"It's fine. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Malone replied with a smile.

"How is that possible...... Mr. Malone, you've been training outside for a day! ”

Tiffany pouted.

Although she doesn't know what Marlon's training is, Tiffany knows he won't be lazy because ......

Because Mr. Malone will definitely protect me! - Tiffany was convinced of this.

"Mr. Malone, you don't have to work so hard, I ......"

Tiffany felt a little uncomfortable, and she hesitated.

But soon, Tiffany realized that she was a little "unaware" of what she said, so she paused again.

Malone noticed the concerned expression on Tiffany's face, which touched his heart.

What attracts Malone the most about Tiffany's body is not her beautiful appearance and sexy/sexy figure, but her soul.

This kind-hearted human girl seems to prioritize others around her over herself at all times.

"You don't have to worry, Tiffany. I'll pay attention to the intensity of my training. ”

Malone said empathetically, relieving Tiffany's embarrassment.

"Well, Mr. Malone, I believe in you, I know you're going to get me out of here! But please be sure to pay attention to your body, if you are tired, then I ...... I don't have anyone to rely on......"

Tiffany was confident at first, but the more she spoke, the more she felt that something was not right with what came out of her mouth, and her voice grew quieter and quieter, and by the end it was inaudible, and her face became red.

If it were on any other occasion, Malone would feel that Tiffany's words were expressing love for him.

But now...... Malone felt that Tiffany should simply express trust in herself.

Although there is a little regret in his heart, Malone feels that he cannot live up to Tiffany's trust.

In any case, even if it is possible to change the flow of time in Azeroth and put herself in danger, I must escort her to safety as much as possible.

- Malone swore in his heart.

Tiffany only felt that there seemed to be a cheerful long-eared deer leaping in her chest, and it seemed like a lively nest of rabbits.

The Light is above...... How could you say such a thing? This...... Mr. Marlon, does he think that he is a strange girl?

- Tiffany was thinking about it, and Marlon was also thinking about how to find the best time to leave, and there was silence in the shed for a while.

When Tyrone? When the Bloodfiend first opened the canvas and walked into the wooden shed, the sun had almost disappeared below the horizon.

Ma Long, who had been staying in the shed, naturally didn't know this, but he couldn't guarantee the dim light with a clear vision, so he knew that it was not too early.

Why hasn't Caldara come back yet? It's still waiting for him to make a fire!

- Malone thought to himself.

In the camp of the orcs, far from the camp of the Death Knights and the prisoner of war, there are countless huge tents and two-wheeled carts covered with canvas.

This is where the tribe stores food.

Several heavily armed Blackstone orcs guarded the place, and not far away, there was a whole large group of their companions.

It is the duty of these Blackstone Orcs to stop other tribesmen from eating here, whether orcs, trolls, or ogres.

"Hey...... The guy in there, whether he really can? ”

A blackstone orc looked back at a slender and muscular orc shuttling through various tents full of food, and then asked his companion with some concern.

"Your first time here? That guy can't handle it, if you don't want your nose to bloom or lose two fangs, you can try it, but don't take me with you. ”

His companion replied lazily.

"But does the chief know about it?"

Was that Blackstone orc indeed the first day he joined Orgrim? The Hammer of Doom's guards, he was a little worried about the punishment from the Great Chief.

"Doomhammer knows about it, but he can't say anything. This guy said that on the battlefield, he can be more effective than ten of us, so he has to eat food for ten people. ”

The Blackstone veteran replied.

"Ten servings? He's too rampant, isn't he? ”

The Blackstone Orc asked in surprise.

"Is this rampant? I don't think there's anything wrong with him eating food for twenty people......"

It seems that this Blackstone veteran has a high opinion of this arrogant guy.

The one who triggered this series of discussions was naturally the megalomaniac and the fire-bladed sword saint Caldara.

The guy shuttled from tent to tent, rummaging through every cart loaded with food, muttering something in his mouth.

"Bacon...... Bacon...... Bacon again...... Or bacon...... Can't you just have something else? ”

Caldara said with some agitation.

As the sun set, Caldara missed the scene of eating around the campfire and talking loudly with his new friends.

But Caldara has yet to find the food he wants.

Most of the food stored by the orcs was grain, which was hungry and easy to store.

Like the bacon that Caldara and Malone ate before, it was originally quite a rare thing, and it was impossible for other foods to be stored for a long time as military rations.

"Aha, I found it! A bunch of sausages! ”

Finding something new, Caldara grabbed a large string of dried sausages from a cart and decided to finish his search with satisfaction.

But in the next moment, Caldara's face turned serious.

The Bladeblade Juggernaut's left hand was still tightly gripping the string of sausages, while his right hand reached for the hilt of the sword behind his back.

"Who?"

Caldara turned and said into the shadow of a tent behind him.

Night had fallen, and the blue and white moonlight poured down on the burning plains.

In the light of the bright moon, Caldara could clearly see a tall figure turn out from behind the shadow of the tent.

The uninvited guest was so tall that Caldara had to raise his gaze slightly to be able to see what he looked like.

Open leather tank top, fat pants. A thick scarf that seems to cover the body with a layer of shell......

It's a troll, and Caldara knows his name.

"I think you know my name, orc. My name is Zukin. ”

The troll's face was furious, his face enclosed by a mask, otherwise Caldara would have been able to see his two mammoth-sized fangs through the light of the twin moons.