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The distribution system in Dawnlight was very simple. When there were both players and NPCs participating in the battle, the players either had to deal a certain amount of damage to the target or get the last hit. Otherwise, there would be no rewards.
Each of the Old Knight's attacks dealt damage in the hundreds, and when they went all out, they dealt damage in the thousands. How could Lu Li's attacks possibly snatch the Old Knight?
"Good, that's how young people should be." The old Paladin was very satisfied with Lu Li's belligerent performance. He did not understand Lu Li's vile thoughts of being afraid that he would steal the kill.
Squads of fully-armored Holy Knights rushed into the palace — the Stormwind Knights.
Lu Li was afraid that someone else would steal his kill, so he quickened his movements. Relying on his damage reduction skills, he took several hits and finally killed this weak Faceless One before anyone else could make a move.
Samuelson's body crumpled to the ground, and before it could even touch the ground, it had already turned into a puddle of water.
All that was left in the water was a strange thing that looked like a severed limb. Although it wasn't big, it was emitting a suffocating energy wave. One could imagine how powerful it was when it was whole.
The loyal knight escorted the King away. Lu Li did not even have the chance to speak to the King.
As for this small severed limb, it was quickly taken away by an old palace mage with a snow-white beard. Looking at the solemn and serious expression on the old mage's face, it was likely that the original body was something extraordinary. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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Experience … none!
The equipment … did not drop!
Wasn't there supposed to be a reward for protecting the Emperor? Lu Li didn't mind becoming a human noble at all. Not only could he become a noble, but he could also build his own Stronghold and receive a fixed salary every month. Unfortunately, he didn't have this either.
There was nothing!
Then what did he risk his life for just now?
The old knight did not see Lu Li's disappointment and even wanted to drag him to the tavern. Paladins were not ascetics. They also enjoyed women and good wine.
Until now, he had never heard of anyone being dragged by an NPC to a banquet. Under normal circumstances, if one had a good relationship with an NPC, they would naturally go drinking together.
Lu Li wasn't a drunkard, but he didn't reject the offer. He hadn't gained anything from this quest, so he naturally had to maintain a good relationship with the old Paladin. Seeing how the Stormwind Paladins were treating him with respect, he must have some sort of background.
As for MI7, as a member of the League of Assassins, Lu Li did not want to deal with them, perhaps because they were in the same line of work.
"I didn't expect something like this to happen." Lu Li opened the conversation with a sigh, but he quickly moved on to the topic he wanted to talk about. "By the way, I still don't know your name, Your Excellency. After all, we fought together, although I didn't help much."
"Windsor. Just call me Windsor," the old knight said straightforwardly.
"Pfft …" The wine that was poured down his throat spurted out from his nostrils and mouth. Lu Li stared blankly at the old knight, completely dumbfounded.
Reginald Windsor!
Reginald Windsor used to be a soldier under Anduin Lothar. A few decades ago, he followed Lord Lothar to attack the Medivh Tower. After Stormwind City fell, he followed Anduin Lothar and led the refugees across the ocean towards Lordaeron in the north.
The Second War of the Orcs, the Battle of Blackrock Tower … Reginald Windsor had experienced all kinds of battles.
He was Anduin Lothar and Turalyon's favorite commander. With his own efforts, he gradually grew from a soldier to a marshal of Stormwind City.
Lu Li did not know much about this kind of person, but at least he had heard of his name.
"Don't forget yourself. I'm actually not a marshal anymore. I'm just a veteran. This country has changed," Windsor said a little desolately.
"Why is that?" Lu Li asked in confusion.
He did not neglect the fact that the marshal had become a veteran. He wanted to know why Reginald Windsor had become an ordinary person from a marshal.
"Ever since His Majesty William returned, everything has changed. The nobles have become more and more depraved, and the king has stopped managing things. If not for Prince Andoine and the regent, Duke Fordragon, who are still managing things, the country would have collapsed long ago …" Windsor finally found someone he could confide in, so he told the story without any hesitation.
Arthas fell into depravity and killed his father. Then, he commanded the Scourge Army to sweep through Lordaeron. Both the Alliance and the Horde were threatened by the Scourge Army.
When Jaina Proudmoore approached Varian to sign a peace agreement with the Horde, Varian agreed to sign it. After he agreed to the peace negotiations, he naturally became a thorn in her side. She was a person who loved to see the world in chaos.
Not long after, William disappeared. Almost no one knew why and how he went missing.
The Grand Duke of Stormwind City, Bolvar Fordragon, was appointed to assist Prince Anduin in inheriting the throne. The beautiful and knowledgeable Countess Katrana Prestor also assisted him.
Not long after, King William returned. However, he was no longer the wise and mighty king that people remembered.
In the past few years, Stormwind City had been deteriorating. The royal family did not care much, the nobles were slowly depraved, and the soldiers were getting tired. Those who dared to raise objections were often suppressed by Countess Katrana Prestor.
Reginald Windsor was one of them.
"Why was the king so weak? He couldn't even defeat a faceless?" Lu Li asked in confusion. He had been brooding over this. As a faceless who could even kill players below level 50, King William actually fell to the ground after being injured.
"That faceless was not an ordinary faceless. If he was at full strength, I'm afraid I wouldn't be his match," Windsor said with lingering fear.
Lu Li's mind flashed with the small piece of severed limb and he reluctantly agreed with this statement.
"I'm planning to take up a post in the Burning Steppes soon. I heard that there are quite a few black dragons there." Windsor smiled self-deprecatingly. "Perhaps I should face my fate. I've waited for this day for too long."
Lu Li did not know what to say. He knew that some things would happen, and he knew how it would happen. However, he did not have the position or the means to stop it.
This kind of thing that might involve the main storyline was not something a player like him could do anything about.
When he followed Sir Lothar to attack the Medivh Tower a few decades ago, Windsor saw his future in the Medivh Tower: dying under the claws of a black dragon.
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