My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Paul murmured, and while pulling Robin who had something to say, he quickly walked out of the room.

"Hey, Paul, what are you pulling me for?"

Walking out of the city hall, Robin threw off Paul's hand and said dissatisfiedly.

"Stop talking nonsense, haven't you seen that Ms. Altea's eyes are red? Chief Lothar is going to comfort her, don't you go quickly, stay and join in the fun?"

Paul did not expect that Robin did not understand his kindness at all, and said angrily.

"Is there such a thing?"

Robin asked in surprise—he didn't notice it at all.

"Is your head made of wood? Really... Tsk tsk, it seems that Chief Lothar needs a lot of comfort..."

Paul rolled his eyes and despised Robin, then suddenly he was taken aback and said in a strange tone.

"What? Who else?"

Robin glanced around, not knowing why—it seems that the refugees have finished their breakfast. At the gate of the city hall, apart from the great white wolf raised by Chief Lothar, there is only the one holding Maria. Vera, who else needs Chief Lothar to comfort him?

"You are really hopeless... Let's go, we still have a mission!"

Paul punched Robin in the shoulder angrily, then pulled him to summon the militiamen.

...

"Altea, are you... okay?"

In the city hall, Malone came to Altea and asked softly.

"I'm fine!"

Altea wiped away the tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand, stood up, sniffed and said.

"I don't know... your mother... sorry..."

Malone asked tentatively-maybe his previous guess was wrong?

"It's okay. Mom has... been away for a long time. My father said that her soul has merged with the Holy Light and will protect us forever... Is that true?"

Altea raised her head, her eyes were red like a little/rabbit/child; her face was wet, and the appearance of pear blossoms with rain made people feel pity.

"It must be."

Malone nodded and said affirmatively-even though he didn't believe in light or anything, he knew that this would make Altea feel better.

"Weird, it's been a long time, but... woo... Ma Long, are all the things you just said true? Can you really... avoid cholera?"

Altea raised her head and looked at Malone, not knowing why she started crying again, and asked with sobbing intermittently while crying.(To be continued.)

53

"It is indeed the case."

Ma Long didn't know why Altea asked herself this, or how to comfort her, so she could only answer honestly.

"Woo...If... If you met Ma Long earlier, maybe Mom wouldn't..."

Although Altea has not confirmed Ma Long's words, she instinctively chose to believe in her sweetheart, and this made her feel more sad, forgetting that when her mother died, Ma Long was just a bare fart. People fighting children.

Looking at the sad Altea, Malone hesitated for a while, then stretched out his hands and gently embraced her in his arms.

Ma Long did not know why she did this, but it was almost an instinct; Altea did not have any resistance. She snuggled into Ma Long's arms obediently, and crystal teardrops rubbed Ma Long's new clothes. Chest.

After crying for a long time, Altea stopped. She straightened her body on Ma Long's strong chest, then blushed and lowered her head without saying a word.

"Ahem, Altea, I just..."

Ma Long quickly explained-he felt that his behavior just now seemed to be taking advantage of others.

"No, no, blame me, I just..."

Almost at the same time, Altea also spoke in a panic, and found that she was arguing with Malone, and the girl quickly closed her mouth tightly.

This inexplicable tacit understanding disrupted Malone's plan, as did Altea, and both of them fell silent again.

"I... shall we go? I... I still have to participate in training!"

It was Altea who spoke first.

"it is good."

Ma Long nodded and turned to leave.

"Ma Long..."

At this moment, Altea suddenly grabbed Malone's hand and whispered.

"what happened?"

Ma Long stopped quickly, turned around and asked.

"No, nothing, let's go!"

Who knows, Altea just squeezed Malone's palm gently, then let go of him, and then rushed out of the room quickly, before him.

"Hey, Altea, slow down!"

Malone ran after him nervously, reminding Altea not to fall.

...

"Huh? Sister Vera, and Maria...what are you doing here?"

As soon as Altea ran out of the city hall, she saw Vera's mother and daughter standing not far away, so she walked over and asked curiously.

"We... Altea, what's the matter with you? Are you crying?"

Vera blushed and replied with some embarrassment. Suddenly, he noticed the tears and red eyes on Altea's face, and quickly left his own affairs to ask.

"I...I'm fine."

Altea froze for a moment, then wiped her face again, shook her head and said.

"Oh... I'm here to find Sir Lothar... Do you know he is there?"

Seeing that Altea didn't want to say anything, Vera hesitated for a moment, and instead of pursuing it, he changed the subject.