"What are you going to do?"

A deep female voice appeared in the town hall, and Locke turned his head to look, and Bridget appeared at the door of the town hall with two dark circles under her eyes.

She stared at Locke, "What are you going to do?!" Why are you hiding it from me?!! ”

Without paying much attention to her, Locke naturally turned his head, and without a trace, he cleaned up the map full of symbols on the table next to him, and said casually, "It's nothing, just some necessary arrangements." ”

"Necessary arrangements?! Then why keep our Silver Hand out of the door?! Bridget walked all the way past the randomly placed tables and chairs, and she stood in front of Locke with some anger and asked, "And! Why should I be excluded? ”

"Lord Harvey, if nothing else, then I'll leave first. By noon, I'll have everything I need. "Hudson wisely chose to leave, he is no longer fit to be here.

"Well, got it. Hurry up and get Shiloh and Berg moving, and by noon I'm leaving, I need to see that our reserve corps is already active. ”

Hudson gave a quick military salute and turned to strode away.

"You're thinking too much, Bridget," Locke tucked the contents of the table into his magic bag, "Actually, I'm about to talk to you about it." ”

"Humph! Same as last night? Keep deceiving me? Bridget snorted and looked at Locke, who had been so angry last night. She thought that Locke was just talking to Hudson, but she didn't expect Locke to leave aside the Knights and have an all-night meeting with the officers of the Southern Theater alone!

When I came back, I was stopped by the guards outside! Whether she was coerced or enticed, the guards guarding the gate of the town hall never let her in.

So, she could only stand outside the city hall all night in anger!

"There's no need for me to lie to you, because last night's meeting was just a temporary idea of mine." Locke looked at Bridget frankly, "Because of time, I didn't let you participate, and in fact, you didn't have to." ”

"Because, you're going to go with me to the Valley of the Hearth."

"What do you mean?" The anger on Bridget's face gradually disappeared, and she looked at Locke seriously, "Make it clear!" ”

"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you yet." Locke shook his head, he fished out a towel soaked in cold water from the wooden basin next to him, wrung out the towel and handed it to Bridget, "Wipe your face and sober up." ”

Bridget didn't take the towel that Locke handed over, she looked at Locke coldly, unmoved. Locke wasn't angry, he put a wet towel on his face and slowly wiped it.

"You'll know when this meeting is over." Locke's tired voice came from under the towel, "I don't know, it's the right thing to do." But I'm really sorry, I can't really tell you, please don't ask. ”

Soon, the sound of the chair being knocked to the ground rings in Locke's ears, and he takes the towel off his face to find that Bridget has left the place.

Looking at Bridget's distant back, Locke sighed and stuck his somewhat confused head into the basin of cold water.

As the sun struggled to climb the sky of the Silver Pine Forest again, the entire Northern Silver Pine Forest began to slowly wake up from its slumber.

Thraleon was originally one of several satellite towns built around Iva, and its role was to compensate for the growing demographic tension in Iva, where many of the citizens and soldiers who worked in Iva were diverted from their homes.

However, as Ivar's population grew and the city grew outward, Thraleon gradually approached the capital of the Silver Pine Forest.

Its unique location and its popularity as a livable town have gradually become one of the more famous towns in Iva. At the same time, Thraleon was also a military city, where all three reserve regiments of the Southern Theater were trained.

Rurta was leisurely chopping firewood on the lawn outside his house, his naked upper body, his muscles bulging one by one, and the crystal sweat continued to slide down from it, falling on the dry grass. As a sergeant-non-commissioned officer of the 1st Reserve Regiment of the Southern Theater of Operations, he himself owned a separate house in Thraleon.

"Hey, Mark, you're up so early."

Ruerta looked up at the head on the fence next door, it was his neighbor Leonner, a maintenance worker at a windmill.

"Is it early? Ral? The sun has risen. Rurta smiled and put down the axe in his hand, picked up the bottle from the wooden chair next to him, and walked to the position of the fence.

Without saying a word, Rurta handed the bottle in his hand to Leonne, who secretly glanced at the house behind him like a thief.

"It's just a sip of wine, Mary won't say anything." Rurta grinned and leaned on the wooden fence as he watched Leonar, who took a big sip of the bottle to his mouth and returned it.

"No, it's not Mark," said Leonner, wiping the water from his mouth, and said meaningfully, "I swore to Mary that I would quit drinking. You know, I was an alcoholic before, and alcohol ruined everything for me. ”

"And now?" Rurta asked him with a smile.

"Is this wine? It's water! Leonar looked at Ruerta in surprise, as if the bottle was really water.

Rurta laughed and gave him a thumbs up with his arm, but before he could say anything, a continuous sound of horns came from all around the town!

"Woo!!!"

The earth-shattering trumpet soon sounded in this quiet town, and this quiet and peaceful town instantly boiled!

Bursts of noise rose from all over town!

"Damn!!" Ruerta's face tightened! He threw the bottle into Leonar's arms, "This bottle of dwarven liquor was given to you Ral, don't let Mary find out!" ”

Knocking open the door of his home, Rulta made his way to the hanger next to the fireplace in his living room, where there was a freshly polished Crusader armor.

Rurta scrambled to remove his armor from the hanger and place it on the table next to him, just as the bedroom door behind him opened.

"What happened? Mark?! A woman appeared behind him, looking at Rurta worriedly.

"It's the horn of an emergency gathering, Sera." Rurta quickly put his armor on himself, "The Legion is summoning us!" ”

"Is there going to be a war?" The woman looked at her man worriedly.

"Don't worry darling, maybe it's to exterminate the gnoll ......" The casual promiser woman, the man's hand did not stop.

But soon the woman's low sobbing voice came out, which made the man stop what he was doing.

Rurta stopped his movements, he turned his head to look at his wife, and soon his eyes softened, and he took her in his arms and kissed her forehead to comfort her.

"My dear, we are the people of Silverpine Forest, this is our home, and it is my duty to defend our home." Rurta hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and he sighed and said, "Defending the homeland, what a sacred word. If I could have taken up arms to resist when a natural disaster invaded our homeland like I did today......."

"In short.... Go watch the children," Rulta pulled away from the woman in his arms, looking at her with a smile, "They need mommy." ”

The sound of the horn outside stopped, but Rurta's heart became more anxious.

Before he had time to think about it, Rurta pushed the woman away, and he put the armor on the table piece by piece onto himself.

"But children need a father even more!" The woman said behind Rulta with tears streaming down her face.

Rurta staggered, but soon, his hands were faster.

According to the new rules of the army, if you do not appear on the army's training ground after three horn sounds, then you will be hanged......

Even though his wife was crying behind her, Rurta couldn't care about her.

After putting on the armor, Rurta was shocked to find that his battle robe was missing. This made him break out in a cold sweat!

The robe is like a soldier's identification, and losing it can be a troublesome thing. To put it mildly, if this lost robe had been exploited and the army had suffered huge losses, it would have been hanged! Even if you are small, if you wear a robe that does not match your identity, you will also be confined!

While Rulta was anxious, his wife brought her neatly stacked robes out of the bedroom.

Putting the robe on her man's body, the woman wiped her tears and said, "Let's go, I'm waiting for you and the children to come back!" ”

The corners of Rurta's eyes were hot, he sniffed, then hugged the woman vigorously and bit her rosy lips hard!

After a short moment, Rurta pulled the woman from his arms and looked at her carefully, then he turned and pushed the door open and walked out!

Holding a shield marked by Lordaeron in his left hand, a one-handed sword in his right, thick armor on his body, and a crusader robe on his chest, the well-dressed Rurta appeared at the door, and he found that on the lawn of his house, the neighbors around him had arrived.

Lal took his family, and John Sr. nearby with his wife.

"Thank you, Mr. Mark," Old John bowed to Rulta with his wife, "thanks to the Crusaders! May the Holy Light bless you all. ”

Rulta bowed to them slightly, and then came to Lal and his family.

Ral tilted his head at his wife, Mary, who shrugged her shoulders and walked to the room to comfort Seira, who was crying in the room.

"Mark!" Lal pulled his daughter to stand in front of Ruerta, Lal was a little excited, and the corners of his mouth trembled because of this, "Linya, salute Uncle Mark, it is because of their presence that we can live here in peace." ”

Lal's daughter is only five years old, but even if she is only five years old, under the influence of this sinister environment, she knows a lot of things that she should not know.

The little girl with long blond hair looked up at the tall Uncle Mark, who raised her arms in a respectful manner and saluted him solemnly.

Mark quickly returned a solemn salute to the little girl, and then crouched down.

The little girl looked at Uncle Mark, who was fully armed in front of her, and she plucked up the courage to ask her doubts, "Uncle Mark, have you met my first father?" ”

Rurta knew that Lal's family was a regrouped family, and that Linya was not actually his biological child, but the daughter of his wife Mary and her ex-husband.

"I'm sorry, Linya, uncle didn't see your father." Mark shook his head. In fact, her father would have died in the war against the Scourge long ago.

"My first dad fought on the battlefield, do you know where the battlefield is? Mom said it was a far, far away place. He didn't come back in order to give us a good life. However, Linya really misses him so much. ”

The little girl clasped the little puppet in her hand, and she muttered to herself, "Linya really misses him......"

Rurta wordlessly took the little girl in his arms......

"It's okay if you can't find it, Uncle Mark." The little girl leaned into his ear and whispered to Rurta, "If you meet me, tell me my first father." Please tell him that my mom and I are doing well, that my second dad is very good to us and that I like him very much. ”