My Frostmourne can't be so cute

The leader of the refugee camp just woke up and was about to dress neatly to see the injuries of the wounded in the tent next door. Unexpectedly, his daughter rushed into his tent recklessly and rushed to herself. In his arms, weeping.

"Altea, what's wrong with you?"

Elro Eberlock asked in surprise, he gently patted his daughter on the back, and asked with concern.

Altea was very young and had no mother, which was the main reason why she was more lively than other girls; but this did not mean that Elro Eberlock did not love this only daughter.

It is precisely because of Elro Eberlock's constant indulgence that Altea is as innocent as it is now.

"Woo, father... Ma Long, he must hate me..."

Altea cried out to her father like a little girl who hadn't grown up-but it's no wonder that no matter how old people are, when they encounter difficulties, their first reaction is always to find their father. Help-if his father is still alive.

"Sir Lothar? What happened to him? Altea, tell me!"

Elro Eberlock was surprised when he heard what his daughter said, but he kept his expression calm as much as possible and asked Altea softly.

"Is such that……"

Altea stammered and told her father what had just happened-she felt ashamed to think of this kind of thing, but in front of her most trusted father, Altea had the courage to face it. .

"That's it...Altea, don't worry, it's nothing."

Elro Eberlock listened carefully to her daughter's narration, and couldn't help showing a smile at the corner of her mouth-as she thought at the beginning, what Altea had to say was nothing but the ridiculous things in love. It's embarrassing!(To be continued.)

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"That's it?"

Elro Eberlock sat up with his daughter and asked with a smile.

"Um...Father! But how could this be a trivial matter? Oh... Ma Long must never talk to me again..."

Altea stared at Elro Eberlock-it was rare for her to share such inner words with her father, but why didn't he care?

"Okay, okay, don’t cry, you silly girl...Listen to me, Altea, you return to Sir Lothar now, don’t be too obvious, don’t say anything about this, either. Don't mention it anymore, just eat as usual and hurry up. You understand?"

Elro Eberlock helped Altea wipe the tears from her cheeks, and then told her daughter.

"But Malone..."

Altea looked at her father in disbelief and argued.

"It's okay, silly girl...Sir Lothar doesn't care about what you just said. If he is so careful, is it worth my baby girl's liking?"

Elro Eberlock said with a smile.

"I, I'm not..."

Altea blushed suddenly, whistling and defending, forgot to cry for a while.

"Okay, okay, I know... go, listen to me, you and Sir Lothar will be the same as before."

Elro Eberlock showed a teasing smile, and pushed his daughter.

"really?"

Altea was skeptical, but she was still convinced of her father, so she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and with the red eyes, slowly left her father's camp.

...

Ma Long took Rubes around in the camp, in fact, he wanted to familiarize his new "pet baby" with the environment in the camp.

Of course, Rubes' huge figure has nothing to do with the cute words "baby". Most refugees carefully avoided it, and then pointed at its silver-white fur from a distance.

——Aside from the danger, just looking at the appearance, Lubos's "face value" is still very high.

Suddenly, Ma Long spotted Altea coming out of the tent; the tears on the girl's face were clearly visible from a long distance away, and she looked particularly pitiful.

Seeing Malone and Rubes, Altea walked over here quickly, and then followed Malone without a word.

"That... Altea, are you crying?"

Ma Long asked a very idiot/silly question.

"Ok."

Altea nodded, and couldn't help but wipe the corners of her eyes.

"Why? I mean... Did I say something wrong? Or..."

Malone carefully observed Altea's expression-it was really embarrassing for a gentleman to cry a girl.

"No."

Altea's answer was very concise. Although her voice was muffled, she remembered her father's words firmly and followed them step by step.

"Then... shall we go for breakfast?"

Ma Long didn't know what he should say. Seeing that the cauldron for food distribution had been placed in the center of the camp, Ma Long had an idea and suggested to Altea.

"Ok."

It seemed that no matter what Malone said, Altea only intended to answer with that muffled nasal voice.

Ma Long had no choice but to drive Rubus to the river first-to prevent this guy from frightening others in the team-and then led Altea to the end of the team receiving food.

...

For the next two days, Altea still partnered with Malone to watch the night. Of course, she still couldn't hold on for the whole first half of the night, and even got used to waking up on Malone the next morning.

And Malone, naturally, would not have any other thoughts because of Altea's strange question; fortunately, Altea finally didn't bother him to ask "Why not take advantage of me" the next few times.

When the refugees left the territory of the wolves, the beasts that harassed them appeared again; however, the threat of these single-handed brown bears was much smaller than that of the wolves, and...

Malone also found out inadvertently. Rubes' wolves did not stay in their territory, but followed far behind the refugee team.

Sometimes Rubes will inspect his wolves to see if there are any ill-intentioned guys who are not in the position to fight the wolf king.

And the advantage that the wolves trailing brings to the refugee team is that as the territories of the wolves further expand, their safe area in the twilight forest has become wider and wider.

This morning, after having breakfast, the refugee team set off again; the difference was that everyone had excited smiles on their faces.

According to the estimates of several refugees who had arrived in the night town before the orc invasion, this morning, the refugee team could almost reach the only human stronghold in this dusk forest.

From the time they fled from Stormwind to the present, the refugees have been living a bitter life of meals and dew; knowing that they will soon be living in a tiled house, and the sweet water on the river, why not please them?

Ma Long led two soldiers from the Xiquan Garrison at the forefront of the team, and Altea followed him.