Early in the morning, Diego stretched and walked out of the tent.
The camp was filled with the smell of smoke and fire, and the tents, wagons, and even the cooking pots were covered with a thick layer of plant ash.
It was his masterpiece last night.
The people in the camp looked tired, and while Diego used three times as many ice bullets as fired to neutralize the flames and extinguish the fire, the embers that were still smoking needed manpower to extinguish.
The whole camp was busy until late at night.
Seeing Diego pass by, the people stepped aside in awe, not daring to look him in the eye.
Truth be told, Diego's tumultuous performance last night – though not intentionally – shook everyone's hearts deeply.
If the previous reverence for him was due to fear of his title, now they revere this fellow traveler of St.
Reginade from the bottom of their hearts.
In their eyes, only such a powerful person can protect the saints and expel the dragon.
Standing at the exit of the camp, Diego looked out at the edge of a charred woodland, where the original shrubs had long since been burned to ashes, and some of the towering trees had been scorched, revealing their black trunks.
Because most of the bark is burned, these ancient trees, which have survived thousands of cold and summers, slowly wither and die within a few months.
The water vapor emitted by the melting of the ice bombs was everywhere, as if a faint layer of fog had shrouded the camp around. 【， Looking at this bleak scene, Diego was deeply touched.
Just because he had such a good time yesterday, but it brought such serious consequences, after coming to Azeroth.
For the first time, Diego deeply realized the truth of the phrase "use your power carefully".
That's when Bart?
Leibi walked over.
"Your Excellency.
It's time for breakfast.
He bowed and saluted, and Diego noticed that he was more humble and courteous today than before.
Had breakfast.
Due to the delay last night, Diego decided to leave later today.
While everyone was busy collecting and loading the goods that had been scattered yesterday, Diego arrived at the Westspring Fortress alone.
He decided to talk to Steven?
Rainier talked about it, and he felt that the young man might need some guidance.
Hearing his visit, the vice-captain of the Xiquan Fortress was overjoyed, and he almost rushed all the way to the gate of the fortress to greet him.
He could see the tremendous movement of the convoy camp yesterday from the towers of the fortress.
Now, everyone knows how amazing the abilities of the fellow saints are, and there is indeed no vain in the fame!
The two of them greeted each other and walked towards the second floor of the fortress.
It is different from a comfortable house.
This military building, which is built only by its sturdiness and masonry, is made of huge white marble, with narrow porticos and eerie corridors, everything here is based on thick and heavy.
Even if the sky was bright, the light from a few small skylights was not enough, and the light here was mainly provided by torches stuck in iron rings in the walls.
They walked up a creaking wooden staircase to the second floor.
At this time, the second floor was empty, except for a few tables on the platform directly opposite.
Covered with a large military cowhide map, Diego glanced at it and saw that it was a full map of the Wild West.
"Where's your boss?
I wonder if I have the honor to ask to meet your captain?
Diego asked politely.
"Since our captain died in battle half a year ago, there hasn't been anyone from Stormwind.
I'm the supreme governor here.
Rainier flattened her mouth and said dissatisfied.
"So?"
Diego appropriately expressed his disappointment, but didn't dwell too much on it, "Actually.
I'm here to say goodbye to you, and we're on our way this morning.
Thank you very much for your wine hospitality. ” "What?
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Are you going now?
The vice captain said with some surprise, he was very conflicted.
He hoped that Diego would solve the problems in his territory as soon as possible and rush to help him.
Hopefully, he'll stay for a while to ask him for advice on how to fight more powerful creatures like orcs or black iron dwarves, and in a remote place like Westspring Fortress, Rainier has only a few fishmen to use to practice his skills in a few fights with the gnolls.
"Yes, we have to go, as you said, a true nobleman cannot leave his subjects suffering and turn a deaf ear, the sooner I arrive in Yuexi Town, the sooner I can save them from the dire situation."
"So, what you said will help me reclaim my territory is true, right?"
Reinier asked, hesitantly.
"Listen, young man!"
Diego felt that he had to say something to correct some of the naïve young man's opinions, although he himself did not seem much older than Reinier, "Although I am happy to help everyone who asks me for help, I am not a good person, and I will consider my ability and do what I can." ” "I promised to help you, not because it was my obligation, but out of compassion, out of morality.
For the doctrine of the Light says: Whoever knows to do good and help others, but does not do so, is guilty of it!
But for you, this is not a reason for you to ask others to help you, because the refugees displaced in the twilight forest are your people, not someone else's, they are your responsibility and obligation.
The Light blesses everyone, but the Light will never approve of us waiting for help from others and doing nothing.
Only those who are self-reliant on their own strength will be helped by the Light. ” Diego looked at him sincerely, hoping he understood what he was saying.
"But I'm not asking others to help me for free, those who help me will gain the friendship of the Rainier family!"
Neville explained with a flushed face.
"I want to gain your friendship, but I definitely don't want you to be friends with me because you want my help, because friendship with a purpose is no longer friendship, but a transaction."
Diego shook his head and turned to walk out of the hall, he genuinely hoped that the young man would figure it out, otherwise he would have no need to help.
Diego walked all the way out of the castle, and everywhere he went, every guard on duty was beating his chest and saluting, as if they already knew who was in front of him.
However, Rainier did not come along, and it seems that Diego's words made him a little unhappy, but those who are loyal and do not listen to the advice of others can only be stubborn and obstinate.
Back at the camp, Diego found that almost all of his belongings had been packed and the people were ready to go.
"Let's go!"
Diego rolled over and rode onto the Kodomon, shouting loudly.
However, as they walked past the gate of the West Spring Fortress, a figure looked down above the tower of the fortress.
"I'll do my best, Diego, my friend!"
Reinier shouted.
"I'll keep watching you!
May the Light be with you!
Diego pointed to his eyes, then waved.
He is really not good at guessing people's hearts, who knows if other people's words are true?
But Diego is still accustomed to thinking of people on the bright side, and it may not be long before the kingdom will have a true warrior who is steadfast and loyal.
They followed the boulevard all the way to the west.
It's a sunny day, and the warm spring sun shines through the canopy of the trees, casting a little light on the road.
The convoy patrolled back and forth on both sides of the road, this time on guard, not before, Harry?
The scouts sent out by Bogard were even scattered half a mile away.
Because the road to the west from the West Spring Fortress is no longer safe, the gnolls and robbers often make waves in the area.
However, the road today was very peaceful.
The gnoll may have been completely frightened by last night's thunderous blow, and he didn't even dare to show his head.
It took them half a day to get out of the Elwyn Forest, and as the sun set in the west, they came to the east of a great river that surged south from the Thunder Falls in the north, and joined the Dark River more than a hundred miles downstream.
The river is thirty meters wide and four or five meters deep, and is an important tributary of the Dark River.
Originally, there was a two-hole stone bridge connecting the two banks, but at this moment, the original solid stone arch bridge has long been destroyed.
The huge rocks that had been used to build the deck had been pried open and swept into the river, leaving only three lone piers standing in the water.
"Is this a lack of morality that the son of a bitch raised?"
In the convoy, more than one person scolded.
Because on this tributary of the dark river, this bridge is the only bridge to the western wilderness.
From here upstream, about ten miles of road, although there is a small ferry on the bank of the river, but the ferry of that ferry is not big, barely able to load the next empty car, the full carriage is definitely unable to cross the river, but if you want to unload the goods, and then knock it piecemeal, and carry it separately, the whole convoy is transported over, I am afraid it will take at least a week.
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Diego stood on the bank of the river, his face sinking like water.
He knew that he was in big trouble, and the cause of this big trouble was obvious, as can be seen from the plum blossom paw prints in the mud of the river beach.
These unique paw prints belonging to the gnolls follow the sand all the way south and then disappear into the jungle away from the riverbank.
However, Diego didn't believe that there was no main messenger behind the gnolls, you know, just yesterday, the riverpaw gnolls of the Elwyn Forest had no trouble with Diego.
They don't come to attack the fortress and set up a strong enemy for themselves, and according to the rumors about Hogg, the leader of the Riverpaw Jackals is a bully who can't afford to make an early profit.
Actually, it's not hard to guess, just look at who can profit from this thing, you can know who did it.
And, for a long time, there is a popular proverb in Azeroth: "Behind every conspiracy, there is a human being." ” Yes, in the eyes of all the intelligent races of Azeroth, humans are the best race at intrigues, and there is no one.
Well, who else could there be but the Brotherhood of Defia in line with these speculations?
(To be continued.) )