I will hold you one last time in my heart for ultimate peace. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Locke looked at the letter in his hand in a daze, and kept repeating the last words written by the soldier, and his mind was full of Sally Whitemayne's appearance.

At this moment, his heart was full of melancholy, and he wanted Sally to comfort him and resolve the bitterness in his heart.

He wanted to tell Sally about his troubles, he wanted to tell Sally his secrets, he wanted to get into Sally's arms and enjoy a moment of peace.

However, none of this is possible.

Sally is not here, and even here, her secret cannot be known by anyone else, and she is destined to endure it for the rest of her life.

He looked up at the crumbling roofs and thought of the dying soldiers.

The soldiers' dying pleas pressed him like a mountain, leaving him breathless.

He is familiar with the history of Lordaeron, and knows the bumpy fate of Lordaeron in the future, countless people of Lordaeron fought for it, sacrificed their precious lives, and their blood flowed in every inch of Lordaeron's land, but in the end, the kingdom of Lordaeron still perished, just like the once powerful Arathi Empire.

Locke thought of the trust that the soldiers had placed in him, the hopeful look in their weathered and tired faces.

They trust themselves so much, and can they change that on their own?

However, at this moment, he felt that he was so small, and in the face of this rolling history, human life was so short and fragile.

The power of the individual is always small, and only by uniting all the people of Lordaeron can we change the history of the future, but I can't do it now.

I was just a paladin who had just joined the Silver Hand, and it was thanks to my father's connections that I had to get to where I am today and become a high-ranking officer of the Crusaders.

Would he have gotten to this point without the care of the Grand Lord, the Grand Commander, the Grand Procurator Ethanlien, the Grand General Abydis, and the other Crusader commanders?

Apparently not.

And can I convince them to change history as I wish? Is this possible?

If you want to change the impending disaster, you must need power and status to protect your actions, but...

Think about how much they care about you, think about Mograine, Locke, can you really bear to do that within the Crusaders?

Alas.

What should I do?

Am I really going to do whatever it takes to seize power within the Crusaders?

Gradually, Locke's eyes blurred, and he lay down in front of the bed.

Soon, the voice of a guard was heard at the door.

"Sergeant Major Norris, Major Locke is visiting the High Lord in the house."

"Oh? The Great Lord woke up? The elf asked, somewhat surprised.

"Not yet." Hayley said.

"Well, pay attention to the safety of the Great Lord."

Before the words fell, Norris had already walked in, and she looked at Locke, who was sitting in front of the bed, and couldn't help but feel strange feelings in her heart.

I can't tell the feeling, I just feel that the back of this human looks so lonely.

Strange, perhaps because she didn't rest, Noris shook her golden hair and her long, pointed ears fluttered.

"Major Locke, maybe you can go and get some rest." Norris walked over to the wooden table, picked up the kettle and poured a cup of hot water.

The man in front of him didn't say anything, he was still lying in front of the big lord's bed, Norris, who was going to drink saliva, frowned, she put down the water glass in her hand and walked over.

This human paladin is asleep here.

He was lying on his stomach at the head of the Great Lord's bed, his arms together, his right face pressed against his arm, and he fell asleep to his left.

Norris was a little stunned.

On the face of this human paladin, his eyes were closed, his brow was tightly wrinkled, and in the corners of his eyes, some tears flowed. It was the first time she had seen someone shed tears in her sleep.

Norris looked down, not knowing what she was thinking.

She fumbled around and pulled out a towel made of silk, and she approached Locke, crouched down, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the smooth and delicate silk.

How much pain had the human beings in front of them endured before? Able to shed tears in their sleep.

Norris carefully brushed the corners of his eyes, she looked at this delicate face, and on this face she could still see his immature shadow.

Speaking of which, this human seems to be smaller than himself? If you count it by human age.

Thinking of his performance on the battlefield yesterday, Norris also had to express his admiration for his bravery, which is extremely rare for a noble child who is on the battlefield for the first time.

She had seen too many human nobles who were either insatiable and only oppressed and exploited their own people. When natural disasters came, they refused to flee for the sake of their property, and most of them became the minions of natural disasters.

Either covet their beauty and lead others to rob themselves.

These greedy aristocrats have long forgotten how their fathers survived on this continent.

There are few people like him who are not obsessed with his appearance, no, he will also peek at himself, and he looks at himself mostly in a way that is hidden.

Norris laughed, at least he wasn't as annoying as the other nobles.

The Great Lord was still asleep on the bed, and on his body, a cloak from Locke was draped over it.

Norris looked at the two of them, then she turned to look at the door, and then she unfastened her cloak and wrapped herself around Locke.

"This is—" Nollis rolled her blue eyes to give an explanation for her actions. I am very impressed by your bravery and..."

Nollis grabbed her hair, "And what?" And what?! The reward? ”

"Hmm! That's right! Norris slapped her palm gently, "This is my heroism and your care for the soldiers, which touched me!" Well, I've put a cloak on you for this, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold! You know, the nights in the Tirisfara Glade are very cold, especially during this winter month. ”

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it! That's the look on Noris's face.

The soldiers of the crusaders were deceived by Noris's cold and arrogant appearance, but they did not expect that under her cold appearance, there was a lively image of a young girl.

Nollis didn't notice that she had subtly changed her opinion of Locke, and her impression had changed like the good side.

She turned and walked to the table, picked up the tea on the table, and drank it in one gulp.

Then she walked out.

"The Great Lord is still asleep, and Major Locke is also asleep in the house, don't wake them." Norris commanded the guards at the door.

Norris stretched, her cape behind her without the cover, her curves perfectly displayed in a compact Crusader armor.

"It's time for me to take a break, too."

Inside the house, Locke opened his eyes with a smile and a smile.

In fact, Locke was not asleep at all. He just thought of yesterday's sad incident, and tears were left in his eyes, and it happened that Norris came in, and Locke simply pretended to sleep in order not to be too embarrassed.

However, what he didn't expect was that this arrogant elf would have such a gentle side, and he always thought that elves were the kind of arrogance that looked down on humans.

The scent of the towel that Locke still remembers is like the cloak on his body, a scent of white roses.

I almost couldn't hold back my movements.

How embarrassing it would be.

Locke took off the cloak that had encircled him, held it in his hand, and laughed as he recalled Noris's soliloquy to himself.

With the cloak in his hand, Locke stepped out.

"Where's Sergeant Major Norris?" Locke asked the guard at the door.

"She's gone." Hayley looked at the cloak in his hand and said with a slight frown.

Hayley wasn't blind, of course she saw Noris's cape, it was there when she went in, and it was gone when she came out.

And now it is in the hands of Major Locke.

Could it be that what is the relationship between the two of them?

Hayley thought with some displeasure.

"Okay, I'll have to put this thing here first." Locke tucked the cloak into his magic backpack.

Hayley looked at the cloak and felt a strange feeling in her heart, as if her toy had been snatched away.

But Ma Hailey's face turned red.

Oh, my God! What are you thinking? Haley! How did you end up like this!?

Major Locke's love is Inspector Whitemayne!