My Frostmourne can't be so cute

As the commander of the army in the refugee team, Ma Long knew that his mental state was also very important. He also felt a little tired now. It was not so easy to support the entire vigil by himself.

Malone’s idea was that it would be better to let Altea replace herself for a few hours, let herself rest for a while, and then finish the next vigil by herself.

"Okay, I know!"

Altea nodded, then stood up, holding the handle of the dagger around her waist, and looked around warily.

"Ahem, Altea, the night watch is not like this... You should sit back, there is no need to stand up; the task of the night watch is mainly to observe whether there are any abnormalities around you. If you find a beast or other threat, you will shout loudly and let Everyone wakes up, don't fight the enemy alone, understand?"

Malone quickly said to Altea.

"Okay, I get it now!"

Altea heard what Malone said, nodded seriously, and then sat back by Malone's side.(To be continued.)

25

Looking at the serious Altea, Malone shook his head with a smile, then fell back, resting his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.

The camp was quiet, and occasionally the crackling sound of wood burning in the campfire and the gurgling sound of the Irvine River not far away could be heard.

Under the natural atmosphere, Ma Long quickly fell into a deep sleep.

...

I don’t know how long it took, Ma Long opened his eyes; everything around him was dark. With the faint light of the campfire shining from behind, Ma Long saw Altea by his side and the camp further away. Blurred shadow of the fence.

Ma Long didn't know when it was, but it shouldn't be too late at night. Turning over and sitting up, Ma Long just wanted to say hello to Altea, but he was taken aback, and then shook his head with a wry smile.

Obviously, Ma Long was not the only one who was tired-Altea had never had the experience of a night watch. At this time, she was too tired to open her eyes.

When Malone sat up, Altea was also sitting on the grass, but now Altea was obviously more sleepy than before Malone went to bed.

The slender jaw quivered in the dim field of vision, and Altea's head seemed to be dozed off.

"Altea, hold on!"

Just when Malone was considering whether to wake Altea, she woke up by herself, stared at her sleepy eyes, patted her cheek lightly, and then encouraged herself.

Of course, the spiritual victory method cannot work forever, and within tens of seconds, Altea dropped her head again.

"Okay, Altea, you can rest, the next vigil, I can be alone."

Malone patted Altea who was close at hand on the back, and said with a light smile.

"But...but..."

Only then did Altea realized that Ma Long was awake. Of course, she knew that she had not been able to complete the task smoothly. She paused for a long time, but finally failed to resist the fatigue of consciousness.

In Malone's surprised gaze, Altea leaned towards him little by little, and finally leaned on his arm, with his delicate cheeks nestled gently against his chest.

"Ahem... Altea?"

Ma Long asked softly, but didn't get even a single answer.

The answer is still there, if the slight and well-balanced breathing also counts.

"Ugh……"

Ma Long sighed helplessly, and then gently supported Altea's petite body, let her lie down, with her head resting on her thigh-of course, Ma Long did not forget to open his skirt to reveal that It's soft, silky pants.

Gently stroking Altea’s short hair behind her ears, the light was so dim that Malone could not see the girl’s face, but in the silent night, the faint sound of breathing, and the fullness that went up and down with this breath/ The fuzzy outline of the full double/peak gave Ma Long an inexplicable ambiguity.

What a good girl...

——Malone suddenly had such thoughts in his heart, but soon he shook his head in embarrassment and focused his attention on the surrounding movement.

At night in the twilight forest, there is still a long, long time.

...

When Altea woke up early the next morning, the sunlight in the twilight forest was not enough for her to see the scenery too far away.

But at least it was enough for her to see things close at hand, especially her current... "body/position" clearly.

Altea found herself resting on someone's lap-she raised her head in a daze, and then saw Ma Long's handsome and sunny smiling face.

"You are awake, Altea."

Malone and Altea said hello.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, you shall

Altea froze for a while, and then sat up abruptly. Malone had to lean back quickly to prevent Altea from hitting her armor and getting injured.

Althea, who was sitting up, flushed. She wiped off the drool from the corner of her mouth in a panic, and then folded her hands in front of her, lowering her head in embarrassment.

"Altea, what's wrong with you?"

Ma Long asked strangely.

"I... how could I sleep on your lap?"

Altea's voice was too small to hear.

"You fell asleep last night, I will guard you for a while... As for this... Did you sleep well?"

Ma Long asked suspiciously.

"No... not... but..."

Altea's hands are twisted tighter-sleeping comfortably is another matter... How can a girl lie on someone else's body casually?Even if that person is Sir Lothar... it won't work!

"Well, Altea, there is nothing to be shy about. This is your first night's vigil. It's great to be able to hold on for a few hours... It's not too early now. We have breakfast, and we have to go quickly! "

Malone thought that Altea was sorry for her failure to keep the vigil, but he didn't know that Altea was thinking of something else.

"Oh……"

Altea nodded dullly, then got up from the grass, patted the grass stalks off her body, silently followed Ma Long, and walked towards the center of the camp.

"Sir Lothar!"

Paul didn't know where he ran out, jumped up to Malone, and greeted loudly.

"Paul, how was last night? There was nothing unexpected, right?"

Ma Long stopped and asked seriously.