"It's okay for everyone, so let's take a break and move on."

Malone nodded and said to the soldiers; But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt as if he had forgotten something...... What exactly?

Just as Malone was about to continue his journey with his men, he remembered what he had forgotten at Paul's prompting.

Standing in the center of the gnoll camp, looking at the small figure in the west from a distance, the corners of Ma Long's mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile.

- Althea, this stupid girl, you should see that the battle here is over, right? Why can't you come back yet?

Marlon thought to himself, and walked in the direction of Althea.

Seeing this, several other soldiers of the Xiquan garrison also wanted to follow Ma Long, but they were stopped by Paul.

At first, the soldiers looked at Paul in surprise, but soon, after a few whispers from Paul, their faces showed ambiguous smiles, and the gaze of Marlon, who was already about to walk to Althea's side, was also full of urgency.

"Malone!"

Seeing Malone walking towards her, Althea nervously held the dagger in her hand while excitedly greeting Marlon.

"The battle is over, put away the dagger!"

Marlon came to Althea's side, but the first thing he said was this--to be honest, looking at the dagger in Althea's hand, Marlon was really worried that she would accidentally hurt herself.

"Oh, oh!"

Althea nodded repeatedly, then returned the dagger to the leather sheath around her waist.

"Why are you still standing here stupidly? The battle is over, why don't you go to us? ”

While watching Althea's movements, Malone said to her.

"But...... But Marlon, you ordered me to help you stop the gnolls' deserters here! ”

Althea listened to Marlon's words, first shrank back, and then plucked up her courage and raised her head in defense.

"This ......"

Malone looked at Althea with a strange look in his eyes - wouldn't this stupid girl really think that she was here to help fight the war?

It also stopped the gnoll deserters...... If a gnoll comes up here, this stupid girl is finished!

Although he thought so in his heart, out of the protection of Althea's self-esteem, Malone did not say these words.

"Let's go, don't stand here, we're going to keep walking around the neighborhood and make sure it's safe here."

Malone said to Altheea.

"Oh, good...... Yikes! ”

Althea nodded her head repeatedly, but soon she let out another exclamation.

"What's wrong again?"

Malone asked patiently.

"Marlon, you...... You're not hurt, are you? ”

Althea seemed to remember that Malone had just experienced a fight, and she ran to Marlon as fast as she could, tentatively trying to touch Marlon's blood-stained armor.

"Hurt? No. The gnolls can't hurt me yet. ”

Malone shook his head and said.

"But...... But there's a lot of blood on your armor! ”

Althea said with a cry in her voice.

The last time Althea saw Marlon covered in blood, it was a few days ago, facing more than a dozen orcs, although it was the first time to fight against orcs, but the young Xiquan garrison had no idea of retreating.

Because of the disparity in physique, it was difficult for human soldiers to defeat the same number of orc soldiers, but the Xiquan garrison did it, of course, mainly because their commander paid a heavy price.

Althea still remembers the day when Malone was carried back to her father's tent, and she cried as she helped Malone wash off the blood and scraps of flesh on his body, and her eyes were swollen from crying.

Thinking of the situation that day, Althea was very frightened, she no longer wanted to see Marlon lying on a stretcher, with less air in and more air out.

"It's not my blood...... Althea, don't get too excited, the gnolls are too far apart from the orcs, it's just a skirmish. ”

Seeing Althea's panicked appearance, Marlon also found it difficult to speak to her in a hard tone, so he could only try to make his tone softer.

"Is that so?"

Althea was still worried about Malone, but hearing Malone's words make her heart relax a little.

"I'll wipe it clean for you!"

Althea took her handkerchief from the small bag around her waist and tiptoed to wipe the blood off Marlon's face and neck.

"No...... Forget it, how is it possible to wipe a handkerchief clean...... I'd better go to the river and wash up! ”

Marlon subconsciously dodged, and then said to Althea.

"Oh, well!"

Althea nodded, put away her handkerchief, and followed Marlon towards the river.

In the Gnoll camp, several soldiers of the Westspring garrison were cleaning up the spoils of the battle; To their disappointment, however, the gnolls didn't have any good equipment or weapons, so they could be said to have found nothing.

However, a few cauldrons in the gnolls camp were scarce in the camp, and Paul decided to leave them for the refugees.

Marlon nodded to his men and walked straight to the river to wash his hands and face, while Althea stood at the edge of the gnolls camp, timidly looking at the corpses in front of her.

The girl's mind was really strange, and when she saw the blood on Marlon's body, Althea only thought about whether Marlon was injured or not, and wanted to wipe the blood off Marlon's face with a handkerchief that she cherished.

But when this qiē had nothing to do with Ma Long, whether it was corpses or blood, it made Althea's heart feel a slight feeling of nausea.

Especially after seeing the mutilated corpses of the gnolls, and the fresh, bloody wounds on the corpses.

"Lady Altea, are you going to wipe my sweat with the handkerchief you are holding in your hand?"

Seeing that Althea wanted to approach the gnolls camp without daring to step into a pool of blood, Paul couldn't help but lean over and joke with her.

"Of course not! If you want to rub it, you also rub it for Marlon! ”

Althea gave Paul a blank look, and said angrily - how can this guy sweat? It's all blood!

"Malone? You mean Chief Lothar? So what's the difference between wiping it for us! ”

Another soldier also came over and teased with a smile.

"How can that be the same, Marlon, he and you...... It's not the same! ”

Seeing that so many soldiers were coveting her handkerchief, Althea quickly stuffed the handkerchief in her palm back into the bag around her waist.

"What's the difference?"

With a wicked smile on his face, Paul asked.