After fulfilling their wish, Pamela and her daughter finally dissipated into the air and returned to the embrace of the Light.

Diego watched them disappear with some melancholy, but he had a feeling in his heart that he had finally fulfilled a wish, and for him, it was the touching stories that he had personally experienced that happened in Azeroth, which made him feel that he was living in the world rather than playing in the world, becoming one with the world, regardless of each other. Perhaps, it was this recognition and love for Azeroth that was the real reason why he was favored by the Holy Light.

Diego later opened the box, but he gave Karin Lespard the amulet necklace hidden in the box, leaving only the key as a keepsake.

Before noon, Diego came to the west of town, where the family graveyard of Asnal was located. It was here that Diego found his mother's grave. Due to Tirio Fordin's purification ritual, it is one of the few cemeteries in the Plaguelands that has not been desecrated by the Scourge Legion.

The tomb was not luxurious, and although the Asnar family had some property, it was far from being a wealthy family. For this strong and independent mother who gave birth to her predecessor, Diego is full of gratitude and respect.

After clearing the dead grass around the grave, he offered a bouquet of blooming white chrysanthemums in front of the grave. It was early spring, and the plants and trees had just woken up, and this bouquet of chrysanthemums was born by the druids with natural magic.

Diego had never seen this venerable lady, but it was evident from his burly and muscular body that she loved her child and raised him well. As he made his last respectful salute to the tombstone, he seemed to hear a sigh of contentment.

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The short stay in Talon County was not impatient, after all, they were exhausted from the previous difficult trek, and it was a good opportunity to take a break. And from Karin Respard's mouth, everyone already knew that Talon County was the saint's homeland, and this was the first time he had returned here after many years of wandering. Hometown is always of great significance in everyone's life.

On the third day they set out again eastward, and soon crossed the Sodoril River in the direction of the western plague lands.

Due to the rule of the Valley of the Hearth, the roads in the Western Plaguelands were much better than before, and they walked along the road for more than ten days, until Andohal stopped again.

As the first town to be recaptured from the Scourge Legion, Andorjar is now thriving again. It's a busy place and the town looks like a huge construction site. Houses have sprung up from the ground, ranging from houses, hotels, warehouses, and markets to the chapels of the Holy Light Sect. The most conspicuous is the new town hall, which is topped by a seven-story bell tower that can be seen even from outside the town. It seems that Silver Dawn attaches great importance to this place, and seems to want to reinvigorate the status of the grain trading center of Andorhar.

The town is inhabited by a mix of races, with barely half of the human population living and the Forsaken being the second largest race. Then there are dwarves, orcs, and a handful of minotaurs. Some goblin merchants from Ratchet City have arrived here, bringing various goods to the scarved Andorhar, and at the same time, they are also looking for new business opportunities.

As the liberators of Andorhar, Diego and the Orc Legion were warmly welcomed by the inhabitants, but even if they enthusiastically vacated as many houses as possible, the town would not be able to accommodate so many people. The Orc Legion had no choice but to set up a makeshift camp outside the town and stationed there, except for a few high-ranking officers and Diego and his party staying in the town.

Karin Respad hurried to the town hall to report to the mayor, who had been appointed by Tirio Fording as the new sheriff of Andorhar before he left. As a knight lieutenant who has repeatedly fought in the Scourge War, this paladin of the Silver Dawn is more than qualified for the position.

After a night of horror, Diego and his party fled Andoral the next day in disarray—not because he didn't want to spend a few more days here, but because the residents of Andoral were so welcoming, that although they didn't dare to offend the saint, they were more than happy to show their gratitude to Diego by pouring his entourage with wine. As a result, even the best dwarf Brian was "killed" by their enthusiastic and varied persuasions, and did not "live" again until noon the next day.

In order to prevent the entire Storm Whip from turning into a soft-footed crab, Diego had to order Huffman to quickly resupply and leave the place that afternoon, even though the sun was already setting in the west and was about to sink below the horizon.

After parting ways with the Orc Legion, they made their way south, past Silver Dawn's supply point at Icewind Heights, into the Alterac Mountains.

Soon after entering the mountains, it was as if they had suddenly entered another world, and for the travelers who had emerged from the bleak and withered plague land, they were dazzled by the lush, verdant sight before them. Just like a walker in the desert seeing an oasis, the depression and fatigue in his heart seem to be washed away by this overwhelming green in that moment, leaving only his heart full of joy and joy!

The Alterac Mountains are cold and foggy, rain-soaked and the skies are always cloudy, but the abundant rain also brings life to the area, and the warm, low-lying foothills are full of tall pine forests. Huge pine forests rise over the hillsides, while dense shrubs clump through the trees, squeezing the entire jungle into the wind. As far as the eye can see, even Diego, who is known for his eyesight, cannot see more than fifty yards.

But sometimes standing on the side of the road, through the dense jungle, you can hear the rumbling sound of the Sodoril River in the distance. The great river that runs through the kingdom of Lordaeron flows south through Lake Daron Mill, winds through the mountains, flows out of the Alterac Mountains, becomes gentle and gentle in the Hillsbrad Hills, and finally empties into the vast South China Seas.

As the terrain got higher and colder, the trees on the slopes on both sides of the road began to thin out, and when they finally crossed the snow line, only the tall cedars were still standing proudly on the slopes.

Not long after the travelers had pulled their heavy, thick leather coats off their bodies, they had to put them back on again. But even so, the biting cold wind howling on the snowy mountains still made them shiver.