The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Because in the eyes of the demon hunter, she saw a familiar look, which was the look that the hunter would only appear when she saw the prey stepping into the trap step by step.

"Really? Even if it's... undead creatures?"

Chapter 2998: Worried Elders

Tonight, the Holy Light Cathedral welcomed two special guests.

"Please come in, I'm sorry for the delay. I know it's not early, but this matter is very important."

Anduin made a please gesture to the two invited guests: "Thank you very much for taking the time."

In the Holy Light Cathedral, after the sixth bell ringing in the evening, the praying believers have left, but there are still some deacons and apprentices in the church busy, cleaning the altar, cleaning the church stairs and the red carpet laying on the ground . The Holy Light Cathedral, built entirely of marble, will always remain spotlessly pure white.

"It's really wasted a lot of time, child." Genn exchanged doubtful eyes with the heavily armored General Shengguang beside him: "For the elderly, time is precious, but I think we can still find some time. Talk to young people, lest we become outdated old guys."

"Indeed, Your Highness."

The general's armor exudes a soft golden light. If you look closely, you will find that this is a layer of crystals covering the armor, and every piece of crystal is flowing with the power of the holy light, just like in the armor, with crystal decoration as a pattern of light flowing. The general's hair was gray and weather-beaten, and there was a scar on the corner of his mouth, which spread upward to the ears covered by the white hair. Under the pair of sword eyebrows, there are a pair of firm eyes.

"You should have heard of the advice I gave to my father in Stormwind Fortress."

Anduin saw a touch of disappointment in Gene's eyes.

"Yes, we heard." The old king said: "I can probably guess what is your purpose for us to come here. But before that, Anduin, I also have something to discuss with you. I once talked to your father about this matter, but this matter is related to you, so Varian thought that I should ask your opinion directly."

The werewolf king looked at Anduin, and sadness was rare in his voice: "If my son Liam is still alive, he should be older than you and as good as you. When I lost my child, I was more than He has lost a relative and a part of his soul... He is a good son and an excellent heir. In the future, he will definitely become a wise king. When the **** banshee shoots with a dark arrow When facing me, he blocked the blow. At the time, I almost thought I would never recover. I have my daughter Tess, and my wife Mia. Tess is as smart and brave as her brother And strong. But my love for my son will never come back, and he has not been able to leave me a lovely grandson."

Anduin listened quietly.

Although he hadn't seen Liam, he knew about it. Sylvanas, the banshee king, invades Gilneas, and Prince Liam leads the people against the undead and died in the final battle.

"Later, I met another young man who was as good as him. Maybe I can't provide much guidance, but I think I should be able to give him some advice. If I can understand this earlier, I will divert my attention sooner. In the family, I will tell Liam. For human beings, life is too short and the fate is unpredictable, whether it is a commoner or a king. For the king, keep your precious things in the hands of safe people. Is the most important." He paused: "So, Anduin, do you still have no suitable candidates for the princess?"

Anduin suddenly regretted inviting Gene.

"You are not young anymore, Anduin. In my youth, when the prince celebrated his tenth birthday, the king would look for candidates in other noble families and royal houses. They would usually get engaged when they were fourteen. Then we got married at the age of 16, and left healthy offspring for the family as soon as possible. You are already 20, but now you have no intention of getting married. Not just me, your father Varian also wants to see you and one Well-known women get married. You often go to the temple, can’t you spare some time to participate in a few formal dances? Or go to the theater. Unless you have actually fallen in love with a certain female knight or priest, but you should also let you Father and I know about this."

"Thank you very much for your concern, Gene." Anduin pondered the words in his mind: "But we still have time, I'm still young, and, so far, I haven't seen anyone who can move my heart. Madam. I don’t want to make a promise easily, and I don’t want to spend the rest of my life with a lady I don’t know. And, Genn, didn’t you also choose another path? Marry a lady who really loves you. "

Gene frowned: "I didn't go this way, it doesn't mean that this way won't work. I know it's not like a romantic love story in a novel, but it's not a strange problem among the royal family. My daughter Tess, she is the same age as you..."

Anduin sighed.

He believed that Gene had definitely recommended Tess as his wife in front of his father.

It's just that Anduin didn't know, Tess was nearby, only a few walls away from them.

"...Undead? Could it be that you have friends among the forgotten?"

Tess and Zelin strolled in the prayer room of the cathedral. The Bright Cathedral has many rooms and a basement of the same size as the ground building. White oil candles provide a little light for this sealed room, and the inscriptions on the back of the bookcase sparkle in the candlelight.

"No, how do you say it, you know, the places I have been to are not just Azeroth." Zelin pondered the words in his mind: "There is a place that has been destroyed, and the people there have become A creature similar to the undead. It is a very terrible curse that will gradually turn all living people into living corpses and lose their minds. You should have seen her before Skellyjie’s battle against Eridin, her name is Frid ."

"Is she an undead?" Tess showed an unexpected look: "She is no different from ordinary people."

"She came back from the dead." Zelin said: "If the undead of Azeroth is so defined, then she is indeed an undead. Sometimes, I worry that she can't find a goal, and she has no sustenance. . If I can find a suitable belief for her, a better way of life, instead of continuing to stay in a tomb, coldly and quietly shrinking in the corner, perhaps to her future, to her The soul is good."

Of course, this has nothing to do with Frid, nor is it Zelin's true thoughts. Frid might not be interested in the Holy Light either.

But as long as Tess takes it seriously, that's enough.

Chapter 2999: Inviting the Lord to Enter the Urn

"Preaching to the undead..."

Tess's face was awkward.

If it was someone else, then she would definitely take this sentence as a silly joke, or a malicious insult to the Holy Light.

But Zelin...

She remembered Frid, it is said that she came from a magnificent world. Tess thought that she could find a place like the world of demon hunters again, but unfortunately, a female knight who talked jerky later told her that the world and her hometown were destroyed in endless darkness. And they are only a few survivors. If it weren't for Zelin, she would have become a stiff walking corpse many years ago.

This is a good opportunity to spread the faith of the Holy Light in another world.

But is she going to tell the pastor that they are preaching against a group of undead?

"It's okay, Tess."

Zelin sighed: "I know this is difficult. I heard that for the Holy Light Church, the undead are natural enemies, unclean things, creations of evil magic, and creatures that should be purified by the Holy Light. I just Suddenly think of this, but if it makes you feel tricky, just assume that I haven't said anything. I heard Yamily say that in Kalimdor, there are some totem beliefs related to the soul." , He scratched the back of his head suspiciously: "Although I don't understand what use painting some strange patterns on a wooden column can do. But as long as it is useful..."

"No, it's not difficult at all."

Tess said without hesitation: "Actually, in my eyes, uh." She paused: "Undead creatures...I am not a fanatic, and I don't have too much prejudice against them. I have been with Fu Miss Led had talked, she looked very sane and a reliable comrade on the battlefield. Even among the unclean things that came back from the dead, there would be some noble souls. Fortunately, Miss Frid is one of them. But I doubt whether she can bear the power of the Holy Light, which is very dangerous. Maybe I can discuss with the priests to find a safer way without contact with the undead. Under the premise of the Holy Light itself, understand the doctrine of the Holy Light."

Tess decided in her heart. The pastors must not be told that the missionary documents they want to prepare for non-human beings are actually for the undead.

This is not a question that she told the pastors that all this is for the alliance and can dispel doubts. Some pastors are very strong in their faith, and can even be called fanaticism. They are the most brave and fearless warriors in the fight against the undead. But in certain problems that require diplomatic solutions, fanatics will only do bad things.

"This is really great." Zelin seemed to heaved a sigh of relief: "Fred should be very happy. However, you can rest assured that as far as I know, some undead will not be affected by the Holy Light, but even I can pray for the power from the Holy Light. That’s why I consulted you about this matter."

There was a gleam of alertness in Tess's heart.

"What did you say?" She asked tentatively: "You said...oh~ this is not a funny joke, nor is it a problem that can be solved by personal self-comfort. Believe it or not, the Holy Light will purify the dead . Just like ice and snow will melt in the sun, this is a theorem, a natural law, which cannot be violated, and is not transferred by personal will."

"Really?"

Ze Lin pretended to be surprised: "But... I saw a forgotten pastor not long ago. Kind and kind."

Tess laughed.

Realizing that Zelin didn't laugh out loud, she suddenly put her smile away and stared at the demon hunter with a serious face: "Where?!"

"Uh, I can take you to meet him, but it may be meeting with other people, so we have to find a safe auditorium..."

"I'm not joking, Demon Hunter!" Tess took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her anxiety and anxiety: "Tell me, where is he?!"

The forgotten?

Pastor?

How is this possible!

But Tess knew there was a power that could be found in the power of shadows in the holy light. Shadow priests, they can use shadows to flog the enemy from the spiritual and soul level, and curse the enemy. Even some powerful shadow priests can control a person's thoughts and behavior.

Mind control!

This is absolutely not allowed behavior. At least as far as Tess knew, no one in the Holy Light Church would do this, and the priests of the blood elves would not use mind control. Although the proud Sin'dorei had joined the tribe, in the eyes of the Alliance, compared to the barbarians of Kalimdor, the blood elves were still a civilized race, and they knew what the bottom line was.