My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"Send these things to Vera and the others. Today's dinner...is worth looking forward to!"

Ma Long ordered.

"Yes, Chief Lothar!"

Paul tried to make a serious expression, but the smile on his face couldn't hide it.

This is also something that can’t be helped. Paul is looking forward to today’s dinner when he thinks about the sausages, bacon, and butter he is holding. This is undoubtedly the most they can enjoy in the past two weeks. Delicious food too.

Dismissed the soldiers from the West Springs garrison, Malone and Altea, and of course the Wolf King Rubes followed Alro Eberlock and walked towards the city hall.

"Rubos, you stay here!"

After walking two steps forward, Ma Long realized that Rubes was not suitable for entering the town hall where the wounded were resting, so he ordered it to stay at the door of the town hall; although somewhat reluctant, after confirming the resolute attitude of the owner, Lu Perth obediently squatted outside the city hall, looking pitifully at the owner's back, then turned his head and licked his paw.

The city hall of Yese Town is the most spacious building in the town. As soon as he entered the door, Ma Long saw the wounded lying flat in the main hall.

"By the way, Elro, you must use these things."

Malone saw the wounded, listened to their faint groans, and suddenly remembered something, and then said to Elro Eberlock.

"Oh yes, father, this!"

Altea hurriedly gave the small wooden box in her hand, as if she was Malone's follower.

"This is... a bandage? Where did you find it?"

Elro Eberlock took the light wooden box in his daughter's hand, then glanced inside, was shocked, and quickly asked in surprise.

"In the warehouse, there are some more there, but... Papa Elro, first see if these wound medicines and bandages can be used. I don't know how long they have been in the warehouse."

Malone explained.

Although there were some medical wound medicines and bandages in the warehouse, Malone didn't take them out all at once; he didn't know if there was any saying that this item was "expired", so he wanted Elro Eberlock to identify it first.

"I see, but there should be no problem...Thanks to the Holy Light, now everyone will get better soon..."

Elro Eberlock said excitedly-although he is a priest, but relying on one person's holy arts to take care of so many wounded, he can only barely guarantee that they will not die.

With these bandages and wound medicine, Elro Eberlock is confident to help the wounded get rid of the pain as soon as possible and restore their health.

"It would be nice to be able to help... By the way, Elro, what on earth do you want me to do."

Ma Long smiled comfortedly and asked suspiciously.

"Oh right, here..."

Hearing what Malone said, Elro Eberlock hurriedly placed the small wooden box in his hand on the side of a long table, and then motioned for Malone to follow him.

Under the guidance of Elro Eberlock, Malone and Altea crossed the promenade beside the main hall and came to a smaller room.

It looked like a study room, with a large desk placed by the window, but now the desk and floor were covered with dark blood.

"here is……?"

Ma Long asked suspiciously.

"This is the place where the mayor handles affairs... There were two corpses here before. Although I don't know which ones, there should be the mayor here... But these are not important, Sir Lothar, come here. ."

Elro Eberlock said sadly about the origin of the blood stains, then walked to the desk and pointed to the desk and said to Malone.

Only then did Ma Long realize that a dagger was nailed to the table. He walked over and saw it more clearly this time-under the dagger was a piece of parchment letter paper.

"What's written on it?"

Altea also saw all this, she asked her father curiously.

Elro Eberlock didn't answer his daughter's question. He just stared at Malone, his body shuddering slightly, looking very excited.

"this is……"

Ma Long pulled out the dagger, then picked up the letter paper, scanned it roughly, and then suddenly widened his eyes, and the fingers holding the letter paper shook slightly.(To be continued.)

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"what exactly is it?"

Altea asked curiously-the girl's heart was already a little annoyed, because both her father and Ma Long seemed to treat her as if she didn't exist.

"This is... a letter from my uncle..."

Malone slapped the sheepskin roll in his hand on the table, turned his head, and looked at Altea with a puzzled look.

"Really Marshal Lothar left? I just watched the inscription, but I'm not sure yet, so..."

Elro Eberlock heard what Malone said, and quickly walked over, looking at the letter paper and said.

"My uncle's handwriting is correct."

Ma Long nodded and confirmed.

"Holy light is on, so...this is really..."

Elro Eberlock kept scratching the emblem of the Holy Light with his right hand on his chest, and murmured.

"What the hell is it!"

Altea was really angry. She walked up to Malone, took advantage of the situation, grabbed the parchment roll from Malone's palm, and read it while watching.

"Please bury the dead in the town of Night, whether you are an ally or an enemy of Stormwind, you will win my respect.... The signature is... Anduin? Sir Lothar? Malone, isn't that your uncle? ?"

Altea read the words on the sheepskin roll aloud, and then looked at Malone in surprise.

"Ok."

Ma Long nodded, did not say anything, but pulled a chair and sat down.

The dusty journey along the way, coupled with the exhaustion in the warehouse this afternoon, Ma Long's body was a little overwhelming; especially after seeing this letter, his spirit was also shocked and he had to sit down and relax for a while.

"But... this letter from Marshal Lothar... why does it appear here? Isn't he coming to sleepover town? But he..."

Elro Eberlock whispered, he himself was a little confused, and learned from Malone, and found a chair to sit on the opposite side.

"I have a guess..."

Malone said in a deep voice.

"what?"