"What?" Draenor was surprised.

He was sure that the door to the interrogation room had been completely shut, not to mention that two hours had passed since the conversation between himself and the two captives had passed, and it turned out that Dino had heard that conversation a long time ago, and had been thinking about it all this time.

"You've been to Snowway, and you've been there for more than a while, haven't you?" The captain didn't even look at him, just looked out the window and asked expressionlessly.

"Hmm...... I don't want to hide it from you, but it's complicated, and Snowway is my enemy......"

"No explanation, Draenor." The captain cut off his words with his eyes closed, "Draenor ...... If that's really your name...... Listen, I can understand why you're trying to hide this, and you're now the knight of Kerton, my brother. The Great War is coming, and I hope you are still the Draenor I remember, and stand with me against our common enemy......"

Draenor felt a little guilty, and when he looked at the captain sitting in front of him again, he felt that the face was a little strange, perhaps in the eyes of the other party, he was also so strange......

"In any case, I won't dwell on your past, I'll act like I've never heard of it, and you're still my most reliable player...... But at least don't let anyone else know until this war is over, they won't believe you, they won't believe you as much as I do......"

……

In the blink of an eye, the carriage had stopped at the intersection of 14 Maple Street. Like a puppet, Draenor stepped out of the carriage and walked down the stairs to the door, pushing open the door and walking straight to the couch.

Half a time had passed since Dino had been sent away, and he had been reminiscing about the time Draenor had been left alone in the carriage to remember the pinch he had experienced in Kerton

"What happened? Why do you feel like you've lost your soul? At least take your shoes off, right? ”

Under Viklico's questioning, he realized that he had walked to the living room with his boots on, and he sat down weakly, took the cold black tea and drank it, and then he made his decision to everyone in the room.

"Vicilico, Jeanne, bring enough food and water for a week. The carriage is downstairs, so let's go first. ”

The two girls looked at each other for a moment, equally confused. Vicilico frowned and asked, "What do you mean by that?" Aren't we going to get out of here together? ”

"Yes, but I might have to delay a ...... or two The Snowvies are coming, the situation at Nagseus is dangerous, and I must stay until this war is over. ”

"The city of Boyara ...... Those wolves......" Jeanne covered her mouth and whispered to the horrible memory.

"Heh, so you're going to stay? What are you? Saint or savior!? Vekily scoffed, she could feel her anger just one step away from a complete explosion.

"No, I'm just a knight." Delano calmly replied, "And there are already people in the Order who know about my experience at Snowway, and leaving now will only deepen this misunderstanding, and I don't want them to feel betrayed." ”

“…… And, remember why we first met? I am a warrior of Eichenryder, I was, and I am. The prisoner of war was dead, but the shame of captivity still haunts me...... As funny as it sounds, I hope to stand with the knights of Nagasus this time against Snowway's invasion. We must win, and we must not allow the tragedy of Eichenryde to repeat itself in Nagseus. ”

Jeanne leaned her back against the wall and bowed her head, hoping that Draenor would give up on the ridiculous idea, but she couldn't stop him anyway. She did look forward to Draenor coming out of the shadows of the past, and she knew that what really made Draenor unable to let go was the civilians huddled on the borders of Celton, and he couldn't watch the iron hooves of the Wolf Faction trample on their lives......

And Viklico also realized her misunderstanding, Draenor didn't want to use the powerful vitality given to him by the fire of white refining to show off. It is true that he is not a saint, but it is precisely because he is the most ordinary warrior at heart that he realizes the preciousness of life.

She quietly looked at the familiar warrior in front of her, at the companion who was walking with her. From a certain moment, she felt that Draenor was like someone, haunted by a curse all her life, but she wanted to use her curse to bring peace to others.

And his father, Abraham, was like him......

Draenor couldn't wait for the reply he was expecting, so he turned his head and turned his gaze to the exorcist Rao, as if hinting at him something.

"I'm sorry, Draenor. I am an exorcist, and my enemies are beasts and monsters, not humans. Lopud closed his eyes and shook his head.

"It's a bit of a faux pas, but I don't think it's all about you...... I only hope you'll take them in the carriage and leave Nagseus first. Draenor said.

"Actually, I found a shortcut on the way to Nagseus. I had come from the west coast, just in time to arrive at Abel just in time for the Azrao battleship to be struck. With that, Lopud expertly opened the suitcase, moved aside the bundled whip and firebolt, and pulled out a roll of maps and spread it out on the table.

"Here, the Kerdon River runs right through the Harran Mountains, the only river in Nagseus that flows into the ocean, and my boat is docked upstream, and it is exactly two miles on foot from the city of Kerdon."

Draenor looked at the area marked "Himalir Forest", which was just northwest of Yermak Farm from the coordinates of the map, and could be reached in no more than a night if he rode a horse.

"Vicky, you go to the vicinity to take refuge first, this battle may not be too short, but it should not be more than three times. If you can, I hope you can use 'Red Sparrow' to guide me in the direction after this battle is over. ”

Viklico remained silent, much to Draenor's uneasiness, he didn't want to explain any more, but it still didn't seem like she fully agreed with her decision.

"We're not going to take refuge." Vicky muttered, looked up, and barely squeezed out a smile, "Instead, waiting for your triumph." ”

"Yes...... Draenor smiled with relief, he suddenly felt ridiculous at his unnecessary worries, for himself, Viclily and Jeanne were the people who trusted him the most, and it would be sad if even they couldn't approve of him......

"That's right, Triumph." He nodded, and the belief in victory prompted him to clench his fists.

"It seems that the plan has been decided, and we will be ready to wait for you at the mouth of the Himalir Forest, but before leaving, I have one more thing to ask you to ......" Lopud pulled out a rusty iron badge from his bosom, which looked like a trident, except that one of the sharp corners had been worn out of shape.

"Actually, even I didn't expect to meet my acquaintances in the Abel Continent...... You should know a man in a three-cornered hat like me, who seems to be known as 'Amoro the Humpback Whale' and seems to have forgotten about my existence. Please, give him this badge when it's all over, if he's really that person...... Trust him to make the right choice. ”

Buzzing......

Suddenly, there was a shrill beeping sound, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of horses' hooves, breaking the original silence of Maple Street.

"Citizens of Kerton! The northern city is about to enter the highest state of alert, please prepare for the non-knight residents immediately, and the members of the knights will guide the residents to evacuate after 4 o'clock! ”

Draenor covered one ear and walked to the kitchen window, the Knights' Guild's carriage with a huge phonograph mounted on it, making an announcement as it headed for the intersection of Maple Street.

"Three", "four o'clock", Draenor leaned against the kitchen door, the numbers he knew most familiar with before the battle.

He looked down at the badge on his chest, and the hound engraved on it was staring at his heart with its mouth wide open as usual.

It seemed to have smelled the suffocating smoke.