Dang——dang——dang——
Listening to the bells ringing from outside the palace and the countless cheers from the people, a faint smile finally appeared on the tense face of the elderly King Terenas sitting on the throne.
Because he knew that his painstaking efforts to create an image of a triumphant hero for his son had finally worked.
Except for those citizens who survived the massacre and the refugees who left the East Weald region to settle in Stranglethorn Valley in the south, the entire Lordaeron has basically forgotten what Arthas did in Stratholme.
After all, Tirisfal Glades and Silverpine Forest, the core and richest areas of the kingdom, are too far away from the Northern Territory.
In addition, King Terenas immediately blocked the news after learning about the Stratholme tragedy, so most ordinary people have never even heard of it.
And those nobles who got the inside information also chose to keep their mouths shut and wait and see what happened because they did not dare to easily offend the current king and the future king.
In the end, a massacre and death involving tens of thousands of people was covered up.
This is another factor why King Terenas ignores and even encourages large-scale immigration from the East Weld region to the south.
He wants everyone who remembers this event to disappear from their country.
In this way, the crown prince can continue to gain people's support and love, and in the future he can ascend the throne in a heroic way to rule the most powerful human country.
It can be said that Terenas went to great lengths to clear Arthas' name.
He even told lies with his eyes open, ignoring the hundreds of thousands or millions of undead creatures hiding deep in the mountains and forests, as well as the large tracts of land that had withered, withered, and died under the influence of the plague.
He widely publicized that his son had defeated the leader of the Scourge in Northrend, the far north, and that the remaining enemies no longer posed any threat.
In addition, the old king also specially transferred the Lightbringer Uther and the Knights of the Silver Hand led by him from the royal capital and sent them to Andorhal to garrison.
Avoid these stubborn and single-minded paladins from suddenly jumping out and saying inappropriate words on such an important occasion.
In short, he gave all his love, care and expectations to his only son, without realizing that this specially prepared celebration would soon turn into a horrific massacre.
Soon, with the sound of heavy footsteps approaching from far away, the door to the throne room that was originally closed was pushed open with a bang.
Arthas, wearing a black velvet-like cloak, walked in from outside with two of his cronies.
King Terenas saw this scene and immediately stood up from the throne excitedly.
The prince, who had become a death knight, pulled out Frostmourne, which was exuding a biting chill. In front of the surrounding guards and envoys, he lowered his sword to the ground and knelt down on one knee to salute his father, the king.
Although the whole set of actions made people feel a little bit inconsistent because they were too fast, his etiquette and posture were impeccable.
"My son, I knew you would come back with victory and glory."
The old king opened his arms and said in a proud and proud tone to the prince who was kneeling a few steps in front.
After all, when Arthas left the capital of Lordaeron, he was still a fledgling young man without much experience.
But now, almost half a year has passed, and this child who didn't understand anything at the beginning has experienced more than one fierce battle with the undead natural disaster.
They even started a killing contest with the terrifying Dread Lord in Stratholme. In the end, with an army of less than 3,000 people, they made a cross-sea expedition to Northrend, an extremely harsh and cold environment, and killed the culprit who caused the undead disaster - Marr.
Ganis.
Excluding the highly controversial Stratholme massacre, the Crown Prince's performance was perfect from every angle, and even far exceeded everyone's expectations.
In comparison, even Varian Wrynn, who led the people of the Kingdom of Stormwind to return to their homeland to build their homeland at a young age, seemed much inferior.
After all, Varian Wrynn was still taking refuge in the Kingdom of Lordaeron at this age. He never faced off against the brutal orcs from beginning to end. He waited until the end of the Second Orc War before he truly assumed the responsibility of being the king.
But what about Alsace?
At such a young age, he has demonstrated unparalleled courage, responsibility and decisiveness.
Especially the rapid growth in personal strength allowed King Terenas to vaguely see the shadows of human heroes such as Anduin Lothar and Turalyon.
Even in the eyes of King Terenas, his son is destined to surpass these heroes and become the undisputed leader of the entire human race and even the Alliance, bringing the Kingdom of Lordaeron to an unprecedented height.
If there is anyone in the world who has the highest expectations for Alsace, it must be the old man in front of him.
And the phrase "My son, when you were born, the entire forest of Lordaeron was whispering your name" expresses his strong emotions and expectations vividly.
Just when Terenas was staggering about to step down from the throne and help his beloved prince up to stage a scene of fatherly kindness and sonly filial piety, Arthas, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly heard a burst of sound coming from the Frostmourne in his hand.
A deep voice.
"You don't have to sacrifice anything for your people anymore.
There is no need to bear the weight of this crown.
Because I have arranged everything for you.
Go ahead and do what you have to do, do what you want to do."
As these words blurted out, the corners of Alsace's mouth, which was still kneeling and bowing his head, suddenly turned up in a graceful arc. Then he suddenly stood up and took off his hood, revealing his skin as pale as the dead, and
The long hair that had changed from golden to silvery white and gray, strode towards his father under the stunned gaze of all the surrounding people.
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The boots made of Saronite iron made a low muffled sound when they stepped on the marble steps and the carpet covering them.
No one knew what exactly happened to the prince, let alone why he made such a rude move, and what he wanted to do next. Even the royal guards around him fell into a state of confusion.
You must know that the royal family of Lordaeron has only one legal male heir, and that is Prince Arthas.
Therefore, before King Terenas issued an order, no matter how strange the Crown Prince's behavior was, they did not dare to easily step forward to stop him.
In the blink of an eye, Arthas arrived on the throne, grabbed his father with the strong arms of the death knight, and a frightening blue cold energy burst out from his eyes.
"What's going on? What are you doing? My son!"
King Terenas finally came to his senses, with an expression of shock and disbelief on his face.
Until this moment, he had not realized that the cold-blooded death knight in front of him was no longer the crown prince he was familiar with.
It is the puppet of the first Lich King Ner'zhul, a walking corpse with suppressed self-awareness.
"Of course, to inherit your throne and kingdom, my dear father..."
The moment the last word came out of his mouth, Arthas did not hesitate to pierce the old king's chest with the artifact Frostmourne.
"ah--"
The severe pain and rapid loss of life force caused King Terenas to lose the ability to speak. He could only stare dumbly at his son who was close at hand, and the expression on his face that showed no apology, pain and self-blame at all, struggling.
He wanted to raise his arms to touch the prince at the last moment of his life, but in the end, he hung his head and took his last breath before he could lift it up.
The blood-stained crown rolled down the steps of the throne and fell to the ground, seeming to foreshadow the next fate of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.
The most filial son of Azeroth unceremoniously stepped on the shoulder of his father's corpse, pulled out the sword, and declared with a grin: "Now, I am the king of Lordaeron."
moment!
Everyone in the entire throne room was in an uproar.
Whether it was the representatives and envoys from other countries in the alliance, or the nobles and soldiers of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, they were all frightened by the prince's patricide in front of them, and they had no idea why he would do this.
After all, Arthas was clearly the only legal male heir, and there was no threat to him from any brotherhood.
Moreover, King Terenas is also old. He may die of old age in a few years. At that time, he can successfully inherit the throne and become the king. Why should he be so anxious?
Lordaeron's nobles and royal guards went crazy and began to despise and curse the prince's animalistic behavior, refused to recognize the legitimacy of his throne, and clamored to welcome Princess Calia back as queen.
Obviously, these people present have not yet realized the seriousness of the situation and still regard it as a coup d'etat initiated by the prince to seize power.
However, Arthas obviously had no intention of continuing to play with the other party. He immediately gave the order to the accompanying Marvin and Farric, and he also used the Death Grip to drag a noble who shouted the most fiercely down from the second floor.
The sword pierces the heart.
At the same time, the royal guards were helpless against two powerful death knights who had experienced hundreds of battles.
In particular, their weapons and equipment made of Saronite were so strong that ordinary swords could not even leave a white mark when struck with them. They were all counterattacked by rune swords attached with death magic and plague.
After a while, the entire throne room was littered with corpses.
Many corpses were quickly transformed into undead after being killed.
Before the people outside were aware of what was happening in the palace, Arthas immediately applied the experience he learned in Stratholme on how to quickly massacre a city to the capital of Lordaeron.
Although the current number of undead in the city is really nothing compared to the defenders defending the royal capital, even if the plague is spread now, it will take some time to complete the transformation.
But the problem is that the artifact Frostmourne perfectly helped him solve the problem of insufficient troops.
Every life killed by this terrifying rune sword will have its soul devoured or torn apart in an instant, and its body will instantly turn into an undead creature under the erosion of death energy.
In just about half an hour, Arthas used Frostmourne to transform thousands of civilians who were killed.
To be continued...