My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"I don't know...because...we didn't escape."

De Jong shook his head, tears rolling down his cheeks again.

"Isn't it escaped? That was..."

Ma Long froze for a moment, then asked in surprise.

"When the greenskins invaded our town, I and these people were not in the town... I was reclaiming wasteland on the mountain, some people were with me, and some people lived on the shore of Zhishui Lake. So I didn't meet those orcs."

De Jong replied.

"Then... how do you know those orcs..."

Ma Long knew that his question was a bit too much for De Jong, but he asked it anyway-this was the first time Yese Town had heard from the outside world in three months, and it was extremely important for everyone.

"Tommy saw the orcs killing in the town. He was originally responsible for returning to the town to fetch our lunch. He ran back to the mountain and told us what had happened, but when we returned to the town, those The orcs are gone, what we saw..."

When De Jong said this, he closed his mouth again; he pressed his dry and cracked lips, lowered his head, and said nothing.

You don’t need to ask Malone to know what De Jong saw—it should be no different from the scene they saw when they first came to Nightlight—the fragmented corpses were all messed up everywhere; the only difference was...in those corpses, De Jong is the most familiar and closest person.

"My daughter, my father, my wife, and my brothers are all dead; Tommy said he only saw the orcs, but it was too late to figure out the number of them, nor did we see where they went after they left. ."

De Jong didn't forget Malone's question, but when he was answering, he looked at the little Maria who was hiding behind Altea.

"Sorry……"

Ma Long is helpless about what has happened, so he can only persuade De Jong to mourn.

"What's so sorry about this... We found all the people we could find, buried everyone's bodies, and then left the broken town and headed south, wanting to go to Stormwind, I think, Your Majesty and Lothar The marshal will definitely send an army to punish those orcs..."

De Jong looked at Malone and said.

"Stormwind City?... There is no Stormwind City anymore, Mr. De Jong."

When Ma Long heard De Jong’s words, he asked in surprise at first, and then he remembered that on this continent, the way of message transmission is still very backward. De Jong, who stayed in Lakeside Town for a long time, didn’t know what happened to Stormwind City. excusable.

However, facing De Jong's hopeful gaze, telling the truth about the matter is always so difficult to do overnight-Ma Long also hesitated for a long time before whispering the truth.

By now, Ma Long just realized that De Jong’s exclaim when he entered Yese Town was not amazed at the results of the refugees in the past three months, but because he did not understand why Yese Town was Becoming so desolate—he didn't even know the fact that the orcs had swept the entire south of the continent.

"Stormwind is gone? What did you say? What does that mean?"

De Jong asked in surprise.

"Before the orcs invaded your town, they had already captured Stormwind City. Many people died, and we all fled here from Stormwind City—before we came, everyone else in Nightlight Town was also dead. The orcs did it all."

Ma Long watched De Jong's face become more and more gloomy with his own words, but he could only bite the bullet and continue speaking.

"Ha! Liar! I don't believe it! ... He was lying to me, right? Right?"

De Jong interrupted Malone's narration with a weird smile, then stood up from the bench abruptly, glanced around like a mad brown bear, then stared at Altea and asked loudly.

"What Malone said is true. My father and I used to live near the Northshire Abbey. Maria and her mother lived in Stormwind...We came here to avoid the orcs."

Altea looked at De Jong with some fear, but bravely stood in front of Little Maria's god, and then nodded with a sullen face.

"How is this possible... how is it possible...":

De Jong seemed to have been hit hard. He fart/sit back on the bench, staring straight at the dining table in front of him, repeating meaningless words in his mouth, a dull look. Look like.

"Ma Long, what happened to him...?"

At this moment, Elro Eberlock walked over with three wooden bowls, and asked quickly when he saw De Jong's appearance.

"The orc attacked Lakeside Town and killed all the residents there... all his relatives were inside."

Malone answered in a low voice while taking the wooden bowl of hot soup and dough from Elro Eberlock on the table.

After hearing Malone’s words, Elro Eberlock turned dark, and walked to De Jong’s side. He wanted to say something, but finally didn’t say anything. He just turned to the wound on De Jong’s shoulder and removed the hasty package. He used the Holy Light spell to clean his wounds.(To be continued.)

72

It seems that everything that happened in Lakeside Town almost destroyed De Jong’s will—because when his two companions could not bear the hunger and came to the table and gobbled up and started eating, De Jong was still there. Even Elro Eberlock turned a blind eye to treating his wounds.

"He... things don't seem right; it should be painful just now, but I see him..."

Elro Eberlock treated the wound on De Jong's shoulder, walked to Malone's side, sighed, and said worriedly.

"Where are the others? All settled? No problem, right?"

Ma Long also had no choice but to put De Jong aside and asked about the other refugees.

"It's all okay, Vera and the others have made a lot of food... There are more old people, children and women. I asked, most of them are fishermen. When the incident happened, the men in the family happened to go to the lakeside town to sell fish. and so……"

Elro Eberlock replied.

Ma Long sighed-in the lakeside town with thousands of people, so many people survived...

"I'm going to the city hall first. Several people are seriously injured and need to be dealt with in time. Richard has taken someone to help them clean the house. I hope they... can get out as soon as possible!"

Elro Eberlock glanced at De Jong, who was still somewhat demented, and sighed, then said goodbye to Malone.

"I see. When you are done with Elro, I will go to you. Some things need to be discussed."

Ma Long nodded and said.

"I know."

Elro Eberlock nodded to express understanding, then smiled relievedly at Altea, then turned around and left the table and walked to the town hall-which has been empty for a while in the past three months Yes, and today, those injuries from Hupan Town have once again made this place busy.

"Ma Long..."

Altea walked to Malone's side and called out his name softly.

"What's the matter, Altea? Are you hungry too?"

Malone took the girl's hand and joked softly.

"I didn't... it's just him... I think he is so pitiful..."

Altea blushed, letting Malone grab her little hand, while defending herself, she glanced at De Jong who was still in a daze and said.

Ma Long nodded-lost almost all of his relatives in the alien invasion, but was powerless; originally came here with a belief that the king would ask for help, but learned that the king no longer exists...

If he is De Jong, he must be no better than he is now.

——Ma Long thought so, but...