It was a big surprise to hear Tyran Fordin thank me, but then again, would a paladin who gave his territory to the Silver Hand in order to destroy the undead of the Scourge blame the savior who saved him and made himself stronger?

I think he still has this cultivation and the overall situation of the war.

In the past, Tyran Fording could sacrifice the Valley of the Hearth for the strength of the whole, but now, can't he thank me for his own strength?

After all, iron needs to be hard, and if he Tyran Fording has the crushing power of Alexandros Mograini, he will not be subservient to his own turf.

So Tyran Fordin thanked him, unexpectedly but reasonably.

"Holy Wing Sunwind, can you answer my question now?" Tyran Fordin said.

I know what Tyran Fording is asking, it is nothing more than why the maggots on my body have miraculous effects, but I don't have an answer to this question myself, how can I answer him?

"I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to answer you, it's that I don't know why." I replied truthfully.

Tyran Fording was a little disappointed, but he didn't doubt it, his eyes dimmed and said, "I guess it's the same, how can a man like you, who has nothing to do with handsomeness, understand such a profound question." ”

Nima, he's okay and forgot the pain, right? Just now, I vomited like a dog, and now I'm starting to scream again, and I'm still using my appearance, it seems that I can't teach you a lesson.

I poked my left index finger and thumb into my thigh, and a fat, white and tender meat maggot was caught.

Sou!

With the snap of his fingers, the maggot turned into a bolt of lightning and flew into Tyran Foding's unclosed mouth with lightning speed.

In an instant, Tyran Fordin looked at me in disbelief with his mouth half-open, as if he had been immobilized, "You." What did you just throw in my mouth? ”

"Of course, it's your favorite maggot."

"Vomit...... Hey, you devil! ”

……

The col is a harbor that shelters us from the wind and waves of the plague land, and the cave is a harbor that provides us with a comfortable and comfortable rest.

But the harbor and the harbor can never bind the ship forever, and the wind and waves at sea are the final destination of the ship.

In the same way, the col and the cave cannot restrain our steps, and although it may seem safe at this time, the enemy will take it in a moment...... Flattening.

There is sunset at sunrise. As the sun streaks across the sky and sets into the mountains to the west, night comes unexpectedly.

Following the darkness of the night, we got out of the cave, out of the col, and again on the embankment.

It was a new night, the night sky was still dark, the mountains were still blurred, and the whole land was obscured by a faint mist. I don't know if this is the Plaguelands for what it is, or if it was washed away by the resentment of death.

But it didn't feel oppressive, not much different from the night before, and if anything, it was that the fires in the forest on the other side were stronger. The holy light is thicker, and the voices that come to the ears are more mixed, the dead, the living, swords, swords, and swords...... A wide variety of sounds.

For one day, the war did not subside. Instead, it escalates further, and that's the status quo.

As you can imagine, for me. How ferocious Sylvanas and Arthas were, and how many troops the Silver Hand committed to a war that had nothing to do with them at all for the sake of Tyran Fortin.

The point of this war is me, and of course, now Tyran Fortin.

It's just that the war at this time has nothing to do with us, all we have to do is to stay away from the battlefield and escape from the plague land.

"Tyran Fording, you don't have to venture with us, you will be safer without us." I said half-truthfully.

After a day's "recuperation", Tyran Fording's injuries were more than half healed, enough to deal with some small-scale, low-intensity battles, and it was more than enough to go on the road alone to find the living on the battlefield, but this kid had no intention of leaving, and followed us like a kraft candy, which was really annoying.

"Aren't you afraid that after I escape, I will bring in a large army of cavalry and capture you, a special but disgusting undead, to Hearthvale?" Tyran Fordin said.

Nima, opening and closing my mouth is that I am disgusting, my body is too ugly, there is not a piece of meat in my body that does not rot...... "If you still have the glory of a knight, and you still have gratitude, you can find someone to arrest me." ”

"So, for the sake of glory, for the sake of the Light, I will always escort you to safety, this is what my father has always taught me, and I will follow in his footsteps." Tyran Fordin said with a resolute face, and after a pause, he said with a hippie smile: "Forget it, what kind of glory is it to an ugly and stinking walking corpse like you, you don't understand." ”

I said with a dark face, "I think you came with me for the sake of the Holy Light, honor?" How will you know honor from a cocky and brainless narcissist? It's a ridiculous joke. ”

"You...... You disgusting guy. I swear I'll never eat a single maggot on your body again, so don't be a villain. Tyran Fordin said viciously.

"Oh? By the way, does your dad know you're a megalomaniac and narcissist? "Automatically filter out Tyran Fording's words, I asked curiously.

"Father? My father left me when I was young. At the mention of Lafayette, Tyran Fording's eyes were a little confused, and he looked at the dark night and said deeply: "It is said that he was deprived of the honor of a paladin for saving an orc, at first I didn't understand why my father would betray his country and people for a cruel and ugly orc, and there was even a time when I hated him very much, hated him for leaving me and mine for an orc...... Mother. ”

"However, recently, I have gradually come to understand that glory has nothing to do with race, life and death, and of course, beauty and ugliness." Speaking of this, Tyran Fordin secretly glanced at me, and my nose was almost crooked when I was angry, this Nima is saying that I am ugly. Just as I was about to teach this boy a lesson, he said again.

"Glory is just a kind of insistence in the hearts of the people, in order to survive, to reproduce, in order to live in this world with a clear conscience, so the knight who defends the homeland is glorious, the hard-working farmer is glorious, and the lover who marries and has children is also glorious."

"Where there is love in the heart, there is glory." Tyran Fording concluded.

Tyran Fortin's voice was thick and magnetic, and after a word of glory was uttered, all of us were lost in thought, thinking the same question in our hearts.

"What exactly is glory? Will the undead also be glorified? ”

It's just that after a long time, everyone didn't come up with a reason, but became even more confused.

"I ask you that your father knows you're megalomaniacs and narcissists, and you haven't answered me yet," I said, shaking my bewildered head.

"Ah, I have so many feelings that I almost forgot, how can I know that my father left so early, how can I know that I am a megalomaniac and a narcissist?"

Tyran Fording replied dullly, but the next moment he reacted, pointed at me and shouted, "Who do you mean by megalomania and narcissism?" Lao Tzu is this a natural beauty, don't run, stop me, it's not clear that we're not done today. ”

It's just that by the time he reacted, I had already run out of the group first.

Looking at the two people chasing one after the other, a trace of complexity flashed in Winster's eyes, and after a moment, it was replaced by a smile.

"Is this a friend? It's interesting. (To be continued.) )