The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

In a place that didn't look like a prison cell, there sat an old man in a black robe, eating meat with big mouthfuls and drinking wine from large bowls.

With white hair and some wrinkles on his face, he should be considered an old man, right? Is it true that he is old but still practicing?

"Minel Soth, someone is here to see you."

"Who dares to disturb the great Minel? Can't you see I'm busy eating?"

With a click, the door of the cell was opened by the jailer.

"Your Highnesses, since you have been sent here, I will take my leave now."

"You did a great job, keep it up."

"And these three gold coins will be regarded as rewards for you and your brothers."

"Your Highness, I don't..."

When Arthas, in a good mood, took out gold coins to give to the jailers as rewards, Minel, who had just finished a glass of beer, spoke in a cold voice.

"So it's Prince Arthas Menethil. What do you want from me?"

"How dare you! Minel Soth, Your Highness, she is..."

"I'm sorry, I'm too old and accidentally forgot about you."

"Princess Jaina Proudmoore, the sweetheart of Dalaran and Kul Tiras."

A blue light flashed, and the old man in the cell wiped his greasy hands with a tissue next to him. Minel picked his nose and looked at the two nobles in front of him with a sour face.

As for the three jailers next to them, they had been teleported back to the office on the ground by Jaina. They looked at the gold coin and a note in their hands with disbelief on their faces.

Today, all we know is that the jailers of Lordaeron Prison held a banquet to celebrate this beautiful and auspicious day.

"Jaina, how dare he..."

"Arthas, how dare you..."

"How can you behave like this! You don't have the appearance of a crown prince..."

"Shut up! Wait until we have discussed this and then we'll deal with you."

Stroking his white beard, Minel looked at the two young people pulling each other in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh that he was getting old and couldn't keep up with the times.

Is this how you interrogate prisoners? One takes the wine, the other takes the meat.

Can you not see the ample ale and legs of pork on my table? Or do you despise the wise Minel?

"Hello, Minel. I came to you because I want to ask you a few questions."

Seeing that Minel was not fooled, Arthas asked Jaina to put away her things and politely bowed to Minel who had finished his meal.

We respect you so much, Minel Soth, you can't...

"Oh? Your Highness, the respected prince."

"Can you really ask old Menel for anything? Aren't your father Terenas or mentor Uther the best choices?"

"Your Highness, don't forget how I got in."

After taking a look at Arthas who was pretending to be kind, Minel saw through Arthas's hidden thoughts.

First, be friendly and give yourself an equal attitude, then happily get the so-called rewards, and finally let yourself die quietly.

You are so stupid! Do you really think that all my years of experience are just for nothing?

I can't die before I get what I want, because that is my only bargaining chip.

"As my father's former bodyguard, you are certainly qualified..."

"Naive child, why do you think I can drink and eat meat here?"

"I know why Terenas asked you to come here, and I am not wrong!"

"The charlatans who pretended to curse the sect were only seeking self-protection. Look at what the qualifications you gave me have brought me and my family."

When Minel heard the word "qualification", he became angry, but soon calmed down and asked Arthas back.

"But you can't bring pain to others, right? Minel Soth, fortunately you didn't make a big mistake, father..."

"In the past ten years, my eldest son Levin died in battle, my second son Sven died in battle, and my third son took the blame for someone else..."

"My only daughter, Jenny, was bullied and killed by the beast I was loyal to, and my wife, Nina, died of despair."

As she spoke, crystal clear tears flowed from the sad eyes of Minel, and fell heavily on the table, making a crisp sound.

"Was the Lordaeron Medal that Terenas gave me useful? At that time, I thought I could live a peaceful life as long as I had a piece of land."

"When I begged you with the countless honors I had won, what did you give me?!"

"They took my son away by force, and even wanted to take my daughter away and hurt my wife."

"Qualifications? What did Terenas do? He compromised with the nobles and exploited us ordinary people who suffered step by step."

After a bang on the table, Miner continued to tell his story.

Arthas and Jaina could only look at each other helplessly and listen carefully to Minel's story.

"Last year, the people from the curse sect came and told me the truth about everything."

"When I first saw everything, I didn't agree with it. In order to find... I gave up my job and went to look for my former brother, Nak Ente."

"What did I see! My former captain died alone in his own house."

"Do you know how long it has been since it was cleaned? There are countless cobwebs and flies, and the room is full of dust."

Thinking of the past, Miner took the wine jug beside him and poured wine into the glass.

"Luckily, Nak left his diary before he committed suicide, so I can understand the truth, you know?"

"His experience was almost exactly the same as mine, except for the one he was loyal to... You kids who live in a greenhouse will never understand."

"We actually..."

"Jaina, listen carefully."

Realizing that it was not the right time yet, Arthas quickly grabbed Jaina to stop her from speaking further.

The old man in front of us has experienced countless hardships and should be given more time.

Get relevant information from his story, conduct on-site investigations, determine its truth, and then deal with those demons.

"Humph! Then I went to look for other brothers to further verify the authenticity."

"We were the ones who experienced the grand blueprint that Terenas told us in the past, but the reality of leaving the royal city and returning to our hometown hurt us badly."

"As a result, those who are still alive have joined the cursed sect, believing in so-called eternal life, the so-called resurrection of loved ones... the rotting bodies of those they once loved."

"I realized that this was a power game, and someone was trying to deceive us and take advantage of us."

"My power... my words are insignificant. I can only watch them... your eyes..."

Looking at the amusing expressions of the two people in front of him, Minel's body wanted to laugh, but his mind wouldn't allow it.

“Guda…”

I could only force myself to drink a glass of beer, and use the magic of alcohol to hypnotize myself to continue speaking.

He knew very well that this was the last dinner Terenas would give him.

Regardless of whether they were pretending or not, anyone from the Cursed Cult deserved to die, a horrible death...something no one in authority in the Alliance could tolerate.

The two future rulers before us may be able to learn a lesson from their own stories.

Then it will not be in vain for myself and my brothers... I hope Lordaeron can become better. This is the last stubbornness hidden in the old man's heart.

"That day, I was spit on by my brothers and beaten by superstitious believers."

"When I was limping away from there, a curse mage who called himself Reki Donghan... or should I say a lich, extended a helping hand to me."

"My injuries were treated for free, but I know very well that free things are the most expensive."

"When Queen Lianne was still here, she told us this and even taught us to read. I still remember it... No, that's just what you call a gift."

"Finally, when he invited me to join, I agreed without hesitation."

He poured another glass of ale, and Minel, reeking of alcohol, drank it all in one gulp.

"That incident inspired me. As long as I can learn their methods of bewitching people, I can also fulfill my wish."

"So I completed the tasks they assigned me step by step to show my piety, and secretly learned a lot of their methods of brainwashing ordinary people."

"While I was concentrating...I came across an incident where a resurrected dead person was purified by a passing paladin."

"I was extremely surprised and delighted. I quietly noted down the effect of the Holy Light and went back to report what happened."

"When Reki Donghan heard about this, he was very angry. He seemed to see through my intentions... and took me to kill the righteous paladin."

At this point, Minel stopped crying, but his tone was filled with sadness and guilt.

"The Holy Light abandoned him, and death awakened him. His body turned into a skeleton warrior, his flesh and blood were assembled into a constructed monster, and his soul gradually faded from light to darkness."

"In the lich's secret base, I finally mastered all the brainwashing methods."

"Before he turned me into an undead, I deliberately attracted the nearby Holy Light warriors."

"In the chaos of the battle, I left there well prepared to start my uprising."

Shaking the empty wine jug in his hand, Miner pondered for a moment and then continued his story.

His dream of becoming a singing serf has come to an end. The power of a king is indeed rare. What he really wants... these two children will never understand.

I just want to use the so-called true feelings to complete my goal of becoming... What if Arthas and Jaina are so easy to fool!

"I ran to the cathedral near Lordaeron and prayed to the Holy Light. The selfless Holy Light still gave me power and purified the aura of death in me."

"All preparations were complete, and I couldn't wait to come to the nearby village and start implementing my plan."

"However, as you can see, he was captured by the army you sent just after he deceived three ignorant people."

"My wish was stillborn. We in Lordaeron have suffered too much. Do you know that? Arthas, you have to change all this."

"I don't want ordinary people in the future to repeat my setbacks. This is a lesson."

Hearing this, Arthas and Jaina, who were listening to the story and felt the same way, felt shocked and a chill down their spine.

They didn't expect that the information Kel'Thuzad gave them in the past was so useful, even this kind of person was on the list.

Fortunately, the army arrested Miner before it was too late.

Otherwise, if Minel's plan were to come to fruition, his power would grow and cause civil unrest in Lordaeron and even the Alliance...

However, according to the original future development, Minel should not have succeeded, otherwise he would have left a significant mark in the history of the human kingdom.

"My story ends. I think what Terenas wants you to understand is probably..."

"It is almost time, Mr. Minel Soth. I wonder if you are willing to become a knight of the Knights of the Redemption of Lordaeron."

Arthas made this decision in order to allow those nobles who had been inspired by the Holy Light to form fighting power as soon as possible.

Everyone is in opposition with hatred... It should create a virtuous cycle. They will definitely be happy to fight for Azeroth.

"There should be criminals in there that you know and hate. Jaina and I have always believed that you are capable of taking on this position."

"What did you say? Arthas, aren't you afraid of me..."

"This is the choice of the Holy Light, Minel Soth."

Arthas summoned a ball of soft holy light, illuminating the dim cell.

"Holy Light? It's just..."

"The Light is our power! Minel Soth."

Arthas stood up with his shining wings of holy light spread out. Being kind, he was willing to give a chance to the confused believer in front of him.

I know you're suffering, but you can't let other innocent people suffer...just go and stay with my Knights of Redemption.

I will give you freedom after you perform well. Are you kidding me? Dream on!

From the very beginning, you were not fighting for the people, but only for your own selfish desires.

You talk in such high-sounding terms... I thought I could see the great red sun rise with my own eyes, but in the end you still want to exploit us.

"I saw the holy light, Your Highness."

"For the Alliance, Minel Soth."

"As you wish, Your Highness."

Jaina, who saw this scene, said she couldn't understand it at all. Arthas, why did you only forge him? Shouldn't we be the ones to redress the injustice?

"Just respect him. He is addicted to pretending to be a charlatan and is deceiving himself."

"By the way, Jaina, what are you surprised about?"

"If I hadn't acted sooner, you would have done it."

"Ahem...I'm not..."

Hearing this, Jaina, who was exposed, coughed lightly, put away her staff, whistled, and pretended nothing had happened.

"Okay, mission accomplished, we should go."

"Arthas, where should we go?"

"You want to be beaten again..."

"Yeah! I'll be leaving right away."

Thinking of the miserable scene that day, Jaina, filled with fear, quickly opened a portal.

"Knight Menel Soth, report to your commander, Aurius Rivendell."

"This is my recommendation letter to you. I hope you work hard."

“Become a knight who truly serves the people and fights against the evil enemies of the Alliance.”

"I swear in the name of Menel Soth, Your Highness, for Azeroth!"

Minel took the letter of recommendation and saluted the two princes in front of him, pushed open the cell door, and strode towards the jailers who were ready to have fun above his head.