"This ...... The Earl of Langton was not wrong. ”

Malone nodded awkwardly, indicating that he remembered - I didn't expect old Jim to be such a cautious person, even at such a time, he could do such a careful job of protecting Tiffany - knock on the door and the code? This kind of thing has only been seen in those spy and agent-themed TV series.

"Miss Tiffany always says we're a little nervous, but it's always good to be careful...... Come in, Sir Lothar. ”

Old Jim smiled at Marlon's words, then looked at the door that had been opened from the inside, and made a "please" gesture to Malone.

Stepping into the house, Malone looked at the living room out of the corner of his eye—a guard younger than Old Jim opened the door for himself and Old Jim, and the other two guards sat at the dining table in the living room, as if chatting about something.

But when Malone entered, both guards stood up and bowed to him slightly—apparently, they knew who Malone was.

"These are Miss Tiffany's guards...... I'd be happy to introduce them to Sir Lothar, but it's getting late, Sir Lothar, let's go upstairs and rest! ”

Old Jim said to Malone, pointing to the stairs leading to the second floor.

"Oh, good...... What about you, Uncle Jim? ”

Malone nodded, then asked.

"We've been sleeping in the living room these days, and we're used to it."

Old Jim replied, and then urged Malone again to hurry upstairs and rest.

……

Until Malone came to the second floor of the house, he hadn't noticed anything unusual about old Jim.

However, when Malone stepped on the last step and actually reached the second floor of the house, he realized where the strange feeling in his heart came from.

Where did Tiffany go?

-- Malone began to think about this question.

Old Jim is Tiffany's guard, so he can't just keep Tiffany safe during the day, right? In other words, this house is also Tiffany's residence.

But where is Tiffany? Are you still taking care of the wounded? No, it can't be—in the room in front of Malone, the dim light cast through the window lintel, and the silhouette reflected on the door and window, all indicate that Tiffany is in this room.

Malone was embarrassed—the house was constructed differently than his home in Nighttown—and there was only one room on the second floor.

Noticing this, Malone couldn't help but start thinking about a question - it is impossible for old Jim not to know the structure of the second floor of the house, right? So what did he let himself come up for? He said let himself come up and rest? Where to rest? Do you sleep on the floor at the top of the staircase?

Marlon knew of course that old Jim wouldn't have meant it, but ...... It was because he guessed old Jim's thoughts that made Malone even more uneasy; He paused, wanted to turn back, and walked down the stairs.

"Who is it? Is it Uncle Jim? Can I help you? I've heard you standing at the door for a long time, but you can just come in...... Malone? ”

Tiffany's voice extended from the room to the door, she had been talking to her guard Jim, but when she opened the door, she found that it was her fiancé Malone who was standing outside the door and in a dilemma at the staircase.

"Ahem...... Hello Tiffany! I...... I'm just going to come up and walk around, and I'm going to go down. ”

Malone coughed dryly twice, and forced out a smile and said-Tiffany was still wearing the pale pink lace/silk dress, and the light shone from behind her to Marlon's eyes, making him a little unable to see Tiffany's current appearance, but the charming and moving appearance when they met during the day resurfaced in Ma Long's mind at this time.

"Don't! I...... Marlon, you come in and sit down! ”

Tiffany saw that Malone was leaving, and hurriedly called out to Marlon; Her tone sounded a little hesitant, but in the end she boldly said her words.

"I ...... All right. ”

Marlon hesitated, but did not refuse Tiffany's request - he had wanted to talk to Tiffany after the afternoon battle with the orcs, but the girl had been busy caring for the wounded, and Marlon had never seen her.

……

After Tiffany received an affirmative answer from Malone, she gently stepped back into the room and beckoned to Malone.

Malone walked quickly into the room, and then noticed that Tiffany was behind her, first poked her head out of the room and looked left and right at the staircase twice, and then quickly closed the door, moving fluently and in one go, but her demeanor and appearance were like that of a child who was about to do something bad.

Tiffany turned around, only to find that Malone had been staring at her; This time, Malone clearly saw that two red clouds rose from the girl's white cheeks, like ripe apples, and it looked like it was "delicious".

"Marlon, you...... You sit! Other...... Don't just stare at me......"

Tiffany whispered to Malone, the last half of the sentence as thin as a mosquito.

"Okay."

Malone looked at the facilities in the room—this bedroom was extraordinarily large, several times larger than the one Malone had in Nighttown—and of course it was normal, since it took up the entire second floor of the house.

There are two beds in the room, side by side, with space flowing out of the middle; The quilts on the bed/are neatly stacked, and the pillows are resting on top of the quilts; The sheets were clean and flat, except for a slight wrinkle in the left sheet—Marlon guessed that Tiffany should have been sitting there before he came in—so he walked over to the right side and sat down—it was soft and comfortable.

Tiffany sat down across from Marlon at this time, carefully arranging her skirt, leaning her legs together and holding them tight; Holding their hands together, they rested a little crampedly on their lower abdomen - perhaps because they felt a little uncomfortable, and quickly moved to their knees again.

"Tiffany, you...... Don't be so nervous. ”

Malone spoke—the girl's clumsy and restrained movements made him feel strange in his heart, and he couldn't tell who was the real owner of the room.

"I ...... But I ...... It's been a long time since I've seen you, Marlon. ”

Tiffany looked up, looked at Malone, and stammered.

"Where is it for a long time, didn't we just meet before, just before those orcs launched an attack on Moonstream Town."

Malone said teasingly.

"That'...... How can that be the same! I mean before...... We used to play together a lot when we were kids, but I never saw you anymore......"

Tiffany understood the pun in Malone's words, she pursed her lips and smiled, and then spoke—her tone still sounding a little reserved, but much more active than when Malone's first came in.

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