[Chapter 142 Please leave me your contact information]

Ignoring the ambulance that was still lingering on the energy of the Holy Light, David jumped up with all his strength, passed over the crowd, and landed steadily outside the crowd. Then he walked towards the place where Fording and Mograine were besieging Arthas.

Many paladins who noticed David’s actions also stood up again and followed David to Arthas’s location.

From a distance, it looked like David was walking alone in front, and thousands of troops followed behind him…

“David.”

Seeing David coming over, Steve greeted him.

Indistinctly, Steve felt that there was something different about David, but when he looked over again, he couldn’t see where the change had occurred.

Steve didn’t dwell too much on this matter. Instead, Fording, who knew more about the Holy Light and had a broader vision, was the first to notice what had changed in David – David had become stronger. Now David could easily crush most Azeroth warriors even with pure physical strength.

In addition to this, there should be some other changes, but that would require David to introduce himself.

Fording couldn’t see David’s situation clearly at a glance, after all, he didn’t have detection skills or spells.

“Are you ready to witness the end of Prince Arthas Menethil up close?”

“After all, he represents an era.” David was indeed here to witness Arthas’s farewell. After all, this prince represented his memories for many years and influenced the entire history of Azeroth.

“Do you want to do it yourself and end this era?”

“No, that’s your duty.”

Fording nodded. This was indeed his duty.

He raised the hammer in his hand high, and all the holy light in his body burst out. Under the attention of the holy light, the hammer turned into a small sun, as if it wanted to devour everything.

With a loud bang, Arthas, who had fallen to the ground, was hit by Fording’s hammer, and not even a trace of residue was left.

There was no last words before death, nor any cruel words like “I will be back again”. Arthas disappeared very peacefully.

Fording looked at the big hole in front of him that he had smashed, raised the hammer upside down in his hand, and stared at the big hole in a daze.

Mograine didn’t know what Fording was thinking. He simply thought that old Fording was mourning for the disaster of the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the almost extinct Menethil family.

Only David knew that Fording was thinking about something more complicated at this time.

When he knew the various disasters that Azeroth would face, Fording was determined to change everything.

But it is not easy to change the history of Azeroth.

Let’s not talk about the special group of bronze dragons. It is not so easy to change the corruption of Arthas and the ravages of the Scourge.

There are too many conspirators behind the corruption of Arthas.

The Burning Legion, the Lich King, the Dreadlord, the fallen human mages, etc., all forces intersected together and finally “created” Arthas, the perfect tool man, and achieved the ultimate goal of letting the Burning Legion enter Azeroth again.

According to the subsequent content of the Warcraft game, Arthas is also involved in the Shadow Realm. Various forces are mixed into a mess. Although Fording has made up his mind, he also has a little doubt whether he can succeed.

In this case, the support of David and his partners in Winter Town is very important.

Moreover, as David’s abilities were upgraded, his companions not only provided him with spiritual and technical support, but also with military assistance.

After trying his best, Fording felt happy, but also felt more pressure in his heart.

He didn’t want to disappoint his companions, nor did he want to disappoint the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the people of Hearthglen who believed in him. He was eager to change everything.

It was not until this moment, after killing Arthas himself, that this huge pressure was greatly relieved.

After a long breath, Fording suddenly felt a warm feeling all over his body.

When he looked up, he noticed that a beam of light was falling straight from the sky, illuminating Fording alone.

Looking at David next to him, he immediately realized that it was actually David who did it, and he also figured out why David did it.

Turning his head and looking at the side, not only the countless paladins of the Silver Hand Knights and the priests of the Holy Light Sect, but even his old friend Alexandros Mograine, were looking at him in shock.

He shook his head helplessly, and then said to David in the common language of Brunnia: “You think too simply, it won’t achieve the effect you expect.”

“It doesn’t matter, as long as you can help me share some of the pressure.”

Moreover, David is not a native of Azeroth, and his focus is always on Winter Town.

Compared with himself, perhaps Fording needs more reputation here. More miracles can also give him more amulets to avoid being demoted to a civilian and expelled from the Knights of the Silver Hand.

The light slowly disappeared, and the paladins who were watching around also came back to their senses. They felt that their lives were worth it. Not only did they participate in a very important and great battle, but they also saved the Kingdom of Lordaeron, which was almost collapsed. They

also witnessed many miracles with their own eyes.

The incarnation of the Holy Light was in front of them, and at the same time, Tirion Fordring, who was already very famous, was once again blessed by the Holy Light.

Everyone believed that under the protection of the Holy Light, the Kingdom of Lordaeron would surely be able to restore itself to become the most powerful country of mankind, and all the sufferings in front of them would disappear.

The troops assembled and then prepared to return to the camp.

Because the battlefield did not need to be cleaned, the aftermath was easy to handle. The only thing that needed to be cleaned up was Frostmourne, which was chopped into pieces by Mograine.

Fordring collected the fragments of the two-handed sword and considered how to deal with it.

“How about you take it back to Wintertown?”

“I think Will is not capable of restoring this artifact now…”

Fording looked at David speechlessly. He did not expect Will to recast Frostmourne, and he did not want this weapon full of death power to be restored.

David knew that Fording just wanted to throw Frostmourne out of Azeroth, and he was just joking.

“It’s okay for me to take it back, but it’s better to make a special box to ensure that no death power will leak out.”

“Well, it should be kept carefully.”

Fording decided to ask the dwarves to make a box with cast iron, and then lock these fragments in it, and then give the box to David for safekeeping.

Or just let Mark take the box to Mars and bury it? Isn’t there nothing there?

He led the troops back to the camp and talked to David about the next arrangements on the way.

After hearing Fording’s question, David said very straightforwardly that since Arthas had been killed, the Kingdom of Lordaeron had solved the biggest problem, and he would return to Wintertown next.

“Well, I really don’t need to bother you with the next thing.” Fording also felt that David made a lot of noise. He now also noticed that the eyes of the surrounding paladins and priests were not right: “The remaining undead can be completely cleaned up with the help of the Knights of the Silver Hand. Even if we encounter some troublesome opponents, we still have Alexandros and I.”

Even if the two of them were busy with official business and had no time to take action, just letting those young people lead the team would be enough to clean up those ordinary undead.

“But it’s better to stay for two more days before leaving. I think there will be many people who want to see you next.” Fording said a fact in a joking tone: “I don’t want to do nothing all day and keep shuttling between two worlds.”

Fording’s words were soon confirmed.

When he just returned to the Lordaeron army camp, David was still relatively free and could have a good chat with Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots, and reached a certain degree of consensus: if there are Autobots who don’t want to fight the Decepticons endlessly and just want to find a safe place to live quietly, then Optimus Prime does not object to them going to Winter Town.

At the same time, if there are Cybertronians who are unwilling to join the Autobots or the Decepticons, they can also be sent to Wintertown.

Apart from this, the two sides did not form any alliance, and David did not say that he was willing to help Optimus Prime deal with the Decepticons, but both sides were very satisfied with the results of the initial contact.

David felt that he had one more source of residents, and they were very special Cybertronians;

Optimus Prime felt that he had found a good place to go, and found a good retreat and safe haven for his compatriots.

After reaching a simple verbal agreement with David, Optimus Prime said goodbye to Fording, left Azeroth with the Autobots, and then returned to the original world of Earth with the help of an ambulance.

However, the three Arcee sisters stayed in Wintertown, and at the same time, the ambulance usually no longer stayed on the Earth side, but ran back and forth between the two worlds like Steve to maintain contact between the two sides.

After the Autobots left, David was quiet for two days, and then his peaceful life was completely broken.

First, Sylvanas came to discuss with David on behalf of His Majesty Anasterian Sunstrider about the formal establishment of diplomatic relations between Quel’Thalas and Wintertown.

Then Jaina came over on behalf of Dalaran and also proposed to establish formal diplomatic relations with Wintertown. Even the candidate for the permanent diplomat in Wintertown has been decided, that is, Jaina Proudmoore.

Later, Fording also came over and said that Her Royal Highness Princess Calia Menethil also hoped to establish formal diplomatic relations with Wintertown so that the friendship between the two sides could be maintained for a long time. Compared with

the other two families, the Kingdom of Lordaeron was more generous to David who came to help in a critical moment. According to Fording, if David did not have his own territory, the Kingdom of Lordaeron was ready to make him the Grand Duke of Stratholme.

In addition, because of the miracles David showed, he has been called Saint David by countless Knights of the Silver Hand. If David is willing to accept the title of Grand Duke of Stratholme, the Kingdom of Lordaeron is even willing to change Stratholme to Saint Stratholme, or Saint Glamorgan.

“Isn’t that too exaggerated? Are you sure you are not joking?”

Looking at David’s embarrassed expression, Fording said calmly that he was not joking.

“The noise you made earlier was really shocking!”

Today’s extra chapter… Don’t just focus on the number of updates. Three chapters a day, 3K words per chapter, that adds up to nearly 10,000 words a day.

(End of this chapter)