The real banquet was held in the open-air gardens of the Royal Gardens of Lordaeron. The attendees were no longer nobles, jesters and politicians, but true friends who had fought alongside Arthas and the Alliance for many years.
At this time, the garden has been beautifully decorated by the attendants, and lamps have been hung and placed in many places. Even if the banquet is held until night, the garden will be brightly lit and will not be troubled by the dark night.
The entrance of Arthas and Jaina immediately attracted everyone's attention. Muradin and Brian, who happened to be standing nearby, immediately surrounded them.
"Hoho, Your Majesty Alsace, let us drink this drink for you!"
After saying that, Muradin and Brian directly raised the oak wine glasses and drank it. After drinking the mellow wine, they burped and wiped away a little beer foam on their beards with their hands. Alsace and Ji Anna was not in a hurry and waited quietly for the two brothers to finish their beers first.
"Well, it's great. The beer in Lordaeron is as intoxicating as the scenery." Brian laughed twice while holding the empty wine glass. "Although we have lost an old friend, we can see you grow into a new Lordaeron." King Danlon is definitely worth another drink!”
"Thank you, Brian, my father should also be happy." Arthas could feel the strong and direct emotions of the dwarf brothers. Although he was also born into a royal family, most dwarves did not have too many tricks up their sleeves. The nobles who put on airs make people feel much more comfortable.
"I have to drink another drink to make up for the fact that Magni didn't have time to come," Muradin muttered, and asked for another glass of strong wine from the attendant who was walking by. He also handed one to Alsace, "Let us Cheers to friendship!”
"Mine, Muradin!" Brian's loud voice made Muradin's ears hurt.
"Get it yourself!"
"Okay, okay!" Brian took the wine glass from the attendant angrily, and also took the goblet filled with dark red wine and handed it to Jaina, "Girl, this is for you, produced in Dalaran. The wine - haha, the taste is really fascinating, even though I don’t really like drinking this stuff.”
Gianna took the goblet with a smile, "Thank you, Brian."
She and Alsace smiled at each other, drank the wine in their glasses, and placed the glasses on the waiter's tray. The two brothers Muradin and Brian agreed, "Okay, we have delayed you long enough, everyone. I’m still waiting for you, so go quickly.”
Then the two dwarf brothers shook their wine glasses and walked away singing, arm in arm. It seemed that the two of them drank a lot before Arthas came.
Just as Jaina and Arthas were discussing who of Muradin and Brian would be carried back to their residence today, a deep and strong voice sounded.
"My lord."
Arthas heard the sound and looked over, and found that Uther was waiting for him not far away with a large number of knights of the Silver Hand.
Uther's normally stoic poker face had a rare smile on his face, and the large group of Knights of the Silver Hand behind him even winked, each holding a wine glass in their hand.
When Arthas saw this, he couldn't help but chuckle twice. Jaina patted Arthas's arm and said softly, "I'm going to find my father and mother first. You can come back to me later." .”
"As you command, my lady."
After parting ways with Jaina, Arthas quickly joined the Silver Hand's staff, including Uther, Dathrohan, Gavin Rad, Tirion, Mograine—almost all saints who could be named. The knights all joined the party today, just as they gathered together when Arthas first became a Paladin. Today they are celebrating Arthas becoming the new king and their new leader.
"Teacher, I haven't seen you for a while." Arthas greeted the paladins one by one, and finally looked at his teacher Uther.
"Haha, Your Majesty, you are already my king. Maybe you should call me by my name directly, or call me Sir." Uther raised the wine glass slightly, "This glass is my tribute to you."
"Let's just call him 'teacher'. I've gotten used to it after so many years." Arthas didn't care about the title. "Although I have become the king of Lordaeron, I still have a lot to learn."
Uther clenched his fist and hammered his solid chest, "No matter what, I will always support you - all of us will."
Everyone in the Knights nodded and made the same move as Uther, "Your Majesty Arthas, you are our eternal flag!"
"Thank you everyone," Arthas responded, "We have experienced a lot together. Whether it is saving our kingdom or our world, we have overcome all difficulties and obstacles, but the crisis we face is still far beyond our imagination. , I want to announce something today, please follow me."
Everyone in the Silver Hand followed Arthas without hesitation. Seeing everyone gathered, other members of the alliance also came over. They had long known that some important news would be released today.
Walking at the end of the crowd, Maiev rarely took off her armor and put on a seemingly simple, but actually exquisite and luxurious robe with many hidden classical embroideries. Her white hair fell like a waterfall, and beside her was the night elf. High Priest Tyrande.
"I have been feeling some very cold and evil auras...but the strange thing is that I don't feel any hostility." Maiev whispered in Tyrande's ear.
"There is nothing to worry about, Maiev, the guests here are not ordinary people," Tyrande was not as nervous as Maiev. After the events in the Emerald Dream and Silithus, this was the rare time she could relax. She originally wanted to participate with Malfurion when she had the opportunity, but the Archdruid needed to do the final cleanup work in Silithus and completely withdraw the Cenarion Council members and sentries stationed in the desert. Darnassus.
Arthas led the crowd to find Varian who was near the fountain in the center of the garden. Varian was talking to Admiral Daelin, while Jaina was with her mother Catherine.
There was also a person behind Varian. It was Bolvar who had just returned from the battlefield in Silithus. After he noticed Arthas, he immediately walked to Varian to remind him. Varian and Dailin also He stopped communicating and turned to look at Alsace.
Arthas nodded towards the two of them and came to their side. Varian and Daelin were both a little confused, because Arthas had specifically reminded them not to be too surprised by what happened today.
Finally, when the crowd gathered, Alsace turned his attention to a corner, where stood a man who was not tall or burly. He wore a hood and a mask and covered himself very tightly, but the Silver Man Everyone in his hands felt the very gentle and pure warmth of the Holy Light from his body.
A priest, or an ascetic from some monastery?
Noticing Alsace's gaze, the man slowly walked to the center of the garden. When he took off his hood and mask, and his thin face was revealed in front of everyone, the paladins were all shocked. Uther The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, and the wine in the glass spilled on his boots, as if he didn't know it.
This powerful paladin of the Silver Hand, a tough guy who never changes his face no matter what difficulties and dangers he faces, looked shocked at this moment and shouted in disbelief, "Old...teacher?!"
This man who had been staying in the corner of the garden, not talking to other people, and even having a very low sense of existence, and who was extremely well-dressed, turned out to be Uther's mentor, Archbishop Alonsus Far, who was supposed to have been dead for a long time. profound!
The members of the alliance were all stunned, even Tyrande and Maiev frowned slightly, "Undead... no, that cold aura does not come from him, he only has the Holy Light - the Holy Light can also make people act like this. Does the gesture exist?”
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