Because of the passage of time and the destruction of rats everywhere, some parts of the doll have become a little crippled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The info guards tried to tear off their cloaks and mend the doll, but Locke stopped her.

He fumbled in his backpack and pulled out a hand towel made of linen and some neatly stacked wool.

"Use them, the doll needs to be repaired." Locke handed over the things in his hand, "Pamela is a poor child, we have to fix it and not let her down." ”

The female guard nodded, she wiped a handful of tears, carefully cut the linen handkerchief into pieces, sewed it on the doll's body, and filled it with wool.

At the same time, the soldiers from the mountains returned. In their hands they were holding a slightly rusty sword, the handle and body of the sword were corroded in many places, and blood was still dripping on the blade.

"We found this sword on the body of a giant wolf, and the blade of the sword was stuck in the head of the giant wolf. On this is engraved several letters of Redpass, which should be it. The lead lieutenant whispered.

Locke nodded, and he took the two-handed sword from the lieutenant, the silk thread wrapped around the hilt of the sword was rotten. Several letters of Redpass were indeed engraved on the sword.

In a few minutes, the female guard also sewed the doll.

Locke took the doll and looked at it for a moment, then removed all the dirt from it with his hands.

After doing all this, Locke led the soldiers back to the abandoned house where Pamela and Bridget were.

"My mom is as beautiful as you sister, and I love my mom so much. My mom is the person who loves me the most in the world! Oh, and Dad! ”

Inside the house, little Pamela's ethereal voice was transmitted outside.

"Yes, your mother must be beautiful. Otherwise, how could there be such a beautiful daughter. Bridget's voice echoed in a low voice.

Dalyan and the soldiers were reluctant to go in this time, preferring to wait outside for news from inside.

Locke entered the house and saw Bridget crouched in front of Pamela, and the little girl in front of her was telling her about the past.

"Oh! Brother, you're back?! Found my doll? ”

Little Pamela's gaze fell on the doll on Locke's left hand.

The beloved doll was lost, and the little girl's face seemed to have regained its brilliance, and she suddenly cried out happily.

"You've found it! You've found my doll! Oh, thank you! Brother, thank you! ”

Little Pamela happily rushed to Locke, her transparent palm brushing Locke's hand, and the doll was held in her hand.

"Hooray! My dolls! You're going to get rid of the bad guys, aren't you?" Little Pamela held the doll in her arms and swayed her head against it.

Yes, it will.

Locke raised his head and looked at the dusky sky, keeping his tears from flowing from his eyes.

Perhaps only children will never give up hope.

The hopeful little girl didn't realize what had happened to her, but who here could bear to expose the truth.

Locke sniffed hard, and it took a long time for the impulse in his eyes to subside.

Little Pamela was still whispering to her doll, and the happiness on her face could not be concealed, it was like her little friend.

Locke glanced around the house, he saw a dilapidated weapon rack by the wall, and he walked over to try to put the broken sword in his hand on top of the weapon rack.

As soon as the broken weapon was placed on the weapon rack, the wooden weapon rack disintegrated with a bang. Rotten wood and weapons fell on the stone slabs with a mixed sound.

The voice alarmed the little girl, and even Bridget, who was secretly sad, glared at Locke.

"I'm sorry, this—" Locke was annoyed that he had ruined the atmosphere, and little Pamela walked over in surprise and looked at the weapon in his hand.

"Oh my God! You really found this sword?! This is my dad's sword! The little girl circled around Locke's right hand, looking at the sword. You've found that bad hunter? ”

Locke crouched down and looked at the little girl, he smiled and nodded, "Yes, your father is the bravest warrior in the whole world!" That hunter can't even be defeated by me! And your dad was able to hurt it! ”

The little girl looked at Locke happily, and the corners of her mouth curled. "Of course! My dad is the best! ”

"I want to play with dolls, I don't want to play with my father's sword." Little Pamela held the doll in her arms, and she pointed to the long sword in Locke's hand, "Brother, take it." ”

"That's right!" The little girl seemed to suddenly remember something, and there was a confused look on her face, "I have an uncle named Carlin, I don't know where he is, but I can sometimes hear him crying, and he's just nearby, north or something." ”

Bridget was a little sobbing because she knew who Carlin was in little Pamela's mouth.

"I hope uncle isn't crying for me, brother," Pamela glanced at Locke, then turned to look at the crying Bridget, little Pamela walked up to her, her little transparent hand tugging at her cloak, "Sister, can you help me find my uncle and tell him I'm doing well." ”

"Okay?"

The last life of the little girl' is good? As if igniting Bridget's tear ducts, Bridget erupted into a cry of pain.

The wail was heartbreaking, and she squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Sister, don't cry, I'm fine, aren't I?" Little Pamela looked at Brigitte who was crying a little bewildered, and she wanted to comfort Brigitte.

She used her small transparent hand to pull Bridget's big hand.

Locke, who was standing on the side, couldn't hold back any longer, and the tears in his eyes slipped down his face like flowing water, dripping onto his body, and dripping onto the robes of the Knights of the Silver Hand of Lordaeron.

His body trembled, and his fists clenched tightly. He threw his head back and roared silently with his mouth long.

Why! Why! Why!

Why did disaster befall this innocent little girl! What did she do wrong?! What's wrong with her?! She's just a child!!!

Locke sat dejectedly on the collapsed beam.

Scourge Legion! Alsace! Kel'thugad! You waited for me!!!!!!

Locke vigorously wiped away his tears.

Blood debt must be paid with blood!

Locke mostly walked over to Bridget and tried to pull Bridget up, who was still crying bitterly.

"Stand up! You're not ready to cry! She's waiting for you! Waiting for you to avenge her! Avenge all those like her! You sober me up! ”

Bridget slammed to her feet, slipped into Locke's arms, hugged him, and wept bitterly.

Outside, Locke heard a whimper outside.

Little Pamela looked at them timidly, holding the doll in her arms. She gasped and muttered to herself, "Did I say the wrong thing?" ”

It took a long time for Bridget to calm down.

"That, brother and sister. If you find my uncle, tell him I'm waiting for him. Also, I'd like to hear the story he used to tell," little Pamela said, with a look of remembrance on her face, "it's the story about rabbits and jam!" That's an interesting story! ”

"We'll help you! We guarantee it! Bridgett wiped her tears and affirmed.

"Alright then, let's go! There will be a lot of bad guys here at night! Little Pamela was a little anxious and urged Locke to them.

Locke suddenly became alert, as if he remembered that there was a follow-up to this mission and a follow-up to the battle.

"Let's go, let's go first." Locke prepares to pull Bridget away.

"No!" Bridget didn't leave, she gestured to little Pamela next to her with her eyes, "Then what should she do?" She's not safe here alone! She's still a child! ”

Locke smiled and motioned for little Pamela to play, and forced Bridget to walk outside the house.

"Are you crazy?!!! After getting out, Locke yelled at Bridget, "She's gone!" Do you understand?!! She's the way she is now because she still has a wish that hasn't been fulfilled! We're doing this to help her! Do you understand? ”

"But her obsession, let her enter the arms of the Holy Light as soon as possible, this is what we should do! Instead of letting her endure loneliness here all day alone! Do you understand?!!!! ”

"You think I'm feeling good?! Am I not human?! ”

Locke's outburst silenced Bridget. Only then did she see that Locke's eyes were as red as rabbits, and the stains of tears on his cheeks were clearly visible.

"I'm sorry." Bridget sighed and bowed her head in apology.

"Everybody's in line! Get ready to head back to the watchtower! ”

As the order was given, the soldiers began to walk towards the outside of the ruins of the town.

"I'm going to say goodbye to her." Bridget looked up at Locke, looking at him pleadingly.

"Go ahead, we'll be waiting for you outside." Locke didn't stop.

Bridget wiped away her tears, adjusted her emotions and walked in.

In a few moments, the little girl walked out with her.

"Brother and sister, goodbye. Please forgive me for not being able to go with you to my uncle, I still have to wait here for my dad. Little Pamela bowed to Locke and Bridget, "Go away, for after dark, the bad guys will come out." ”

Looking at little Pamela standing at the door of the house, Bridget's emotions became a little excited.

Locke gave her a solemn salute, then grabbed the sobbing Bridget and strode out of town.

Walking so far that Locke couldn't help but look back at the doorway of the house.

Under the bloody sky, in the dark ruins, a small figure stood alone, she hugged her doll and looked here.

Locke could faintly see that the little girl was waving her arms to say goodbye to them.