Three days after waking up, Orix finally figured out his situation.

Bridget was almost spreading him as a saint, who was born with auspicious signs, and his nineteen years of life was ordinary, and when the catastrophe was approaching, he followed the will of the holy light to save the world.

Now everyone in the city of Stantamsom knew about his deeds, and his influence was still spreading slowly to other areas of East Lordaeron over time through the mouths of believers.

These days he has been going to the city chapels to preside over prayer ceremonies. Every time he is crowded, everyone wants to see with his own eyes what the saints look like. Especially those devout believers, they almost burst into tears when they see him.

When he went to the headquarters of the Knights of Silver Hands, the courtesy he received was even more different from the past. Everyone was surrounded by stars. He even learned that the current Archbishop of the Church of Holy Light was coming from the Storm Kingdom and was about to "receive" his saint.

Although in the original history, the Church of Holy Light did not have a fixed headquarters. In the game, Benedictus, who eventually fell into a slave to the ancient god, stayed in Stormwind because at that time, all the northern countries were basically destroyed - in fact, they would occasionally go to Gilness and Kurtiras.

But the Holy Light Church with countless believers and the transcendent faith organization of the entire human race can be regarded as a behemoth across the seven countries.

The Archbishop of such a sect actually asked Orix to meet him, but came to see the people he wanted to meet in person. What treatment is this?

It was simply not as high as this one, and Orix felt guilty.

He felt that he had really done nothing. He said that he was a little clever, but after all, he found the most correct person at the most appropriate time and used the most suitable method to leverage the victims to realize the existence of the Scourge in advance.

But if he was destroyed, he would not fight with the Curse Sect, he would not fight with real swords and guns, and he would not catch up with the dirty and tiring work, but he became the savior whom everyone hoped for... This is a bit too much.

However, he also understood that he was preconceived. If he did not have the convenience of the time traveler's perspective, he could indeed be called a hero if he quietly resolved a crisis.

The king was very considerate and worried that he would not be able to travel far after he recovered from a serious illness. He specially left a few days for him to recover and sent someone to summon him this morning.

"This dress... may not be suitable."

In the bedroom, the old butler Langton and a group of servants were busy choosing suitable clothes for Orix.

Since I got the news in advance, I asked the best tailor in Stansom to drive it out. After all, I have to meet His Majesty the King and attend such an important formal occasion, without a proper appearance.

Although he was so busy that he was overwhelmed with sadness on his face, he obviously had not recovered from the blow half a month ago. Perhaps it was because of the scene that he was moved by the scene. He thought that more than ten years ago, when the Second War just ended, he helped the master select decent clothes so that he could be decent enough when he met His Majesty and received the award.

"Okay, just this one."

Orix called the servant to stop and chose a black robe that he could see. In fact, these thirty or so expensive clothes were no different in his opinion. It would be enough to be serious enough, but it would be unnecessary to care too much.

"Young Master, are you sure? This dress is more suitable for wearing when attending a funeral." Old Langton gave a very wise suggestion.

In the end, Orix replaced another black and white one, at least not that heavy.

When the servant helped to keep the brooch and tie the buttons, he looked at Old Langton's expression and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

This old housekeeper has served the Rivendale family for the rest of his life. When he arrived at Orix, he has served for three generations and has long been inseparable from this family.

What happened half a month ago was a bolt from the blue for him. Seeing Baron Rivendale who grew up suddenly became an unforgivable sinner, he actually intended to do such a thing to his hometown. After being arrested, he turned into a corpse in front of him... He could not accept such facts, either emotionally or rationally.

Old Langton pushed his glasses, squinted his eyes, and carefully pinned the collar needle to the collar of Orix's shirt. He seemed to notice his young master's thoughts, and forced a smile and said, "Young master, don't worry about me, you..."

Of course Orix is ​​fine, after all, the original owner's father has nothing to do with him.

But facing the old Langton who was saddened by the death of Baron Rivendale, he felt very cold-blooded. He wanted to persuade him but didn't know how to speak, so he had to shake his head and said, "Lanton, if you want to hold on, I still have to count on you."

"Young Master, I am almost seventy years old. In a few years, I may not even be able to walk steadily. What else can you expect from me?"

Old Langton smiled and said. Perhaps it was because of the experience not long ago that the old man's mood changed a little, and his tone was quite like he wanted to retire.

"If in the future, the Scourge makes a comeback and Lordaeron's whole country falls, and I lead the people to protect Lordaeron's last fire in Stantolme... Then that day comes, I think I need you to take care of a lot of things for me."

Orix knew that that day was coming.

The poisonous snake curled up, just accumulating strength for the next attack.

The Lich King will not give up on the overall plan against the Eastern Continent and the Northlands due to a temporary defeat, and will not wait for his "pioneer general" to return in failure.

...

After everything was ready, Orix set out on the road.

A royal wizard was waiting outside, and opened the portal and sent him directly to the main gate of the palace in the capital of Lordaeron. According to tradition, the summoned persons must enter from the main gate of the palace, walk to the throne hall to meet His Majesty the King, and receive the commendation.

The imagined scene did not appear, there were no people who were welcomed by the way and the petals flying all over the sky, and no one shouted their names wildly - Orix certainly knew that he had not made such great contributions. This fame could be at most among the believers in the Stantamsome region. To put it bluntly, it was only the top leaders of Dalaran and the Knights of the Silver Hand that really valued themselves.

However, the reception specifications still scared him a little.

The sunshine at noon shines on the palace, bringing everything into magnificence.

A red carpet with gold edges stretched from under his feet to the throne hall in the distance. Although there was no crowd that could be seen at all, the tall and mighty royal guards were lined up on both sides, with their heads raised and their chests raised, full of momentum. I don’t know whether it was done specifically to welcome him or that it was like this on weekdays.

The nobles of the capital, standing behind the guards, frequently cast curious eyes at him, the summoner who had just walked out of the portal, as if they wanted to see if he was as rumored.

Orix was dressed in a tidy dress and striding towards the Throne Hall. Compared to what he experienced in the year in the dungeon, the scene in front of him could only be considered a small scene.

Walking through the arched gate that opened, and passing the last two royal guards, the light and shadow changed. When his eyes adapted to the relatively dark indoor light, Orix saw clearly the Northern King Terenas Minaihill II sitting on the throne;

The ministers who stood in a large number of hands and waited for his arrival;

And on the left and right, Princess Galia Minaihill, who sat beside her father, and Prince Alsace Minaihill.
Chapter completed!