When the crowd dispersed and the old man boarded the train again, Lightning flew into the cab through the rear window and landed quietly in the carriage.
The old man stood in front of the console, looking down at the item in his hand motionlessly like a silent statue.
Looking at his back, she wanted to say something to comfort him, but she did not know what to say.
It wasn't until she touched the half-open window in hesitation that the man noticed her presence.
"Ah, you're the little girl from the other day..." The old man blinked in surprise.
"My name is Lightning." Lightning could not help but take a step back. "Sorry, I..."
"I see. You're here to comfort me, aren't you?" He suddenly grinned. "Oh, really, I'm not old enough to need a little girl to comfort me. Sorry about that. But the ability of a witch is really convenient. I can go wherever I want. "
The old man did not look as sad as Lightning had imagined, which made her feel a little relieved. "I, I'll knock first next time."
"I'm not blaming you, child." 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. This is the only thing that can be used to entertain people."
"Thank... thank you." Lightning slowly walked to the table and sat down. When she got closer, she found that it was a Neverwinter ID card on the console.
"My name is Brewcher, or you can call me by my nickname: Mr. Loud Voice. The kids on the train often call me that. "The old man brought a cup of hot tea to the table." Did you attend the funeral? "
Lightning nodded and then shook her head. "I just happened to fly over and watched for a while..."
"That means you didn't lose any friends. That's really good news."
She clenched the cup. "Your son..."
"Ah, his name is Robert, the third son in the family. He died fighting for the artillery position," Brewcher said calmly. "The battalion commander said he was very brave."
"He is indeed very brave," Lightning said in a low voice. She had heard about the whole process of the battle from Sylvie. Without firepower support and the presence of the God's Punishment Witches, it would have been impossible for a person to take such a step forward while facing the demons' spears without sufficient courage.
"In fact, Lao San used to be the most timid one. When he was mining in the mines, no matter how the foreman bullied him, he never dared to fight back. He would only come back and complain to me," Brewcher said with mixed feelings. "Do you find 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 comforted her. "Because I knew this day would come sooner or later … My third son and the other two sons all told me the same thing."
"What … did they say?"
"They said that they wanted to protect Neverwinter, their hometown, and everything they had worked so hard to get." The old man took a sip of tea. "To be honest, I didn't understand at that time. I even asked why it was them and not others."
Lightning was also wondering why.
Brewcher seemed to read her mind. "Their answer was that others had already been sacrificed."
"Since the beginning of the Militia's fight against the demonic beasts, many people have died. It was the same when we fought against the Duke Of Ryan and the church. If everyone thought about why it was them and not others, we would still be living like livestock in the mines, "the old man said. The old man said, "As long as it's a battle, there will inevitably be sacrifices. Whoever's turn is who's who. If no one is willing to go, there's no need to fight this battle. In the end, we'll still be at the mercy of the enemy — that's what they told me."
"I don't know whether my three sons are right or not, but at least I'm sure that it's their own choice." He took a deep breath. "My children have all grown up. It's enough for me that they can walk on the path that they believe is right. Compared to Eldest Brother who died of a cold, Third Brother's name will be remembered by the army forever. What do I have to be sad about? "
Lightning could not help but recall the words of the other party that night. "They used to live like mice, both thin and cowardly, but since joining the army, it is as if they have changed inside and outside. This is also the reason why I am full of confidence in the First Army — a team composed of such people will not be easily defeated. "
So that's how it is …
"By the way, I still have to thank you."
"Thank … me?" Lightning was stunned.
"Of course," the old man smiled. "Without your timely notification, the camp would have suffered greater losses. In a way, you also protected the First Army and my other son. I was wondering when I would meet you again. Maybe I would never see you again. I didn't expect you to appear right behind me. It's great to be able to thank me in person. "
After drinking the tea, Lightning waved goodbye to Broocher.
She flew out of the carriage and saw the old man return to the control panel through the window. He grabbed the ID card and covered his face with his hands.
…
Back in the residential area, Maggie was hovering in the air. As soon as she saw Lightning, she pounced on her. "Where have you been, coo? Why did you come back so late, coo? Have you forgotten what's going to happen today? "
"Uh, what is it?"
"Today is the day that Lorgar is discharged from the hospital!" Maggie folded her wings and landed on her head. "Go to the medical center, coo!"
"Ah … OK, I got it. Don't move around." Lightning held the pigeon and flew to the center of the camp. After the last night attack, the layout of Tower Station No. 1 had changed a lot. Looking down from the sky, except for the platform, the yard and the sentry tower, the rest of the area was flat. Functional buildings such as the barracks and the medical center had all sunk into the ground. The firepower could cover both the outer circle of the defensive line and the inner circle. Even if the demons used the same trick again, they would not be able to cause as much damage as last time.
Before long, they saw the familiar figure of the Wolf Girl.
"Hey." Lorgar flicked her ears. "Long time no see."
"It's only been a week." Lightning heaved a sigh of relief when she saw how energetic the other party was. After all, according to Maggie's description of the Wolf Girl's condition when she was carried into the medical center, she looked as if she was about to die.
"Maybe it's because I've been sleeping every day. It feels longer." Lorgar stretched herself. "Nana is so stubborn. She had to wait for a week to recover. I think the wound will heal by itself in a week."
Since witches were much more resistant to the sleeping fern's side effects than ordinary people, the sleeping treatment was usually effective in saving the magic power of the healer, as long as it was not life-threatening. This was also the experience accumulated by the Union during the war.
"You're indeed a monster. You're almost as good as Lady Ashes, coo!" Maggie said while flapping her wings.
"Uh … after talking to Miss Andrea, I don't think it's a compliment," Lorgar muttered.
"Coo?"
"No, nothing." She walked to Lightning, put her arms around the little girl's and lifted her up.
"Hey, hey … what are you doing? Put me down," Lightning said shyly. "Someone's watching!"
"I heard from Sylvie about everything you've done."
"I —"
"So, it's still possible to work hard." Lorgar held Lightning in her arms. "That's the leader I know."
Lightning stopped struggling. She felt a warm feeling in her heart. After a moment of silence, she said in a low voice, "But I'm still a coward."
"The fact that you can say this to me means that you've taken that step." Lorgar put Lightning down. "You're not thinking of leaving alone now, are you?"
Lightning looked at the wolf girl and then at Maggie. She nodded gently. "Yes."
The moment she agreed, she felt as if something was pressing on her shoulders.
But she did not reject this feeling.
Instead, she felt inexplicably at ease.
"Coo?" Maggie tilted her head. "What are you talking about, coo?"
"We're talking about celebrating." Lorgar straightened up. "Since I'm safe and sound, shouldn't we have a drink?"
"Celebrate, coo! Let's celebrate, coo! "Maggie echoed excitedly.
"Hey, wait a minute …" Lightning said. "I have to patrol at night."
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