If one of these people had a plague and Elo Eberlock could not cure it...... So what exactly should be done?

- Not only De Jong, but Malone himself is asking himself this question. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

Until now, Malone has no answer. But...... Did the half of the militia who came with Paul already express his subconscious thoughts?

"It's better not to."

Malone shook his head and said to De Jong.

"It's not an answer."

De Jong glanced at the militiamen behind Malone—heavily armed, armed with brand-new one-handed swords, shields, and sharp spears, and dressed in suits of chain mail.

If it weren't for the nightmarish experience that lingered in his mind, De Jong would have almost thought he was back before the war broke out - what was the difference between these people and the Lakeside militia who were once his father's men and his brothers?

Thinking of this, thinking of those companions and relatives who were already under the butcher's knives of the orcs and would never stand up again, even an iron-clad man like De Jong couldn't help but wet his eyes.

Looking at De Jong, who was a little out of control, Malone pursed his lips and was silent - the man didn't flick his tears, but he didn't get to the sad place; Crying is no longer one of the factors that criticize masculinity, because in such a cruel war, everyone has lost the people they cherish most.

"There is no problem, some of them are very sick, some of them have started to fester...... However, blessed by the Light, there is no sign of the plague. ”

Elo Eberlock stepped out of the crowd of refugees and spoke to Marlon and De Jong, then grabbed De Jong's hand and helped him examine his body.

"Take them to town, quick!"

Only then did Malone put his mind at ease and urged the militiamen who had been standing behind him for a long time.

The militiamen who had been ordered to make their way to the crowd to help the refugees from Lakeside Town lift the wounded and wounded, pick up the sick number, and lead them along the forest path towards Nighttown.

"Paul, take a few men in the direction they came, all the way north, clean up all the traces they left when they came, and then come to me, understand?"

Marlon led Rubos to the side of the road and let the refugees pass through him, and instructed Paul - although De Jong did not say that there were orcs following them, Marlon, who was worried that the orc army would follow De Jong's footsteps to find Night Town, thought it was better to be safe.

"Yes, Chief Lothar!"

Paul nodded, then ordered a few "veterans" of the Westspring garrison and led them all the way north.

"Let's go, Mr. DeJong, welcome to Nighttown."

After sending Paul away, Malone turned his head and made a "please" gesture to De Jong, who looked stunned and didn't know what he was thinking.

……

"The Light is above...... How are you ......? What the hell is going on? ”

When De Jong passed through the somewhat barren edge of the town to the north of Night Town, and arrived in the middle of the town, which was already beginning to come to life, he couldn't help but break free from the support of his companions, took two steps forward, and exclaimed as he looked at the one in front of him.

Although most of the houses had their doors open, De Jong noticed that many of them had their windows open, and that there were people hiding behind them to peek at them.

"I'm going to ask Vera and the others to get some food."

Elo Eberlock smiled at De Jong's surprised expression, and then said to Paul—even the always modest Eberlock felt a little proud of the dramatic change in Nightlight compared to three months ago.

"Get some hot soup, but don't put the meat, I don't know how many days these people haven't eaten enough, I'm afraid they won't be able to eat greasy things."

Malone instructed Elo Eberlock.

"Got it, don't worry!"

Elo Eberlock patted Malone on the shoulder, and walked to Vera's house; A short time later, Vera and her daughter followed Elo Eberlock out of the house - like the rest of the townspeople, Vera had followed Marlon's instructions and hid in the room.

"Malone! Rubeus! Sister Althea! ”

Little Mary went out of the room, saw the familiar faces, broke free from her mother's pull, and stumbled towards Marlon.

"Hah! Maria, were you scared just now? ”

Marlon crouched down, hugged Maria who threw herself into his arms, picked her up, and then nodded to Vera not far away, signaling that she would take care of the little girl herself.

"Nope! With Marlon here, my mother and I are not afraid at all! ”

Maria threw her arms around Marlon's neck and giggled in reply.

For the past three months, every time she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, Little Maria would quietly run to Marlon's room and pestered him to listen to those funny stories.

Thanks to Ma Long's youth and energy, he finally survived for so many days; If you change to someone with a slightly worse physical condition, you will be exhausted by this little girl.

Of course, in the process, Maria also became more and more pro-Marlon - judging from the order in which she just greeted, Marlon was in her mind closer than Rubes!

Of course, poor Althea, who was the closest to the little girl, had to give way to Marlon, who could tell stories, and ...... Rubos disguised as a big dog.

"It's yours...... Daughter? ”

De Jong, who was standing beside Marlon, trembled violently when he saw Maria, then muttered in a heartbroken tone, and stretched out a hand to stroke Maria's hair.

"Marlon ......"

Only then did Maria notice that there were strangers around Malone, and that the sallow-faced uncle seemed to be touching his white little face with his dirty hands.

The little girl instinctively hid in Marlon's arms - she was a little afraid of this strange uncle.

"No, it's not my daughter...... Her mother is our cook here. ”

Malone reached out and stroked Maria's hair, comforting the frightened little girl; As he replied, he looked De Jong squarely into his eyes, and instinctively told him that this man with tears in his eyes must have experienced an extremely painful nightmare in the not-so-distant past.

"I ...... I'm not trying to scare her, I'm just ...... I also had a daughter...... The two of them are about ...... age."

Seeing Maria's frightened reaction, De Jong quickly withdrew his hand and explained to Marlon with some eagerness.