Rise of the blood elves

287 [Envoy to the Kingdom of Stormwind]

Benedictus's enthusiasm was somewhat unexpected.

The church priests in the team who came to the north with Benedictus and saw the undead Archbishop Fao for the first time did not resist at all when they took care of Archbishop Fao who was frozen in a thin layer of ice on the carriage.

It was as if their reverence for Archbishop Fao was not diminished at all by his physical transformation.

Angmar still underestimated Alonsos Faol's influence in the church.

Just think about it, just because the Holy Light Church actually raised funds spontaneously to express its gratitude and sent a large amount of precious materials to the blood elves, you can tell one thing or two.

"Then let us set off, Archbishop."

Angmar asked.

Since there was hospitality from Prince Kael'thas, Benedictus and his entourage must have been properly entertained last night and early this morning.Angmar, who once served as a royal advisor, has seen the thoroughness of royal hospitality.

Looking at the radiant faces of these pastors, there is no need to think too much. Breakfast must have been eaten long ago.

"Okay," Benedictus nodded and said with a smile: "After the visit, I will definitely pay a visit to the mission house. Mr. Archmage, in the past few months, you have selflessly shared the artifact with The rumor that the Silver Hand led the coalition of tribes to defeat the Scourge has long spread throughout the Kingdom of Stormwind. I have many things to talk to you about."

"No, it's time for me to pay a visit to the Archbishop in person." Angmar said humbly again.

During this brief meeting, Benedictus left a very good impression on Angmar.

Noble, humble, and selfless, this archbishop who devoutly believes in the Holy Light, takes over the mantle of Fa'ao, and leads the Church of the Holy Light seems to be able to find all the virtues praised by others.

But even such a saint in the eyes of believers eventually fell into the arms of the ancient gods.

Angmar wanted to know how this happened.

"Then let's go, please."

The two of them showed humility to each other and led the team into the portal one after another.

There was a lively scene outside Stormwind City.

Two rows of surprisingly uniform ceremonial soldiers stood on both sides of the road. The neat queue stretched from the city gate to a kilometer away. They held their heads high and their chests high. They were extremely powerful. They were wearing brand-new armor. The golden lion badge on a blue background was engraved on the shield. The spotless metal surface is shiny, showing the royal demeanor.

After hearing the news that the blood elf envoy was about to visit this morning, even the residents of Goldsmith Town, who were dozens of kilometers outside the city, rushed over to watch the excitement.

The crowd was blocked from the road by a wall of soldiers, standing on tiptoes and looking around.

There were not only nearby residents, but also many caravans coming from all over the kingdom.They originally planned to enter the city early in the morning to complete the tax payment process as early as possible so that they could get a good seat at the free market for foreign caravans in the trade area. However, unexpectedly, they were blocked outside the city by the huge welcoming ceremony.

"Their armor is so beautiful," a five-year-old girl riding on her father's shoulders said, pointing to the soldiers.

The girl's father and wife looked at each other and sighed deeply.

The three members of this family were all dressed in rags and dusty. They were obviously not "Elwynites" or "city dwellers" who lived a relatively comfortable life in Elwynn Forest. Instead, they looked more like they had just returned from being in a mess caused by the Defias brothers. Refugees escaping from the desperate western wilderness.The skin that faces the loess all year round and has its back turned to the sky, tanned by the scorching sun, and chapped by the sea breeze is the best proof.

Only the little girl's eyes were still clear.

There were many refugees like them in the crowd.

"Son, beautiful armor can't be used on the battlefield." The father said sadly.

Yes, although it does not mean that the defense power is worse than ordinary standard equipment, but for a kingdom that is forced by the war to overdraw its productivity and step up arms production, this kind of armor that cares too much about appearance obviously cannot meet the cost-effective requirements. production requirements.

The man-hours required to create such a suit of armor would be enough to arm a dozen soldiers.

"I heard that we are going to join the war." A local looked at the family of three with pity.

Everyone knows the tragic experience of the people in the Westfall, but there is nothing they can do except sympathize with them and help them as much as possible.

"Join the Holy Light. Isn't the king ready to eliminate the bandits in the western wilderness?" the girl's father said in surprise.

An onlooker wearing a straw hat and overalls stained with hay and dressed as a groom spoke bitterly: "Can't you see? Otherwise, why would those blood elves visit us? Aren't they just here to discuss participating in the war?" I really can’t understand the king’s thoughts, leaving the Defias gangsters alone and actually going to participate in a war that doesn’t belong to us.”

"Keep your voice down!" Someone immediately covered the groom's mouth. It is not a good thing for such radical remarks to spread.

The girl's father lowered his head in disappointment.

When did this country become like this?

A year ago, the Defias Brotherhood began to cause trouble in Westfall.The prosperous town of Yuexi was captured and became the base camp of these villains.However, the authorities ignored the situation and for a whole year, not a single soldier was sent to the Western Wilderness.Had it not been for the heroic resistance of the local militia led by Colonel Grian Stallman during the Second War, the Westfall might have been completely lost.

Have the nobles of the kingdom forgotten how the Defias Brotherhood came about? If they had not refused to pay the Stonemason Brotherhood's project fee to rebuild Stormwind City, how could Edwin VanCleef, the president of the Stonemason Brotherhood, be so angry? Under the circumstances, he led the masons to turn into bandits.

It has been 14 years since the end of the Second War, when the people of the Kingdom of Storm returned to this land and started rebuilding with the funds raised by the Holy Light Church. It took thousands of masons a full 14 years to let Storm The city has regained its grandeur before it was destroyed by the orcs.

But the nobleman's promise turned out to be nothing more than a blank check.The masons' 14 years of hard work and advance payment for the project were all in vain.

At first, there were still people who sympathized with Edwin Van Cleef and the stonemasons, but after they had done so many evil deeds, slaughtered so many people in the Westfall, and displaced more people, no one had any sympathy for them anymore. .

He's right, the girl's father thought.

King Varian Wrynn was no match for his brilliant father, Llane Wrynn.

Alas, it would be great if King Ryan was still alive. The kingdom is in such chaos that he would never allow such a thing to happen.

"If you ask me, even the priests of the Holy Light Church are idiots and they actually took our charity money to support the blood elves." The groom threw away the hand covering his mouth and said viciously.

People were immediately startled and took two steps back. The eyes they looked at him were no longer friendly, but turned to anger.

"boom"

The peasant woman next to him hit him hard, "You are the idiot. You must not have paid a single coin when collecting donations. It was the blood elves who saved our archbishop, and we should repay them. If the kingdom hadn't participated in the war, I would have thought Let my three sons join the army.”

"Yeah, how can you judge the church like that?"

"If it weren't for the church's rescue, we refugees in the western wilderness would have starved to death long ago. Most of the money raised by the church was used to relieve us. You shouldn't say that, sir." The girl's father just returned the message I agreed with the groom very much, but at this time I was very angry.

The Holy Light Church, which spans the seven countries, has no stains from its founding to the present.They provide free medical care, and any civilian who despises illness can receive proper treatment in the church chapel.

Not only that, in the earlier First and Second Wars, the church also contributed a lot. Before the establishment of the Knights of the Silver Hand, the mortality rate of priests even exceeded that of the nobles and real nobles who took the lead. Instead of these being only seen today, The boastful "noble lord" in the magnificent palace.

The Church of Holy Light has made an indelible contribution to the reconstruction of the Kingdom of Stormwind.It is very deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In terms of prestige, the people's respect for the Holy Light Church far exceeds that of the current Stormwind Kingdom authorities. After all, the king is too chilling.

"So what if I don't pay, it doesn't stop me from expressing my opinion. I don't know what you think about joining the war and leaving the Defias gangsters alone, but helping the Yankees." The groom dismissed the verbal criticism from the people around him.

People were very angry at this groom, but they couldn't find any words to refute.

"My eldest son has already joined the Westfall People's Army formed by Colonel Grian Stroman. Our family has also set up a barn for more than 20 Westfall refugees to live in. We use last year's food reserves to support them. You, in addition to hiding You talk nonsense behind others, what have you done to show off your words, but in fact you hide faster than anyone else?" Only the peasant woman proudly puffed out her plump breasts and spoke very sharply.

The groom closed his mouth angrily, rubbed his sore back, and said no more.