Chapter 731

When old Fordring saw what I had taken back, he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

But after all, it was the people who had been trained in the war and soon became quiet.

He gave me a badge,

"I have to prepare. You can take it to cold wind camp to find Miranda. That's my friend. She will help you enter mantelvalley. I'll wait for you in the forest outside mantelvalley. With this letter and these things, my friend, only you can quietly bypass the bloody Crusader line in pikelvalley. You just need to give these things to my son, I believe, I believe Teran will make the right choice. "

I nodded.

Good people do it to the end, and it's just a letter delivery task. There's no need to take risks at all, so I simply agreed.

What's more, I would like to see what kind of guy the child who was worried about by old Fordring grew up to be and whether he was as honest as old Fordring.

So when I go to the fireplace valley with the potion given to me by the witch Miranda, I always feel that I am about to solve the mystery.

In addition, Miranda is a dwarf. I'm very curious about how old Fordring made friends with a dwarf old woman, and she's a witch. Hell, a witch living in a cemetery. She seems to be a member of the order of silver hand. I'm very surprised how many foreigners there are in that magical organization.

As the last time, I quietly crossed the line of defense of the blood crusader. Old Fordring was right. Fireplace Valley is now one of the headquarters of the blood crusader in this plague land. The defense here is extremely complicated. Only an assassin who is proficient in stealth like me can sneak in unhurt.

I quietly dodged the Crusaders who were patrolling with hounds, and crept into the deepest tower of mantelpiece, where was the headquarters. As the legal Lord of mantelpiece, Taran must have lived there.

When I stepped up more than ten steps, I heard a young voice, which seemed to reprimand the subordinates,

"I have said many times that you should not deliberately crowd out those compatriots who come from the south of the mainland to support us because of their different appearances. We are comrades in arms, brothers, not enemies. Your swords should not be aimed at your brothers. Next time, if I find out that you deliberately bully those recruits, you can get out, The Crusaders don't need soldiers like you

I hid in the dark and nodded silently. It seemed that little Taran had not forgotten what his father had taught him. It was very good.

But the next moment, another voice sounded, as if in refutation.

"But Lord Ethan, Lord Ethan, said that the recruits had not been screened, they could not be trusted! I don't think we've done anything wrong! "

"Screening? Are you crazy? They abandoned their peaceful life and came to this damned place to fight with the dead, almost ignoring life and death? You told me they still need to be screened? Are you crazy? What else do you need to screen for such a warrior? "

Tyran's voice was angry and powerless. It was obvious that his status as a high Lord was not paid attention to by these veterans at all. I quietly walked into the room along the open door without making a sound. Under the protection of the shadow, they couldn't see me, but I could see every one of them.

A wild and intractable young man, as like as two peas, carrying the same kind of sword, is the same old Taelan Foordring. He is a strong bloody crusader, and is facing a challenge.

"Prosecutor Ethan leen said that only with firm will can we defeat the undead, so we should abandon the blind of emotion. Those recruits have not gone through this link, so they can't be trusted. Highlord, don't interfere in these things. Let prosecutor Ethan leen do them. You are too young and as reckless as your father."

Talan's face turned red because of the old soldier's sarcasm, but he couldn't help it. I couldn't bear to see him any more. He was still too young. Ethan leen had obviously elevated his power. I walked up to the chattering old soldier and he found me. But the moment before he waved his fist, the handle of my dagger had been knocked on his neck.

"Putong"

The ferocious guy fell to the ground. He could be quiet at last. Let Ethan lean go to hell. Old Fordring also said that the guy had been scared by the undead and turned into a madman. Little Taran was so pitiful. He was surrounded by a group of crazy believers all day. He didn't know how miserable his life would be.

"Who are you! Night elf, why are you here! "

Taran didn't lead me. Instead, she drew out her epee and pointed it at me. It seemed that if I couldn't prove my identity, I would be taken by him on the spot. However, I didn't plan to fight with Taran. I was already rich and didn't need to take any more risks. So I took out the things that old Fuding gave me from my backpack and threw them to Taran.

"I'm your father's Messenger, Taran fording. Look at those things and decide if you want to go with me. With all due respect, you don't have any authority here. You should go back with me to see your father. He's the one who really cares about you."

"My father? What are you talking about? He's already dead. "

Taran took a look at what I had thrown on the table. He put away his sword and picked up the painting. As a result, he was stunned at the spot. I noticed his red eyes. Then he picked up the little hammer which was infected by the soil. His tears could no longer stop and fell down.

Finally, he picked up the flag, the broken flag, and Teran couldn't help it any more. He reached out and touched his eyes, then turned his back and wiped his face. It seemed that he didn't want to be seen as weak by me, but finally, he opened the letter.

I've read the letter that old Fordring wrote to his son. I'm really moved.

Oh, forgive me. I shouldn't have seen it, but as an assassin, my curiosity made me do evil things, but it doesn't matter. I'll take Taran back safely as an apology.

Here is the content of the letter,

"Dear tyran

When you grow up and can read this letter, I should have left you for a long time. I don't know how to express the pain of leaving you and your mother, But I think life always forces people to make some difficult choices. I'm afraid you've heard a lot of bad rumors about me over the years - people regard my behavior as evil. I'm afraid my original decision will make people prejudice you.

Here, I don't want to defend, I just want to let you know what I did for glory. Glory is an important factor that makes us human. Taran, our words and deeds have more or less significance to the world. I know it's not easy, but I hope you will understand one day.

I want you to know that I have always loved you deeply and I have always been thinking about you in my heart. Your life, your words and deeds will be my salvation.

Child. You are my pride and hope

Be a good man, be a hero.

bye.

---Love your father. Tirion Fordring

"No... no!"

Tyran, holding the letter, fell down on the chair. His young face was full of tears. He may still remember what his father said to him on the night he left. He may also remember his father's heroic speech in the unfair trial when he was a child.

Race does not mean glory. People should not judge their own existence rashly!

This is the truth that his father taught him. Taran never forgets it, and he always does it. But when the figure that he thought disappeared in his life reappears, Taran can't stand the suffering in his heart. What's more exciting than when you hear that your relatives are safe?

On the road of lonely life, you always walk alone, and then one day you find that those who make you warm never leave, they are always there.

When you look back, they are always there, smiling blessing for you, moving forward with you, and carrying the pressure of life with you.

Taran wiped away his tears and gently put the letter in his pocket. He looked at me with firm eyes,

"Let's go and see my father!"

"Go now?"

I asked him back, and Taran nodded.

"Go now! I'm fed up with all this! To hell with Ethan lean and his nonsense, I'm going to see my father, now, now

With a smile, I gave Taran a thumbs up.

"You made the right decision, son."

Then I took out Madeleine and gave me the potion. I drank it with a strange smell, just like the smell of rotten apples. How disgusting!

These damned mages, can't they make this potion taste better?

I slandered it in my heart, but it doesn't matter. I felt my shape changing. Finally, in the mirror of Teran's room, I saw me now, a disguised and seamless messenger of the blood crusade.

Tut Tut, great!

Magic, it's amazing.

Taran and I rode on the horse and walked slowly out of the fireplace valley. When we were intercepted, I always yelled,

"Lord dasohan issued an order in stansom, asking Lord Teran to go to stansom immediately. This is the text of the order!"

Then those guys with muscles in their heads will let go.

I know that the text is fake. It's made by Madeleine. These mages are good at these messy things, but I have to say that it's so exquisite that they cheat those silly soldiers.

Taran and I are excited.

Because I knew that I was about to see a wonderful scene of father son meeting, and Titan was excited because he was about to see his father, the hero of his life.

After leaving the last block, we were all relieved. We went on. In the forest 500 meters ahead, fording was waiting there. That would be the end of our escape.

But just as we turned a corner, there was a haze and a heavy voice behind us,

"Teran, where are you going?"

I looked back and saw the old man in the priest '.

Disgusting guy.

Tyran turned, his voice trembling, but with an extraordinary firmness,

"Prosecutor Ethan leen, I'm going to leave here. You don't like me anyway, do you?"