"At first I thought that this thief should be put to death, but his actions made me realize that even the most hateful people have a noble side. We can't judge him guilty just by seeing his evil side. If we insist on doing this, then goodness will disappear from us completely. When each of us needs help from others, who will send out his own kindness to help us? ”

These words made the citizens below talk again, and even Ethan Lion couldn't stop nodding. These words are very much in line with the idea of the Holy Light teaching people to be wholehearted for good.

But you need to be careful that to do evil is to do evil. The wheat cake he stole was food for other families. Because of him, there may be a family in trouble because of this, and even end up in the same tragedy as this family. There's a good chance that this will happen in our current Fireplace Valley. ”

"So," Tyran looked down at the thief on the ground, "I forgive you so that you won't be hanged here." But you must be punished for your crimes as a warning to others. ”

"Executioner," Tyran ignored the thief's attempt to crawl over and kiss his boots again, instead taking a few steps back.

"Twenty lashes for him."

Twenty whips can open the skin of his back, and if there is no money for treatment, it may be able to recover in more than a month if he keeps it well. But if you're unlucky enough to get sick, that's another story.

However, in such a fireplace valley, it has become almost a luxury to keep it.

"Thank you, sir! You're such a nice guy! The woman took her daughter at the bottom of the steps and kept kowtowing to Tyran.

Tyran smiled slightly at the woman and her daughter, and then said to the citizens below as the thief was punished.

"Today, I forgive him because he is a thief but still has his own conscience. But what I want to tell you is that he used the wrong way to show his conscience, so he must be punished. ”

"I would love to see this be the first and last time. This kind of behavior is not to be promoted, and it should not be remembered! Mistakes are mistakes, and I hope you can take this as a warning! ”

"Because, not every time I can forgive someone who makes a mistake!"

"Here, I also want to tell you something. The law is just and fair, and we will not let a bad person go, nor will a good person die in vain! ”

The crowd roared again, and everyone cheered for the lord. In the midst of the crowd, there was a man in a gray-yellow robe, who also looked at Tyran above. It's just that the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes and his slightly trembling body made his long-suppressed excitement unmistakable.

It's just that everyone around him is like this, and no one will have anything to think of him.

Everyone has their own sad things.

Ethan Lion did not look any further, and he turned away from the lively square.

After this morning, Tyran's reputation will reach its zenith in the Valley of the Hearths, a height unattainable by all. No one can stop him from pursuing his governing ambitions here.

Through this speech, the crumbling hearts of the people and the military in the hearth valley can be greatly stabilized. Now, as long as Locke's help can come steadily, then the Valley of the Hearth will slowly get better.

Thinking of this, Ethan Lien couldn't help but sigh a little, young people have grown up. Squinting his eyes and looking up at the warm sunlight in the sky, Ethanlien instantly remembered the young men who had not yet been divided.

Locke of Eva, Bridget, Whiteman. Marlan, the Hand of Tyr, the deputy of Abydis the Elder, a group of young paladins under Maxwell of the Silver Dawn, and so on.

Maybe it's time for them to quit the stage?

Anyway, everything was on the table with the Tyran bucket, and there was no need to hide it, and Ethan Lion felt that he had never felt more relaxed in his heart. Suddenly, he wanted to visit the monastery in the Tirisfal Glade. Looking at the room where he used to live, I don't know if Locke has moved. Looking at the books in the library, I wonder if Locke has sent someone to watch it.

He would love to see the grave of Archbishop Fao again and to go there again to lay a bouquet of flowers...

Still want to...

In the shade of the trees, Ethanlyon's figure walked farther and farther, and his lonely back became longer and longer. Everyone who passed by along the way was cheering for Tyran's speech, and no one cared about the white-haired Attorney General...

Compared to Ethanlyon's open-minded mood, Banazal, the demon who was among the crusaders, was not so happy. In a house across the square, he was leaning over Dassault Khan and was looking at Tyran through gritted teeth.

The pawn was completely out of his control, even though he controlled Ethanlion to persuade Tyran, but in exchange for Tyran's intensified change.

His actions have overturned all the decrees he had made...

If he had followed, Banazal would never have been able to stay in the crusaders any longer, and there would have been no room for redemption of his plans.

"He must be eliminated! Get rid of all the pieces that dare to rebel against me! Banazar stared viciously at Tyran in the crowd, "No one can resist the wrath of the legion!" ”

Declining the invitation of the enthusiastic citizens, Tyran made his way back to Madnhold Castle, where someone was waiting for him.

"Ha, Marta, your advice is good. Let's go in and say. As he spoke, Tyran grabbed the young man in the noble robe at the door.

"I think we can send someone to contact Harvey right now, and I'm sure he'll help us right away..."

"I think we're going to wait... Grand Lord Harvey has been a bit busy lately, as long as he...."The two of them walked further and further, and the voices of the conversation became quieter and quieter, until they entered the depths of the gloomy castle.

On the square in front of the Madnhold Castle, where the sun shines lightly, everything is so peaceful...

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"First of all, you should stand here, and you should look at your subordinates below with a majestic gaze. Yes, exactly. Stop! Your movements are too casual, and you can't be as casual as you used to be. You have to watch your image, sir. ”

In the cathedral, Locke's etiquette teacher is teaching Locke some knowledge of aristocratic etiquette. Locke could only be tortured by the bald old man over and over again.

Norris leaned against the pillar at the entrance of the cathedral, her hands folded and her calm gaze at the perfect man in her heart. From time to time, the corners of his mouth will be secretly crooked, and he will smile covertly.

Watching Locke at the mercy of that old man was now her greatest pleasure.

But soon, this calm was shattered.

"Sir, the Valley of the Hearth is already changing as we intended. It's just that Lord Tyran's security level needs to be improved. ”

Norris looked at Locke intently, "That demon didn't find our people, did he?" ”

"It's not for sure, but at least so far, we haven't found any way out of our people."

Over there, Locke was once again reprimanded by the old man for his stiff limbs, which made Norris laugh at the corners of his mouth again.

After a long moment, Norris continued, "Lord Tyran's security level doesn't need to be raised. Too many people will allow the demon to discover the plan against him. ”

"Lord Tyran's situation is already dangerous..."

"Rest assured, someone is secretly protecting." Norris looked back at her subordinates, "Do what you have to do and protect yourself." ”

The visitor quickly left, and Norris continued to focus on Locke.

But it wasn't long before another voice reached Noris's ears, and it made her brow furrow.

"Ahh

A delicate female voice, like the voice of a girl in the stage of voice change. Norris looked back, and a little dwarf in a fitting priest's robe was at her side, looking at Locke in the distance.

"Who are you?!"

Norris was instantly alert to the stranger who suddenly appeared beside her, and her seemingly relaxed body instantly tensed. As soon as the dwarf made any other moves, she would pull a dagger from her magic bag and point it at her throat.

"Hey, hey, don't worry, Noris. I'm a friend of Locke," the female gnome looked up at Norris with a grin, and briefly introduced herself, "Well, I'm Chromie, well, I'm an archaeologist. ”

"Locke's best friend?"

"Well, in fact, we have a good relationship, but now you don't know...", Chromie spread his hands with a helpless expression.

In the face of this somewhat neurotic female dwarf, Noris only felt a little inexplicable, but she really didn't feel any hostility in her, so she could only relax her tense nerves.

She wanted to call the guards, but she gave up her idea.

"I have to say that Locke's success is inseparable from his talent for learning." "He's always so patient, even if the earth explodes, he can still deal with it so calmly." ”

"What the hell are you talking about?" Norris looked at her in confusion, and her eyes were not polite.

"Ah, Noris. Rest assured, I'm not going to be interested in a single human. The female gnome grinned, and then she continued, "I'm not Terrigosa..."

If Brigitte was here, then she would have chased after this Chromie to ask about this Telygosa, because Brigitte had heard the name from the dwarves' mouths. But apparently, she is not here.

Norris was different, she had gone with Locke to Quel'Thalas, and she had seen the she-dragon's ambiguity with Locke. Although she would love to ask Chromie how she knew the she-dragon. But Chromie's abnormality made her have deep doubts about Chromie.

In the end, she can only attribute it all to the fact that this mysterious little dwarf has a mental illness.

At that moment, the little dwarf Téromy let out an oh oh and turned to look at the sky.

"Another guest is here."

As Norris watched, a male High Elf with long black shawl hair and a black fitting robe appeared at the door of the cathedral.

"Who are you?"

In him, Norris felt a piercing threat, but to her strange thing, it was not aimed at her. It was the archaeologist beside her, the little dwarf Chromie.

"Stand back mortal, I'm not here to fight, I'm ordered to protect the human inside." Then, he turned his gaze to Chromie, "The Eternal Dragon Legion won't let you ruin this ritual. ”

"Ionus, as long as you don't do it, I won't do it." Chromie threw the staff taller than her away, clapped her hands and said, "The Bronze Dragon Legion will only observe the direction of the history of time, and will not disrupt the natural development of time." ”

"Very well," said the High Elf called Ionus to Chromie, "then please get out of here, and stay away from here." ”

Chromie spread her hands helplessly, and then she turned to Norris and said, "Well, I'm sorry, it looks like I'm gone." When he's not busy, you tell him that Chromie won't be able to attend his crusade reorganization. ”

"Wait... You—" Nollis looked at them with some confusion.

Eternal Dragon? Bronze Dragon? Are they from the Five-Colored Dragon Legion? What else is the history of time?

She was completely confused, but at the same time, her heart was also tense, until now, no one around has come here, and no one has noticed that there is something abnormal here.

This in itself is not abnormal!

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