"Restored"

The war horse, which had galloped for dozens of kilometers, stopped at the gate of Dunhold Castle under the control of the knight, and a human priest wearing a white priest's robe, short blond hair, and holding a scroll of divine scriptures jumped off the warhorse.

At the sight of him, the anxious look on the face of the soldier captain guarding the door eased, and he hurried forward to meet the priest who had arrived.

"Mr. Tulayan, you're finally here!"

The priest reached out and took the water handed by the captain, and after taking a sip, asked in a low voice:

"How's the patient doing?"

"It's tough, Mr. Reverend, and you'll know with me!"

The captain of the soldiers walked briskly into the castle with the priest, and the priest noticed that the soldiers were all in a hurry and with fear on their faces, as if there was something terrible in the castle.

"Smack"

The door of a temporary martial law barracks was pushed open, and the priest walked into the barracks, and he saw that the more than 30 beds in front of him were already full of various patients, and there were many people like him who were busy wearing priest's robes, most of the patients were able-bodied, but their mental state was very bad, and there was a strange smell in the barracks.

This situation often means a particularly bad disaster.

"There's a plague here?"

Reverend Tulayan turned his head to look at the captain of the soldiers, who hurriedly shook his head:

"Nope! It's not the plague, please come with me! It's hard to explain. ”

Passing through the barracks, the priest entered a special room, and was met by a middle-aged man in armor, from which Tulayan immediately recognized that this was a general, and that there was only one general in Dunhold Castle.

"Hello! General Blackmore! ”

Pastor Tulayan bowed slightly towards the general, and the unsightly general turned around, and when he saw Tulayan, his gloomy face suddenly showed a trace of joy, and even disregarded the etiquette of the nobles, reached out and grabbed Tulayan's arm.

"You're finally here, Pastor Tulayan! I've been waiting for you for a day! ”

It's no wonder that Blackmore is so enthusiastic, the priest in front of him is very famous in the kingdom of Lordaeron, he is a disciple of the Holy Light Bishop Fa Ao, a holy exorcism and healing spell attainment, many times into the court, on behalf of his mentor for the treatment of His Majesty King Terenus of Lordaeron, in the noble circle is a well-known benevolent,

In the minds of the common people, the priest is almost like a messenger of light.

It is worth mentioning that Pastor Tulayan is also very popular in the circle of noble ladies, he is handsome and very manly, and he is a real role model.

And this time, he was specially invited by General Blackmore to treat an important officer under the general's command.

General Blackmore led Tulayan into the sealed room, where a haggard young priest was treating Lieutenant Drake, who stepped forward briskly and looked at the lieutenant lying on the hospital bed, and after just one glance, the priest's eyes widened.

"It's... Chilblain! So severe, such a wide range of chilblains? ”

Tulayan reached out and touched Lieutenant Drac's fine upper body, the cold temperature even made him feel like he was touching a piece of ice, he looked back at the general with some incredulity, and asked in a low voice:

"With the current weather, the Lieutenant's injury is simply impossible, has he just been carried out of the Coldwind Cave in the Alterac Valley?"

"Not really!"

Major General Blackmore stretched out his hand to shield the guards on the left and right, leaving only Tulayan and the young priest, who sat in his chair and explained:

"Lieutenant Drake entered the nearby forest yesterday on a reconnaissance mission, we suspect that there are orc scouts and warlocks lurking in the forest, I sent more than 100 soldiers into the forest, but only came back less than 60, according to the soldiers, the enemy only 2!"

The major general clenched his fists, and a trace of anger flashed across his face:

"I didn't believe this nonsense at first! 2 enemies crushed 50 soldiers, are they two Juggernauts? Or are they two archmages? I even reprimanded the scouts who had escaped, but I didn't believe the rumor until Captain Scarloch's body and the mortally wounded Lieutenant Drack were found, and the rest was left to the Chaldean priest to explain. ”

After the Major General finished speaking, the young priest reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the presence of General Blackmore seemed to make him very stressed, and the young priest opened his mouth to explain to his seniors:

"Mentor, it was I who suggested that the general invite you here."

Pastor Chaldea is a disciple of Pastor Tulayan, as we have said before, and in response to the teacher's inquiry, Pastor Chaldean replied in great detail:

"When the lieutenant was carried back, not only was his body covered with chilblains and his body temperature extremely low, but the blood in his body was at least half less due to strange reasons!"

The Chaldean priest rubbed his forehead and said, "I treated the lieutenant with the Holy Light spell for most of the night to maintain his missing blood to the point where it did not affect his life, but these chilblains... Mentor, there's nothing I can do. ”

"It's not your fault, it's the first time I've encountered this situation."

Pastor Tulayan, who is over 30 years old, reached out and patted his disciple on the shoulder, and a warm, beige holy light swelled in his palm, examining the lieutenant's body:

"Have you used purification? Chaldeans. ”

"Used! But it doesn't work, it's not a plague, it's not magic ... It's like a combination of the two, and it's not very contagious. ”

The Chaldean priest pointed to the wounded outside the door and said to his mentor:

"The soldiers outside were infected with ordinary frostbite and colds, and they had all been in contact with the lieutenant, and I suspect that the lieutenant might be the source of the infection."

"Yes, I see."

With his Holy Light Spell, which was several ranks higher than his disciples, Pastor Tulayan quickly determined the cause of the lieutenant's illness, and he turned back to the ugly-looking Major General and said:

"The lieutenant must have been attacked by a special kind of magic, and although it may seem serious, I must say that it is not actually fatal, but it can cause extreme pain to the recipient... Prepare for a small exorcism ritual where I will use the scorching heat of the Holy Light to rid this special frost blight! ”

"Chaldeans, you come to be my assistant!"

Ten minutes later, the materials needed for the exorcism ritual were prepared, this ritual was not mysterious, at least it was not as holy as those superstitious soldiers imagined, the evil retreated, in fact, it was just the Chaldean priest who was stationed in the camp holding the thick holy water soaked in the holy light in both hands, and the priest Tulayan, with a white laurel branch, stained with the holy water, with the holy light charm, for the soldiers to expel the epidemic that had weakened a lot.

Although the process is not mysterious, the effect is very good, and in just ten minutes, the soldiers are back to health, and for Lieutenant Drake, the source of the plague, the steps of exorcism are naturally much more complicated.

But this one is kept secret... The only spectators were the highest-ranking major generals.

After 1 hour of tossing, the lieutenant finally opened his eyes, and by this time, a whole piece of flesh on his shoulder had been removed with a scalpel as part of the ritual.

"Ahem... Checkmate! ”

The lieutenant saw Major General Blackmore, and he called out with difficulty, his face full of despair and pain: "We, we have failed, Captain... The captain died, right before my eyes... Oh, my God! I'm even... I can't even stop him! That demon! ”

"Enough! Draco! ”

Blackmore roared, "Pastor Tulayan and I brought you back, not just for you to repent!" Now, tell me who attacked you! ”

"It's two people! A human, an elf, they all wear black armor and black cloaks, and that human can manipulate dead bodies! ”

Lieutenant Draco said with difficulty:

"He's like a warlock we've ever met, he can release magic, but he's not the most dangerous, our sword can pierce his body, although after piercing, he can still move, but as long as there are enough swords, he can completely dismember him, the most dangerous... It's the elf! ”

"Elves?!"

Major General Blackmore's eyes narrowed when he heard the word:

"What kind of elf?"

"It's just with... Just like the elves stationed in the hilly prisoner of war camp half a year ago! He used a bow, he could use a sword, he could use magic... He just moved his fingers, and my blood was pulled out of the wound, and before leaving, he patted me on the shoulder... It was cold, it felt like it threw me into the ice... He's a cruel demon... That's right! That's right!! ”

"The human knight called him sir... Call him Tyrion! Lord Tyrion! ”

"Enough!"

When Major General Blackmore heard this, he couldn't hold back any longer, and the dark secret in his heart was in danger of being pierced, and he scolded loudly:

"You must have heard me wrong, Drake, Mister Tyrion is a hero of the elves! It was also a good friend of ours! But he died half a year ago... Killed by the orcs in Hinterland! There's no way he's going to be here! ”

Although it was a reprimand for the lieutenant's nonsense, it was actually more like convincing himself that the general, who was always strategic, was obviously a little nervous at this moment, which even Tulayan was watching from the sidelines, but he had no intention of intervening in the affairs of the nobles, and seeing that the lieutenant had woken up and was fine, he took a step back and said to Major General Blackmore:

"Well, then, my mission here is over, and it's time for me to go, General!"

The priest politely said to the major general: "I may need to borrow my disciple Chaldea for a while, there is a ceremony in Stratholme that needs him to attend... I guess you wouldn't mind, would you? ”

"Of course not!"

Mr. Major General smiled and snapped his fingers, and immediately a servant sent a delicate small box, which was a necessary medical fee, Tulayan did not refuse, the Holy Light Church needs to develop, but believers are not encouraged to raise donations, so the medical consultation fee for treatment and medical treatment is very important for the church.

As for the Chaldean priest, that terrible secret had been buried in his heart for half a year, and every time he saw General Blackmore, he was very terrified, and now he had the opportunity to leave Dunhold Castle, and he was too late to rejoice.

But at the moment when the young priest walked out of the room, the major general suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the shoulder of the Chaldean priest, this action made the priest's body suddenly tense, and then the general was heard whispering:

"The Chaldean priest has been in Dunhold Castle for 3 years, treating the injuries of many soldiers, and now you are leaving, these 500 gold coins will be regarded as my personal payment for you for 3 years, please be sure not to refuse, by the way... I hope you don't go around talking about what you have seen and heard here, because Dunhold Castle is after all a military stronghold of the Kingdom of Alterac, and if you accidentally tell some secrets... I'm afraid that even your guru will be implicated in this. ”

The general paused, let go of his palm, and asked:

"Do you understand? Chaldean priest? ”

"I... I understand! Checkmate! I'm not going to say anything. ”

The next moment, Chaldea held the heavy box full of gold coins in his hand, and fled like a rabbit, looking at the back of Chaldea leaving, the major general's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed away.

And when the master and apprentice left in the carriage presented by the generous major general, in the carriage, with ebony prayer beads spinning in his hands, and Pastor Tulayan, who was looking through the sacred scriptures, suddenly raised his head, looked at his uneasy and inexplicably happy disciple, and asked:

"Chaldeans, are you and that general Mr. hiding something from me?"

"Ah, no! Absolutely nothing! Oh... That's right, Mentor, when I was leaving, Mr. Major General entrusted me to donate these 500 gold coins to the church, and I was hesitating how to speak..."

"Hmm... Major General Blackmore seems to be a devout follower of the Light, and that's good, the decisive battle between humans and orcs is about to begin, and every gold coin will help humanity achieve victory... By the way, Chaldeans, after I go back this time, I plan to recommend you to the exiled court of the Stormwind Kingdom as Prince Varian's personal physician, would you like to? ”

"As long as you can get out of the hills... Ah, no, I mean, it's the will of the Light, and I'm willing to accept it! ”