52 Is your head made of wood?

"Is it so serious? Well......"

With a surprised expression on his face, Elo Eberlock hesitated, and the charcoal in his hand began to slide rapidly, jotting down what Malone had said in his "little notebook". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Elo, you can't be serious, do you?"

The bearded man asked in disbelief as he looked at his old friend.

"Of course. Don't you believe Sir Lothar, Richard? ”

Elo Eberlock asked, without looking up.

"Of course I do, but ...... I've never heard of these things before......"

The bearded Richard was stunned for a moment, still muttering a little unconvinced.

Listening to Richard's words, Elo Eberlock raised his head and looked around; Obviously, there were people at the table who thought the same as Richard, and felt that what Malone said was a bit of a fuss.

"I don't know if you've ever seen the plague, but I do. Cholera has taken away the people I love the most, and even the Light can't do anything about it. Even if the orcs attack, we will at least be able to resist; But the plague ...... How do you fight an unseen enemy? If you don't want to lose your family and friends to the plague, do as Sir Lothar says, whether you believe him or not, or at least don't trouble the rest of the town for fear of trouble. ”

Elo Eberlock put down the charcoal in his hand and said earnestly.

"I ...... I see, Errlo. ”

The bearded Richard's voice was lowered a lot, and he kept his head down, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Mom's ......"

Althea's murmur with a slight sobbing broke the silence at the table, and it was only then that everyone in the room realized who Elo Eberlock had lost in cholera.

"So, Sir Lothar, is there anything else to pay attention to?"

As if returning to a time when he was a nobleman, Elo Eberlock's momentum made the refugees give up their doubts, so he continued to ask Malone.

"And ...... In fact, public toilets are also very important, but this ...... Forget it, let's talk about this later...... I can't think of anything else for a while, so let's think about it together and see if there's anything to add. ”

Malone took his eyes back from Althea, who was hiding her face and crying, and said to the refugees at the table.

"Let me start by saying, Chief Lothar, Daddy Ellro, I've been worrying about one thing...... Isn't the food for our two meals a little too rich? I can understand everyone's feelings, but ...... If this continues, I don't know if we have enough food reserves. ”

Robin was the first to speak.

"Indeed...... Well, I'll go talk to Vera and them. We don't know how long we're going to be here, but if we can save on food, we'll save a little more. ”

Elo Eberlock's personality is similar to Robin's, and he agrees with Robin's statement and writes it down in his notes.

"It's hard to eat a few full meals......

Of course, Robin's suggestion inevitably drew disgruntled complaints from Paul, but he pretended not to hear anything - and his days with Paul were not short, and Robin knew that it was never a good thing to get entangled with this guy verbally.

"Oh yes, and I would like to remind everyone to keep the door closed at night - although you don't need to guard against the people in the town, there will inevitably be some wild beasts and poisonous snakes and the like, so be careful."

"And ......"

That is, after Robin, the refugees seem to have opened their minds, brainstorming one by one, and saying their own suggestions; Now he was busy with the acting mayor of Al Ro Eberlock, and the charcoal pen in his hand swiped rapidly, making a "rustling" sound on the straw paper.

Breakfast was quickly over amid the discussion of the refugees, and Elo Eberlock shook his head and smiled bitterly as he glanced at the several sheets of paper in his hand.

-- I have to take care of those wounded and serve as the mayor of this town, and my burden in the future will not be light!

"Paul, Robin, go and gather those militias first."

After the refugees had left the town hall, Malone got up from his chair and instructed his two subordinates.

"Won't you come with us, Sir Lothar?"

Robin nodded, then asked.

"Well, I'll be over in a moment."

Malone replied.

"Let's go, I'm going to ask a lot of questions, and I don't know what the long eyes are for......"

Paul muttered quietly as he pulled Robin, who was about to say something, and walked quickly out of the room.

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

Walking out of the town hall, Robin shook off Paul's hand and said dissatisfied.

"Less nonsense, don't you see that Lady Althea's eyes are red? Captain Lothar is going to comfort her, why don't you hurry up and leave, why do you stay and join in the fun? ”

Paul didn't expect Robin to understand his kindness at all, and said angrily.

"Is there such a thing?"

Robin asked, surprised—he was completely unaware.

"Is your head made of wood? Really...... Tsk, it looks like Chief Lothar needs a lot of comfort......"

Paul rolled his eyes, looked at Robin with disdain, and then was stunned for a moment, and said in a strange tone.

"What? Who else? ”

Robin glanced around, and for some reason - it seemed that the refugees had finished their breakfast, and at the door of the town hall, except for the big white wolf raised by the chief of Lothar, who was left with only Vera leading Maria, who was left, who needed to be comforted by the chief of Lothar?

"You're hopeless...... Let's go, we still have a mission! ”

Paul angrily punched Robin in the shoulder, and then pulled him to rally the militia.

……

"Althea, you...... You okay? ”

In the town hall, Marlon came to Althea and asked softly.

"I'm fine!"

Althea wiped the tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand, stood up, and snorted.

"I don't know...... Your mother...... Sorry......"

Malone asked tentatively—maybe his previous guess was wrong?"

"It's okay, mom has ...... After a long time of leaving, Father said that her soul had become one with the Light and would always watch over us...... That's right? ”

Althea looked up, her eyes red like a little rabbit; Her face is wet, and the appearance of pear blossoms with rain makes people feel pity.

"It must be."

Marlon nodded, affirming—even though he didn't believe in the Light or anything, he knew it would make Althea feel better.

"It's strange, it's been a long time, but ...... Whining...... Marlon, is what you just said true? Can it really ...... Cholera avoided? ”

Althea looked up at Marlon, didn't know why she was crying again, and asked with intermittent sobs while crying.