"Commander Harvey, are you going out?" Sergeant Los Stewart asked, looking at Locke, who was tidying up in the room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sergeant Stewart was the caretaker of the Crusader Single Officers' quarters, a dutiful female non-commissioned officer who had previously looked after the sanitation of the place while Locke was away.

"Yes, Sergeant Stewart." Locke smiled, "Thank you for all this time, thank you very much." As you can see, I'm going out again, I'm afraid I won't be able to live here for a long time, and I need you to clean it. ”

"You're so polite, Commander." Sergeant Stewart said respectfully, "Actually, a lot of the time, it's Prosecutor Whitemane who cleans up here. ”

"No, it's different. Thank you anyway, though. Locke nodded slightly, and Sergeant Stewart saluted and left the room.

Locke simply cleaned up the room and stood at the door of the room staring at the large bed inside.

After they came back last night. Sally stayed here for one night and returned to the cathedral near dawn.

As for what happened in between, it's not for us to speculate.

Locke gently closed the door and walked towards the outside of the barracks, where the soldiers along the way saluted him respectfully. His bedroom was for a major officer, and it wasn't technically appropriate for him to be, but it didn't matter. Locke lived here for only a handful of years to come.

Arriving at the stable next to the bell tower, Bridget was already waiting here with his lightning bolt.

"Hey?"

"Hey!"

After a brief greeting, Locke took the reins of her warhorse.

The two of them pulled their horses along the main road that led to the bottom of the mountain in the Whispering Garden.

"Did you have a good night last night?" Bridget's first words seemed to prove her, as if she knew what had happened last night.

Locke frowned and turned his head to look at her, "Are you following me?" ”

"Cut! Who has the heart to follow you? Bridget spat disdainfully on the grass beside her.

"But it's pretty much the same!" Bridget said with a smile, "Do you know why I know?" Because last night, when the old man was drunk and not strictly guarded, he ran out to look for you. ”

"I didn't expect that! Someone went on a date with someone! ”

Bridget had a meaningful smile on her face, "And I just happened to be inquiring about it." ”

"Someone, someone, just know. Do you still want to be like we did before, and make it all over the city? Locke glared at her disapprovingly.

"Hmph, knowing that the original match is good, have you forgotten the contribution of the mistress?" Bridget's face became a little cold, and Locke looked at Bridget in front of him, expressing his helplessness towards him.

I don't know when it started, but the upright Brigitte disappeared. Now Bridget's face changes faster than a flip book, and I don't know what to think.

"It's not the same, okay?" Locke reluctantly withdrew his gaze, "Let's not discuss this now. All we have to do now is hurry back to Iva and get things in order. Then take the army and come to join the great lord. ”

"That's it! Don't hide it! Bridget turned her head with a snort.

It was still the grass in the Whisper Garden, and this time there were many more soldiers wandering here, and they all came up to salute and greet Locke when they saw it again, and their attitudes were much better than before.

That's one of the things a leader treats.

When Locke and Bridget reached the ramparts outside the Garden of Whispers, Sally was waiting in the outfit of a senior crusader prosecutor, and the soldiers standing guard next to her stood straight and motionless.

"Shh~" Bridget whistled in Locke's ear like a female hooligan, and then pulled the reins of the war horse and walked forward, leaving room for the two of them.

"Hey, are you okay?" Locke dropped the reins of lightning in his hand and faced Sally, who held her in his arms.

"What do you say?" Sally looked up at him, then leaned into his arms and muttered to herself with her eyes closed. "I really wanted to go out with you, but the chief prosecutor wouldn't let me out."

"It's okay, I'm relieved that you're here." Locke stroked her long blonde hair with his hand and kissed her forehead.

Bridget in the distance, leaning against the big tree by the side of the road with her hands in her arms, couldn't help but pout when she saw this scene, muttering that she didn't know what she was talking about.

"Something always needs to be worked out," Sally said with her eyes closed, something that puzzled Locke. "Don't come here!"

Just as he was surprised, Sally left his embrace and walked straight for Bridget.

Here, looking at Sally who walked straight over, Bridget's eyes narrowed, and she looked at Sally without saying a word.

"You...."Sally looked at Bridget, who was looking at her defiantly, and she looked down at her palm, "take care of Locke." Although I am not happy with your behavior, it has happened, and I don't want Locke to be embarrassed. ”

After saying this, Sally glanced back at the nervous Locke over there, and continued to look back at her, "Although he has a high status now, he is still like a little brother in our hearts. After all, he was only 19 years old. ”

"Oh? Is it? I didn't think it was small. Bridget clasped her hands in her arms and sneered. Then, she let go of her arms and stood up straight, the blue cloak behind her hanging down instantly, "You should have tried it too, right?" Let me guess, it was last night, right? ”

Sally looked at her face seriously, and instantly turned red. The solemn atmosphere she had created before was instantly lost.

"Look! I knew it! Brigitte smiled wickedly and clapped her palms, "How's it going?" ”

"What's so funny?" Sally blushed and couldn't help but retort, "Can't I have the right to pursue love?" ”

"No, I'm just a little excited when I think about the future Grand Prosecutor, naked under Locke." Bridget licked her pink tongue in the depths of her wicked smile, and then she put her arms around the unnatural Sally and whispered in her ear, "This is a different kind of temptation." ”

Sally hurriedly broke free from her embrace and looked at her with a wary expression. The latter's face gradually became normal, "Don't worry, although we didn't play together when we were children, you don't know who I am." But leave him to me and you can rest assured. I'm older than all of you, I'm 23 years old this year. I'm your big sister! ”

As she spoke, she put her mouth to Sally's ear again, and Sally immediately looked at her vigilantly, "Don't be nervous, I just want to tell you that there is another elf over there, and she is our common enemy." After all, it's not a pleasure to have a woman share her man, let alone three? Are you right? ”

"That's it! We're leaving! Pressed for time. Brigitte patted Sally on the shoulder, and she turned to look at Locke, "Hey, it's time for us to go!" ”

Locke hurriedly led the horse and walked over.

"Hey, what are you guys talking about? Just? Locke asked with a smile on his face.

"Oh, nothing. It's a story about a man and two women. Oh, and it could still be the story of three women. Brigitte said in a whimsical manner.

Sally ignored Briggie's nonsense, and she patiently arranged the placket and scarf for Locke.

"Ah, it's time to go. What's the use of you tidying up his clothes like this, and the wind blows on the road? "Bridget is already waiting impatiently on her horse.

Sally ignored him, still finishing up, and then looked at him, "Be careful, paladins are not omnipotent. ”

"I see, thanks." Locke took her into his arms, then pulled her out of his arms, kissed her, and flipped onto his horse.

Locke took one last look at her and yelled at Bridget, "Go!" ”

As soon as Locke pulled the reins of the lightning, the lightning rushed out, and Bridget followed him closely.

"Hey! She's been so good to you," Brigitte said as she rode up to him. Locke didn't pay attention to her, she shouted with a smile, "Do you want to know what we just said?" ”

"Sorry, I don't want to!" Locke pulled the reins and lightning sped up, leaving Bridget behind.

"Hmph, I wonder if I haven't told you yet!" Receiving a different answer, Bridget snorted coldly and sped up to follow.

Two hours later, they came to the town of Gadar, where the soldiers rested.

Captain Felicia, informed by the guards at the gate, greeted her from the camp, accompanied by a man in a baron's robe.

Locke looked closely, and the man was still a little familiar. It seems to be the nobleman who questioned himself in court that day.

Since the last time there was that stubble, Locke's sense of non-military aristocrats has been extremely bad. He pointed at the baron with some disgust and asked, "Captain Felicia, what's the matter with him?" ”

"Commander, this baron gentleman has asked for a job under your protection." Captain Felicia pointed to the nobleman next to him, with a slightly respectful expression on his face. "He's a mage."

"Oh?!" Locke, who was originally a little unconcerned, looked back at him when he heard this, and the latter also introduced himself in due course.

"Hello Commander, I'm Berg Hansen. You can call me Berg, I'm a mage. I'm sorry to bother you, but I really don't have a place to go. The young baron bowed his head and saluted Locke.

"Wait, this is not the place to speak," Locke stopped him as he instructed Captain Felicia, "Captain Felicia, pour our guests a cup of tea, let's go inside." ”

"Thank you very much, Commander, for your generosity and for not caring about my questioning of you in court." Berg thanked again.

"Let's talk about it inside." In this regard, Locke did not rush to show his attitude.