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Chapter 61: Love and Family - Betrayal

Any military organization needs new blood.

Especially in such war years, the Scarlet Crusade is entangled with all forces in the Plague Land. The Scarlet Crusade in Stratholme is at war with the Undead Scourge. It is common for soldiers to be killed and injured, and the recruitment of new soldiers has never stopped.

Every recruit who joins the Scarlet Crusade must pass the Holy Light Test.

If the resurrected natural disaster soldiers in Alsace were resurrected as fresh corpses, they would be indistinguishable from living people in appearance. The past events during their lifetimes would still be fresh in their memories, and questioning would not be able to distinguish the authenticity.

Only the Holy Light.

As long as a simple holy light is cast on the new recruits, one can accurately identify whether the undead have mixed in or whether they are plague carriers.

Recruiting new soldiers is an important step that must be strictly monitored and defended. In addition to eliminating the undead and plague carriers that have mixed in, spies sent by other organizations must also be eliminated as much as possible.

This is a meticulous and tedious task that does not allow for sloppiness. Out of trust, Grand Prosecutor Isenlien handed it over to the High Lord Tyran Fording.

After a famous family, there is always a tiger in the door.

In the early years, Tyran Fordring generously dedicated Hearthglen, allowing the Scarlet Crusade to have a solid fortress comparable to Tyr's Hand. Although it was also for self-protection in troubled times, Grand Inquisitor Isenlien

I am still very grateful to Tai Lan for his generous act and have great trust in him.

On this day, Tyran Fording checked the list as usual and checked the recruits' information.

Dark whiskers. Stand erect.

Race: Dwarf.

Successfully passed the Holy Light test.

Occupation: Rogue.

Strength evaluation: Excellent but not enough.

Note: A dwarf of low strength.

Ability is second to none. In such troubled times and in urgent need of manpower, we can't afford to worry about so many.

If that doesn't work, let him carry wood in the back mountains, or dig trenches on the front lines. I heard that the dwarves are good at brewing wine, and they should be good at cooking, but there is a lack of chefs in the back kitchen.

but……

Anxu. Standing failed to pass the inquiry.

He couldn't tell where he came from, where he lived, where he studied, and he didn't even have a friend to vouch for him.

A dwarf of unknown origin.

This dwarf had a very bad temper, and when he was asked urgent questions, he used his amnesia as an excuse to be arrogant and arrogant.

Tyran Fordring shook his head, thought for a moment and made a decision. The Scarlet Crusade would not accept adventurers of unknown origin.

After writing the "unqualified" instruction, Taran Fording put down his pen. Recently, he had always been a little upset, suspicious, and had a premonition that something was going to happen.

There was a sudden noise outside the door. Tyran Fording looked unhappy, his face darkened, and his soldiers rushed in: "Great Lord, there is a dwarf who wants to see you."

"not see."

Tyran Fording was in a bad mood and didn't want to see anyone.

"Great Lord, that dwarf has a letter of recommendation from your father." The soldier said cautiously.

Tyran Fording looked solemn, thought for a while and said: "Okay, let him come in."

"You are Tyran Fordring. I was sent by your father, Darkbeard." The dwarf said in a very aggressive tone, probably because he was blocked, his clothes were torn, and he was in a bad mood.

"I am the great lord of the Scarlet Crusade." Tyran Fordring said as politely as possible.

"Taylan Fordring, on behalf of your father, I advise you: you must find your way back."

"What?"

Ansu took a letter and placed it heavily in front of Tyran Fording: "I hope that after reading this letter, you can make the right decision, my child."

"What's going on? Are you the onion or the garlic?"

Tyran Fording was a little confused. He tore open the envelope and took out the letter to read. The more he read, the more confused he became.

“Dear Tailan,

When you grow up and can read this letter, I will have left you for a long time.

I don't know how to express how painful it is for me to leave you and your mother... People regard my behavior as evil. I'm afraid that my original decision will make people prejudice you.

I don’t want to argue here... Glory is an important factor that makes us human, Tailan, everything we say and do must have more or less meaning to this world... But

I hope you can understand one day.

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

My child, you are my pride and hope. Be a good person and a hero. Goodbye."



Although it is said to be Old Fording's handwriting, there is no doubt that it is.

But what's going on? Tailan was confused.

What does this mean? Is it a secret message? Some kind of hint? Or does it mean something?

Why is there such a clueless letter?

Then, Anxu took out three more things, placed them heavily in front of Tailan, and said loudly:

"Lost child, don't you wake up soon after seeing this?"

A toy warhammer.

Tyran vaguely remembered that he seemed to have one when he was a child, but he didn't like it very much, so Old Fording made him a toy sword, and the toy warhammer was thrown away without knowing where.

The battle standard of the Knights of the Silver Hand.

This battle flag is stained with the blood of too many people of Lordaeron. It is a witness to that bloody history. It is a shame that the Paladins are ashamed to mention. The Knights of the Silver Hand also fell apart because of this.

Finally, there is a painting. Tailan still has some memories. When she was a child, her family was on vacation in Keldaron, and she asked a well-known painter to paint a family portrait.

I remember that my father disliked this painting very much, because Baron Rivendell of Stratholme also had a family portrait that was larger than this one and more ornately framed.

The most irritating thing is that Baron Rivendell has many children and is prosperous, but old Fording only has such a single seedling, which makes him hateful.

Damn it, what do you mean by giving me all this junk?

There was also the unexplained letter, which made Tai Lan go crazy.

If it weren't for the people sent by his father, Tailan would have locked up the dwarf and interrogated him severely.

In fact, this letter was not written by Fording, but was copied by Vanessa according to Fording's handwriting based on the memory of the dwarf Darkbeard.

Tailan felt that something was wrong with her whole person.

Seeing Tailan in a daze and unrepentant, Anxu was particularly disappointed and furious. He waved his hands angrily:

"Tylan Fordring, you have to wake up. You have to draw a clear line with these evil Scarlet Crusaders. You have to repent and become an upright and kind person. Have you forgotten the glory of your fathers? Forgot the Knight of the Silver Hand.

Has the regiment achieved its glory?"

Let me go, is this a madman?

The guards on the side gave up and drew their weapons one after another, pointing the tips of their swords at the dwarf.

Ansu looked directly at the anger of the many Scarlet Crusaders without caring, with a crazy smile on his face: "Taylan, just use my blood to make you, a lost lamb, repent."

I understood that this must be a lunatic sent by the enemy to deliberately sow discord.

Tyran Fordring finally thought it through and ordered Anwhisker to be captured and tortured for interrogation.

At this moment, an uneasy undercurrent sneaked in.

The soldier at the door came in uninvited, glanced at Tyran Fordring unkindly, and handed a leaflet to the surrounding Scarlet Crusade members.

The guards passed it around one by one, and they all raised their heads and glared at the great lord.

What's going on? Tailan feels very bad. What does this unfriendly atmosphere mean?

"Great Lord, I hope you can give me an explanation."

The soldiers placed the leaflet in front of Tyran Fording.

Tyran Fording only felt a "boom" in his head.

It turned out that at the same time that Darkbeard was invited into the castle, a dragon head made of holy light appeared in the sky above Hearthglen. The dragon's head held a package in its mouth and stopped in the center of Hearthglen.

The package suddenly exploded and leaflets fell like snowflakes.

The leaflet uses sonorous and powerful words and clear evidence to prove how the Scarlet Crusade High Lord Tyran Fordring colluded with the Argent Dawn, how he betrayed the Scarlet Crusade's intelligence, and how heinous and unpardonable his crime was.

After the soldiers of the Scarlet Crusade read the flyers, their anger levels were full. Their distrust of the great lord suddenly became an unstoppable torrent.

If it were in an ordinary team, similar sowing discord would hardly be effective.

But don't forget, the Scarlet Crusade is an organization known for its fanaticism and extremes.

Under Balnazzar's instigation and incitement, the members of the Scarlet Crusade became enthusiastic, and glory and justice were deeply rooted in their hearts. In the confrontation with the undead natural disaster, they had already become accustomed to being wary of those around them, and especially could not tolerate betrayal.

Tyran Fording took a breath of cold air, "Oh no, it's going to be bad."

If these evidences are only placed in front of the Grand Prosecutor Ethan Lien, there is still room for maneuver. In order to prevent the morale of the military from drifting, the Grand Prosecutor will try his best to cover it up, or even make it a big issue.

reconciliation.

However, now that all the members of the Scarlet Crusade in Hearthglen know about it, this matter is serious, and Grand Prosecutor Isenlien cannot cover it up.

Coupled with the recommendation from his father, the role played by the dwarf Darkbeard, and his madman-like ravings further confirmed Tyran Fordring's crime.

It's all a routine.

Anxu didn't know about these changes, but still tried to persuade him earnestly:

"Taylan, come back with me, escape from the evil Scarlet Crusade, go see your father, and don't act as a puppet of the Scarlet Crusade."

"Okay, dwarf, then follow me and fight out together."

Tai Lan suddenly drew out his sword and slashed at Pao Ze, who had fought alongside him.

This is a massacre.

Although the members of the Scarlet Crusade were suspicious of the High Lord, they still had hope in their hearts, hoping that the High Lord would stand up and explain things clearly to everyone.

The great lord suddenly attacked and struck cruelly, and the loyal guards were caught off guard.

Bodies were strewn about, and blood was flowing all over the ground.

"Now, dwarf, run with me for your life."



In the luxurious fortress, Tirion Fordring drank wine leisurely, with a few pieces of white maggot meat in front of him. Fording frowned, with a look of despair on his face, and ate it bravely.

The legion communicator suddenly beeped.

Balnazar's anxious voice sounded:

"Fording, something happened in Hearthglen, and your son Tyran needs help." (To be continued)

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