My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"Huh? What?"

Malone didn't understand Altea.

"That means... if I get hurt, Malone, will you... be sad? Just... just like my father!"

Altea asked in a low voice with her cheeks drowsy.(To be continued.)

19

"Sad? Of course you will, so Altea, you have to take care of yourself. Don't take risks. If you are in danger, just run."

Malone looked at Altea's flushing face, a bit inexplicable, but answered honestly.

"But... Ma Long, you are different from your father. You are not my relatives? Why... why are you sad for me?"

Altaya said in a vague way, she felt that she was getting closer and closer to the answer to a little secret in her heart.

"because……"

Just as Ma Long said two words, he was interrupted by a shout from a distance.

"Sir Lothar, have you found a suitable place to cross the river?"

Paul yelled loudly as he ran towards the bank of the river where Malone was from the north.

"It's almost done, how about you?"

Malone stood up, then reached out to Altea, trying to pull her up to her feet.

But it seems that Altea is not the kind of weak woman who has no power to bind the chicken. She jumped up from the ground agilely, without even using her hands to support the grass under her.

"None of us found the right place... the water over there is too deep."

Several Xiquan garrisons headed by Paul came to Malone and Altea and said with some regret.

"The depth of the water here only reaches my calf. It is estimated that the depth of the water in the center of the river may have just reached my knees; if you have nothing to gain, I think this is the most suitable place.

Ma Long said to his men.

"That's great...Should we choose to cross the river here. Chief Lothar?"

Paul asked excitedly.

"When Papa Elro and they catch up, let's discuss it again. If nothing else, it should be."

Malone replied.

"I have another question... Chief Lothar, why is Ms. Altea looking at me like this? Did I do something wrong?"

Paul approached Malone cautiously, leaned in his ear, and asked quietly.

"I don't know about that... Maybe you scared her by shouting just now?"

Ma Long had no clue, he could only guess indefinitely.

Of course Altea was very angry-obviously she was about to ask some important things from Malone, but she was interrupted by this big soldier!Really mad!

Altea, who was a little depressed in her heart, couldn't speak directly, she could only use her boots to kick the grass roots by the river angrily to relieve her hatred.

Ma Long made a mark by the river and asked Paul and the others to look around for any abnormalities, and then began to think about the way out for the refugee team.

When Elro Eberlock and Richard Beard came up with the refugee team, Malone and the leaders of the two refugee camps held a small "meeting" on the side of the road.

"Are we going to cross the river here? But... Isn't Twilight Forest more dangerous than Elwynn Forest? Why don't we cross the river when we are close to the town of Nightshade after completing this journey in Elwynn Forest?"

Richard raised his own doubts.

"My team and I just ran into a jackal camp not far from here... We wiped out a small group of jackals, and most of them ran away. I think if we continue to go north along the road It’s actually not safe."

Malone briefly talked about the encounter with the jackal camp, and then explained to Richard.

"Moreover, crossing the river now can not only avoid those wolves, but also reduce the chance of encountering orcs."

Elro Eberlock expressed his thoughts-as a pastor, he is not good at nor likes fighting, so he hopes that this refugee team can avoid these dangers.

"Since you all say that, then I don't have any opinion... It's just that with so many of us, without a bridge, would it be difficult to cross the river?"

Richard nodded, agreed with Malone and Elro Eberlock, and then asked again.

"There are some difficulties, but...I think they can be overcome. The specific details need to be organized by Daddy Ellow and Uncle Richard."

Malone said.

"I see, none of this is a problem."

Elro Eberlock took the lead in expressing his stance, and then walked towards the refugee team that was still slowly advancing on the road.

"Everyone, stop first, stop first, I have something to say!"

Elro Eberlock walked to the front of the refugee team, raised his hands flat, and shouted loudly.

The team of more than two hundred people said that it was not long. The refugees brought their families and moved slowly, and soon stopped.

Some of them were weaker, so they took this opportunity to stop and rest; some of them were curious, and they surrounded Elro Eberlock, wanting to hear what he was going to say.

"Next, we will cross the river here, and we will finish the rest of the journey to Yese Town on the opposite bank."

As soon as Elro Eberlock spoke, everyone in the refugee team was very surprised.

"Crossing the river? But Mr. Ellow, my old bone is already very difficult to walk on the road, here...there is no bridge? How could I wade through the water?"

At the front of the crowd, an elderly man whispered to Elro Eberlock.

"Pama, don't worry, there are so many young guys here, they will help you. Everyone listens to me, although there is no bridge, the water is not deep and it is safe."

"Men are responsible for helping women, children and the elderly, let them cross the river first, and bring all the necessary baggage in the team together. Throw away the other useless things first. Any questions?"

Elro Eberlock calmed the old and weak in the crowd, and then announced the details of crossing the river loudly.

"No."

"No more."

...

Elro Eberlock is still very prestigious among the refugees. After so many days, everyone has seen his conscientious work in caring for the wounded. At such times, a pastor and a doctor can always let People feel at ease a lot.

Although the movements of the refugees were not neat and quick, their numbers were small after all. With the help of the Xiquan Garrison, the refugees packed their luggage one after another, put them together, and walked to the river, waiting. Start crossing the river.