My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Malone was startled in a cold sweat. At a critical moment, he released the stirrups and rolled to the ground from the horse. As soon as he hit the ground, he got up and rushed to the side of the carriage, just when Tiffany fell out of the carriage. At that moment, he hugged her in his arms.

"The light is on! Tiffany, are you all right!"

Only then did a scream sounded from the carriage, a slightly blessed woman crawled to the edge of the carriage, looking at Tiffany lying in Ma Long’s arms, with a look of horror-Ma Long knew this. It was Tiffany's mother, the Countess of Ellaran, who had seen it on the fleet of Stormwind refugees heading to the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

"Tiffany, are you hurt?"

On the carriage were Tiffany and the Countess of Ellaran, and the driving was naturally Tiffany’s father, Count Landon Ellaran. After the refugees from Stormwind came to Lordaeron, the material conditions were natural and on the mainland. In the south, it was incomparable. Even though he was one of the best nobles in Stormwind, he was able to get a horse-drawn cart when he was migrating, which was an exceptional treatment.

At this time, the Earl of Langton stopped the carriage, jumped from the driver's seat, ran to Malone's side, and asked nervously at his daughter.

"Father, mother, I'm fine..."

Tiffany lay down in Malone's arms in shock and nodded, only to find that her chin was knocked on the armor of Malone's chest, almost biting off her tongue.

"Tiffany, are you okay?"

Malone only changed his strength at this time, he put Tiffany down from his arms, then looked at her nervously and asked.

"It's okay... Ma Long, you saved me!"

Tiffany's reaction seemed to be half a beat slower, and only now exclaimed.

"Otherwise...how old are you? How come you still fall off the carriage?"

Malone scolded Tiffany badly, then nodded to the Earl and Mrs. Ellaran as a greeting.

"I'm so happy! Because I saw you Ma Long again! You walked for so long this time, I thought you wouldn't be back... Ma Long, are you going to the King City of Lordaeron with us?"

Tiffany seemed to have recovered from the thrill just now, she took Malone's hand with excitement and said happily.

"How come, we have just returned from the royal city of Lordaeron, how can we go back with you... We have brought a lot of troops, and we are going to gather in Nanhai Town. When the orcs come over, we will fight them decisively."

Malone shook his head and explained.

"Oh... Father said that we are going to Lordaeron's King City...or else I will stay so that we don't need to be separated anymore."

Tiffany said smartly.

"How can it work? This will become a battlefield in the future, and it will be dangerous for you to stay here."

Of course, Ma Long also saw the helpless expression on Tiffany's father's face, and couldn't help but smile wryly. Does this girl think that fighting is a game?

"Ma Long, can't you protect me? Just like just now, I almost fell from the carriage, but Ma Long, you saved me!"

Tiffany felt that she made a lot of sense.

"How can it be the same... You honestly go to the safe rear with Lord Langton, otherwise we will have to be distracted to take care of you."

Malone shook his head, unable to understand what Tiffany was thinking.

"Is Sir Lothar also coming back? Our troops are all in Nanhai Town waiting for him to come back. The civilians have left Nanhai Town with us, preparing to move to the royal city of Lordaeron."

Earl Langton finally spoke. Of course, he wouldn't be as naive as Tiffany or just thinking about playing, and talking to Malone would be relatively serious.

"Yes, His Majesty King Terenas of Lordaeron summoned the kings of the north, and concluded an alliance to resist the orcs' attack and help Stormwind City to restore the country... My uncle is now the commander of the coalition forces. In the back, but...maybe there is no time to meet you."

Malone replied.

"I see... Where is Prince Varian?"

Count Langton nodded and asked.

"Varian stayed in the palace of Lordaeron. My uncle persuaded him not to go to the battlefield... When you arrive at the city of Lordaeron, you will have to trouble Lord Langton to negotiate with the officials of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Now, if you need it... you can go to Lordaeron's palace to find Prince Arthas and Princess Kalia, they are all my friends."

Malone thought for a while and said.

"I see... Then, we will leave first, and wish Sir Lothar's army a victory... Don't worry about the rear things, I will contact other nobles to deal with it."

Count Langton replied.

"Then I can rest assured, you are careful along the way."

Ma Long nodded and said.

"Ma Long..."

Tiffany hesitated to stand by the carriage, holding the hem of her skirt with her hands, and she didn't want to leave—she had been separated from Malone for almost a month, and it was hard to see it, but she said nothing, she wanted Separated!

"Okay, Tiffany, when you arrive at Lordaeron, Varian is still there. If you feel bored, you can go to the palace to talk to him, and Princess Kalia, she is also me and Varian’s friend, I think you two should be able to talk."

Ma Long looked at Tiffany-the girl did not wear those fancy clothes today, but changed into a peasant woman's dress. The innocent beauty is still moving, but she looks a little wronged and looks aggrieved. Distressing.

"Princess Kalia... is Malone your friend?"

Tiffany bit her lip and murmured in a low voice—this is the second time that Malone mentioned the Princess Kalia after the meeting... Tiffany instinctively felt that there must be something between Malone and her. Story-how old is the princess?Is she pretty?Is it more beautiful than yourself?

"Yes... be careful..."

While Malone answered, he held Tiffany's hand and put her on the Earl of Langton's carriage. After Malone came to this world, Tiffany was the first person to know him. It was the time of this reunion. Although it didn't take long, Malone was very pleased to be able to confirm that Tiffany was all well.

The creaking of the wheels sounded, and Earl Langton drove the carriage back on the journey of migration. Tiffany sat in the carriage, reluctantly looking at Malone, her eyes straightened, naturally she couldn't notice her side. The Countess of Ellaran had a wry smile—she had been proposed several times by Count Langton before she agreed. Why did she give birth to a daughter who was more beautiful than herself, but always wanted to post it to someone else's home?(To be continued.)

Extra 47

When Anduin Lothar returned to Nanhai Town with the cavalry of the brigade, it had become a military town-countless soldiers wearing various armors and embroidered with various national and family emblems on their robes In and out of Nanhai Town, all kinds of strategic materials, food, weapons and equipment are transported.

In the center of Nanhai Town, Anduin Lothar met the previous temporary commander here-Admiral Daelin Proudmoore from the sea island nation Kul Tiras.

"Sir Lothar, you are finally here."

The relationship between Admiral Daelin Proudmoore and the Wrynn family is good, and the smile on his face when he saw Anduin Lothar also looked sincere.

"King Dalin, I didn't expect you to be here before us."

Anduin Lothar answered politely.

"Just call me Dailin. Come on, Sir Lothar, let me introduce to you. This is Prince Danas from Stromgarde, the nephew of King Thoras. He is Storm in the coalition. The commander of the Gard Kingdom army, and King Gene Greymane, you have all met."

Admiral Daelin Proudmoore pointed to several armored soldiers in Nanhai Town City Hall and said to Anduin Lothar.

Malone stood behind Anduin Lothar along with the other members of the Knights of the Silver Hand. He looked at the two sturdy human warriors standing with Admiral Daelin Proudmoore in front of him.

Gene Greymane, King of the Gilneas Kingdom, Malone had seen him in Lordaeron’s palace—he always thought that his majesty, as strong as a grizzly bear, was not enthusiastic about this war against the orcs. Thinking that he actually came to the front line of Nanhai Town in person.

Another human warrior has a half-bald hairstyle that is almost similar to Anduin Lothar. The difference is that he is much younger, his beard and beard are still brown, and his face has a determined expression. While Lothar greeted him, he glanced at Malone slightly.

Malone knew why this human warrior did this-as Admiral Daelin Proudmoore said before, this is Danath Trollbane, the king of Stromgarde Thorbane’s Nephew, one of the important members of the Stromgarde royal family-compared to the dispute between himself and his uncle, it has reached his ears.