Chapter 265: Talonjun

Looking at Karin Redpass, who had already walked up the hill, Locke frowned. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he may have guessed what Chromie asked him to do for him.

In her previous life, Chromie was remembered for her cute appearance as a dwarf Lori, and on the other hand, because she was associated with a famous mission. One of the main reasons she is in the Plaguelands is to bring back a piece of history to those who tried to help her.

Locke sighed, to be honest, he didn't want to do this task, but looking at Chromie who was looking forward to him in front of him, Locke couldn't refuse.

Perhaps seeing Locke's hesitation, Chromie tapped his toe with the staff in his hand, "It won't take you long, and the threat there is nothing to you." ā€

Chromie muttered a few words as if talking to himself, "If you are an ordinary person, you may be in danger, and you are a paladin, which is not a problem for you at all." ā€

Locke sighed, although the Lori in front of him was a disguised dragon, he didn't have any sense of fear. After the strangeness passed, Locke even felt quite kind to her. After all, she didn't hurt anyone in the game, just looking for adventurers to ask for help in this matter.

"May I ask you?" Locke thought about it for a moment, and felt that this matter was not a big problem. It's just that it's a little strange that he's obsessed with this thing for Chromie.

"Say it!" Chromie nodded, "I'll tell you anything I can tell you." ā€

"Why are you bothering about this? Doesn't that match your identity as a Time Keeper? Locke asked the doubts in his mind, and he had been puzzled by Chromie's behavior. It doesn't make sense for a guardian dragon heir to recreate the tragic history of a little human girl.

"This question doesn't violate the rules of our bronze dragon, I can tell you." Chromie turned her head to look around, and she found a pile of supply crates stacked together and climbed up.

"Finally I don't have to look up at you anymore!" Chromie looked at Locke with a smile, "I prefer the current appearance to the dragon's body, although it is a little shorter. ā€

"As I said before, I'm a member of the Bronze Dragon Legion, and I have the ability to planeswalk. We can observe everything on the timeline, but we rarely interfere with the development of time. Chromie put away a relaxed expression on her face, and she became a little heavy, "During one of my observations on the timeline, I stumbled upon something that touched me. I don't think this can just go over, it shouldn't be forgotten in the corners of history, it should be known to you humans, to all races. ā€

"A peaceful life is hard-won, and all races should remember it, instead of generating all kinds of unnecessary strife." Chromie's delicate little face showed a somewhat lonely expression, "This is just a small request of mine, so I hope you can help me recreate this history." ā€

Locke looked down at the ground, the green grass was growing vigorously under the moisture of the holy light, and life was growing tenaciously on this land.

"Okay, I'll go."

Locke looked up at the delighted Chromie, and he smiled wryly and said, "I need to bring some companions over, for the sake of my life." You know, this land is cursed, and no one knows what will happen. ā€

"It doesn't matter, the more people who know, the better." Chromie nodded and smiled, "Go ahead so you can be back before dark." ā€

Rock walked through the bustling soldiers to Karin Redpass, the Silver Dawn Commander with a sad face on his face.

"Commander Locke, I'm afraid I really need your help." Redpass let out a long sigh, the wrinkles on his face piling together.

"Please."

"To the south, directly opposite our watchtower, there is a valley town in the county of Talon, where I once lived. If there had been no natural disaster, my family and loved ones would have lived there peacefully and happily, and I was also a local garrison captain. ā€

Karin Redpass looked at the south with some blankness and whispered, "After the invasion of the Scourbid, the great battle in Talon County still worries me. Commander Locke, I often wake up in the night, all in a cold sweat, thinking that I am there, thinking that everything is repeating itself. ā€

"I can bear the pain of losing my comrades, but the pain of going to my family is unbearable. During that battle, I had a little niece named Pamela missing. ā€

"In the Battle of Talon, we lost a lot of people. A lot of people died, and a lot of people got up again after they died and attacked us. At the beginning of the war, I hid my niece Pamela, and when we left in a hurry after the battle, I could not find her again, but I was always curious to know about Pamela. ā€

"All of this should have been my responsibility, but I really can't accept the fact that she left me, please forgive me for my weakness, I can't accept it. I want you to help me to find all traces of Pamela in Talon County, beg you, Lord Locke. ā€

At the end of the sentence, the leader of the watchtower began to weep bitterly, and Locke sighed, trying to comfort the old man, who had been a little vicissitudes.

"I'll help you, Redpass." Locke comforted him, glancing at Chromie in the inconspicuous corner of the crowd, who was nodding at him.

Quickly leaving the hills, Locke came to the ruins of the town beneath the hills.

In the ruins of this vast town, Locke found the garrisons of the Fifth and Second Legions, and called Dalyan and Bridget away.

Originally, he wanted to take the Great Lord and Renault with him, but he needed to leave the person in charge here.

Locke took Darien and Bridget, along with a squadron of soldiers from the Guards Company, and rode to Talon County.

According to the soldiers of Silver Dawn, the safe environment here is okay, and since the end of the war, there are far fewer undead here.

For an hour, Locke and the others were covered in a bloody sky, and the smoke and rancid stench made it extremely difficult to breathe.

They appear on the outskirts of Talon County.

Everything here was in tatters, and Locke looked around blankly, the remains of the house stabbing out of the ground like charred fangs.

It's quiet, and at the entrance are two flags of the Scourge Legion. The flag was cut off with a sword by Dalyan, who arrived later.

With a shield in one hand and a one-handed sword in the other, Locke carefully avoided the wreckage of the Plague Carts and the collapsed buildings. Around him, the soldiers of the Guards Company nervously surveyed everything around him.

"It doesn't look like it's inhabited," Dalyan said, a little uneasy, "maybe the poor little girl isn't here anymore?" Rescued by someone else? Maybe still living in Stormwind? ā€

Dalyan didn't notice that he was a little lacking in confidence when he said this.

Bridget kicked away the wood lying on the road, and the maggots lying together under the wood were frightened and squirmed to escape to the other hiding places.

Bridget looked away from the wriggling maggots with a look of disgust.

"Everyone scattered to see if there were any clues. Our target was a little girl under 6 years old who wore a double ponytail. Locke commanded the soldiers around him.

"What if you can't find it?" Bridget asked rhetorically, she looked at Locke and shook her head, "Don't kid yourself, there won't be any living here." ā€

"......" Locke was silent for a moment, he looked up at Bridget, "then find her body, her belongings." In short, everything related to children! ā€

The ranks were disbanded, and the soldiers scattered through the ruins of Talon County, searching for everything worth discovering.

Locke stood in the square in the center of Talon County waiting for news, and next to him lay there in the dry well, a dry skeleton holding the jar in his hand.

Locke stared at the skeleton as he stretched out his hand and the light appeared in his hand, appearing on the dry bones without reacting.

It seems that there really aren't any of the Scourge spirits here.

Just when Locke was in a daze, a guard came to report the news!

"Commander! We found the little girl," said the guard, a stout man over seven feet tall with red eyes, "You'd better come and have a look." ā€

Led by the soldiers, Locke quickly arrived at the target point, where all the soldiers were gathered. They watched in silence one by one, with tears on Dalyan's face as Brigitte stood in front of the little girl.

Locke walked over with heavy steps, and he saw the little girl, with blonde hair and a maroon dress, but her eyes were confused.

Locke felt a little distressed, as if a wild beast was biting at his heart.

He stretched out his hand, but he couldn't reach her.

She's dead.

She appeared in front of everyone in the form of a spirit.

The little girl looked at everyone timidly, as if she was familiar with Brigitte, and she hid behind Brigitte.

"I—" Locke felt his heart blocked, and he forced his expression to look kind, "Hello. ā€

"You... Hello, I'm Pamela Redpass," the little girl's spirit was hiding behind Bridget and secretly looking at Locke, "What's your name?" ā€

"My name is Rock Harvey, and I'm a paladin."

"Wow! We are saved! The uncles of the knights of the Silver Hand have come to our rescue! The little girl jumped out from behind Bridget, and she ran happily up and down the tattered house.

Bridget clutched her nose, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes.

"Yes, the paladins of the Silver Hand have come to your rescue." The smile on Locke's face was still the same, but the tears had fallen from the corners of his eyes.

The ethereal laughter of the little girl echoed in the room, and she happily shuttled back and forth between everyone.

After the joy passed, Pamela stopped running, and she cautiously came to Locke, and said timidly, "I'm so cold, brother, I don't feel any warmth." Can I pull your hand? ā€

Little Pamela lowered her head, clasping her fingers and looking up from time to time to sneak in Locke's expression.