When Dinen woke up, Sal and Albert had already rushed to his side, and under the concerned gaze of the two people, he sat up with his head covered, and the first thing he said was to Albert: "-You are really born of the Holy Light!" ”

The paladin seriously thought about whether to punch him for a while, but in the end, he only sighed helplessly.

"I only thought of this temporarily, didn't you say the Holy Light blessed?"

Dinin looked at him with a toothache for a while: "Okay, Mr. Genius, congratulations on learning a new skill just by whimsical - the Holy Shield Technique can be learned by you like this, your teacher should really be Uther!" ”

"This ...... He did teach me for a while. Albert hesitated for a moment and whispered.

Dineen looked at him dumbfounded, and suddenly felt that he might not starve to death if he changed his career to fortune telling.

After gossiping, he got up from the ground and looked in the direction of the watchtower. The dilapidated building had completely collapsed by this time, and there was not the slightest movement.

"Solved?" He asked.

Sal nodded, and Albert helplessly said, "You've blown up the entire watchtower......"

But Dineen was still not at ease and insisted on taking a look. So they dragged their aching bodies closer to the watchtower.

The explosion blasted the tower from top to bottom, leaving barely a single piece of wood intact. A few places were still burning, emitting choking black smoke. Dineen picked up a piece of wood and roughly pulled it through the ruins a few times before finding some transparent gum. He tried poking them, but got no response.

"Looks like it's solved." He announced.

"Oh." Albert breathed a sigh of relief, "Great. ”

"Seriously, this thing is disgusting." Thrall also picked up a stick, picked it up a little and looked at it, "Now it looks like a puddle of snot." ”

Dinen quickly threw the stick into the fire, then glared at him.

It's just a joke. But when Dineen noticed that the gum was melting quickly in the fire, he began to consider whether to create a firebreak and burn the area again.

"—what are you two trembling about? And I'm not talking about now! ”

In the end, they unanimously decided to leave the matter to the vigilantes.

After that they spent another time checking around. The other exit is in good condition, but in terms of its depth, it is difficult to go down. What's more, after their fuss and ooze sweeping, there is almost nothing in it. Dineen had wanted to check the Cursed Cult's documents and letters, but he was intrigued by the thought of how much more information the paper could leave behind after it had been stained with slime and tumbling and stirring.

"Tell the security team to blow up this place by the way." He said this, causing the two of them to look sideways for a while.

Then Dineen went into the woods and retrieved the flag that had saved his life. Although the fabric has been torn open by the raging air waves, it is still intact overall. The three of them gathered together to look at the flag, and Albert exclaimed, "This is the flag when the alliance was first established." ”

Sal was a little embarrassed. After all, the Lordaeron Alliance was formed to defend against the Horde. But that's not what Albert was trying to say. He looked at the sign a little sadly.

"I still remember that." He whispered, "The refugees from Stormwind brought news, and the emissaries of the Seven Kingdoms argued in the halls. At last they made a common oath with their hands on the hilt of their swords, and the descendants of Emperor Soladin were united under the same banner, while the dwarven battle axes and elven longbows were with us. ”

"Now that Stormwind has been rebuilt, Kul Tiras is still thriving, and Ironforge is supporting us as always, but Alterac is gone, Fort Riptide is in decline, Gilneth is out of the league, Dalaran is out of business, and Quel'Thalas is closed again. We've lost the heroes and entire legions on the other side of the Dark Gate, Tulayan, Khadgar, Aurelia Windranger, Kudran Hammer, Danas Torbain, ...... The unity of the Union is a thing of the past. ”

Hearing this, Sal remembered a tribe he had never seen before. It is said that at that time, all the orc clans were united in obeying the call of the Great Chief, and they were able to cover the mountains when they stood side by side. He didn't know if the orcs might still be united if they stuck to tradition. But if the tribe can maintain its pride and unity, their glory and power will not be inferior to that of the alliance.

"If we could all be united," he said unconsciously.

"Then we must have nothing to fear." Albert replied subconsciously.

Dineen raised an eyebrow.

- Are the two of them the same "we"? Or am I overthinking?

"There will come a day." He said meaningfully.

Yes, there will be a day.

Soon.

***

Dinen retrieved a packet of healing potions from a tree near the main entrance of the watchtower. Most of them shattered under the impact of the explosion, but a few bottles remained intact.

"You're so well prepared." Albert sighed.

He received an angry glance from Dineen: "Or else? Do you think I'm going to stay in town and wait for the Cursed Cultists to bring your obituary? ”

Albert saved him twice, and even if he really went to die, Dineen couldn't leave him alone. However, when he thought that this kid would leave, he would run away with a turn of his head. Leaving Dineng to deal with the mayor and get ready, he was almost so busy that people turned over on their backs - he was so anxious that he kicked open the door of the store, took his things and ran, and even the horse was led by the hand, I don't know how the captain of the security team explained it to others.

Anyway, Dineen has no money to pay.

"This," Albert paused, "I just thought you'd bring the vigilantes over and make sure nothing went wrong." ”

"If you didn't just run on a rampage, that's what I really wanted."

"But if I stay in town, won't I be able to meet Sal?" Albert retorted, "Mayor Mare won't attack you either, and you've found a way to lift the curse." ”

Dineen didn't respond to him right away. He played with the potion bottle in his hand, thought silently for a moment, and then said slowly, "Well, I have to admit it - I made a mistake. ”

"Shhh, let me explain it to you first. At first I refused because I thought that something I had to do was more important than the lives of these innocent people, so I needed to be safe. But now I have discovered that standing by and watching is the same as being responsible. ”

He refuses to take risks because he wants to live to save more people, but the people he wants to save are no different from those whom he ignores. If Dineen is now seeking security for a possible future, what about the next time he saves more people with the same risk? How can he determine which time he will save the most people, this time, or the next?

No one knows.

So Dinein can and should do this – give it his all every time.

"I think you're right this time, mate." He paused, then added, "—though still a little impulsive." ”

If he hadn't met Sal, Albert wouldn't have waited for him to arrive. If Thrall and Albert weren't here, Dinen wouldn't have been able to venture out. Fortunately, luck has always been on their side. Despite all the dangers, the three were reunited unharmed.

Of course, the paladin knew this, but that didn't stop him from being in a good mood right now. So he smiled and agreed, and then raised the medicine bottle in his hand: "Let's not talk about that, let's have a drink?" ”

Thrall laughed, and Dinen shook his head disapprehrovingly, but they agreed to the invitation anyway.

Cheers ——!

***

In the end, Dineen still didn't take out the forged official document. They're conspicuous enough. The army that received the signal for help would arrive soon, and Blackmore was not bold enough to ignore the safety of the people for the sake of Saar. In this case, Dinen was eager for the people of Talenmir to say that they did not know him.

Fortunately, they didn't have much contact with the townspeople, and the most people remembered about their appearance was that it was difficult to associate a paladin with a fleeing gladiator.

After a short rest, Dineen and Albert rushed back to town, telling Acting Mayor Andrew that they had eliminated the Cultists and explaining the aftermath. The latter naturally complied with everything, and enthusiastically retained them, but naturally they were resolutely rejected. The reward given by the other party was also divided by Di Ning, and it was directly compensated to the store that was swept away by him.

The paladins had no problem with this, except that they were a little worried about the travel gear they hadn't landed yet. Dineen shrugged his shoulders and pulled him to Parker's house under the pretext of saying goodbye.

There is nothing to hide from the Parker family, who see them as benefactors. Dineen succinctly explained his needs, and Brand readily agreed, even refusing their money. Albert wanted to hold on, but Dineen sighed and tugged at him.

"Don't be stupid, we still don't have enough money."

Albert: "......"

Once again, he deeply felt what it was like to be poor, and suddenly he had an irrepressible urge to feel homesick.

- No, no, no, I'll be beaten to death if I go home now. You have to calm down.

Not only did Brand quickly prepare everything they needed, but he also sent Dinen and Albert out of town. When he saw Sal, he was really shocked. But the young man also accepted reality surprisingly quickly, and they even had a few simple and polite conversations, completely unrecognizable about the racial barriers.

"Maybe I used to be prejudiced because of race, but now I know that evil has nothing to do with what is seen on the surface." Brand said this, his eyes full of gloom.

Seeing his expression, Albert could only sigh. He knew that the seeds of hatred had been planted in the young man's heart, but he still had a glimmer of hope and asked Brand about his plans for the future.

Brand hesitated slightly, and looked at Dinein.

"Your parents are the only son left with you. Lucina has been scared of you for a long time," and before he could ask, Dinen pointed out mercilessly, "You plan to bury yourself in revenge once again, leaving those who love you to wash their faces with tears?" ”

"But if I don't do anything, how am I going to deal with my brother?" Brand yelled unwillingly, "He shouldn't have died!" He had nothing to do with it! ”

Dineen looked at him without saying a word, thinking about whether he should scold him or persuade him to dispel the young man's impulse. But in the end he changed his mind.

"I'm not going to let you go to the Cursed Cultists for revenge, young man, that's death." "But you can get justice in another way," he said. As long as you promise you'll do what I say. ”