My Frostmourne can't be so cute

He has no intention of standing on the commanding heights of morality and commenting on other people's actions, but now De Jong, no one can help him-there is no such thing as a psychologist in this world, if De Jong can't walk away from the shadow of the tragedy by himself Come out... you can only continue to be decadent like this.

Suddenly, De Rong, who was nailed there like a stone, moved; he slammed over the wooden bowl in front of him, and began to eat the food in the bowl snoringly.

Later, De Jong even took out the spoon and threw it on the dining table, relying entirely on his dirty hands to eat the food in the wooden bowl cleanly, without even a little soup left.

Then, this burly man stood up all of a sudden, stepped over the bench, and rushed to Ma Long.

"Give me a weapon, a sword, a spear, whatever you want."

De Jong's eyes were bloodshot, and his fierce look caused Altea to step back slightly; but he ignored it, just stared at Malone and said.

"We don't lack weapons... but you must tell me what you want weapons for."

Ma Long said to meet De Jong's gaze.

"What do you need to ask? Of course it's to kill all the green skin offal!"

De Jong roared loudly-if it hadn't been for the lack of water in the past that made him dry, the current Ma Long must have been spitting on his face.

"Kill all those orcs? Are you crazy? You just die by yourself, not to mention you don't even know where they are..."

Ma Long said in surprise, he didn't expect De Jong to go into a more extreme madness after cheering up.

"Of course I know! Not long after we left Lakeside Town, we met three orcs."

De Jong said without hesitation.

"Have you met an orc?"

Ma Long was anxious when he heard it-De Jong didn't mention it just now!

"Three orcs, but we are not afraid, although we have no weapons; we fell eight and all three of them died. Those orcs must be between Redridge Mountain and Dusk Forest. I will definitely find them."

De Jong gritted his teeth.

This group of refugees in the lakeside town encountered orcs, and they also had a fight with them?

——While this news surprised Malone, he also felt that the situation was not good.

If it was like De Jong said, those orcs remained near the Redridge Mountain after they slaughtered the townspeople of Lakeside Town, then they would most likely find the townspeople of Yese Town.

"You tell me the situation in detail... Don't hide it!"

Ma Long said to De Jong loudly-he understood De Jong's anger and sadness, but if the townspeople of Nightlight Town were harmed by the orcs because of this, then he would never forgive De Jong.

"You give me weapons first!"

De Jong said with his neck.

"If you want to die, I won't stop you, but you want to be clear. It took us a few months to find such a safe place. If you want those orcs to find this place, you can leave. No one will stop you; but, if you don't want the things that happened to your loved ones happen again here, you can honestly tell me the story of your encounter with the orcs, do you understand it! "

Ma Long had nothing to do with the stubborn De Jong, but "restrain violence with violence" and quarreled with him in front of him.

It turns out that De Jong really listened to what Malone said, because he turned his head and glanced at the slightly cringing Maria.

"When the orcs invaded our town, it was about a month ago, maybe even longer. I don't remember the details... We buried all the people in the town, and we walked all the way south, probably about to get out of the red. At Ridge Mountain... I met those three orcs."

Seeing Maria, De Jong's mind seemed to be a little more sober, with a complex expression in his eyes, he whispered to Ma Long.

"What then? What did you do with the corpses of those orcs?"

Ma Long asked eagerly.

"We lost eight people. Their bodies were buried in the woods on the roadside; as for the orcs, they were thrown there."

De Jong replied.(To be continued.)

73

"damn it……"

Ma Long couldn't help cursing-it wasn't against De Jong, but he didn't think that the corpses of the orcs and human graves could hide from the eyes of the orc army.

Once the orc army discovers the disappearance of their companions, they are likely to find the traces left by De Jong and others, and they will inevitably intensify their search on the edge of the Redridge Mountain, and may therefore go deep into the Twilight Forest.

"Do you want revenge?"

Ma Long forced himself to calm down, looking at De Jong in front of him, he suddenly asked.

"Crap...Of course I want."

De Jong originally intended to curse, but after all, he still didn't want to further anger Ma Long, so he swallowed the words to his lips, and just replied simply.

"I can give you weapons and armors, and I can also make you fight the orcs, but not now... I know you are in a hurry right now, but if you die in the hands of the orcs, no one can really help your relatives. Revenge. If you believe me, just wait. Soon, we will act."

Ma Long nodded and said sincerely to De Jong.

"I... are you really Marshal Lothar's nephew?"

De Jong wanted to refuse, but he hesitated in the end, and then asked hesitantly.

"of course."

Malone nodded—in this country, the prestige of the Lothar family is almost equal to that of the Wrynn family, and no one dares to pretend to be a member of the Lothar family.

"you promise?"

De Jong asked with some worry.

"I promise."

Ma Long said sincerely once again-De Jong's experience had been miserable enough, Ma Long certainly didn't want to see him die again; in any case, it was safe to stay in Yese Town at least temporarily.

"Then, I believe you... Marshal Lothar's nephew won't make fun of such things."

De Jong looked back at Maria again, wiped the corners of his eyes, shook his head and said.

"Do you know my uncle?"

Ma Long asked in surprise.

"I don't know, but my father knows. When he was young, he was recruited under Marshal Lothar and followed him to annihilate a group of bandits. My father... has been talking about this with our brothers."

De Jong said in a nostalgic tone.

"So it's like this..."

Ma Long nodded in surprise-he had known that Anduin Lothar's legacy was scattered throughout all the garrisons in Stormwind's army. He didn't expect that the militia system also had the old man of the marshal.