The founding ceremony of the Order of the Silver Dawn was very simple, full of the usual conciseness of the knights, but the subsequent collective baptism ceremony of 500 new knights still made the spectators excited, which is difficult to see elsewhere.

The intense, solemn, grand and sacred religious ceremony shocked many unbelievers from the Federation.

So after the ceremony, many people in the three chapels in the Hand of Tyr Castle asked the priests and sisters some superficial questions about the Holy Light.

In the fantasy world of Azeroth, faith is a very important part of civilization. The biggest feature that distinguishes it from the real world is that in this world, the power of faith is real, and the faith worshiped by believers is not built on castles in the air.

On the basis of something that is visible and tangible, it will definitely be accepted by people.

And this scene also made the great knights who had worked hard for the ceremony very satisfied... The reason why they wanted to create such a simple but ritualistic founding ceremony was to take this opportunity to promote their beliefs. Now it seems that

, the effect is very good. These envoys are all well-known figures in each other's forces. Even if only one 20th of the more than 400 envoys has a good impression of the Holy Light faith, it will be a great thing for the spread of the Holy Light.

of good deeds.

Of course, the Order of the Silver Dawn was deeply influenced by the imperial culture after all, so after the ceremony, the paladins also held a cocktail party in the castle of Tyr's Hand, inviting the envoys to rest here for a while.

This kind of reception is often used to exchange power and interests.

"Congressman Gore, thank you very much for coming all the way to support the great cause of the Holy Light."

After the Grand Knight Fording held a wine glass and clinked glasses with Councilor Gore in a formal dress, the two sat in a quiet corner of the reception, chatting about some foreshadowing topics. Facing the Grand Knight's thanks, Councilor Gore shook his head with a smile.

Shaking his head:

"No, no, no, Lord Knight, although I am only a pan-believer, I respect the true faith of the Holy Light very much. You may not know that I was born in Beijun, where there is a famous monastery. When I was a child,

My parents would often take me there to listen to the pastors’ sermons, which was a rare leisure time for me when I was a child.”

"Oh, you mean North County Abbey."

Old Fording put down his wine glass clearly, looked at Senator Gore in front of him, and said softly:

"That is one of the three holy places of the Holy Light Church. Like the Holy Light's Hope Chapel and the Bright Monastery, it occupies an important position in the orthodox faith. Many famous saints appeared from there... But since

Having mentioned this topic, I would like to take the liberty of asking, Councilman Gore, based on your knowledge and predictions, do you think the Order of the Silver Dawn can reach an agreement with the Federation to take over the North County Abbey?"

"this..."

Councilor Gore didn't know how to answer this question for a while. After all, it was just a monastery. If there were no political factors involved, this request was nothing. But the problem was that North County was too close to New Stormwind City. Once something happened there,

If trouble breaks out, it's easy to detonate a bomb in the heart of the Federation.

So after thinking for a moment, Senator Gore said to Old Fording with a serious face:

"If you can guarantee that North County Abbey will not be used to deliver messages or train spies for the empire, then this matter can be discussed, but not with me, but with the federal ambassador who will come later. After all, I am only a federal ambassador.

of spectators appeared here.”

"The Order of the Silver Dawn is an independent country. We are indeed closely connected with the empire, but as a small country surrounded by federal forces, we will also consider our own safety, so we will not do those dangerous things.

"

Great Knight Fording gave Councilor Gore a guarantee in his own way, then he looked around and lowered his voice:

"Furthermore, if we don't negotiate this matter with you first, even if we reach an agreement with the federal ambassador, it will be all in vain. Who doesn't know that the land and properties in North County are now controlled by the "Veterans United"

"will"... And you, if I remember correctly, you should be a senior member of the Veterans Federation... You are the real controllers of North County. You have single-handedly raised the real estate prices in North County to appalling levels.

, am I right?"

"Ah, that's just a small attempt."

Senator Gore was exposed, but he was not angry. On the contrary, he meaningfully picked up the wine glass again and leaned comfortably on the sofa. He looked at Old Fording:

"Successful publicity has allowed us to see the strong potential of real estate, but it is a case that cannot be copied. However, what you said makes sense. The current land deed of North County Abbey is indeed kept in the hands of the Veterans Federation, but the problem is that we

Why should I help you? Old Fording, you and I are both veterans who have fought against the orcs together. For the sake of the war, I will just tell you."

"The Veterans Federation is essentially a consortium. We need to see benefits before we act. If you want to return to North County Abbey, the holy place of Holy Light faith, what can you give? The most important thing is, what can we get?

Woolen cloth?"

"Well said!"

Old Fording put the wine glass on the table, rested his chin with his hands, and looked at Senator Gore like a knight stepping onto the battlefield. He asked straightforwardly:

"Then let's have an exchange between soldiers and say! Mr. Gore, what do you want?"

"readily!"

Congressman Gore, with a reckless temperament that did not suit his status, drank all the wine in his hand, then reached out and knocked on the table. He said word by word:

"What we want is very simple...Anduin Wrynn, we want this child to become the next head of state of the Order of the Silver Dawn! If you agree to this exchange, then you will not only get the North County Monastery, but also the one currently being

We can also return the Monastery of Light in the Tirisfal region that has been sealed by the Federation to you!"

"The Veterans Federation will also spend huge sums of money to help you establish a business system in the Silver Dawn Order country, and track our sales channels, so that the people of your new country can live and work in peace and contentment... The most important thing is that in the future,

In 20 years, any military action initiated by the Federal Parliament against the Order of the Silver Dawn... will not be passed!"

Councilor Gore's request made Fording narrow his eyes. After more than ten seconds, the Grand Knight asked:

"What about 20 years from now? Anduin Wrynn, who has grown up by then, will become the actual controller of the Order of the Silver Dawn. Coupled with his deep connection with you and his background, by that time,

The Order State that we have worked so hard to establish will probably become another vassal of the Federation, right?"

"You want to trick us into selling our future? You really act like a black-hearted businessman..."

Fording's sarcasm did not make Senator Gore angry. On the contrary, the congressman stood up gracefully, straightened his collar, and said to Old Fording in a playful tone:

"Sell the future, at least you can get the present. Knight Fording, you and I both know that there are some things that you and I can't stop. The world is changing. Who knows what will happen in 20 years. Maybe the empire will not

Exists... We are always waiting for your answer, Lord Knight. Now, please forgive me for being rude, but I am going to welcome a guest from afar."

"Do you want to come along?"

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"Click"

The vibration of the fast-moving carriage slowed down and finally stopped, waking up the drowsy Anduin and Salandia. The two children opened the curtains of the carriage and looked outside the window.

The light of dusk is shining on the land of Stratholme District.

The plague, undead and demons that raged here a few years ago seem to have become a thing of the past. This land that was once ravaged by war has regained its vitality. Anduin also saw the city of Andorhal in the mist from a distance.

That city was destroyed in the Northern War, but was now rebuilt by the knights of the Order of the Silver Dawn. This city is now a border city of the Order of the Order in the western part of Stratholme, and there is a Order living in it.

knights, and hundreds of thousands of civilians who did not want to stay away from their homeland.

In the forest behind the carriage, the Sindra elves living in the Tirisfal area set up a large magic barrier outside the forest to ensure that the huge amount of magic escaping from Tirisfal would not be destroyed.

The ecological environment of the Stratholme area, but to be honest, a huge magic that can trigger the magic tide of the world cannot be blocked by a barrier at all. Therefore, in the past few years, the ecology of the Stratholme area has actually been affected by those

The effects of escaped magic.

Although it is far less terrifying than the Tirisfal region, which is located in the center of the raging magic, there are still many creatures that have been transformed by magic living in remote areas of this land.

The undead of the Order of the Silver Dawn and Stratholme City often organize hunters to clean up the magical beasts that continue to breed on this land. They also find ways to tame some magical beasts. Because of the penetration of magic, this land or

Some changes have occurred more or less, and the land here has become very suitable for the growth of those magic plants, so in the past few years, the farmers here have begun to grow some primary magic plants, and then sell them to the federation through merchants, which is also very

Made some money.

Another good news about this land is that in Quel'Thalas in the north of Stratholme, the plant riot in the high elves' ancestral land that was destroyed in the plant disaster has finally subsided, and the surging vitality there has

It was completely restored last autumn, but that land was already 100% covered by forest, and even the grand Silver Moon City had been turned into ruins in the forest.

And until the political conflict between the two sides is resolved, it will be difficult for the high elves currently in the wilderness of Kalimdor Feras to return to their homeland.

"Master Anduin, we are here!"

A knight said respectfully to Anduin and Salantia who were sitting in the carriage. The next moment, the door of the carriage opened, and Anduin, a young man in hunting clothes, jumped out of the carriage nimbly, and then turned around and pulled

Sarantia, who was wearing a skirt and had limited mobility, hugged him down. He turned to the knight and said:

"Herb, how many times have I told you not to call me Master! Just call me Anduin."

The young knight smiled and did not answer. The driver of the car brought a war horse to Anduin. The latter rode the war horse skillfully and let Salandia sit in his arms. The two grew up together.

The child doesn't think there is anything wrong with this kind of intimate gesture, but in the eyes of other knights, they will always feel that this young master seems to be a standard playboy. Even when he goes out to join the army, he has to take his fragile body with him.

together with the little maid.

"Is this the Hand of Tyr?"

Anduin pulled up the reins of the horse, and the majestic war horse neighed and walked quickly forward. The heavily armed knights followed Anduin. The little prince looked at the low castle beside the forest in front of him, and he frowned.

Brow said to the guard knight beside him:

"Herb, why is this different from what is described in my book? Shouldn't the castle of Tyr's Hand be one of the largest castles in Northern Xinjiang?"

"No, no, Master... Uh, okay, Anduin, this is not the Hand of Tyr. We have just passed the city of Andorhal."

The 23-year-old knight Herb Maxwell, the second son of Senator Maxwell, explained in detail to his young master who swore allegiance:

"The Hand of Tyr is in the southeast of Stratholme District. This is the Crown Tower, close to the old site of Darrow County. It is still half a day's journey from the Hand of Tyr, but we have already entered the area controlled by the Silver Dawn.

, my father warned me before leaving that the Silver Dawn are all old-fashioned guys, so in order to leave a good impression on them, you'd better behave like a qualified Paladin..."

"You don't need to wear armor, but a true paladin shouldn't be with girls..."

As he spoke, the loyal Herb gave Anduin a wink, indicating that he had better send the little maid in his arms back to the carriage, so as not to leave such a dissolute attitude to the paladins of the Order of the Silver Dawn.
To be continued...