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Chapter 833

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"I'm sure you have a solution," Lu Li said. There was no point in trying to be brave.

Hearth Valley was not a friendly place. It was located in the north of Lordaeron and was once the fief of Fordring. After Fordring was exiled, he gave Hearth Valley to his beloved son, Tyran Fordring, to inherit.

When the Plague of the Undead swept through Lordaeron, Hearth Valley did not fall into the hands of the Scourge like the surrounding towns.

Prince Arthas was once stationed in Hearth Valley to fight against the Scourge, causing the nearby human refugees to gather in Hearth Valley. As the lord of Hearth Valley, Tyran Fordring accepted all of them.

In the following days, as Arthas killed his father, the Scourge swept through the entire Lordaeron Kingdom.

Maybe it was because of the persistence of humanity in Arthas' heart, or maybe he was unwilling to face the place where he once fought for a long time, Hearth Valley miraculously survived the calamity in the land that had turned into a land of plague.

After Uther died under the siege of the Undead army brought by Arthas, the eastern part of Lordaeron was almost completely conquered.

At this time, the High Lord of Tyr's Hand, Elder of the Silver Hand, Ashbringer Alexandros Mograine, Lordaeron's Defense General Alfred Abbendis, and High Priest Isillien founded the Scarlet Crusade. It was a crusade to avenge the Undead with blood. This organization quickly grew in the land.

With the Silver Hand Knights as the backbone, countless humans, dwarves, and elves who had lost their families, friends, and homes to the invasion of the Scourge joined them.

With his reverence for the cause of justice and his love for his teacher Isillien, Tyran Fordring joined the Scarlet Crusade and contributed his fief, Hearth Valley in the Western Plaguelands. Together with Mograine's fief and Tyr's Hand in the Eastern Plaguelands, they became the two main bases of the Scarlet Crusade.

He himself became the leader of the Scarlet Crusade in Hearth Valley.

However, the actions of the Scarlet Crusade gradually deviated from the path of the Holy Light and became extreme and crazy. Tyran Fordring immersed himself in the pain of failure and gradually became a puppet.

The entirety of Hearthglen was now under Isillien's control.

Isillien was a high-level Priest of the Holy Light, one of the founders of the Scarlet Crusade, and the Attorney General of the Scarlet Crusade. Hearth Valley Scarlet Crusade Grand Inquisitor, Great Lord Tyran Fordring's mentor.

Lu Li knew the level of the Scarlet Crusaders in Hearth Valley, and it was not something he could deal with.

"There is only one way to deliver my letter, and that is to disguise it." Old Fordring entered the room behind him. When he returned, he had a map in his hand. "Follow the directions on this map and head south. You will find Uther's Tomb there. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net

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I have a trusted old friend, Myranda, who lives there. Find her and show her this. She will help you. "

Lu Li received a quest item — Theon's Gift. It was a small box, and he didn't know what was inside.

Lu Li summoned his warhorse and galloped in the direction indicated on the map.

In fact, Uther's Tomb was not difficult to find.

Paladins would often come to his grave to offer their condolences, whether they were natives of this world or adventurers.

The place where he died. The Mountain of Regret in the Western Plaguelands stood his grave. In the dark, sunless Plaguelands, Uther's grave still shone with a holy light.

Uther was the representative of the Paladins. To the enemy, he was a powerful opponent, and to the Paladins, he was the spiritual pillar of hope.

Even when he refused to carry out Stratholme's order to massacre the city, and was convicted of treason by Arthas, the Paladins' faith was still strong.

They followed Uther and left the battlefield to fight for their beliefs.

The so-called royal power, the so-called Arthas, was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Paladins.

But it was precisely because of this spiritual pillar that when Uther fell, countless Paladins lost their teacher. They were confused and at a loss. Many of them even fell into depravity.

"May your legend guide us, may the holy light slay all disasters …"

When Lu Li arrived at Uther's Tomb, there were two Paladins kneeling on the ground praying. Looking at their clothes, they were obviously wandering knights who had lost their organization.

It was very likely that they were former members of the Silver Hand Knights, but they were unwilling to join the Scarlet Crusade, so they began to wander and fight.

They were covered in wounds, and they were not refugees.

"Thief, leave here." The Paladins found Lu Li and drew their swords.

"True glory cannot be defined by race and class, but by people's behavior and standards." Lu Li did not intend to make a move, but borrowed old Fordring's words.

The two elite Paladins, both above level 50, looked at each other for a moment, then turned around and left in shame.

"That's a great sentence. I feel like I've heard it somewhere before," a figure said from behind the tomb. It was not tall, and it was obviously a Gnome.

"Lord Tirion Fordring sent me." Lu Li dismounted from his horse, bowed to the Gnome Spellcaster, and then presented old Fordring's gift.

This Gnome was obviously the Witch Myranda, the person old Fordring asked Lu Li to find.

"Tirion Fordring?" The Witch was very surprised, and it took her a long time to recover. She opened the gift, and it turned out to be a few candied haws.

Lu Li knew that this thing could be made with mountain fruits and honey, but it was obviously not available in the Plaguelands. Old Fordring must have put in a lot of effort to make this gift.

As for why the candied haws were given, Lu Li guessed that there must be a story behind it.

But Myranda obviously would not share her story with Lu Li. She was very satisfied and treasured the gift, and after looking at it carefully, she put it away.

She was old friends with Fordring, and even though this little Gnome looked young, he was probably quite old. Lu Li did not expect him to have such a hobby.

Lu Li cursed in his heart, but he did not show it on his face. He asked, "I heard that you can use illusions to disguise me as a Scarlet Crusader, and then sneak into Hearth Valley. Is that true?"

"Indeed." Myranda nodded. "I am what you call … an illusionist. Even though I can create an illusion and let you enter Hearth Valley safely, you must know that my power is not unlimited. If you go too far away from this area, the illusion will gradually disappear, and it will only last for a short time. "

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