Ah, Andorhal (17)

"I agreed to fight alongside the Silver Dawn's warriors, but I could not join the Knights of the Silver Dawn for the time being. Please understand," Tirion stated his thoughts.

"That is not a problem. Only by getting to know each other better can we understand what the other truly thinks and avoid misunderstandings. We have already made a good start, haven't we?" The leader of the Silver Dawn extended his right hand and firmly clasped Tirion's.

"Welcome. From this moment on, we are comrades who will live and die together. To liberate Andorhal, we must achieve victory."

"I swear I will fight alongside you and never retreat." After many years, Tirion once again felt what it was like to have steadfast comrades. The feeling brought back memories of those passionate battles from his youth, and even his body seemed to grow stronger.

"And what about you, Knight Alton?" the leader of the Silver Dawn continued.

Alton hesitated, unsure of what to choose. As Taelan's captain of the guard, he had fallen out with most of Hearthglen's knights, then turned around and joined the Silver Dawn's ranks. Was that not a betrayal?

Tirion's words relieved his dilemma. "He is the same. He will fight alongside the Silver Dawn's forces in the capacity of a Hearthglen knight."

Tirion's years of accumulated experience had already shown him that Roderick had deliberately created this situation. That guard force, whose combat strength was far from weak, would absolutely not be handed over to him or Alton to command.

He himself had sympathized with the Orcs and had even caused many human casualties in order to save them. Alton was also one of the few knights in the guard willing to support him.

Yet Alton, the captain of the guard, had been attacked by the