A soothing breeze blows through the tall pine trees of the Tirisfal woodlands, and peace and tranquility descend upon the forest. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Along the main road leading to the Silver Pine Forest, houses and neat farmland continue to appear in Locke's field of vision.

Countless wheat-like crops swaying in the wind, countless civilians busy in the fields in the golden waves of wheat, and now it is harvest season, a scene that has disappeared in the Tirisfal woodland for several years.

Locke followed the slowly marching Fifth Legion, surveying the civilians busy in the fields.

Adults, children, the elderly, and women all had irrepressible smiles on their faces, and many of them wiped tears from their eyes.

During the time that the Tirisfal Glades had been ravaged by the undead, the civilians had had enough of the pain of not having food to eat. Countless people have become thieves and bandits because of a small amount of food, which has led to a further deterioration in the lives of civilians. When there was a desperate need for a strong organization, the Crusaders appeared.

Now, thanks to the power of order brought by the Crusaders, the civilians once again have food and security, and they cherish this hard-won life even more.

Therefore, when the Fifth Regiment returned from East Lordaeron, all the civilians they encountered along the way saluted the soldiers from the bottom of their hearts, thanking them for bringing them food and safety.

This kind of respect from the civilians also made the soldiers extremely happy, and a sense of honor recognized by everyone filled their hearts.

The sight in front of him also made Locke very happy, and it can be said that he single-handedly contributed to it.

Historically, the Forsaken of this period have struck their way out of Lordaeron, and their tentacles have completely covered every corner of the Tirisfard glades. The surviving humans could only huddle near the monastery to survive.

And under the influence of his butterfly, Gallon Farm, the largest granary in the Tirisfal Glade, was taken back from the hands of the undead Scourge. Brill was not overrun by the Forsaken, the Scourge spirits of House Agamandel were compressed into strongholds, and the ruins of Lordaeron were encircled by a defense line of towers and strongholds that stretched for thousands of miles. The undead roaming the entire Tirisfal Glade were swept away, and human life was better than ever.

This substantial change made Locke's heart very happy. He felt that this was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen since he crossed over.

"It's still the environment that makes me feel better," Erigor said as he took a deep breath of the smell of wheat in the air, "It's been a long time since I've been so relaxed." Compared to the breath of despair in the Plaguelands, the fresh air in the countryside here is so beautiful. ”

Colfax nodded approvingly, and he continued, "This reminds me of what I used to be in Andorhar, and it is the same there at this time of year." The fields are full of grain waiting to be harvested, and grains of full grain are waiting to be collected in the granary. ”

"Thinking about it now, that time is really worth remembering."

Colfax's words made the soldiers around him feel deeply, and they all began to talk in unison.

"Yes, I still remember the ale in the inn of Andorhar, made from grain belonging to Andorhar. That tastes! It's not much different from what the dwarves brewed! ”

"Are you talking about the 'Harvest' inn?"

"I've been to that inn too, and I'm on good terms with a chick there! Ha! That tastes! Tsk..."

"Oh?! Do you still have such a thing? Why have I never heard of you? ”

The soldiers were in a commotion in the procession, to which Bridget and Locke had no intention of saying anything. The soldiers need to vent the pressure they have accumulated in battle, and this is not a forward position, so it does not need to be very serious.

In contrast to the vulgar remarks of the soldiers, several paladins talked a little bit about what they had seen in previous peacetime, much to Locke's curiosity as a bystander. After all, Lordaeron in peacetime only existed in his mind, and he hadn't really been there.

"Once, I went from the Wish of Light to the Knights' Residence in the Royal Capital. After arriving at the Royal City, I met a beautiful aristocratic lady on the King's Road, she was so young! So beautiful! I was hooked on her. ”

Erigor Tsema was beside Locke, telling his gossip history. This paladin, who can't be idle, doesn't talk a lot along the way.

"And what about later?" Bridget, who was on Locke's right, asked with great interest, the female paladin who was very interested in gossip couldn't wait to know what was going on.

"Later?!" Erigor was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly, "There is no later, Miss Bridget. ”

"Please call me Legionnaire! Or something else! I'm not a young lady anymore! Bridget corrected Erigor to what she called herself, and then asked strangely, "Why didn't you come later?" ”

"Alright, Captain Bridget. That noble lady is the second daughter of Duke Redlake, do you think Duke Redlake will let his daughter marry me in a down-and-out family like me? Erigor helplessly spread his hands, "Identity and status, I am too different from each other." Although I really liked the young lady at the beginning, I was very self-aware. ”

"Of course, that was the last time I saw her. After the massacre of Alsace, the entire Redlake family was wiped out in the royal city, and there was no more news. ”

"Oh, a tragic story." Bridget smiled and said, "Well, if we change your story a little, we can write a love story." Not to the extent of Romeo and Juliet...... Wrong! Maybe even surpass that story! ”

Bridget snorted twice and said, "Great! I have a really great idea! When we have a big theater in Eva in the future, I will definitely write it out and perform it in the big theater. ”

"Well, the story is called Erigor Love History! What do you think?! Bridget looked at Locke with a smile.

"I don't have a problem with myself, in fact, when we get to Eva, some of the necessary public buildings will be built." Locke nodded, "Our people need a theater for entertainment and pastime. ”

"I have an opinion! Miss Bridget! Eregor hurriedly raised his hand to express his displeasure, and he said depressedly, "This name is detrimental to my reputation, and it will affect the image of our paladins... Of course, I have no problem changing the name~"