To be honest, I have that in mind when Renault was killed by Darian.

What exactly will Darien do when he leaves Naxxramas with his father's sword Mograine's remaining soul has already told me, his soul is torn apart, and kindness and love are completely removed from Mograine, which means that if the sword has a soul attached to it, it must be the worst part of Mograine's humanity.

I don't know exactly how many souls there are, but they can already motivate Mograine to kill his son and me as a death knight. There is no love, no mercy, only hatred and death.

So if he commands Darien, he must also seek revenge on Renault.

I thought about seeking revenge, but the possibility of actually being killed is not high in my mind. In other words, I think I have time to catch up, after all, once I am a little less weak, I have been running fast and without resting.

I don't seem to see anything unusual about the people outside...... I caught up.

I was stunned for a while because I couldn't accept it, so I tried to ask another person, and the result was the same. Renaud Mograini was assassinated, but the reason and who did it are unclear.

The Crusaders had sealed off the news from within, and they didn't seem to allow anyone here to talk about it as they pleased.

The result of the flutter is really nothing to me personally. But Mograini's unfulfilled request became a problem for me. That's a bit of a bad thing.

I rode slowly out of the monastery as a "man", but I was a little lost along the way. If Mograini had a spirit in heaven, I don't know if he would have felt or seen this scene.

Although I can comfort myself by saying, "I did my best!" It's not like I didn't try, I just didn't catch up...... but that's what I can say, but that's all I can say. I feel like I've failed my friend's trust...... Not good!

Renault was killed, but I don't know if the soul attached to the sword has been laid to rest, but I always feel that the extinguishing of the holy light, the product of the so-called power of the Holy Light, means that it is polluted and desecrated...... The blood on this weapon is the blood of relatives......

Can such a weapon be purified? Can it still be a weapon of light to represent justice and love?

Of course, love and justice do not fall into this kind of ...... between relatives Revenge and revenge have become not justice and love...... But this kind of thing of a son killing his father, and a father killing his son, is really difficult for people to associate with words, especially "love".

Justice should be there, but love and mercy are completely non-existent. There are only cold laws, judgments, justice. There is no temperature demarcation...... It's the other side of human nature.

Now Mograini is left with only one son, armed with a sharp blade. I had to find him as soon as possible, and at least tell him another side of his father, instead of letting him feel only his father's hatred, hatred, and ruthlessness. This is not good for this half-grown child who has grown up but is not fully mature.

I might be the one who runs back and forth!

Gritting his teeth, he ran again on the avenue to East Wild.

Well...... Am I still human?

I didn't dare to rest for a moment after I got to the territory of Sieverd, and I had to go to see Tyran Fordin, and the letter I had with me had to be delivered, and I had already been entrusted by a friend, and there must be no mistake this time. I'm even ready in case he's not there, in case he's gone. If that's the case, I'm sure I'll catch up with him or keep him safe, but I still hope that's not the case. I just want to get the letter delivered smoothly, and then I will come out well, smoothly and hurry to find Darion, and then I will go live with my old friend or settle down.

That's not an over-the-top idea!

I don't think it's too much at all.

I still remember the road to the Valley of the Hearth, from which I escaped.

It's also interesting to say, the Valley of the Hearth is hidden deep in the mountains, and the lofty mountains should be its first barrier, and the road winding in the mountains is indeed very advantageous if it is ambushed. Judging by the extent of the pollution, the further north you go, the closer you get to the valley of the hearth, the lighter it gets, and the land south of the mountain range is dead, but the north side of the mountain is still lush and full of life.

Although the trees here are similar to those in Tirisfar, the feeling here, especially the skies, is noticeably clearer than in Tirisfa.

Perhaps it was the mood that I carefully observed my surroundings and carefully experienced the state of mind at this time. More positive, healthier. And my face is ...... too Much better. Indeed, the blood of those sturdy men ...... Very good!

When I went to see Renault, that place was more suitable for detours than here, even if I didn't follow the main road, it was good to take a detour, but not here, once I left the main road and wanted to open a way from the mountains to get around, I had to go far away at once.

As a person who has been climbing mountains and mountains in the field all year round, I have a clear understanding of this door, so I can try not to detour as much as possible, and in order to better move forward, I also became a villain, killed a small group of blood-colored soldiers, and stripped off their clothes. This dress allows me to walk faster and with less trouble.

And that's exactly what happened.

They didn't check on me at all when I got to the Valley of the Hearth, and I entered the valley without any problems. I am now rejuvenated again, no different from a living person.

Perhaps because of the painful lesson of the fall, the walls here have been raised again, and they are estimated to be more than ten meters high or higher. And when you enter this town, you realize that it is really a sea of red......

The symbol of the Scarlet Crusader can be seen everywhere, and the flag of the Scarlet Crusader has one in front of almost every house, large or small. And the people were all wearing clothes with blood emblems or battle robes with blood insignia.

I'm so lucky for what I've done, and I'd be in trouble if I hadn't come in this skin. But I didn't know how to speak to pedestrians on the road.

The mental state of the people here is much more energetic than the people in the Scarlet Convent where Renault stays, and the spirit of the people here is quite full, as if they have been beaten with chicken blood, which makes me uncomfortable and a little worried. This kind of ...... "excited" state is easy to cause trouble, especially after hearing something that he may think is suspicious, he may use the topic to play, may break the casserole to ask the end, and may insist that Qingshan will not relax.

People who are too zealous or too serious are a problem for me. It may be a bit too much to kill them, but I'm trying to protect myself, isn't it?

There's no one riding a horse in the town, and I'm not going to be a big step at it, and I'm never going to do this kind of eye-piercing behavior. And when I was walking on the road, no one really paid attention to me, which made me feel comfortable.

Eventually, I wandered the streets for a while and found a tavern that was open. After all, not everyone is a monk, and everyone can't be asked to follow the rules, after all, population growth still has to be solved.

When I walked into the tavern, it was quieter than any other tavern I had ever seen, and it made me wonder if I had walked into a tavern, if it weren't for someone sitting there drinking at the bar, and the bartender was busy, I thought I was in the Scarlet Crusader army canteen.

I also walked quietly to the bar and sat down, I saw that the state of the people here was a little excited. You say this man is spiritual...... It's quite spiritual, but their behavior, facial expressions, or the way they look at people feel a little brainwashed.

That's what it feels like...... Well...... I can't put it into words, I wouldn't describe it.

"Drink something, brother!" The bartender is more dignified than the drinker. He's full of ...... I looked at it with positive eyes, and I wondered if I was in the wrong place.

"Uh...... I want a drink...... Malt liquor. I said.

The bartender stared at me intently, and after staring at me for three seconds, he twisted his head slightly, "Why don't you have a glass of blood brew first?" ”

"I have a bit of a stomach ache." I say.

"Scarlet brew can cure stomach pain!" He said.

"Then two glasses, one blood-colored brew and one ale." I hastened to say. When the bartender heard my words, he turned away from his positive eyes and went back to drink. "There's something wrong with this person." That's what I thought to myself.

I glanced at the people next to me, who had turned their backs to me when I first entered the tavern, and now glanced at them and saw that they were a little solemn, completely devoid of the bartender's positive energy that seemed to explode.

They were all drinking silently, and the guy on the side turned his face when he noticed that I was looking at him, "What are you looking at?" ”

I smiled, "Why are you a little worried?" ”

He looked at me with a little disgust, but immediately turned away. He didn't speak. The atmosphere in this tavern is not a little weird, it is too strange!

"Give this brother a drink." When the bartender brought the wine, I said, "Please." ”

The bartender looked at me with a firm and friendly look in his eyes, and he nodded at me.

The man next to me looked at me in some surprise, then whispered, "Thank you." ”

My heart is already turning on the drum at this time, this ...... It's not that you don't have the money to drink. It doesn't look like it, why is this and the atmosphere so strange?