any group has internal conflicts, whether it is humans, elves, undead, demons..."

"That's it with Tichondrius and I would love to see you kill him and even more of his demons."

Illidan pondered: "Why should I trust you?"

Alsace said calmly: "You don't need to believe in me, you just need to know that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"...While Tichondrius was away, the Skull of Gul'dan was at your fingertips. As for what such a thing can bring to a demon hunter, I don't need to go into details."

Illidan said nothing, lost in thought.

Alsace then looked at Rowe, and once again showed a smile that was almost the same as in the past but looked full of sinisterness: "We can be considered old friends, chief messenger. If you don't mind, you might as well find a quiet place and chat with us. Shall I catch up on old times?"

Luo Wei was a little hesitant.

After obtaining Frostmourne, Arthas's strength has become unfathomable, and he is far from being a being that he can fight against.

With Illidan by his side, he didn't have to be afraid. If he were to go alone, with Arthas as a father and a close friend, he would become undead on the spot.

Alsace obviously saw his doubts: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. And I know that you have more means than I imagined."

Luo Wei thought for a moment and then created a shadow clone.

"How cautious." Alsace said.

Rowe's shadow clone followed Alsace out of the camp and came to a nearby deserted place.

After arriving here, Alsace got off his horse and sat casually on the open ground, really looking like he was reminiscing about the past.

"Sit down." The death knight with white skin and hair sat on the ground, stretched out his hand to pat the ground beside him, and could vaguely see the posture of the former prince.

Rowe sat down, but didn't know what to say.

It was Alsace who spoke first: "Tell me anything you want, such as my current appearance. I think you should have heard about my subsequent experiences."

Luo Wei thought for a moment: "Actually, I'm a little curious, Alsace, have you ever had any regrets in your heart when you've reached this point?"

Alsace's reaction was beyond his expectation. He neither hesitated nor said no, but said without hesitation: "Yes."

Luo Wei was startled.

Arthas continued: "Later I learned that everything I did was under the arrangement of my master, from Kel'Thuzad to Mal'Ganis, from Stratholme to the coast of Northrend..."

"The master guided me step by step, allowing me to lose myself in hatred, and finally picked up this sword regardless of risk and turned into an evil death knight."

As he spoke, he picked up the Frost Sword: "It's called 'Frostmourne'. In fact, the moment I touched this sword, I understood everything. But then, I obeyed everything. .”

Luo Wei: "Why?"

Arthas said slowly: "Because my will has completely changed. Evil began to make me happy. Killing and blasphemy made me feel wonderful."

"Those lofty ideas and emotions have not completely disappeared, and sometimes they still surge in my heart. But every time they surge, they make me feel disgusted."

At this point, he paused: "Just like me, a knight favored by the Holy Light, some despicable thoughts still flashed through his heart. These thoughts will not disappear completely, but every time they occur, they will make people feel sad. He is remorseful and remorseful.”

"Now, I am a knight caught in the eye of death. What flashes through me from time to time and makes me regret and blame myself is no longer the despicable thoughts, but the noble ones..."

After hearing this, Luo Wei said: "I find it difficult to understand."

Arthas: "Of course. I killed many old friends, including my father and my mentor. Most of them found it difficult to understand my depravity. In fact, even I didn't quite understand it. But it just happened, and now it seems there is no need to pursue any reason, just like changing a piece of clothing."

Luo Wei: "Frostmourne controls you?"

"No." Arthas shook his head. "It's more magical than control. I handed over my soul. It was an incredible process."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head: "As a clone, do you have free will?"

Luo Wei nodded: "Yes."

Alsace asked again: "But you will not disobey your own will. Even if he asks you to die, you will obey, right?"

Luo Wei frowned: "There will never be any differences between us."

Arthas nodded: "That's it. To a certain extent, I am also a 'clone' now. I am free and obedient."

Luo Wei thought for a while and then asked: "Then what is your 'body', the 'master' you call it?"

Alsace did not answer, but changed the topic: "Rowe, among the old friends I have reunited with, you are one of the few people who are fully wary of me."

Luo Wei: “It’s never a bad thing to be more prepared.”

Arthas curled up his lips and showed a cold smile that can be called the classic War3 interface: "Indeed, this is the right choice. If you didn't follow me with a clone, I would definitely kill you."