"What I didn't expect, however, was that the words of the orcs that I shouted when I was unconscious were heard by the young paladin, Bathras, who was treating my injuries. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Tyrio sighed, staring at the bottle in his hand in a daze. "Bathras, whose parents died in the orc war, was furious when he heard my unconscious whispers, and he mobilized his forces everywhere to search for traces of the orc."

"Bathras's parents were killed by the orcs in that war, leaving the traumatized child orphaned and devastated. So he decided that he would spend the rest of his life fighting the evil orcs. ”

Batheras endured years of rigorous training and study, but tragically, the young man with fierce feelings was only allowed to become a paladin in the immediate aftermath of that war. Despite all his training and preparation, he had no chance of avenging his slaughtered parents, a fact that has been tormenting him. ”

Tirio continued as he watched the campfire flicker, "Later, he felt that there was only one way to earn the respect of his elders, and that was to get his hands covered in blood by fighting, as they had done in the past. He dreams of becoming a powerful hero and taking revenge on the creatures who took his family away from him. ”

"I admit that I underestimated him, and even when he threatened me, I still thought that he was just a little extreme, and it would naturally get better over time, but I was wrong."

"The child slowly fell into jealousy and hatred, and he will do anything to get revenge."

"That day, while I was watching my wife Carandra play with my son Tyran, my guard captain Arton told me amazing news! An envoy from Stratholme, Lord Commander Dasohan, arrived with an entire regiment of guards. He wants to meet me right away! ”

"Is it Dasuo Khan, the Grand Commander of our Crusaders?" Locke interjected.

Tirio nodded with a complicated expression, "Yes, Lord Commander Dasohan is not only my direct superior, but also one of my oldest friends. Da Sohan was a great leader and a warrior who valued honor. During the war, we all saved each other's lives. We haven't seen each other in years due to our respective increasing responsibilities. ”

"And what worries me is, why would the Great Lord venture to come from the provincial capital and visit without notice? And with such a large escort army? Tirio shook his head, "I was very scared at the time, and I thought there was only one possibility, and that was that Dassault Khan knew about the orcs. And this must have been reported by Bathras to the lord commander. Because he knew I had gone to the orc privately. ”

"Although I was panicked in my heart, I temporarily suppressed these panics in my heart when my old friend came again." Tirio looked at the bubbling jar on the campfire and said slowly, "When business began, everything was as I guessed, Basshras informed the lord commander about this early on, and Dassault Khan came for this. ”

"Eventually, at that meeting, I was asked to lead the army in search of the orc. As I stood up and walked towards the exit, I saw Buthras at the door, who was staring at me from the doorway. The young paladin's face with a smile of victory. For a moment, I had to resist the sudden rush of thoughts about strangling the grinning young man. ”

Tirio had a look of extreme disgust on his face, "I've never hated a person so much, and this person is still a paladin with the Silver Hand, and his actions are not worthy of the status of a paladin at all!" ”

"I was in such a bad mood that day that I couldn't sleep all night. I wish I could warn Itreg somehow so the old orc can escape capture. But I understand that even if I could warn the orc, my actions would betray the direct orders of my superiors. I knew there was no way to keep my vows and do my duty at the same time. My precious honour is at great stake. ”

"By the time we reach the watchtower, I hope the orcs have fled, and we're doing futile work." Tirio smiled wryly for a moment, "Of course, this is just my personal imagination. ”

"Arton's guards surrounded the tower, and Bathras, in a hurry, rushed out of the tower and shouted in his most authoritative voice, 'We are here in the name of the Alliance!' Get out of there and surrender to us, you nasty beasts, or we will kill you by force!'" Tirio had a mocking smile on his face, "This young paladin has no combat experience, his voice is sharp and a little shaky, and I can see beads of sweat rolling down his face. ”

"Eventually the orc himself came out of the tower, I couldn't look him in the eye, and I was ashamed of what I had done. I'm ashamed of the word honor. ”

Tirio's face was still flushed, and he took a long sip of the bottle in his hand.

"When the orc was put in the prison car, the soldiers who beat him up on the side could no longer contain the anger in my heart. So I attacked the soldiers, and I lost my mind and was quickly subdued by the other soldiers. So Itreig and I were crushed to the Valley of the Hearth. ”

"When I was taken to Stratholme for trial, my friends, my wife, they all begged me to put the blame on the orcs." Tirio gritted his teeth and said excitedly, "But can I do that?" If a paladin loses his honor, what is the point of his life? ”

Yes, Locke nodded, for these paladins whose honor was regarded as life, it was undoubtedly more cruel to step their honor to the bottom than to kill them.

Locke knew this history, the history of the Tyrio trial. Strictly speaking, his own judgment is nothing compared to him, and it is not worth mentioning.

The pressure he was under was very much more humanly bearable.

When in court, looking at the banner of the Silver Hand, Tirio recalled the innocent question of his son Tyran Ferdin's seven years of age:

"Dad, are all orcs bad?"

"Race does not speak of glory, and people should not make rash judgments about their own different existences." That was Ferdin's answer at the time. Now, this noble paladin is going to set an example for his son by his words and deeds, in the name of his father.

So, he puffed up his chest and told the whole story.

Deeply impressed, the jury could not convict Fording of treason, but the fact of attacking his subordinates was inescapable, and Fording was expelled by Silver Hand.

With an extremely heavy heart, Uther, an old friend of Fordin, personally presided over the ceremony to remove the power of the Light of Fordin. However, Fordin's arguments failed to change the court's verdict, and the exiled Fordeen learned that Itreg was about to be sentenced to death, and he decided to save Itreg even if he paid with his life.

On the execution ground of Stratholme, without the power of the Holy Light, Ferding was still subdued by the powerful guards.

Just then, an orc force rushed in and freed all the orc prisoners of war. Fordin took advantage of the chaos to break through the siege and fled outside the city. However, as Barthrath was tormented by Bathras, Itreig was dying, and seeing the death of his orc friend, the paladin, in almost despair, raised his trembling hands and shouted to the sky.

Miraculously, a ray of light descended from the sky and enveloped Itreig, and the power of the light saved him from the brink of death.

The army that had rescued orc prisoners of war came to them, and the new chieftain of the tribe, Thrall, reached out and invited Itregg to return to the tribe. Before leaving, Thrall solemnly greeted Ferding with the courtesy of a tribal warrior.

Locke sighed, this is all the events of Tirio in the past few years, this old paladin really values honor more than life.

"Have you seen Tyran?"

Tirio had long since lost interest in telling, and he sat across the campfire in a daze, as Locke asked him softly.

The latter glanced up at him and nodded, "When Tyran joined the Silver Hand, I watched him from afar, and this was a long time ago. ”

"Then why don't you go to him?" Locke asked him, he thought for a moment and continued, "Now that Lordaeron is in tatters, our Silver Hand is basically disbanded, and no one is restraining you. Not to mention that no one will talk about your past. ”

"Even if the kingdom is like this now, what has happened will not be forgotten." Fordin shook his head, "What's more, how am I going to face Dassault Khan?" Mograini? Abydis? And others? ”

"They won't approve of my friendship with the orcs, and if Bridget were to come with you, she wouldn't even listen to me." Furding smiled wryly, "In the end, if I really appear in front of everyone, it will make everyone very embarrassed." ”

"Then you're not going to look for Tyran? He will be in the Chapel of the Light's Wish. Locke asked.

"He didn't know I was alive, and her mother told him I was dead since he was sensible." Furding's face was full of bitterness, "After all, my behavior is as unreasonable as crazy in anyone's eyes. ”

"My wife doesn't want me to influence Tyran. So, forget it, I'm not going to go to him. I know that he is now in the Crusaders, and I feel more comfortable that he is with Dassault Khan, which will also help him grow. ”

"Okay then." Locke spreads his hands.

Suddenly a mushy smell came up, and Locke sniffed and looked around, his eyes falling on the campfire.

“... What you're cooking in this pitcher looks like mush? ”

"Oh! Damn it! My dinner! Fording hurriedly removed the jug from the fire and stirred it with a spoon.

A pungent burnt smell spreads.

"It looks like I can't eat it." Locke said a little embarrassed, he took out some roasted pork leg meat in his magic bag, and morning dew wine. "Eat these, I've prepared a lot of this."

"Thank you so much!" Ferding took these things and put them aside, "Recently, I have eaten too much carrivorous meat, and I have forgotten what pork leg meat tastes like." ”

"It's getting late, I'm going back." Locke said goodbye to him, and after meeting the big man among the paladins today, Locke felt a lot calmer in his heart.

The luster that had been on him had faded a lot, and he looked like an ordinary, stockier old man...

"I'll give you a few words." Furding stopped Locke, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "With your status now, you will encounter many things about the non-human race, and I would like to tell you something with my personal experience." ”

"Please!"

"Race is not an honor thing. I've seen some orcs, who are as honorable as the noblest knights, and I've seen some humans, who are as evil as the most cruel of undead scourges. ”