4 The Dangerous Wild West
"Why are you arguing again?"
Marlon asked Althea in a low voice as he carefully walked around the bodies of the refugees lying on the ground, taking care not to step on them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Because of his surname, and because the owner of this body had protected this refugee team from the orc patrol before he crossed over, the rest of the camp, including Althea, was very convinced by Marlon.
Finding Marlon like this has happened several times in the past few days.
"It's not because of where you're going! Because Sir Lothar ...... Marlon, your injury, our trip was delayed for a few days, and my father felt that the plan should be changed, but Uncle Richard disagreed. ”
Althea was quick to tell what had happened, but she hesitated a little when she mentioned Malone's name.
If Malone hadn't walked carefully among the sleeping refugees, he would have noticed the two beautiful blush on Althea's pretty face.
As soon as he approached the outer tent, Malone heard the suppressed quarrel coming from inside.
Gently lifting the curtain of the tent, Marlon walked in, not forgetting gentlemanly not to lower the curtain until Althea had also come in.
There was almost nothing in the tent, only a faint oil lamp.
Around the oil lamp, the leader of the refugee team, Elo Eberlock, sat opposite his friend Richard, the bearded man, and his face was red.
In order not to alarm the other people in the camp, the two of them could lower their voices even in the tent, and this difficult way of arguing made Malone couldn't help but feel funny.
"Sir Lothar, you're here?"
Ellor Eberlock noticed a candle on the oil lamp being blown by the breeze, and then looked up to see Marlon and his daughter.
"Well, Althea said you're arguing again, let me take a look......"
Malone walked over to the oil lamp and sat down cross-legged.
"Sir Lothar, the ...... Before I ...... I'm so sorry......"
Compared to Errro, Richard had a guilty expression on his face when he saw Malone; As soon as Ma Long sat down, he said hesitantly.
"Uncle Richard, you don't need to say it, I understand. If it were me, I would have that kind of worry...... But that's all in the past, and I'm okay now, am I? ”
Malone smiled and patted Richard on the shoulder, comforting him.
As for the names of Richard and Ellro, Malone completely called along with Althea, and he was not very comfortable with the relatively Westernized details of the life of the people of Stormwind, so he simply put his identity aside.
"That's good, that's good......"
Richard smiled wryly and nodded.
The previous owner of the body occupied by Marlon was mortally wounded by the battle with the orcs.
Although Arrow, as a priest, was able to use some holy arts, in fact, if it weren't for Marlon's crossing, maybe this body would have turned into a corpse by now.
At that time, Richard had made an unfavorable proposal to Marlon, so now when he sees Marlon, he feels very sorry.
Marlon naturally forgave Richard generously, the one he was going to abandon anyway...... It's not yourself, right?
"Sir Lothar is good that you are here, and you have a say in this matter...... Let's take a look at it for us! ”
Elo Eberlock said to Malone.
"Is it about where the future goes? What are your plans? ”
Ma Long was also very interested in this, and hurriedly asked.
"Originally...... We were going to go to the Wild West, but now that we've been delayed for a while, I thought we should reconsider our plans, but Richard disagreed. ”
Elo Eberlock explains.
"Of course I won't agree, Errlo. If you want to change your plans, you have to at least give us a reason, right? ”
The bearded Richard said dissatisfied.
"I don't know, it's just ...... I think...... It should be the guidance of the Light, which tells me that we should not go to the Wild West......"
Elo Eberlock hesitated.
"Holy Light? Does it tell you where those orcs came from? Arrow, put aside your unreliable Light for now, where are we going to find so much food to feed these people in the camp except for the Western Wilderness? ”
Richard retorted.
"I don't know ......"
Elo Eberlock shook his head in embarrassment.
Because of the title handed down from his ancestors and being a priest himself, Ello has a high status among these refugees.
Marlon can understand this, just like doctors in times of war, everyone thinks that they can bring hope for life, and the priests of the world of Azeroth are doctors, but they use the power of the Light instead of surgery and needles to heal the sick.
However, Elo's courage does not seem to be enough for this position, he is always too hesitant and relatively weak.
"I think...... Daddy Erro was right. ”
Malone spoke.
"Sir Lothar, you also think that we should not go to the Wild West? But why? ”
Richard asked, confused.
"Because it could be dangerous there."
Malone hesitated for a moment, and only after making sure that his consideration had a basis did he speak.
Unlike El Ro, Malone made such a judgment not for superstitious reasons such as "the guidance of the Holy Light"; Of course, after such a magical experience as going from Earth to the world of Azeroth, Marlon didn't know if it was a bit inappropriate to call such a thing "superstition".
Marlon came to his conclusions based on his knowledge of Azeroth and his analysis of the orcs.
Although Ma Long is not clear about the details of geography such as topography and population, if it comes to macro geographical impressions, Ma Long feels that no one knows better than himself.
"Danger? I don't understand...... Is there still a safe place? ”
Li looked at Marlon and asked, since the day the orcs poured into Stormwind City, there was no safe place for the southern part of the entire continent.
"The Wild West is a bit more dangerous in comparison. Uncle Richard, if you think about it, even a three-year-old knows that the Wild West is the granary of Stormwind, but what about the orcs? They don't know how likely it is? ”
Malone asked rhetorically.
"This ...... I think you'll know about it, right? ”
Richard said uncertainly, he didn't know what Malone was going to say.
"The orcs have so many armies, they need food more than we do; The refugees can go hungry for a day or two, but an army without food is not combative. ”
Malone explained to Richard and Ellro.