Somewhat reluctantly, the two paladins let go of the orc captive, and the green-skinned monster fell to the ground in one fell swoop, his leg wounded too badly to walk on his own. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but the orc did not exhale in pain, nor did he groan, but with his still movable arms, he thrust into the snow on the ground and crawled forward with great difficulty. Under the vigorous tearing, the wound on the leg began to bleed violently again, leaving a red mark on the white snow.

When the two paladins saw this scene, they were a little moved, and their hands that were originally holding the hilt of their swords at their waists also let go. For strong-willed people, perhaps not just people, warriors will always have a lot of respect for them. Tirio's actions were even more out of the ordinary, and he ran a few steps forward, picking up the orc who was still trying to crawl back to his camp.

The orcs seemed to know that Tirio had no ill intentions, and muttered something, but Tirio didn't understand it. However, when Tirio gazed into the orc's eyes, he saw the same light as a human—stubbornness, strength, and honor. This encouraged Tirio - he was right, the orcs were not just a pack of beasts, they had their own civilization and feelings, just like humans.

Tirio gently lowered the orc and put his hand on the orc's self-pierced thigh - yes, the huge wound that came out of his body and almost killed the orc was caused by Tirio's own two-handed sword. The moment Tirio touched the wound, the orc's body shook, and the muscles tensed so tightly that large streams of blood flowed from his wound.

The orc looked at Tirio in front of him, and his hand in the snow moved slightly—perhaps, it only took a minute to hold the neck that was close at hand, and the human could die in front of him. However, the orc did not do that, and although the enemy had inflicted heavy damage on his body, he did not complain in his heart - a true warrior would not complain about being wounded on the battlefield - and now, from Tirio, the orc did not feel the slightest hostility.

Tirio's hand was over the orc's wound, and his eyes closed slightly. The next moment, a golden light burst from Tirio's body and gradually concentrated on his right hand, and soon, the orc's wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when Tirio gasped and removed his hand from the wound, only a terrible scar was left there—the wound healed.

The orc stared at his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. However, the pain did dissipate from the legs. The orcs tried to stand up, and they did. Tirio also stood up, and although he was a little tired from using the massive "Holy Light Technique", he was still happy that the orc's injuries had healed.

Tirio patted the orc on the shoulder and pointed in the direction of the orc camp, signaling that time was running out. As if he understood what Tirio meant, the orc turned around and ran towards the camp. After running two steps, the orc suddenly stopped, turned back to Tirio's side, pulled a necklace from his neck, handed it to Tirio, and then ran away in the direction of the camp at a high speed.

Tirio looked at the orc's distant back and began to look at the necklace in his hand. It was said to be a necklace, but it was nothing more than a crude rope with a huge tooth that had been pierced through the root with a large hole in it. The teeth were about the size of half of Tirio's palm, and the pointed part was broken off, presumably to prevent the carrier from being stabbed when it was carried on his body. However, in terms of the only root, it was the largest beast tooth Tirio had ever seen.

Although he couldn't tell what kind of beast's teeth it was, Tirio vaguely understood that this necklace should be a precious thing to the orc, and the reason why he gave it to him was because he was grateful for his treatment. Tirio put the necklace in the pocket of his robe, and turned around, only to see that the hands of the two paladins were already on the hilt of the sword, and the eyes that looked at him were extremely strange.

Tirio Fording seemed to understand what was going on in the minds of his fellow paladins. The enmity between humans and orcs has risen to the level of race, to the point where it is impossible for orcs and humans to coexist in the same world. Although he has no ill feelings towards the good orcs, this does not mean that the two fellow paladins also think the same way.

Knowing that he used the Holy Light to heal the orcs may have made the two fellow paladins intolerable and wanted to kill themselves. Tirio Fording did not intend to resist, but stroked the hard teeth through his robe, and suddenly remembered the eight rules of paladins mentioned by the Prince of Arthas, and muttered in his mouth: "I am worthy of humility, honesty, mercy, valor, justice, sacrifice, honor and spirit. Then he closed his eyes and waited for the punishment from his fellow paladins.

However, what Tirio was waiting for was not the addition of a blade, but the sound of his fellow paladins chanting the eight rules of the paladins. Tirio opened his eyes in surprise to see the two paladins in Lordaeron military salute, softly reciting the eight rules of the paladins that he had just mentioned, which had been spread throughout the Order of the Silver Hand by Alexandros Mograini and others since the Prince of Arthas uttered them in the Great Tent that day, and had now become the general rule for paladins to flaunt their actions.

Under Tirio's astonished gaze, a paladin repeated meaningfully after reciting the eight rules of the paladin: "Mercy." Another paladin replied, "Justice." The two paladins looked at each other and nodded, and one of the paladins said to Tirio, "Tirio, that orc's injuries are too serious, and if you let it go, there will definitely be no way to walk back to the camp on your own." ”

Tirio didn't understand what he meant, but nodded and said, "Yes." Another paladin continued, "And we can't escort him back to camp, so treating him is the best option." Tirio seemed to understand what the two paladins meant, and said with some excitement, "Yes! One paladin nodded and said, "I see, we won't report this to Uther." Let's go back, there will be combat missions in a moment. With that, he turned around and walked towards the snow hill just now. Tirio Fording hurriedly followed, his heart stirring - from the attitude of these two fellow paladins, he seemed to see a future where humans and orcs could live in peace.

In the orc camp, the civilians who had finished breakfast wandered up and down the camp with nothing to do, and the sentinels stationed at the edge of the camp had been ordered to be on guard, patrolling nervously back and forth with weapons in hand, and the huge white wolf followed the sentinel's side, its long scarlet tongue sticking out of its fangs.

Suddenly, the sentry's eyes narrowed, and the wolf bowed in alarm, making a fighting gesture - on the snow in the distance. A dark shadow is speeding towards this side. When the shadow got closer, the sentry relaxed, for he recognized that it was a wolf cavalryman who had been out on patrol not long ago.