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If you listen carefully to what Brigitte said, it seems to make sense. If there is no privilege in becoming a nobleman or an officer, what motivation do soldiers have to move forward?

This seems to be a mistake on your own?

"Alright then!" Locke dropped the lunch box in his hand on the wooden box.

"Actually, in our elven kingdom, Quel'Thalas. Identity and status are also a line that cannot be crossed, and if you exceed this line, you will be punished. Norris added, "It's about power and status. ”

"Okay! You say what you say. Locke raised his hands in surrender, "You decide!" ”

Bridget walked to the tent entrance, lifted the tent curtain and shouted, "Crouch! When you're done with it for a while, bring the dinner over. ”

"Okay! Major Bridget, I'm going to get ready! Crouch's voice came in from outside.

"Look! Problem solved! Bridget turned and walked back to the little wooden box, and she pulled out her chair and sat down across the table, looking at Locke and Norris from afar.

"As officers, this is our privilege."

Soon, the sound of stampede on the snow was heard outside, and the tent door curtain was lifted.

Crouch, the fat cook, walked in with two soldiers, some plates and bowls in their hands.

"I'm sorry, Captain. Ladies and gentlemen! Crouch bowed, and he said respectfully, "I've kept you waiting." ”

"Since we left the camp, there was no time to prepare properly, only these cooked meals prepared in advance. The Legion Commander can start with the turkey soup I just made and eat the cooked food. I'll go and get ready for something else. ”

The soldiers placed several plates on the table, each containing turkey, roast pork, and two pork thighs.

There were also three lunch boxes of steaming chicken soup.

"Please enjoy slowly!" Crouch bowed, ready to leave the tent.

"Wait!" Locke stopped the fat cook.

"What do the soldiers eat outside?" Locke asked, pointing to the meat.

"Oh, a bowl of chicken broth, a piece of brown bread." Crouch replied truthfully, looking curiously at the young Legion Leader, guessing what he wanted to say.

"Well, these days, the officers' food is the same as that of the soldiers. There's no need to be so special. Locke pointed to his plate and said, "This will cause you more trouble, wait until you get to the official camp." ”

"Now, if you have time, boil water outside. When the soldiers rest for a while, let them soak their feet in hot water. ”

"Yes! Legion Commander! Crouch left the Legionnaire's tent, which seemed strange to him, but he didn't disagree with the Legion's opinion. Not to mention not providing a special dinner for officers, which would really make him a lot easier.

"You're special." Bridget pouted.

Locke smiled and didn't speak.

After the meal was full, some soldiers took away the leftover plates from the headquarters. Locke stepped out of the tent at the Legion headquarters and into the campfire.

"Commander, do you have any orders?"

A soldier standing by a campfire asked, where he was boiling water. He took off his armor and wore a light blue cotton jacket with a Crusader robe over it, and a fine bead of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

"No, nothing. You keep busy! Locke waved his hand and motioned for the soldiers to go about their business.

In this cauldron, boiling hot water is boiling.

"Where does your water come from? Is it the surrounding snow? Locke asked, pointing to the snow around him.

"Yes, Captain! There is no better source of water than this snow. We just need to put them in the pot and heat them up and the water will come. The soldier had a spoon in his hand and waited for the hot water in the pot to boil thoroughly.

After a while, the water boiled completely. The soldier took out a milky white bottle from his body, opened the cap and poured the liquid into the pot.

Locke could feel that the milky white bottle was filled with the breath of holy light.

Holy water?

When will holy water also be used as a panacea for anti-inflammatory and sterilization?

"Commander, according to your orders, this pot of water is boiling and ready to use!" The soldier reported.

"Okay, tell the soldiers in the camp to come out and get water and soak their feet."

Locke also turned and walked outside the tent of the guard company, picked up a wooden basin at the door, and walked over, and took a basin of hot water.

"Hey! Did you sleep?! Locke stood outside the tent at the Legion headquarters with the basin of hot water and asked the two girls inside.

"Not yet! Come on in! Noris's voice came out.

Locke pushed open the curtain of the Legion headquarters and stepped inside.

In this huge tent, Bridget and Norris happened to sleep alone. They both placed their bedding furthest from each other.

Locke glanced at it, then walked over to the wooden box, put down the tub in his hand, and beckoned Norris to come and sit on it.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing!" As soon as the elf girl sat down, she hurriedly asked.

It turned out that Locke was crouching in front of her. While she was still surprised, she grabbed her feet and took off her armored boots, and Norris couldn't help but scream.

At the same time, he turned his head slightly, looking at Brigitte over there, and his face became rosy.

"What can you do! Wash your feet! Locke said angrily, and then took off Noris's cotton socks again.

"Stop! I'll do it myself! It's true! Seeing that Bridget had already seen it, Norris hurriedly shouted with a red face.

"Don't worry! I've tried the water temperature! It's not too hot! Locke warmed Noris's cold little feet in the palm of his hand, and then soaked them in a wooden basin.

The feet were grasped by Locke, and Noris's long ears instantly straightened from a semi-soft state. Stick tightly to your hair.

Then, a warmth rose from the center of her feet, warming Noris's cold body, she couldn't help but relax, and her nervous ears returned to their original state.

"Soaking our feet can relieve our tiredness, make the fatigue accumulated throughout the day disappear, and the whole person becomes very comfortable. When you wake up tomorrow, you won't feel tired, even if we have a long way to go. Now, don't you feel a little comfortable? ”

Locke asked softly as he rubbed Noris's little feet in the hot water.

"Hmm"

The elf lowered his head and made a nasal sound through his nose. Through the oil lamp in the tent, Locke saw that the elf girl's ears were red.

She felt that her body, which had been cold, was gradually becoming warmer. Her heart quickly became hot, and she couldn't help but look at Locke, who was squatting on the ground, engrossed in rubbing her feet.

Right now, in the human kingdom of Lordaeron, a high-ranking and powerful man is washing his feet! What an incredible thing it is!

When in the history of history, has a nobleman washed the feet of others?

Norris couldn't help but feel a little proud, she tilted her head to look at Bridget, who was looking at the two in a daze.

Nollis whispered happily in her heart, this is the man that I, Noris, chose! Hum! Which of you men can wash your feet?! Not at all! My man will do it!

Probably none of the men after you Bridget! What's more, you don't have a man yet! What a pathetic woman!

Norris looked at Bridget in a daze in the corner, and couldn't help but start to pity her.

What a lonely woman, so pitiful!

However, the corners of her mouth began to slowly curl.

But the way you look makes me happy!

Hahahaha!

Norris was in an instant mood, and from time to time she glanced at Bridget, as if she was showing off something.

In the corner, Bridget looked at the two of them and couldn't help but curse in her heart.

You damn thing! When I don't exist?! How dare you do this in front of me! Do you really think I'm a bully?!

Aren't you afraid that I'll go back and tell Sally?!!

It's unbearable!!

Bridget came back to her senses, but saw the ostentatious eyes of the elf Norris floating over from time to time, and this dissatisfaction reached its peak.

"Hey! I say! Bridget slammed the armor on the ground with a loud sound. Are there outsiders here?! Can you think about how I feel as a single woman?! Do you want to irritate me so much?! ”

"Oh, sorry, right away!" Locke didn't look up, he carefully rubbed the soles of Nollis's feet, and said casually, "If you feel uncomfortable, I can also help you wash your feet and rub the soles of your feet." Of course, this is pure friendship, don't think crookedly. ”

"Humph! Ghosts are rare! Bridget continued to turn around and pack her things. Still, she tickled a little at Noris's expression of enjoyment.

What does it feel like to be rubbed by someone?! Or is it rubbed by a man?! This man is still a paladin! The commander of a legion!

Wow! It's a refreshing feeling just to think about!

No wonder Norris has such a happy expression, feelings here are not only this enjoyment! And that kind of enjoyment!

What if that position is me?

Bridget began to fantasize about what it would be like if I sat in Noris's place.

"What do you say?!" Norris was reluctant to listen to Locke's words, so she couldn't help but pluck a kick of water with one foot and shoot at Locke, looking at him angrily.

Locke looked up at her suspiciously, "I didn't say anything, did I?" ”

"You still say you didn't say anything?!" Norris said angrily, "How can you wash the feet of outsiders?!" Or in front of me! ”

Bridget pretends to pack her things and eavesdrops on their conversation.

"This..."Locke couldn't help but be a little speechless, blame me for this... I'm purely a slip of the tongue, after all, in my last life, the girls were too open, compared to others, can washing feet be called a problem? ...

"No, no, no, you're crooked." Locke hurriedly remedied, he had to hurry up and coax the elf girl in front of him, as for whether it would hurt Bridget, Locke didn't care at all, now the most important thing was the elf girl.

"I'm really just talking about it. What's more, Brigitte and I know each other very well, and I always think of him as my brother. ”

The more Bridget listened, the heavier her heart became, what do you mean by talking casually?! So your impression of me has always been casually? In particular, Locke said the word 'he' instead of 'she', which made Bridget feel bad.

Later, when I heard Locke say that I would treat him as my brother, Bridget suddenly became depressed.

Am I really just a man?

No!

Bridget bowed her head and held her chest with her hand through her armor.

But my breasts are not small! The way the soldiers peeked at me, I hadn't seen them before. They also talk about me secretly, they say that I have big breasts and am full of femininity, isn't it feminine to have big breasts?

Why doesn't Locke think so?

So what is femininity?