Alsace, who received the elite education of Crown Prince Terenas from an early age, is not bad in ability, but because he is young and energetic, he acts a little emotionally, and he is not experienced enough in handling state affairs, so he seems a little impetuous.
If the environment in Lordaeron could give Arthas enough time to grow up, no one would doubt that he would transform into an excellent king sooner or later.
However, it is a pity that a large number of demons led by two high-level Nasrezim caused such a big commotion in the core royal city of Lordaeron. The top brass of the Knights of the Silver Hand headed by Uther unanimously agreed that now The international situation has left no time for Alsace to slowly level up.
Compared with Alsace, who is young and energetic and more interested in military operations, Calia has been assisting Terenas, who has become increasingly ill, in managing domestic affairs in the past two years. She has accumulated rich experience in government affairs and has won more than 100 awards. Half of Lordaeron's civil servants approved.
At this juncture, Uther did not dare to gamble with the future of Lordaeron on the growth rate of Arthas. He made a safe choice that was most beneficial to the Kingdom of Lordaeron.
As early as Uther entered the throne room with an abnormal expression, Arthas had a bad premonition in his heart.
When he heard the final decision of the Knights of the Silver Hand with his own ears, he still felt that his vision was darkened, and he leaned back on his prince's seat as if exhausted.
On the contrary, Calia pursed her red lips slightly and clenched her hands into fists excitedly under the sleeves of her robe.
Concerned about Arthas's mood and the majesty of his upcoming enthronement as queen, Calia tried her best not to let her ecstasy show on her face.
"Breathe~blow~"
Following Sharlayan's past teachings, Calia took a deep breath to adjust her mood, stood up with a smile and expressed her gratitude to Uther and other paladins.
"Thank you for the support of the Knights of the Silver Hand. I swear here in the name of Calia Menethil, the eldest daughter of Terenas Menethil, that I will do my best to lead Lordaeron. Back to the top.”
"certainly."
Calia smiled and added: "In a different way from my father's 'overbearing' way."
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"oh?"
Sharlayan, who had just found a cave to take shelter, received the latest information from the Director of the Defense Intelligence Agency, Garad Shatterstar.
"Finally the dust has settled."
After the boots finally fell, Sarlayan, who was already very confident, breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his head and said to Valeela who looked curious: "Callia won, just as we planned, the Silver The Hand Knights showed their attitude at the most critical time."
"Oh~" Valeela was not very excited about the news, but glanced at Sarlayan with a half-smile: "I remember, this Princess Calia is also one of your sweethearts, right?"
Sarlayan rolled his eyes angrily: "How can I have so many good friends? I just taught her for a period of time. If we insist on defining it, our relationship should be regarded as both a teacher and a friend."
"Ha~"
Valeera showed her disbelief: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to delve into it for the time being. Let's find a way to solve the problem at hand first."
Pointing at Fa'ol who had a big hole in his chest, Valeera asked in distress: "How should we deal with his injury? We can't just leave it like this, right?"
"emmmmm..."
Sarlayan smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "If you ask me, I don't know either."
"Drew Yin's healing techniques are all derived from the power of life. They heal injuries by stimulating physical activity. They are completely different from the overbearing repair ability of Holy Light."
"Perhaps using holy light can heal Archbishop Fao's broken sternum, but it's a pity that I can't."
"Ahem...don't bother you two."
Fa'ao, who was lying on his back on the ground, woke up at some point and said softly in a hoarse voice that was different from when he was alive: "I'd better do it myself."
Sarlayan's vitality detection is specifically aimed at the living and is completely ineffective against undead souls like Fao. He doesn't know when Fao regained consciousness.
And judging from his words and deeds, it was obvious that Xia Jing had gotten rid of the undead rage left behind by Gading before he left and had regained his sanity.
Sarlayan and Valeera looked at each other, their muscles tense up unnoticeably and they were on alert.
Valeela, who was in charge of the negotiations, tentatively asked Fa'o, who had just sat up, "Archbishop Fa'o, can you understand the current situation?"
"Ha..." Fa'ao smiled bitterly and stretched out his blue-gray hands to look at it: "I probably know what's going on, but I didn't expect that I would return to the world in this way. Things are unpredictable."
Just like the information provided by the barrage, after Fao's body died, his soul was not taken away by the leader of the Shadow Realm, Grien, but lingered around his graveyard in the form of an earthbound spirit. .
Through the fragmentary information provided by the believers who came to pilgrimage, Faol was very worried about the situation in Lordaeron after his death.
Terenas was seriously ill in bed, and the two successors had plans to inherit the throne. At that time, Faol, who was shrewd, boldly predicted that there would be a civil war for the throne in Lordaeron in the future.
Faol could be said to have watched Arthas and Calia grow up, and he had some understanding of the characters of those two children.
Regardless of whether it is Alsace or Calia, Faol believes that they have the ability to be kings of a country, but the two siblings have completely different styles and concepts of governing the country.
Arthas, who was instilled in Menethil's authoritative tradition by Terenas since childhood, perfectly inherited Terenas' will. In Calia's words, Arthas's "Tao" is the tradition of the Menethil family. The domineering.
Calia, who accepted Sharlayan's teaching and guidance, realized long ago that this path was not suitable for her, and she chose the gentler royal path.
When Faol's soul was worried about the future of Lordaeron, under the operation of the group of psychics who suddenly arrived, his soul was forcibly pulled back into his long-dead body, and returned to the world in the form of an undead. years of life.
Faao, who was in a daze, couldn't react for a moment. When his soul and body were reintegrated, he suffered the influence of the undead violent spell and was unable to control his body.
Fao knew exactly what happened during his seizure. Fortunately, the people standing in front of him were the powerful Sarlayan and Valeera. If he accidentally hurt an innocent person, he would definitely feel even more worried. Feel sorry for yourself.
Faol is not a purely bad person, otherwise he would not have been able to lay such a large foundation for the Holy Light Church during the peak period of Terenas, who was extremely controlling.
But in any case, Alonsos Faol's camp classification is definitely orderly and good. There is no doubt about this, but his methods of dealing with things are not as pedantic as a real saint.
No matter what the reason was, Faao, who had sorted out his thoughts, clearly understood the current situation.
He was "resurrected" and awakened by psychics as an undead creature, commonly known as the undead.
Faol's calm attitude surprised both Sarlayan and Valeela. They thought that the saint would not be able to accept his "fall" into the undead.
"Haha~"
Noticing the change in their eyes, Fa'ao, who was repairing his sternum with the same warm holy light, smiled kindly.
That's right, kind.
This word is somewhat strange to use on an undead with a hard expression, but this is how Sarlayan and Valeela really feel at this moment.
"You two, don't be so surprised. Old man, I have lived my whole life and have seen many strange things."
"Although I was a little surprised to be transformed into an undead, it is not completely unacceptable. After all... there are still things I can do in this world, and there are places where I can use my remaining energy, right?"
Sarlayan was impressed by Faol's mentality. Perhaps only a person who did not take pleasure in things or feel sorrow in himself was worthy of the title of "Saint" given to him by Lordaeron and the Holy Light believers.
"So... let's get back to the point."
Quickly repairing the hole in his chest with the overbearing holy light, Faao's expression became more serious.
"Children, what has happened to the world after my death? Whose minions are those black-robed men who manipulate the power of death? What is the outcome of the battle for the throne of Lordaeron?"
Through Fao's last question, Sarlayan could roughly determine the time when his consciousness would wake up.
Sarlayan smiled and pressed his hands down slightly: "Don't be anxious, please allow me to do it one by one."
"Your first two questions involve too much and cannot be explained clearly in a few sentences. Let me answer the last question you are most concerned about first."
"Just now, I received the latest news from the Royal City of Lordaeron."
"The Knights of the Silver Hand made a final statement that officially ended the battle for the throne that lasted for more than a year. Terenas' eldest daughter, Princess Calia Menethil, received their full support."
