"Really? That's okay...... I'll just teach you a few more times. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.] You see, first of all, the posture of holding the dagger, your usual way of holding it is wrong, you have to ...... it like this"

Marlon was stunned for a moment, then comforted Althea a few words, then stood in the open space in front of the house and began to demonstrate.

……

"I've said it a long time ago, I'm stupid ......"

Even at noon, the sun isn't very strong in the night town; Sitting at the table in the square, Althea took a piece of bread and complained to Vera with a frowning face.

"Really? I don't think so, Sir Lothar must have not taught you seriously. ”

Vera put Maria on her lap and comforted Althea with a smile - Vera still likes this innocent girl, she is like Althea's sister, and naturally wants to speak for her sister.

"Ahem...... That's true, well, it's me who is not qualified as a teacher. ”

Malone replied awkwardly - in fact, Althea was already very good as a beginner in combat skills, and who could learn to skillfully use a weapon in a day?

"Alright, Althea, don't be dissatisfied...... Look at Paul, how tired they are. ”

Elo Eberlock said to his daughter with a smile.

The acting mayor of Nightshade was right, and all the young men involved in fetching water for the refugees, including the Westspring garrison and the militia, were so tired that they were lying on the table, sweating profusely and panting so hard that they couldn't eat right away.

There is no such thing as "running water" in the world of Azeroth, and every household uses water from wells or rivers to store water in a large tank.

It was not an easy task to fill the tanks, and the hundred or so young men worked for half the morning, filling each of the large tanks with water from the wells shortly before eating.

"I said a long time ago, this is one of Chief Lothar's training programs!"

Paul said to Robin unconvinced, even though he was so tired that he lay on the table and stuck out his tongue.

"Well, I'll admit you have a point, it's more exhausting than running around the Westspring Fortress for a few laps."

Even Robin, who was almost exhausted, began to agree with Paul's statement.

And the initiator, Marlon, who had concocted such a tragedy because he was too lazy to fetch water for Vera, sat gloating, enjoying the soft, fragrant bread with ease.

"Mom, doesn't Rubles need to eat?"

Maria was not honest even in Vera's arms, she writhed from side to side, and suddenly felt sorry for the big white wolf squatting at the table.

"This ...... Sir Lothar said no, that is, no, right? ”

Vera whispered to her daughter.

"Marlon...... Rubes is so pitiful, everyone is eating, and he is the only one hungry......"

Maria is sympathetic, she knows that Marlon is the master of Rubous, and although she does not understand why the kind big brother who told her story would abuse poor Rubous, Maria decides to intercede for her playmate.

"But...... There's nothing Rubos can eat here! ”

Looking at Maria's pitiful appearance, Marlon couldn't bear to refuse her request, but ...... Since this morning's meeting, Vera has been informed to curtail the food supply - for example, on today's table, bacon and sausages have been eliminated in addition to bread and broth.

The amount of bread is sufficient, but how can a wolf eat bread?

Everyone in the room looked at each other, but little Maria did not believe in evil - although the little girl was very sensible, she was still young after all, and in her heart, even for the big bad wolf and Rubous, the sweet cake must be more attractive than Little Red Riding Hood and herself.

"Here, Rubos!"

Maria grabbed a loaf of bread from the bamboo basket on the table, jumped from Vera's lap to the ground, and held it in both hands before Rubes.

“……”

Rubbes couldn't speak, but Malone could read it clearly in his pet's eyes...... The meaning of helplessness - perhaps in Lubes's mind has put Mary in the category of "bear child".

Perhaps it was Maria's sincere gaze that even a beast like Rubes would be moved by, and in Marlon's surprised gaze, Roubes actually opened his mouth slightly, gently grabbed the bread in Maria's hand, raised his head slightly, and swallowed it in his mouth.

Is this making a movie?

- Malone immediately had this thought, and he couldn't help but stand up to see where Rubos had swallowed this bread.

"Mom! Rubous ate my bread! ”

Mary turned around, ran merrily to her mother's side, and announced in a childish voice—not a complaint, of course, but a show off.

However......

There was a soft "poof" sound, and the little girl who had turned around did not see it, and just behind her, Rubos quietly turned his head sideways, and secretly spat the bread in his mouth to the ground beside him.

What made Malone cry and laugh even more was that in order to cover up his "wasting food" behavior, Rubos actually moved a few steps, used his body to block the bread that fell on the ground, and then held his head high, scratching the silver-white hair on his body as if nothing happened.

But Maria did not see this, and she was content to lean into Vera's arms, and went on eating her lunch, which for a little girl could not hold a large piece of bread in her little belly, so it was natural for Maria to assume that it was the same for Rubeus.

Of course, it was a good thing of time - both for the refugee camp and for Rubeus - that when Maria's compassion was satisfied, no food would be wasted, and Rubeus would not have to be forced to taste the bread.

After all, Rubes was a wolf, and one of the essential differences between a wolf and a dog was that there was no gene to digest starch - perhaps bread made from wheat flour would be no different from dry stone flour in Rubes's mouth.

"Chief Lothar, what is our mission in the afternoon?"

Lying down at the table and resting for enough time, Robin asked Malone as he took a small bite of bread.

"Afternoon? Well...... Do you remember when you were training at Westspring Fortress? ”

Marlon asked after thinking about it.

"Of course I remember, I will never forget jì in my life."

Robin replied earnestly.

"Ahem...... Not so strict...... Just remember, the afternoon will be left to you and Paul, and you will train these militiamen for me, after all, from now on, they are your men. ”

Malone said after smiling.