Chapter 260: Dalyan who stole away
The matter of the Barov family, if you think about it from the perspective of the Lordaeron royal family. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ With such a huge family, he can even be compared to the royal family, the threat is too great.
And several of his fiefs were important, and it was clearly inappropriate to leave such a family behind when the kingdom of Alterac had fallen.
If Locke thinks about this from the perspective of King Terenus, it is obvious that this old king also has the intention of swallowing the territory of the Barov family.
Presumably, the town of Brill, which belongs to the territory of the Kingdom of Alterac, makes the old king look dazzling, right? It was right under the nose of the royal city of Lordaeron. This alone gave the old king a chance to clean up their family.
And standing on the side of the Barov family, Lordaeron has embezzled his family's territory for hundreds of years in this way, and any family must be resentful. What's more, Lordaeron did not protect the Barov family, allowing them to constantly suffer the insults and curses of the old nobles of the Alterac Kingdom, and the name of the renegade has always hung on their family's heads.
This is also understandable why they would contact Kel'thugad and sell their family and soul to the Scourge Legion.
That kind of unforgettable hatred is what anyone would do.
"There is no absolute justice in this world, and there is no absolute evil. It's just that they all think that their starting point is correct and their behavior is correct. Locke suddenly popped up with this sentence, which made Bridget inexplicable.
As the yellow sun set toward the mountains to the west, the Crusaders chose to camp on the banks of the Sodoril River.
In this polluted land, water is particularly important.
Although the Crusaders chose to camp here, the water was not drinkable and had to be fetched from the upper reaches of the Sodoril River.
On the Sodoril River and downstream on Lake Dalon Mill, the waters of the lake have been polluted by plagues of natural disasters. The water turned yellow and muddy.
The Sodoril River originates in the mountains of the upper reaches of the Western Plaguelands, and its rushing waters divide the entire Eastern Lordaeron in two, forming what is now the Eastern and Western Plaguelands.
Locke walks on the somewhat dilapidated Sodoril Bridge, the only way to connect the Plaguelands East and West.
Because of its strategic location, there are quite a few troops stationed here at both ends of the bridge. In the past, when the First Army opened up here, it sacrificed a lot of soldiers. On both sides of the bridge, there are many graves with tombstones.
On both sides of the bridge, some merchants also stopped and rested here for a short time. Since ancient times, there has been trade where there are people, and there have been merchants. In such a dangerous wilderness, there is no safer place than an army camp.
Locke came to this end of the bridge, where the Fifth and Second Legions were stationed. Locke first went to pay his respects to the soldiers who had died here, and then returned to the garrison.
Inside the camp, the Grand Lord Mograini was looking at a soldier in front of him with a serious face.
"Great Lord, what's going on?" Locke asked him suspiciously, the Great Lord rarely reprimanded the soldiers, there must be something wrong here.
"Ugh." The High Lord sighed, and he beckoned to Locke, motioning for Locke to come over.
Locke walked over a little confused, and soon he found out what had happened.
The soldier in front of him was none other than Darien Mograine, the second son of the High Lord.
This young man, who had just turned 16 years old, was looking at the Great Lord with anger on his face.
"Father! I'm an adult! You can't do anything without me! I'm a paladin now, too! I have the right to decide my own actions, and not to live under your protection! I don't want that, that's not the life I want! The little one yelled at his father in bitter distress.
The Great Lord's face was full of suffering, and wrinkles poured into each other.
"Dalyan, how did you get out?!" Locke smiled and asked him, "I remember you weren't at the Grand Inquisitor, learning the Way of Light?" How did you run out? β
"Thisβ" Dalyan blushed, hesitated a little, and did not answer Locke's words.
"Guards!" The Great Lord straightened up, looking a little angry. He commanded the guards who came in. "Go and call the Commander of the First Army, Renault! Just say I'm looking for him! β
Hearing his father say this, Dalyan's face turned red, and it was obvious that he had something to do with Renault in the matter.
Not long after, Renault hurried over on horseback.
As soon as he dismounted, the great lord rushed forward and grabbed him by the collar.
"How did I tell you! Didn't I make you look favorably on Dalyan?! Make sure to send him to Elison! How did you get him to come out with you! What's going on with you?! β
The Grand Lord, Mograini, roared with his mouth wide open, his eyes wide, and the spitting star sprayed Renault in the face.
Renault looked at the angry lord with some horror, but he didn't say anything.
"Father! Let go! This is all what I asked for, Renault didn't want me to come out in the first place, I asked him to let me out! β
This scene was somewhat unexpected by Locke and Dalyan.
Dalyan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his father's arm, persuading him.
Locke also hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the big lord's arm, "Don't worry, don't worry. I think Renault brought Dalyan out to let him see the world, after all, the caged birds will have to regain their freedom sooner or later. What could be safer than so many of us together? β
The Grand Lord was still panting and glaring at Renault, who gradually regained his composure, and he looked at the ground beside him without saying a word.
"Our Paladin's Path is not just about receiving the guidance of the Light in the Cathedral. In the same way, fighting is also the best way to give birth to a person's growth! After all, there are so many of our paladins here, which is also helpful for Dalyan's growth. β
Locke turned to look at Renault and asked, "Is that so?" Renault!! β
Renault looked up and found that Locke was glaring at him, Renault nodded, "Yes father, I think Dalyan can accept a certain amount of battle under our protection." It's only good for him, and it doesn't hurt. So I didn't inform you, and brought him out hiding in my guards. β
"It's me who didn't think about it."
Renault hurriedly bowed his head and apologized.
Dalyan hurriedly apologized, and finally the anger of the Great Lord subsided.
Dalyan was left behind by the Grand Lord of Locke, and Renault returned to the First Legion.
"Locke, I need to talk to Dalyan about something."
As soon as Renault left, inside the tent of the headquarters, the Grand Lord proposed the idea of talking to Dalyan alone.
"Oh, that's right! I'm going to make arrangements to check on the soldiers' food. β
Locke smiled at Dalyan, who was peeking at him, this kid was so bold that he sneaked out and came here with him.
It's really a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers.
Locke walked out of the tent to find Bridget looking at the tent not far away.
"Hey, what are you looking at? Sneaky. Locke asked Bridget.
"What else can you see? Who doesn't know what you guys were doing? I'm just a little curious, so I wanted to find someone to ask. Bridget looked at Locke gossipingly, waiting for Locke's explanation.
"It's nothing, Renault hid from the big lord and let Dalyan's kid sneak out with the army."
"Oh? Is it? This kid has the style of my youth! Bridget said with a smile.
"Are you praising yourself, or are you hurting yourself?" Locke was also a little crying and laughing.
"By the way, why didn't you go over and see for yourself?" Locke asked, confused, and it suddenly occurred to him that Bridget had never spoken to the High Lord alone.
"Oh, nothing." Bridget waved her hand, "The Great Lord is more serious in my impression, the kind of person who doesn't smile. So I was a little uncomfortable facing him, so I avoided contact with him. β
"Your idea is really peculiar, I think the Great Lord is quite good." Locke spread his hands, at least he thought the Great Lord was pretty good.
"Yes, of course you won't know. In the eyes of all of us, you are even closer than Renault in the eyes of the Grand Lord Mograini. Bridget pouted, "If I were Renault, I would hate you!" β
Locke, who was still smiling, heard this, and the expression on his face became a little stiff.
If you think about it carefully, if I were Renault, I wouldn't know how uncomfortable I would be...
At that moment, Dalyan emerged from the tent with a happy face. At the same time, he also changed into an officer's robe and armor.
The young man rushed to Locke's side with a look of excitement.
"Ha, Locke, my father is not angry anymore. He agreed to my request and did not send me back. Ha ha! Dalyan said ecstatically, and soon he saw Bridget.
"Hey, hello Sister Bridget. It's been a long time, but you've become pretty again. Is this the power of love? β
What woman can refuse to be praised for her beauty?
"Yo, little Dalyan, it's been a long time since I've seen you become very talkative!" Bridget had a long mouth and a smile from ear to ear.
"No, no, no, in my eyes, Sister Bridget has always been so beautiful." Dalyan's eyes rolled, and he kept complimenting Bridget.
"Okay boy, tell me anything! I know you won't say this for no reason. Bridget smiled and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter with you?" β
"Haha, Sister Bridget is so smart." Dalyan grinned, kicking the dust on the ground, "I've heard from the First Legion that there's a delicious meat in this land. I want Locke to take me with me to find a little. β