"Two arbiters, would you like to take a break in our camp and drink some hot soup to warm up?"

A young junior prosecutor at the head smiled at them and said, "We have broth made of fresh potatoes and dried beef that we have delivered from the Southern War Zone!" Oh! Definitely not carrivorous meat! Well, we still have a lot of wheat cakes...."

"No thanks, thank you for your kindness." The knight turned over and dismounted, and said to the young prosecutor with a smile, "We still have a mission, and we can't leave here at will." ”

"Hah, it's okay." The young prosecutor bowed to them and said, "You can enter our camp at any time if you need it." ”

"May the Light bless you!"

"So are you!"

Then, under the watchful eye of the two of them, the prosecutor returned to the camp with the soldiers. Soon, the aroma of beef wafted out along the cold wind.

Smelling the scent, the knight smacked his lips and said to Lardo beside him, "Ah, we haven't had a sip of hot soup since yesterday morning. ”

"Go if you want." Laerdo stared intently in the direction of the undead barrier, the cold wind hanging by their sides, and he involuntarily shrunk his neck, "I'll watch for you." ”

"Forget it." The knight rubbed his cold red nose and said, "The two of us are safer, who knows what the hell is in the wilderness here." ”

"Oh?" Raldo smiled helplessly, he turned to the knight and said, "Are you still a believer in the Light?" ”

"Faith in the Light and things with one's own fears are not in conflict with the Raldo." The knight wrapped himself tightly in the red cloak behind him and said, "For example, what we saw this afternoon. ”

"The prosecutor was there to kill a dozen poor children picking mushrooms in a wooded forest." "This may be out of belief in the Light, or fear of undead magic, or more likely from an ......order from above," the knight said, "It may be out of belief in the Light, or it may be a fear of necromantic magic, or more likely an order from a superior."

"Don't talk to me so much useless, Dia." Raldo turned his head to look at his companion calmly, "I know you can always use your own reasons to convince others. But in the case of this afternoon, I don't think the poor people did anything wrong! ”

"They just don't have anything to eat! They just keep themselves alive here! That's all!! Lardo gritted his teeth and said, "But what did the crusaders do here?" They are indifferent! They just don't care if they're fed or not! Nothing to the poor who are starving and cold! ”

"They risked their lives to find food, but they were killed by the soldiers guarding the gate at their doorstep!!"

"Calm down, Lardo," said the knight named Dia, who had turned on his horse, and said to Raldo, sighing, "what you said is true, but it is not true. ”

Raldo's eyes widened instantly!

"Don't worry! You're retorting to me when I'm done. Dia shook her head helplessly, "The first thing you need to know is that this is the Eastern Lordaeron Region, not our Southern War Zone!" There is no large area of land suitable for farming! There are no gnolls druids who work diligently all year round! There is no peaceful sunshine in the silver pine forest here! Only a large area of land is surrounded by the poisonous fog of the plague! Those poisonous fogs can infect people with the plague and turn them into our enemies! Therefore, most of the logistics supplies here need to be supplied by our Southern Theater of Operations! ”

"Under such precedent conditions, every grain of grain is precious! And the Valley of the Hearth will only consider the refugees gathered here if the priority is given to every legionnaire! Because of the presence of the army, it can ensure that order in this area is restored, and there will be fewer wreaking havoc! It can restore our former glory to Lordaeron as soon as possible! So under this premise, the army must be given priority! ”

"Going back to the problem of the poor, according to the information we have. The Valley of the Hearth now gathers a large number of survivors, their numbers.... Sorry, I forgot. But it will not be less than 300,000, which is still a conservative number! And, that's not counting the scattered people around the Valley of the Hearth. ”

"Do you know what that number means?" Dia asked Raldo, who silently looked in the direction of the Undead Barrier.

"It means that there is a lot of food needed here, so much so that we can't calculate it clearly! And even if we had enough food, we wouldn't be able to give it all to the poor! There is no guarantee that it will reach every poor person! ”

"You say let the crusaders distribute food to the poor, so how can the soldiers who do not have enough food keep their bodies full while fighting? Without a good body, how can we defeat those natural disasters and undead? Do we want the undead to drive us all out of East Lordaeron? ”

Lardo glared at Dia, these words seemed to make a lot of sense, but he just couldn't accept it! What's more, that's not what he said!!

"What you explain has little to do with my question! Do you understand? Dia. Raldo set his eyes on the wilderness not far away, where a fire had just been extinguished.

"What I'm saying is, if you can't help those poor people, then, why can't you let them go?! Why kill them?! Lardo stared at Dia and said in a hoarse voice, "Isn't life worthy of your respect?!" ”

Dia looked at Lardo in surprise, he opened his mouth to say something but couldn't.

"Those are living people! It's not the undead wielding a rudimentary sword to kill us! They are poor people who can cry, they can cry, they can kneel and beg for mercy! They are children!! A bunch of kids!! ”

Lardo couldn't control his emotions anymore, and he shouted at this crusade crossing, "Those children! They should have a great future!! They are struggling to survive in this dark world! Didn't die at the hands of the undead! but at the hands of our own people! Isn't that a great irony?!!! ”

"What did they do wrong?! Nothing!! No!!!!! ”

"They're just looking for something to eat.... fill in his belly...."Raldo sobbed, tears streaming down his eyes, "Is this wrong?... Have it? ”

"The oldest of them was only sixteen years old! The youngest is also less than five years old.... Five-year-old!! ”

Dia looked at his companion in a daze, for a long time, at the sobbing Raldo, who stretched out his hand and patted him on the back.

"O Holy Light! May you make those children happy under your protection. The children! May you have endless food in the light of the Light! May you forget the hardships of this world! O Light......" Raldo wiped away his tears and whispered a prayer to the Light.

Dia sighed and tilted her head to the side.

But he found that at the gate of the outpost camp, many soldiers had come out and were watching them.

The young prosecutor was standing in front of everyone with a gloomy face. He gave the order to kill the poor children in the afternoon.

He quickly walked over to Dia's side.

"Your Excellency, as the most pious subordinate of the Grand Commander, how can you, as the Grand Commander's most pious subordinate, question his decision? Your actions are wrong, your thoughts are dangerous! How can one sympathize with the poor who have been infected with the plague? ”

The young prosecutor glared at them with sharp eyes, "You are the left hand of the Grand Commander!!" Look ye up to who you are, ye ......"

Looking at the chattering face of the young prosecutor, Lardo clenched his fists, and he was about to punch him hard in the face!!

However, before he could do anything, his friend let out a loud roar!!!

"Roll !!!!!!!"

This huge roar made the young prosecutor jump in fright. He didn't seem to believe that the words were coming from the arbiter's air, and stood stunned and looked at them.

By the light of the torches burning beside him, Lardo could clearly see that the young prosecutor who had been counting them excitedly was instantly red, and his facial features began to distort in an incongruous way.

A wave of refreshment instantly rose from Laardo's whole body!

No one yet! Dare to insult the prosecutor in person!!

Not to mention the two of them, even the soldiers behind the prosecutor were stunned, but they didn't mean to come forward to help, they just watched indifferently from behind.

"You dare to insult me!!" The young prosecutor's body trembled violently, and his voice broke out with a scream that amused everyone.

Dia looked at the young prosecutor coldly and said nothing.

"I'm in the capacity of a prosecutor! I order you to arrest them both!! The prosecutor pointed to Dia and Lardo, and commanded the soldiers behind him, "I suspect they are the spies of the undead!" Or a traitor!! It must be strictly censored!! ”

It's just that the soldiers didn't follow the prosecutor's order, they looked at the three of them with some hesitation, and they didn't mean to do anything.

Raldo and Dia wore the armor and robes that represented the Scarlet Arbiters.

In the Crusaders, the arbiters originally represented justice and trial, and they were always the subordinates of the Chancellor or Inquisitor, responsible for maintaining order in the Grand Court or Chamber. To a certain extent, they also represent the majesty and justice of the Crusader law.

After the Grand Commander set off an operation to examine the undead spies, the arbiter was also transferred behind the mid-level prosecutors, acting as a watchdog and a bystander, to determine whether the prosecutors were interrogating the suspects strictly according to the requirements when questioning!

In this period, the Arbiter is the most powerful subordinate of the Grand Commander!

Now, the prosecutor told them to arrest the two adjudicators, which undoubtedly confused them. Let's put aside the military rank, it's like letting the supervised catch the person who supervises him.

But the soldiers' hesitation made the young prosecutor even more ashamed!

"I'll let you catch them! They are fake!! Fake!! The young prosecutor yelled frantically at the soldiers behind him!" A real arbiter! will not interfere with the work of the Prosecutor!! ”