"How so, Tirio, what did you do?" asked Calandra, choked up.

Ferding closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed his heart by reading the map: "I fought with the orcs before, and there is one detail that I didn't tell you. At that time, that orc saved my life, dear. If it weren't for her, I'd be crushed to death by the crumbling building right now. In order to repay him, I used my honor to guarantee him a secret. ”

Kalandra covered her mouth, unable to believe what she was hearing. But Fording continued.

"Da Sohan ordered me to take them after the orc, but when he was caught, my conscience weighed on me, and it made me defend my honor, so I stood up to save him, but I was arrested on the spot, and then I was taken to Stratholme for trial, and then, now......"

After a long silence, Calandra cursed the orcs and Ferdin's stupidity, and when she had finished venting her frustration, she asked Ferding softly, her voice filled with great loss.

"So what are we going to do now? Fordin, did you test these when you were making your choice?"

"You can stay in this city without any impact, I ...... I was banished......"

"Banishment?" Careandra's eyes burst into tears, "Tirio, your honor has ruined our home after all!"

Ferdin's voice suddenly raised: "Without honor, everything about us is meaningless!"

The hostess angrily broke away from the man's arm, looked at the rich furniture around her, gritted her teeth, and said: "Can your honor give us enough food and give our son a decent life? Now that something has happened, you don't think about how to get out of the predicament, but when you face the accident, can you still have such stupid thoughts?"

Fording must not allow anyone else to tarnish his honor, not even his own wife. Ferdin's glaring at his wife: "I've always been like this! Honor is everything to me! You don't know, don't make it seem like a surprise! Don't you understand that marrying a paladin requires a certain sacrifice?"

After Ferdin, he regretted it and wanted to apologize to his wife, but his wife was already crying.

"But I've made a lot of sacrifices. Every time you ride out to fight, I keep my mouth shut. I'm sitting here, alone, for countless hours—waiting to hear if you're alive or dead. Have you ever wondered what I was like? I never complained about the days when you left us for the sake of bureaucratic duties. I understand that you have work to do. I understand that people are counting on you. But I'm counting on you, hell, and I'm keeping it in my heart, so that you can 'do your duty' with honor." I know how to sacrifice, Tirio. But this time the price was too high. ”

Calandra wiped away her tears, calmed down a little, and continued, her voice much colder: "Our child is not yet an adult, and I can't take him with you to wander. He had to get the education that his peers deserved, and although the fireplace fort was not large, the level of education was not bad. But if we stay here, we will all suffer the ridicule and ridicule of others, and even this will stay with us for the rest of our lives, which is not what our children deserve, nor what I deserve......"

Ferdin's wanted to say something, but Calandra sighed and said, "Okay, don't say any more, you go after your honor." Tyran and I have to live normal lives. ”

"Kalandra! wait!" Ferdin's first call was when Furding ran back to her room, and Ferdin's heard the latch of the door inside, and her crying.

One of Fordin's hands was placed lightly in front of his wife's door, and he wanted to knock on it, but how could he comfort her? Ferding sighed and slowly walked to the living room window. Stick your head against the cold glass of the window. Motionless as the raindrops splashed on the glass. After being together for so many years, he understood that she would not change her mind. Fate played tricks on him to the disheartening of Fordin, who had lost almost everything he had cared about in the past. Now the only thing left of him in this world is his honor and pride......

It was a long time before Ferding was in a little more moody, and Ferding went into his study and sat down at his large, shiny oak desk. He lit a few candles and found a piece of parchment, ink, and a new quill. I want to put pen to paper, but I don't know what to write. Ferdin's temples rubbed and finally wrote whatever came to mind, and the parchment was full of the words that Ferding had in mind. His hands shook as he wrote, smearing the ink with a lot of smudges. He took out all the words in his heart and wrote them on parchment, expressing everything he felt and explaining everything he did. He sat at his desk and wrote late at night.

Fordin looked at the clock, and it was still morning in an hour, so Fordin sneaked into Tyran's room. Calandra herself had been crying and had slept a few hours earlier, so Tirio knew that no one would bother him. He walked over to where his son was lying, and the child was asleep peacefully. Curled comfortably in his blanket, the boy breathed steadily. Fording watched him sleep lovingly, and he loved the innocence and purity of the child. He understood that his son did not deserve a life of forced wandering. What he deserves is all the good things that life has to offer.

Fording reached into his jacket pocket, took out the parchment he had written, and when he tried to put it in, his hands were shaking involuntarily, and Fordin's mood had already begun to fluctuate. Tears filled his eyes as he carefully placed the letter under his son's pillow. Maybe one day, the child will understand what he has done. Maybe somehow, he will remember me, and be proud, maybe he will hold a grudge against him...... Tirio patted the child on the head and kissed him goodbye on the cheek.

"Goodbye, my son," Fording struggled to hold back his tears, "be a good man. ”

Afterwards, Ferdin's wife stepped out of the room, her wife crossed her hands and prayed for him. Despite the quarrel between his wife and him, the wife was still worried about her husband.

The early morning Hearthplace was silent, there was not a single pedestrian, and Fording rode down the street on his own horse, and only Arton was waiting for him at the gates.

"Please, take care of them. ”

Arton nodded: "I promise with my honor, don't worry." ”

"Thank you. Ferding continued on the road that led to Stratholme, and he decided to defend his honor......