My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Although Elro Eberlock was still panting violently, he understood the urgency of the matter and did not mention any rest. Instead, he greeted the apprentices and led them into the crowd of refugees. .

"What the hell is going on? Who are they? What are you going to do to my companions?"

De Jong glanced at Rubes with some fear, but still summoned the courage to shout at Malone.

"They are pastors and doctors. Come and see the condition of your companions; as long as there is no cholera, we will welcome you warmly."

Ma Long said to De Jong.

"What if... there is?"

De Jong noticed the part that hadn't been said in Ma Long's words, raised his head in amazement, and looked at the young Stormwind noble in front of him.

Malone didn't answer De Jong's words, just glanced at the busy Alro Eberlock and the pastor apprentices.(To be continued.)

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If some of these people have the plague and Elro Eberlock can't cure it... then what should be done?

——Not only De Jong, but Malone is also asking himself this question.

Until now, Malone has no answer.But...Has the half of the militia who came with Paul already showing his subconscious thoughts?

"Better not."

Ma Long shook his head and said to De Jong.

"This is not an answer."

De Jong glanced at the militiamen behind Ma Long-they were fully armed, armed with brand-new one-handed swords, shields and sharp spears, and wearing complete chain mail.

If it weren’t for the nightmare experience that has been lingering in his mind, De Jong would almost think that he was back before the war broke out-these people, and the lakeside towns that were once his father’s men and brothers with him. Militia, what's the difference?

Thinking of this, thinking of those companions and relatives who were already under the orc's butcher's knife and would never stand up again, even a tough guy like De Jong could not help but wet his eyes.

Looking at De Jong, whose emotions were a little out of control, Ma Long pressed his lips and remained silent-a man had tears and never flicked, but he was not sad; crying has long since become one of the factors that criticize masculinity- Because in such a cruel war, everyone has lost the person they cherish the most.

"No problem, some of them are very sick, and some of them have started to fester... But, blessed by the Holy Light, there is no sign of the plague."

Elro Eberlock walked out of the crowd of refugees, said to Malone and De Jong, and then grabbed De Jong's hand to help him check his body.

"Take them to town, hurry!"

Only then did Ma Long let go of his heart, and urged the militiamen who had been standing behind him for a long time.

The militiamen who were ordered walked towards the crowd, helped the refugees from Hupan Town lift up the wounded, helped the sick, and led them along the forest path towards Yese Town.

"Paul, you take a few people along the direction they came, all the way north, and clean up all the traces they left when they came, and then come to me, understand?"

Ma Long led Rubes to the side of the road and let the refugees through, while instructing Paul to say-although De Jong did not say that there were orcs following them, but just in case, he was worried that the orcs' army would follow De Jong. They found Ma Long in Yese Town in their tracks and thought it was safe to do so.

"Yes, Chief Lothar!"

Paul nodded, then nodded a few "veterans" from the West Springs Garrison, and led them all the way north.

"Let's go, Mr. De Jong, welcome to Yese Town."

After sending Paul away, Malone turned his head and gestured "please" to De Jong, who was surprised and didn't know what he was thinking.

...

"Holy light is on...what are you...what is going on?"

When De Jong crossed the edge of the deserted town to the north of Yese Town and arrived at the newly vibrant middle part, he couldn't help breaking free from the support of his companions, walked two steps forward, looking at everything in front of him and exclaimed.

Although most of the houses were concealed with doors, De Jong noticed that many houses had windows open, and there were people hiding behind the windows to peek at them.

"I'll ask Vera and them to get some food."

Elro Eberlock looked at De Jong’s surprised look, smiled, and then said to Paul-for the huge changes in Nightlight Town compared to three months ago, even Elro Aye, who has always been modest. Burlock also felt a little proud.

"Make some hot soup, but don't put meat. I don't know how many days these people have not eaten a full meal. I'm afraid they can't eat greasy food."

Malone told Elro Eberlock.

"I see, don't worry!"

Elro Eberlock patted Malone on the shoulder, and then walked to Vera’s house; not long after, Vera took his daughter out of the house and followed Elro Eberlock out of the house—and Like the other townspeople, Vera followed Malone's instructions before hiding in the room.

"Malong! Rubes! Sister Altea!"

Little Maria went out of the room, saw the faces she knew, she broke free of her mother's pull, and stumbled towards Ma Long.

"Ha! Maria, were you scared just now?"

Ma Long squatted down, hugged Maria who was in his arms, picked her up, and then nodded to Vera not far away, indicating that she would take care of the little girl.

"No! With Ma Long you here, my mother and I are not afraid at all!"

Maria hugged Malone's neck and replied with a giggle.

In the past three months, every time she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, little Maria would quietly ran into Ma Long's room, pestering him to listen to those interesting stories.

Thanks to Ma Long being young and energetic, so many days have finally survived; if he changes to someone with a slightly poorer physical condition, he might be exhausted by this little girl.

Of course, during this process, Maria has become more and more close to Malone - judging from the order in which she just greeted her, Malone is closer to Lubos in her mind. !

Of course, poor Altea, the person who was the closest to the little girl, had to give way to the storytelling Malone, and... Rubes, who would pretend to be a big dog.

"Is this your...daughter?"

De Jong, who was standing next to Ma Long, trembled abruptly after seeing Maria, and then murmured in a heartbreaking tone. He also stretched out a hand to caress Maria. s hair.

"Ma Long..."

Only then did Maria notice that there were strangers beside Malone, and the sallow-faced uncle seemed to use those muddy, dirty hands to touch her little white face.

The little girl instinctively hid it in Ma Long's arms-she was a little afraid of this strange uncle.

"No, this is not my daughter...her mother is our cook here."

Ma Long stretched out his hand and stroked Maria’s hair, comforting the frightened little girl; while he answered, he looked at De Jong’s eyes, and intuitively told him that this man with tears in his eyes was not far away. In the past, I must have experienced an extremely painful nightmare.

"I...I didn't want to scare her, I just...I also had a daughter...the two of them are about the same age..."

Seeing Maria's fearful reaction, De Jong quickly withdrew his hand and explained to Ma Long eagerly.(To be continued.)

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