My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"I see, then I'll try... By the way, Sir Lothar, apart from what you said yesterday that you can't leave the town, do you think everyone else needs to pay attention?"

Elro Eberlock nodded, and then quickly entered his new role.

"Well, I think the first thing we need to do is to search the town thoroughly. In addition to the materials in the warehouse, there must be a lot of things we need in the abandoned houses, clothes, food and tools. It will be used."

Malone thought for a while and said.

For the refugee team, the things left by the residents of Yese Town are undoubtedly some treasures that can help them spend a longer time in this twilight forest.

"I see, what else?"

Elro? Eberlock did not know where he took out a charcoal pen and a few sheets of papyrus, and started taking notes as seriously as an apprentice.

"In addition... I think everyone should pay attention to it. Before drinking water, boil the water first, and then wait until it cools down before drinking."

Malone suddenly thought of a very important point, so he added.

"Drink boiling water? Why?"

The charcoal pencil in Elro Eberlock's hand paused, then raised his head and asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's... hygiene! This can prevent many diseases."

Ma Long replied-he wanted to say that since a long time ago, the humans in Stormwind, like the western countries on the earth, like to live with water, which makes Ma Long very uncomfortable, so he plans to take this opportunity Things are added to the new regulations of Yese Town-at least let the refugees get used to it first.

"That's so troublesome. When I'm thirsty, do I have to endure the boiling water to cool down? No, no, I don't have that patience."

Richard the Beard took the lead in opposition.

"No, drinking boiled water is a must. You don't know, Uncle Richard, raw water is very dirty."

Malone shook his head and said.

"How come! Sir Lothar, I know you are a nobleman, maybe you love to be cleaner than I... But you can go and see, the water from the wells in the town is absolutely clean and clean. Not dirty."

Richard the Beard said with a laugh.

Now it's Malone's turn to misfire. In this town where there is no microscope, even a magnifying glass can't find it, how should he explain to these refugees what are bacteria and what are parasites?

"Anyway, I’m right. If you don’t drink raw water, cholera, dysentery... many diseases can be avoided. Not long ago, this town was full of corpses. If you don’t want cholera and plague outbreaks, Just do as I told you. Otherwise, before the orcs come, we will fall ill first."

Ma Long decided to bring out a little noble authority, he said in an unquestionable tone.(To be continued.)

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"Is it so serious? Okay..."

Elro Eberlock showed a surprised expression on his face. He hesitated, and the charcoal pen in his hand began to slide quickly again, recording what Malone had said on his "small book".

"Ello, are you serious?"

Bearded Li looked at his old friend and asked in disbelief.

"Of course. Richard, don't you believe Sir Lothar?"

Elro Eberlock asked without raising his head.

"Of course I believe it, but...I have never heard of these things before..."

Richard the Beard froze for a moment, still muttering unconvincingly.

After hearing Richard's words, Elro Eberlock raised his head and looked around for a while; it was obvious that some people at the discussion table thought the same as Richard, and felt that what Malone said was a little overkill.

"I don't know if you have ever seen the plague, but I have seen it. Cholera has taken away my favorite person, and even the Holy Light is powerless. Even if the orcs come, we can at least resist; but the plague... you want How to fight an invisible enemy? If you don’t want to lose your relatives and friends because of the plague, just do what Sir Lothar said. Whether you believe him or not, at least don’t embarrass other people in the town for fear of trouble."

Elro Eberlock put down the charcoal in his hand and said seriously.

"I...I see, Elro."

Richard Beard's volume was lowered a lot, and he lowered his head like a kid who did something wrong.

"mom……"

Altea broke the silence at the discussion table with a slight weeping sound. Everyone in the room knew who Elro Eberlock lost in cholera.

"So, Sir Lothar, what else needs attention next?"

It seemed that when he was still a nobleman, the aura that Elro Eberlock showed made the refugees give up questioning, so he continued to ask Malone.

"Also...in fact, public toilets are also very important, but this...Forget it, let's talk about this later...I can't think of anything else for a while. Think about it together and see if there is anything to add."

Malone took his gaze back from Altea who was hiding his face and crying, and said to the refugees at the discussion table.

"Let me say first, Chief Lothar, Elro, I've been worrying about one question... Is the food for our two meals a bit too rich? I can understand everyone's feelings, but... if If this continues, I don’t know if our food reserves are still enough."

Robin was the first to speak.

"Indeed...well, I'll talk to Vera and the others. We don't know how long we will stay here. If we can save food, we can save some."

Elro Eberlock's temperament is very similar to Robin, he also agrees with Robin's statement, and also put this in his notes.

"It was hard to eat a few full meals..."

Of course, Robin’s suggestion will inevitably lead to Paul’s dissatisfied complaints, but he pretends that he hasn’t heard anything-the time he’s been with Paul is not too short, Robin knows if he gets entangled with this guy in words Not a good thing.

"Oh, by the way, I also want to remind everyone to close the door at night-although there is no need to guard against the people in the town, it is inevitable that there are some beasts and snakes, so be careful."

"and also……"

That is, after Robin, the refugees seemed to have gotten to the point, brainstorming one by one, and gave out their own suggestions; this time I was busy pregnant with Alro Eberlock, the acting mayor, and he quickly stroked the charcoal pen in his hand. Moving, a "rustling" sound was made on the straw paper.

The breakfast time quickly ended in the discussion of the refugees. Elro Eberlock glanced at the papers in his hand, and couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile.

——Not only to take care of the wounded, but also to serve as the mayor of the town, my future burden is not light!

"Paul, Robin, go and gather the militias first."

After the refugees left the city hall one after another, Malone got up from his chair and ordered his two subordinates.

"Sir Lothar, aren't you with us?"

Robin nodded first, then asked.

"Well, I'll be there in a while."

Malone replied.

"Go on, ask endless questions, and don't know what the long eyes are for..."