Taelan was too weak; Darion could kill him with a single sword strike.
Unfortunately, in this grand drama, Taelan plays a very important supporting role. He has been preparing for many days to portray the Lich King Arthas well, including the preparation of various props.
This role cannot be lost; replacing the actor would easily expose flaws.
Darion seized upon the weakest point in the entire drama and finally succeeded in taking control of the situation.
Looking at the beautiful innkeeper of the Light's Hope Chapel, Darion smiled with satisfaction. His sword was still pointed at Taelan, and he followed Tirion Fordring into the Light's Hope Chapel.
After this battle, the beautiful proprietress of Light's Hope Chapel became shrouded in mystery, with Legendary even the Lich King Arthas was captivated by her charm.
Upon entering the Light's Hope Chapel, Darion remained expressionless, proceeding cautiously to ensure that Taelan remained under his control.
The chapel was empty; the Argent Dawn generals were all gone. Darion was secretly surprised, realizing that there must be some kind of secret passage inside the chapel, and his intelligence was not detailed enough.
Then, Darion noticed something strange: Tirion Fordring was standing respectfully to the side, barely daring to breathe, as if preparing to welcome a distinguished guest.
Darion guessed that this distinguished guest was likely the mastermind behind the Argent Dawn and the true director of this grand scheme, and Darion was equally curious about this mysterious figure.
With a familiar loud laugh, Darion saw several Orcs walk in through the back door. These Orcs were fully armed and all were strong and robust, clearly the elite of Orgrimmar.
Under heavy security, a familiar figure entered the chapel.
"Haha, Darion, hello there, we meet again."
"Damn it, it was you, Eitrigg!" Darion gritted his teeth in hatred. The mastermind behind the Argent Dawn was actually the Orcs Eitrigg!
Eitrigg chuckled, his face contorted with malice. "That's right, it was I who sent men to ambush your father. Alexandros was a warrior and had a chance to escape, but when he faced the Orcs, he instinctively succumbed to cowardice and fear, and was easily defeated by my men."
During the Second War, countless innocent young people of the Silver Hand perished due to Uther's stubbornness and folly, causing the survivors to develop an instinctive fear of the Orcs.
Alexandros was exceptionally brave when facing the Undead, but when facing Orcs, he could not unleash even a tenth of his strength due to long-standing habits.
This is why Death Knights, transformed from Silver Hand Knights, are disliked by the Scourge Army and have never been able to access the core area.
"Damn bastard!"
Eitrigg cursed angrily. The person before him was the very person who had caused him to become Undead, and also his father's killer.
Despite his anger, Darion's mind became exceptionally clear, and some of his previous questions were answered.
Among the second generation of leaders of the Silver Hand, Darion Mograine is an outstanding figure. He is powerful and, unlike other Paladins, he does not obsessively pursue the Holy Light, but rather relies on his own strength to fight.
Although this philosophy went against the traditions of the Silver Hand, which made him very ostracized, and even Alexandros was dissatisfied with him, he always stuck to his beliefs.
After his father Alexandros was betrayed and turned into Undead, Darion investigated the truth and had a long talk with the prime suspect, his own Renault, confirming that Renault was not the murderer. This made him even more resentful of the real killer.
In his pursuit of the truth, Darion joined the Argent Dawn, only to discover that the organization was completely different from what he had imagined—an Evil organization disguised as benevolent.
The Argent Dawn's mission is to unite all forces in Azeroth to fight against the invasion of Evil forces, the greatest of which is the Scourge.
However, Darion discovered Plaguelands apart from the Scourge in Stratholme, the majority of the Plaguelands were innocent civilians of Lordaeron who had been turned into Undead by the Plague and were unwilling to follow Arthas to Northrend, wanting only to live ordinary lives as before.
These people are innocent, or rather, they are the victims themselves.
Strangely, the Argent Dawn ignored Stratholme, sending adventurers to their deaths instead, and plundering innocent civilians, thus causing countless tragedies.
What impressed Darion most was the Darrowshire Massacre. The entire Darrowshire was ravaged by the Argent Dawn, all the people were massacred, the towns were reduced to ruins, and the Scourge was falsely accused of the Scourge Army.
The Argent Dawn thus plundered a vast amount of Wealth, and with donations from various places, they became incredibly rich, but the whereabouts of much of this Wealth remain unknown.
To protect the people of Lordaeron, the Scourge built Blackwind Fortress Keep to monitor the movements of the Argent Dawn. The appearance of this keep caused rumors to spread, saying that Arthas was preparing to conquer Lordaeron, that the generals of the Argent Dawn had disappeared, and that the Scarlet Crusade was also trembling with fear.
It was at this time that Darion, utterly disillusioned with the Argent Dawn, decided to purify the organization. He personally orchestrated the Naxxramas hoax, attracting a group of like-minded individuals to replace the Argent Dawn. Unfortunately, he failed because he trusted Eitrigg.
"So the Argent Dawn is an organization established by Orcs!" Darion murmured, now he understood everything.
Eitrigg grinned:
"Darion, you should have realized this long ago. Back in the time of King Terenas, the great Savior Thrall was the Regent of Lordaeron, Order of the Silver Hand were merely our slaves. You fought for us while you were alive, and your corpses became Orcs rations after you died. As for now, Sylvanas can still resurrect you and make Forsaken."
Eitrigg's face was ashen; the moment he became Undead, his heart had already sank into despair. This world was terrifyingly dark.
"Eitrigg, I don't care about right or wrong, and I don't want to dwell on the tragedy between me and my father. I just want to live. If even that can't be fulfilled, then this farce can't continue."
Eitrigg glanced sideways and said coldly:
"By the Holy Light, what have I heard? We Orcs Consecration ourselves to save Azeroth, while you are unwilling to give even your lives. Fine, I agree. Just serve me, just like the Argent Dawn, slaughter the innocent and slander the Scourge."
Darion shook his head and roared angrily, "I will never believe you again! Your sweet talk cannot deceive me. Orcs never keep their word."
Eitrigg stared blankly at Darion, then shrugged and asked, "So what do you want, Death Knight Highlord? State your demands."
Darion glanced at Taelan, who was dressed as the Lich King: "This guy isn't very valuable. He's useless after this farce. Of course, he didn't show his face, so he might be able to return to the Scourge to continue his undercover work. But Tirion Fordring is different."
Eitrigg still wore a sinister grin, while Tirion Fordring was terrified, realizing what was happening as clever as he was.
Darion raised his head and said seriously:
"I will leave a curse within Tirion Fordring, just like the curse of Ashbringer. If something happens to me, he will die too, and die a particularly gruesome death."