When the crowd dispersed and the old man boarded the train again, the lightning approached, flew into the cab from the rear window, and landed quietly in the carriage.
The old man stood in front of the operating table, looking down at the thing in his hand, motionless, like a silent statue.
Looking at the other person's back, she wanted to comfort a few words, but she didn't know how to speak.
The other party didn't notice her existence until he touched the half-opened window blindly.
"Ah, you were that little girl from that day..." The old man blinked in surprise.
"My name is Lightning." Lightning couldn't help but take a step back, "Sorry, I…"
"I see, are you here to comfort me?" He grinned suddenly, "Oh, really, I'm not old enough to need a little girl to comfort me. I'll make you laugh. But the witch's The ability is really convenient, and I can freely go where I want to go.”
The other party's expression was not as sad as Lightning imagined, which made her nervous a little bit relaxed, "I, I will knock on the door first next time."
"I'm not blaming you, boy." The old man put down the folding table on the wall and wiped it with his sleeve. "Come, sit here, I'll pour you a cup of tea, and this is the only one here to serve people. ."
"Thank you... Thank you." Lightning slowly walked to the table and sat down. When she got closer, she realized that the Neverwinter ID card was placed on the console.
"My name is Brucher, or you can just call me by my nickname: Mr. Louder. That's what the little ghosts in the car always call me." The old man brought a cup of steaming tea to the table, "You just now Also at the funeral?"
Lightning nodded first, then shook his head again, "I just happened to fly over the sky, and then watched for a while..."
"That proves that you haven't lost any mates, which is really good news."
She clenched her teacup, "your son..."
"Ah, his name is Robert, the third child in the family. He died in the battle for the artillery position," Brucher said calmly. "The battalion commander said he was brave."
"He is indeed brave." Lightning whispered. From Sylvie, she heard about the whole process of the battle. Without fire support and the presence of the God's Punishment Witch, she charged against the devil's spear. If she didn't have enough courage, it would be impossible to take that step. of.
"Actually, the third child used to be the most timid. When mining in the mine, no matter how the foreman bullied him, he would not dare to fight back and would only come back and cry to me." Brucher said with emotion, "You are Isn't it strange that I don't look so sad?"
The little girl was at a loss for words, "No, I"
"It doesn't matter," the old man reassured, "because I know that sooner or later... Whether it is the third child or the other two sons, they have said the same thing to me."
"What did they... say?"
"They said that they wanted to protect Neverwinter City and their hometown, which was hard to come by." The old man took a sip of tea, "To be honest, I didn't understand it at the time, and I asked why it was them and not someone else. "
Lightning was also asking why.
Brucher seemed to see what she was thinking, "Their answer is that others have already sacrificed."
"Since the militia team fought against the evil beasts, there have been people who have been falling on the front line. This is the case against the Duke of Ryan, and the same is true for the attack of the church. If everyone thinks about why it is themselves and not others, we should still be here now. In the mine, we live like livestock." The old man said, "As long as there is a battle, there will inevitably be sacrifices, and it's whoever's turn it is. If everyone is unwilling to go, this battle will not be fought, and in the end it will be Let the enemy slaughter that's what they said to me."
"I don't know if the idea of the three sons is correct, but at least one thing is certain, this is their own choice." He took a deep breath, "The children have grown up and can walk on what they believe is right. On the road, it's enough for me. Compared to the boss who died of the cold, the name of the third child will be forever remembered by the army, why should I be sad?"
Lightning's mind couldn't help but the other party's words that night appeared in Lightning's mind, "Before they lived like mice, they were both thin and cowardly, but since joining the army, it's like a different person inside and out. The reason for the confidence of the first army is that a team composed of such people cannot be easily defeated.”
Is that so...
"By the way, I have to say thank you to you."
"Thank... me?" Lightning was stunned.
"Of course," the old man smiled, "without your prompt notification, the camp would have suffered even more damage. In a sense, you also protected the First Army and my other son. I'm still thinking about it. When will it be the first time I meet you, maybe I will never meet you again, I didn’t expect you to appear directly behind me and it’s great to say thank you in person.”
After drinking tea, Lightning waved goodbye to Brucher.
When she flew out from the original road and passed right in front of the carriage, she saw through the window glass that the old man was back in front of the console, grabbed the ID card, and covered her face with her hands.
…
Back in the residential area, Maisie was circling in the air, and when she saw the lightning, she jumped up, "Where did you go to wander! Why did you come back? Did you forget today's big event?"
"Uh, what is it?"
"Today is the day Lorgar was discharged from the hospital!" Maisie folded her wings and landed on top of her head, "Go to the medical center!"
"Ah... Okay, I get it, don't shake it." Lightning straightened the pigeon and flew towards the center of the camp. After the last night attack, the layout of the tower No. 1 station has changed greatly. Looking down from the air, except for the platform, the yard and the sentry tower, the rest of the location is flat. Functional buildings such as barracks and medical centers have all sunk into the ground. The fire resistance points can not only cover the outer circle of the defense line, but also take care of the interior. Even if the devil repeats his old tricks, it is difficult to cause a big threat like last time.
It didn't take long for them to see the familiar figure of the wolf girl.
"Yo," Lorgar shook his ears, "Long time no see."
"It's only been a week." Lightning finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the other party's energetic appearance. After all, listening to Maisie describe the state of the wolf girl when she was carried into the medical center, she almost died when she followed.
"Probably sleeping every day makes me feel that the time is getting longer." Lorgar stretched, "Nana is also true, it took a week to heal the wound. I think if it takes another week, the wound will be damaged. You can heal yourself."
Since the side effects of witches against sleeping ferns are much higher than those of ordinary people, the sleeping therapy method can usually effectively save the healer's magic power when it is not life-threatening. This is also the experience accumulated by the alliance when fighting.
"As expected of a monster-like recovery ability, it's almost on par with Lord Ash!" Maisie flapped her wings and said.
"Uh... Since talking to Miss Andrea, I've always felt that this is not a bragging." Lorgar muttered in a low voice.
"Goo?"
"No, it's nothing." She walked to Lightning's side, crossed the little girl's arms with both hands, and lifted the latter up.
"Hey, hey... What are you doing, let me down." Lightning said suddenly, "Someone is watching!"
"I heard Sylvie say oh, everything you did."
"I"
"So, hard work can still be done," Lorgar took Lightning into his arms, "This is the head of the regiment I am familiar with."
Lightning stopped struggling, she felt a warm current in her heart, and after a while of silence, she whispered, "But I'm still a coward."
"You can say this to me, it means that you have taken that step." Lorgar put down the lightning, "You are not thinking about leaving alone now, are you?"
Lightning looked at the wolf girl, then at Maisie, and nodded lightly, "Yeah."
At the moment of answering, it seemed that something was pressing on her shoulder.
But she did not reject this feeling.
Instead, there was an inexplicable peace of mind.
"Goo?" Maisie tilted her head and said, "What are you talking about goo?"
"We're talking about celebrating," Lorgar straightened up. "Since I'm safe and sound, shouldn't I have a good drink?"
"Celebrate Goo! Celebrate Goo!" Maisie happily echoed.
"Hey, wait..." Lightning dodged, "I have to patrol at night."
"It doesn't matter, as long as you take out the drink, we will drink it for you," Lorgar raised his tail. "This is also the dedication of the head of the regiment, isn't it?"
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