Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 652 205. When the Holy Light No longer protects you

An hour later, Varian and His Holiness the Pope returned to Stratholme as promised.

The Great Knight Dathrohan and the Holy Hammer Silver Hand stayed in Greymane Manor. The holy power of the Holy Hammer can indeed suppress the dark power that is ready to move within Lord Darius Crowley.

But it can only be suppressed and cannot be eliminated.

This shocked everyone who was accompanying them.

The Silver Hand is the weapon of Tyr, the former God of Justice. It can even repel big demons like the Defiler. Theoretically, there should be no cursed power in the material world that cannot be removed by it.

Unless there is no dark curse in Lord Crowley's body!

That makes sense.

In the absence of professional mismatch, no matter how holy the Holy Hammer is, it cannot drive away evil things that do not fall within its jurisdiction.

The pope was well-informed, but he was also completely confused about the situation of the northern lords.

He even held up his body and personally released a legendary dispersion technique, which dispersed most of the magic barriers in the entire manor, but he still could not get rid of the power of darkness in Darius Crowley's body.

This is not a problem that the Holy Light can solve.

However, the old pope raised a possibility.

Perhaps Genn can ask for help from the druids and moon priests who are still traveling in the northern border, and pray to the power of nature and the divine power of Elune, and maybe he can find a way to save the northern lords.

Since it was determined that the curse could not be removed, there was no point in the Pope staying there, and the time for the baptismal ceremony was approaching, so he returned to Stratholme.

In the chapel, all the paladins who were about to be baptized were ready.

Varian searched among the crowd, and finally found Alsace sitting alone in the corner of the church. His mood was a little depressed, and the expression on his face was very lonely.

It seemed like he had suffered a blow.

Varian felt suddenly relieved and hurried forward. Just as he was about to ask, he saw Alsace raising his head, pursed his lips, and said in a difficult tone:

I I know.

Huh? What do you know?

The young king asked, and the little prince clenched his fists, lowered his head, and said in shame:

The truth about Marshal Lothar's assassination, I sneaked into the file room and took a peek at the files. I knew that my father played a disgraceful role in this matter.

I just don't understand, why would he do that?

He has clearly praised Marshal Lothar on many occasions and said that he is the real mainstay of the human kingdom. He has clearly said that he is willing to do anything to ensure the safety of Marshal Lothar.

He told me the same thing, and he encouraged me to become a Marshal.

He said that everyone should learn from Marshal Lothar.

Why did he do that?

this

Varian looked at Arthas' broken eyes. The heroic image of his father in this child's heart had collapsed, and another person he regarded as a hero almost died in the conspiracy involving his father.

The double blow left Alsace no longer as full of energy and unyielding vitality as before.

Like a wilted flower, even if the sun still shines, it can no longer simply gain strength from the light. Darkness overtook him.

The young king didn't know how to comfort Arthas.

He hesitated for several minutes before speaking with difficulty:

The world of adults is complicated, Alsace.

Not because he did one bad thing, he is a bad person. Your father was a great king who protected his people well and fulfilled his responsibilities.

You told me before that Marshal Lothar's last words were that we humans are so ugly, right?

Arthas looked at Varian.

His eyes were filled with tears. He pinched the corners of his armor and said in a sobbing tone:

Does the Marshal also think I'm ugly? I enjoy the resources my father gave me with peace of mind. I declare that I want to pursue justice, but I was born in darkness.

I can never separate myself from my father, and I share in his sins.

You never told me to protect me, right?

You know I can't take it.

You're not as fragile as you think.

Varian reached out and took the crying Arthas into his arms.

The little prince also hugged Varian's waist and buried his head in his chest. If it weren't for the surrounding environment, he would have wanted to cry.

He's just a kid.

But he endured a cruel truth that he shouldn't have to bear. He was completely unprepared to accept the true side of the cruel world.

You are strong, Arthas. You have seen the darkness, and you must believe that you can dispel them with light. If you can't accept it, then change it!

Varian patted Arthas on the shoulder and said:

“Don’t dwell in the past, look forward.

Those tragic things that we cannot change have come to an end. All we can do is seize the present and use our hands to stop those despairs when they come again in the future.

Those people and things you hate, never let yourself be them.

Um

Arthas was sobbing. He raised his head, crying like a tabby cat, and looked at Varian. He asked:

Tell me honestly, Varian, do you hate them? Do you hate my father?

I don't have that qualification.

Varian showed a helpless smile, sighed, and said:

His Majesty Terenas graciously and kindly accepted me and my people when my country needed it most. Without his support, the Kingdom of Stormwind would never have been rebuilt.

To him, I am forever grateful.

but.

Again, the world is very complicated, Alsace.

I have only just begun to learn to accept them, let darkness and light coexist in my heart, and try to stick to my will and not let the light be overwhelmed by the darkness.

You must hate them.

Alsace wiped his eyes, and the little prince gritted his teeth and said:

Because I hate it too!

I won't let them go. Since it was my father who did something wrong, I would personally help him make up for it. Those involved in this matter, I will not let any of them go!

Alsace!

Varian scolded in a deep voice:

This is not what a Paladin should think. You cannot use your power wantonly because of personal hatred. The Holy Light will not allow it.

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Alsace was about to speak when he heard the singing of psalms coming from the church. The Pope with a cane also appeared outside the church wearing a priest's robe and being escorted by a great knight.

The baptismal ceremony is about to begin.

Be firm and don't think too much.

Varian glanced at Arthas worriedly, warned him, and returned to his seat.

The little prince moved his fingers, quickly wiped his eyes, and entered the team. He was the second to be baptized, and the first was naturally Varian Wrynn.

The paladins present had no complaints about this arrangement.

Although we are all brothers and sisters with the same beliefs, after all, we all live in the material world, right?

There are always other factors that interfere with people.

Besides, given His Majesty Varian's performance in the previous Dalaran incident, and considering his age, he is fully qualified to be the first to receive the honor of baptism.

The Holy Light will reveal the destiny of the good warriors today, and the Knights of the Silver Hand are honored to accept you on the path of protection, healing and punishment.

It is faith that allows us to face the invasion of darkness, and it is the solace of the Holy Light that keeps our souls alive.

Praise the Holy Light!

The old pope was very tired, so the opening remarks of this baptismal ceremony were extremely concise.

But no one cares about this.

Those who can be selected to become paladins are very sincere believers in their faith. For them, the beauty of rhetoric is nothing compared to the enlightenment from the holy light that illuminates the soul.

This ceremony is actually just a formality.

The people who can stand here are all warriors who can skillfully use the power of the Holy Light. They do not need a baptism to strengthen the connection between themselves and the Holy Light.

At least, that's the case for most people.

However, for a religion that has existed for more than two thousand years, a sense of ritual is indispensable. Even the most simple ceremony must be solemn and solemn.

Varian Wrynn, valiant king protected by the Light, comes forward.

The Pope tapped the holy water basin next to him several times, and then called Varian forward. He looked at the outstanding young ruler in front of him kindly, and said in a tone of relief and expectation:

You have inherited the wisdom of King Ryan and the bravery of Marshal Lothar. Today, the Holy Light will give you a strength. Use it to protect the people, dispel darkness, and resist evil.

Use it to your advantage, kid.

The Pope dabbed his fingers dipped in holy water on the King's forehead.

This action is also very particular.

It is said that more than 2,000 years ago, the saints of the tribal human civilization applied war paint to the soldiers who went to war.

It itself represents a blessing of strength.

This action itself does not contain power, it is just a ritual, but the moment the Pope lowered his finger, something surprising happened.

King Varian stood before him like a ignited flame.

Golden holy light surged out of his body, and to Varian's own surprise, the solid holy light turned into a flame-like gesture, lingering outside his armor.

A little bit of light bloomed, and the church in the daytime was enveloped in this warm and scorching light.

When the Pope saw this scene, excitement appeared in his tired eyes.

He has only seen this kind of Holy Light in the great knights, and Varian is only seventeen years old this year. Holy Light, this young man will definitely become a light messenger to spread the majesty of the Holy Light in the future.

He has a bright future!

Holy light is joyful!

The old pope said with a happy tone, he regarded the scene in front of him as a miracle of the Holy Light.

But if the smelly pirate Black were here, he would tell the old pope with disdain.

This is just Varian completing the transfer ceremony.

The legendary career of Holy Light Lord that was sealed in his career system was opened by this baptism ceremony. This was not a miracle of the Holy Light.

This is just because Varian pays attention to exercise on weekdays, never slacks off, and is good at learning, and he also has two great knights as his mentors.

All this resulted in him having the foundation and ability to start a legendary career before he became an official Paladin.

But from another perspective, a young man started this powerful inheritance at the age of seventeen, which is enough to call him a genius.

When Black was at least seventeen years old, he probably wouldn't be able to catch a sword from Valli.

no way.

The gap between people is so big.

This scene is also shocking enough.

The flaming holy light burning around Varian attracted the attention of several knights. After completing the ceremony, he was taken into the practice field by the knights.

He must learn to control this pure, blazing and powerful holy light, otherwise he will probably have to change his clothes or armor every half hour.

Even if the Wang family has a great business, it cannot withstand such consumption.

Arthas Menethil, the prince obsessed with justice, come forward!

The Pope leaned on his cane and called Alsace with a kind smile. Varian's miracle gave today's ceremony an excellent start.

The old pope had reason to believe that Alsace would also give him a surprise.

He had almost watched this child grow up, and the Pope knew very well how talented he was. He had even found a mentor for Arthas before he joined the Knights of the Silver Hand.

The great knight Uther, who was given the title of Lightbringer, will be personally responsible for the knight training in Alsace.

To the extent that this child is loved by the Holy Light, he will definitely become a legendary knight when he is Varian's age. He will also be the best pioneer messenger to spread the majesty of the Holy Light in the future.

You have been determined to pursue justice since you were a child. You have always been proud of being able to wield the power of the Holy Light. The Holy Light loves you so much, and that great thing has given you all the beautiful qualities.

My child, I believe that you, who are both righteous, loving and courageous, will not disappoint those who pay attention to you.

bring it on.

Accept the power the Light gives you and use it to pursue the justice within you.

The Pope spoke a few words eloquently, then put his hand in the holy water basin and wiped Alsace's forehead gently. The old pope looked at Alsace with his head lowered expectantly.

He prayed for the Holy Light in his heart, and then bestowed its blessings on the outstanding young man in front of him.

Then

As the Pope and everyone around looked at him in shock, a golden light surged from Alsace, shining like a lamp. But a second later, it was like a light bulb with poor contact, constantly flickering and collapsing into a There were golden light feathers flying all over the sky.

The old pope who was closest to the little prince even heard Holy Light's sigh of regret with his own ears.

That is definitely not an illusion!

It's not that the Holy Light gave up on the child in front of him.

It was this child who voluntarily gave up the Holy Light.

“Having seen darkness in my eyes, I am no longer qualified to pursue the righteous oath I once upheld. I am not worthy of embarking on this path that only those of light can tread.

Those evil things were not done by me.

But they are like heavy mountains weighing on my shoulders.

The real bad guys get away with it, thinking it's all just a game.

But it's not!

Alsace was sobbing and half-kneeling in front of the Pope. He said in a choked tone like a crying child making confession:

This is Holy Light's punishment for me. I'm sorry, Grandpa Fa'o, I let you down.

Hearing Alsace say the word sin, Faomian immediately understood.

The old pope let out a long sigh.

He stretched out his hand, hugged the crying Alsace into his arms, patted his back, and whispered:

“It’s okay, it’s okay, kid.

As long as you uphold justice in your heart, the Holy Light will always protect you. It doesn't matter whether you have that kind of shining power, what matters is your belief itself.

Don't punish yourself for the sins of others.

You don't deserve this.

It's us.

It's us adults who didn't do what we should do, and we didn't protect you.

Someone should be ashamed of this!

But it shouldn't be you.

With a gesture of regret and distress, His Majesty Faao comforted Alsace, who was crying louder and louder.

He said softly:

I really desperately need a break, these two 'surprises' you had today really scared me, kids.