My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"What's wrong, Robin?"

Vera calmed down and asked suspiciously.

"Chief Lothar! Commander Lothar is back!"

Robin shouted.

"what?"

Altea stood up abruptly and knocked over the chair behind him, but completely ignored and didn't say anything to Robin, but ran out of Vera's house quickly.

"Ma Long is back!...Mom, do you still have cake?"

Maria's eyes also lit up, and she hurriedly asked Vera.

"Yes! But Maria...what are you going to do?"

Vera took another piece of cake for Maria from the basket, put it in her little palm, and asked questioningly.

"Take it to Ma Long!"

The little girl yelled loudly, holding the cake in her hand like a baby, and trotting out of the house.

"Be careful, Maria!"

Vera hurriedly ran after him, fearing that her baby daughter would fall.

...

Altea ran out of the house, glanced towards the entrance to the east of the town, and found that a lot of people had gathered there, so she speeded up and ran over.

"Father, Malone is back? Where is it?"

After squeezing through the crowd, Altea did not see the figure she thought about day and night, only her father Alro Eberlock and Richard the Beard standing together, whispering something.

"Altea, are you here? Our sentry met Sir Lothar and the others on patrol, and they ran back in time to report the letter. They caught the orc captives, not too fast, it is estimated that it will take a while to arrive... But you Don't worry, the sentry said they are all safe."

Elro Eberlock said quickly to his anxious daughter.

Although she heard her father say this, Altea could not let go of her heart; she looked nervously at the intersection ahead, looking forward to the next second.That tall and kind figure can suddenly appear in front of him.

...

"be honest!"

Paul walked next to a simple stretcher-what was carried on the stretcher was the biggest gain of their trip-an orc captive.

Although this burly guy was firmly tied to a stretcher, he has not stopped fighting since he woke up.Either twisted uncomfortably, or yelled loudly, and Paul had to tear his clothes and plug this guy's mouth.

No, after the returning reconnaissance team encountered the sentries patrolling near the outskirts of Yese Town.The orc seemed to realize something, and became agitated again, causing the wooden sticks used as stretcher poles to creak.

Of course, Paul would not be polite with such aggressors. He pulled out the dagger from his waist, held it upside down, and hit the orc's face with the root of the hilt.

The short and sharp handle of the dagger pierced the thick green skin of the orc's face, and the red blood suddenly flowed out.

But Paul didn't seem to be satisfied yet. He ran the short handle left and right on the orc's face again until the orc let out a short whine from his mouth tightly blocked by the torn cloth.Just give up.

"Hey, this guy is really resistant to beatings. He left so much blood and didn't die... Come on, let me try too!"

De Jong quickened his steps enthusiastically, rushed to Paul's side, and said loudly.

"Okay, I'll be home soon, just bear it a bit, if we accidentally kill this guy, isn't our trip for nothing?"

Ma Long, who was at the front of the line, turned his head.He scolded Paul and De Jong.

On the way, because both the soldiers of the Xiquan Garrison and De Jong had a bitter hatred with this orc.So I tortured this guy.

Although he didn't die like this, but after so many days, the number of wounds added to the orc's body was astonishing, even exceeding the wounds left by the battle before being captured.

Of course, Malone's scolding of De Jong and Paul was not that he did not want the orc to be tortured; he was just worried.If you do too much now, in the next torture, this orc will become more stubborn.

In addition, instead of torturing the orc, Malone hopes that Paul and De Jong can speed up the pace-there is a girl waiting for him in the town of Nightlight!

"Haha, that's right, I'll be home soon!"

Paul laughed, and retracted the dagger in his hand into its sheath, with a cheerful smile on his face-even though his home was already in shreds, who would dare to say that the town of Nightlight was not for the refugees who came here all the way. Where is their new warm and peaceful home?

...

Dragging his tired body on the small road leading to the town of night, even if he was as strong as a horse, he felt tired.

On the way, whether it was the previous search, the battle with the orcs, or the return journey after that, it was never easy.

However, when Ma Long turned around the winding road and saw the slim figure standing in the front of the crowd in the center of the night town, all the fatigue and hardship were left behind by him.

"Ma Long!"

The black-haired girl screamed, then rushed over quickly, and plunged into Ma Long's arms.

"Altea...I'm back."

Ma Long gently supported Altea's delicate body, looked at her affectionately and said.

"Ma Long, I...oooo..."

Perhaps because of being overly excited, Altea sobbed before saying the first half of a sentence to Malone.

The other Xiquan garrison carrying the orc captive passed by Malone and Altea, looked at the long-lost couple, shook their heads with a smile, and walked to the townspeople who came to meet them.

"Papa Ellow, Uncle Richard, look, our gains!"

Paul looked at Elro Eberlock and Richard Beard who came by, pointed to the orc captive who had been placed on the ground, and said with pride.

"I saw... It's amazing, it's amazing... I didn't expect that you actually captured the captives of the orcs..."

Elro Eberlock said excitedly.

"I said they would succeed, you don't believe it... But the important thing is that everyone is safe."

Richard the Beard said triumphantly.

"Hey! Paul!"

Robin squeezed out of the crowd, walked in front of Paul, punched him hard in the shoulder, and then ignoring the dry dark brown blood on Paul's plate armor, he hugged him tightly.

"Ha, Robin, you fellow!"

Paul backhanded Robin's back twice, and then pulled him away from him, showing Robin with a look of excitement to show Robin his group's harvest this time.