Locke walks the streets of the town of Gadar, holding a letter in his hand. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He had personally assured the soldiers that their letter would reach every family member, and now he had fulfilled his promise.

Just the other day, the Second Army returned to Gadar with the news of the victory, and they were warmly welcomed by the surviving Lordaerons of Gadar. In the welcoming crowd were countless women and elderly people who were waiting for the return of their loved ones.

But the news that Locke brought to them was cruel, and every time Locke read the name of the recipient written on an envelope, he would see the woman and the old man wiping away tears.

Holding back their tears, they took the envelope in Locke's hand and a bag containing a pension, which did not contain much money, and the crusaders' finances were always strained, and the families of each soldier could only receive a pension of 50 silver coins after they died.

Their men, children, brothers, and sisters died in the battle against the undead, and they sacrificed themselves for Lordaeron, and all Locke could do was to add an extra gold coin to the hands of each of the fallen family members, believing that this gold coin would help them survive the immediate crisis and prevent them from starving and cornered.

Now, only the family of one soldier remains.

Locke pressed the address of the envelope in his hand and looked up the house number in Gadar.

Today, Gadar has vaguely acquired the title of the largest city in the Tirisfara Glade, and every day refugees are entering Gadar from all over the country, and the city has expanded again and again, extending halfway up the Darren Mountains.

In order to facilitate the management of refugees, some municipal facilities have also been improved, and the house number is one of the measures, each family has its own number, which registers the basic information of the family. For example, how many people there are, what the family does for a living, and so on.

"Ray of Hope 56?" Locke looked down at the envelope in his hand, and looked up at the house number in front of him, which clearly said 56 Light of Hope.

"Looks like this is it." Locke put away the envelope and walked to the door of the house, knocking softly.

Some time ago, due to the gathering of too many refugees in Gadar, the social order deteriorated, and there were often vicious incidents because of a little food. In order to manage the growing number of refugees, the Gadar City Hall has organized the hiring of refugees by cutting down trees to build houses, digging underground pipes to discharge sewage in Gadar, and repairing roads connecting major districts.

Slowly, the appearance of Gadar became better, many people also lived in the houses allocated by the city hall, the social order was greatly changed, and the crusaders also set up a garrison in Gadar, which strengthened the security management of Gadar.

Soon the place slowly became peaceful, and people gradually forgot about the miserable past and started a new life.

Locke knocked softly on the door, he had checked on 56 Ray of Hope at City Hall before coming, where a young mother and her three children lived.

A poor woman.

"Coming soon, please wait!" A woman's voice came from inside the house.

Locke sorted out his armor, he came as a representative of the Crusaders, and he couldn't damage the image of the Crusaders, so he needed to pay more attention to his appearance.

Soon the door was opened, and a woman cautiously looked at herself with her head exposed, and the woman was visibly relieved to see her outfit, and she opened the door.

"I'm sorry, my lord, but the security here hasn't been very good before." The woman opened the door and invited Locke in.

"It's okay, I should have taken the liberty of bothering you, ma'am." Locke bowed slightly, then walked in.

The house was very clean, everything was neatly arranged, and in the middle of the house was a table that Locke walked to.

"Are you Ms. Alona?" Locke didn't sit down, he stopped the woman from pouring the tea.

The woman nodded in surprise, "Yes, I'm Alona, your lord..."

Locke did not reply to the woman's question.

He first took out a bag containing the soldier's pension from his bag and placed it on the table, then took out the letter and handed it to the unknown woman.

"This is Sergeant Kars's letter, addressed to your lady." Locke explained.

"Kars!" A sweet smile appeared on the woman's face, and she continued. "This guy has learned to write to me, too!?"

The woman sweetly took the letter from Locke's hand and looked at it in front of Locke, Locke sighed and lowered his head.

Soon, the woman's sweet smile froze, and she became silent. She began to tremble as she held the letter in her rough hands, and then a tear fell on the letter and wet the paper.

Locke heard the woman's muffled sobs covering her mouth, and he looked up at the woman.

Tears were streaming down the woman's eyes.

"I'm sorry ma'am, Sergeant Kars is a brave non-commissioned officer who sacrificed his life for the kingdom of Lordaeron, I..."

The woman's sobs grew louder and louder, and Locke didn't know how to comfort her, the pain of the loss of a loved one didn't end in a sentence or two.

In the living room, another door was opened, and a little boy who looked like he was only five or six years old walked out.

"Mom, why are you crying?" The little boy stepped forward and put his arms around his mother's thighs and looked up at his mother with concern.

And his mother cried even more sadly.

"You must be a bad person!" The little boy turned around and pointed at Locke with an angry face and said, "You bullied my mother"

"You go! You're not welcome here! You go! The little boy stepped forward and pushed Locke hard, shouting.

"I'm sorry Ms. Alona, the money in the bag, it's the Crusaders' compensation for Sergeant Kars, I'm sorry." Locke bowed deeply to the woman, and in the little boy's push, left the house.

"I'm sorry, kid, I'm not..."

The door in front of me was slammed shut.

"Bad guys—" Locke said the remaining two words as he looked at the closed door, and the cry of the woman in the room suddenly became louder.

Locke sighed.

I'm sorry.

He stood in the street, ignored the surprised gazes of the others around him, bowed deeply to the house, and then turned away.

Walking through the streets of Gadar, Locke felt a boredom in his heart.

As the battle continues, I am afraid that such scenes will appear again and again, and there are no immortals in war, is your mentality too emotional? Could it be that this is the so-called one will make ten thousand bones dry?

Locke walked down his head to the little square of town, he felt that he should go to the hotel for a drink and forget about the troublesome things, if only for a while.

Dusk was approaching, and there were more people forgetting the sad inn, and many adventurers and soldiers were coming and going at the gate.

In the small square, from time to time, the Crusader soldiers saluted him, and Locke nodded his head tirelessly. Through this battle in Gallen, he completely won the hearts of the soldiers, and at the same time, because of the Norris incident, the soldiers admired him even more.

Thanks to the unremitting efforts of the soldiers, his behavior with Norris that day was completely spread among the Crusaders, which also indirectly confirmed the rumor that Norris liked Major Locke.

Locke walked a little bored, and in the days he had returned, he had not returned to the monastery, but had been stranded in Gadar under the pretext of a soldier's suicide note, which had now been distributed.

At the same time, Grand Commander Dasuo Khan and Grand General Abidis also ended the battle of their respective legions and once again gathered at the monastery on the top of Mount Daren to discuss the next step of the battle.

As a member of the Silver Hand and a senior commander of the Crusaders, he was sure to attend.

The meeting will be held the day after tomorrow, that is, tomorrow he will have to return to the monastery.

But how do you face Sally? And Noris?

Norris has been avoiding herself for the rest of the days since that incident, and isn't she avoiding her?

And what about Sally?

Now that this matter has been spread in the middle and lower echelons of the Crusaders, it is a person who knows it, it is impossible for her not to know, what will she do? What should I do?

Locke pushed open the curtain of the inn and walked in.

Even if it's less than two moons, the Forget Sorrow Hotel is still as lively as ever.

Adventurers and soldiers gathered in groups of three or five, drinking wine and eating steaming barbecue meat with wine glasses in their mouths, and the corners of their mouths were oily.

Locke walked straight to the bar of the inn.

"Hi, Hughes. Bring me a glass of dwarven spirits! Locke shouted at Hughes with his back to him.

"Okay, a dwarven spirit! Hughes turned his head and saw Locke, "Oh, the light is above, it's you!" Locke! ”

Hughes looked at his outfit in amazement.

Dressed as a high-ranking officer of a crusader.

Locke didn't take off his armor, on the one hand, because of the suicide note, and on the other hand, maybe because of the incident with Norris last time, so he didn't take off his armor.

"You—" Hughes said hesitantly. Are you dressed up? You are a crusader... Big shot? ”

"Yes, in fact I am a son of a nobleman, and I came last to join the Crusaders." Locke admitted.

"Oh, I'm sorry, my lord, I was a little slacking off." Hughes looked respectful.

"It doesn't matter. Hughes, bring me my dwarven spirits, I'm dying of thirst! Locke motioned for a quick drink.

Soon the dwarven spirits that were steaming white were brought up from the cellar by Hughes, and Locke took a big sip of it, cold and spicy in his throat.

It's so enjoyable!

"Hey! Locke!? I just saw the back and I thought it was you!? I didn't expect it to be you! If it weren't for Hughes and me, I wouldn't have dared to come and talk to you! ”

Locke put down his glass and turned to look.

The hostess Demitina was standing behind her, and she looked at her in surprise.

"Hey, long time no see, Demitina" Locke greeted her with a smile. "How's it going?"

"Oh, don't mention it, the days I lost you, I lived like years." Demitina smirked and winked her eyes.

Locke pretended not to see and said, "That's great, you'll live a long time, maybe the elves won't live as long as you." ”