Chapter 882 The Two Stories of Timmy the Cruel (1/2)
It wasn't hard to io, where the citizens once walked along the streets filled with flowers and Hu their old friends into the bar if they ever happened to bump into each other They listened to the instruments of the Bards and drifted away in the air that was filled with the se invaded and everything beca more than just shadows from the past
The little Ghoul that approached therown up on a beautiful far stories to share
The first story began when he was a kid
At that time, Arthas was still the prince On a day where he patrolled the lands, athat her child Tih Arthas was a noble prince, he brought his men to find Timmy at once In the forest, he saved the child as alht Tirateful to him
At the time, the prince still loved his people like his own children He was as Uther had described – filled with the Holy Light and love
People watched has he grew older, day by day They anticipated the day when he would take over the throne and rule over this country
Young Timmy asked Arthas at the time, ”What about those who have been captured by the Tauren?”
The tall and strong Arthas bent over to look at the child in the eyes and spoke with a gentle, but fir theance or presumptuousness of a Warrior in his voice; there was only selfless love for his people
However, fate played hiainst the rules of war and killed the diploreat sorrow and fury He was unable to rescue his people and at the very last htered Stratholed to fulfill the promise he made to little Timmy
”Your majesty, will you always protect us?”
”Yes, I prouilty, even though this wasn't completely his fault
However, noman that had enjoyed love and happiness in the palace ever since he was a child
People had two kinds of reactions upon encountering fear One was to run, while the other was to battle Someone like Arthas clearly expressed the latter
The reason why he chased down Mal'Ganis later was because of both fury and the urge to end his origin of fear
Perhaps he was naive and thought that once he killed Mal'Ganis, the frightful Undead creatures would vanish froain, and the rest of the story unfolded as the background of the ga, the enemy to those who he once swore to protect
His hands were stained with the blood of people
The second story also began when Timmy was a child
He reirl whose name was Pamela
To draw the attention of Pamela, little Timmy often hid her doll When Pamela cried, he would stand up bravely and offer to help her find it
In return, Pa
What Timmy never expected was that Pamela would move away after a few years She moved far away from where Timmy lived, to Darrowshi+re