"What do you want to do?"

Tyrone? The Bloodfiend apparently didn't want to see the tribe split either, and he was interested in what Caldara had to say. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I don't know, so I'm going to ask you."

Caldara said.

"Why me?"

Tyrone? Bloodfiend asked rhetorically.

Malone also felt that this was completely unreasonable - Caldara shouldn't know Tyrone? The true identity of the Blood Fiend, right?

He didn't know the origin of the Death Knight, how could he use the internal affairs of the tribe to consult outsiders?

"Because I'm not good at thinking, and neither are the other orcs. I suppose you Death Knights aren't stupider than orcs, are you? ”

Caldara asked.

Is this what this guy is thinking...... That's too casual, isn't it? -- Malone secretly slandered.

"There's nothing I can do. And here we are, it's time for you to go back. ”

Tyrone? The Blood Fiend stopped and said to Caldara.

Malone glanced up, and before they knew it, they had come to the front of the hill, and around it, it was the prisoner of war camp where Tiffany was.

"I'll go check it out first."

Marlon no longer cares if Orgrim is fit to be the Orc Great Chieftain or Tyrone? Bloodfiend and Caldara want to make up for Orgrim's weakness.

He just wanted to see if Tiffany was okay.

"You don't mind if I come along, do you?"

Caldara looked at Malone's back as he disappeared behind the hill and looked at Tyrone? Bloodseeker said.

"I said, I can't do anything, why are you still staying here?"

Tyrone? Bloodfiend stared at Caldara.

Although what this Fireblade Blademaster said in front of Orgrim was in favor of Tyrone? Bloodfiend and Malone get out as soon as possible, but Tyrone? Blood Fiend doesn't trust people as easily as Marlon.

"Three people together are better than one person coming up with ideas."

Caldara quibbled.

"Don't make threatening moves, or I promise you won't have a good time. I'm not Orgrim, so I don't need to think too much. ”

Tyrone? Bloodseeker warned.

This time Caldara didn't say anything provocative like "you can come and try", just shrugged his shoulders.

Tyrone? The Bloodfiend said no more, but walked behind the hill; Caldara followed with a vigorous stride - what a strange pair.

Malone had already rushed to the wooden shed of the prisoner of war camp, where the death knights were still guarding.

Malone wanted to rush in, but was stopped.

"What do you do?"

Malone looked angrily at the death knight who stopped him.

"You can't go in."

The Death Knight said with a stiff face.

"Why? Something happened inside? Who went in? How dare you ......"

Marlon was furious, and he was almost going to do something to this death knight.

"No one went in. But Tyrone? The Bloodfiend had said that no one could go in until he returned, not including ourselves. ”

The Death Knight said.

"Of course, that includes you."

Another Death Knight added.

"You don't know who I am?"

Malone asked in surprise.

"Yes, your name is McColmaron, our companion."

A Death Knight replied.

"Tyrone? Bloodseeker values you. ”

Another Death Knight added.

"And what are you stopping me from doing? Listen, you've protected this place, and I'm grateful to you, but ......"

Malone isn't too worried about Tiffany's safety right now - these Death Knights are still very competent guardians, so competent that they even stopped themselves!

"No one can go in, because Tyrone? The Bloodseeker hasn't returned. ”

The death knight was still in front of Malone and said indifferently.

"You guy...... Are you a dead man's brain? Can't you turn? ”

Malone had the urge to scold.

"I'm a dead man, yes."

The Death Knight replied.

"What's going on?"

Tyrone? The voice of the Blood Demon came from behind Marlon.

"Do you want to fight? Count me in! ”

Caldara said fearfully that the world would not be chaotic.

"You can go in."

The Death Knight got out of the way of Malone.

"Tyrone? Bloodseeker is back. ”

As if seeing the look of consternation on Malone's face, the guy added.

A bunch of weirdos...... Marlon shook his head, and then slipped into the little shed.

Malone saw at a glance the man he was worried about - but now, Malone had a feeling that he wanted to laugh.

Tiffany was still sitting on the haystack, because her leg was injured and she couldn't move, and there was no one to talk to her.

I don't know if it's to relieve boredom or to dispel the fear in my heart, Malone finds Tiffany holding two grass stalks that I don't know where to pick up in both hands, weaving and playing back and forth.

Maybe it was because she was so focused, even if Marlon had already made a slight noise when he came in, she didn't notice it.

The slender and white fingers shuttled between the withered yellow grass stems, making Malone feel a little dazzled.

Seeing that Tiffany was fine, Malone was relieved.

He wanted to talk to Tiffany, but he was a little worried and frightened her.

Marlon knew that this girl must be very uneasy in her heart, like a deer in the woods, the slightest sound would frighten them.

Marlon decided not to say anything - his eyes wouldn't be idle anyway - Tiffany in front of her looked good from her face, her fingers, and her focused look with her head down.

But Malone didn't look at it for a few seconds.

The girl quickly broke a stalk of grass, and just as she looked around for other alternatives, she noticed Marlon standing in the doorway.

"Yikes!"

Tiffany let out an exclamation of surprise - but the frightened element was small, and Malone could tell that there was more joy in her voice.

Isn't he that useless - even if he can't beat Tyrone? Blood Fiend, can't beat Caldara, and probably can't beat Orgrim and Zujin, but ......

At least she's the only one in the camp where Tiffany laughs when she sees her, Marlon thought to himself.

Of course, he had forgotten that he was the only human in the camp other than Tiffany.

"Mr. Marlon, you're back!"

Tiffany whispered.

"Well, I'm back."

Malone nodded, walked over to Tiffany's side, and sat down.

"Nothing, right?"

Tiffany asked heartily.

"It's fine."

Malone replied with a smile.

"The king of the orcs...... Oh no, chief, it's not hard for you because of my business, is it? Mr. Malone. ”

Tiffany was still worried.

"No, you don't have to worry, Tiffany, your business is nothing now, and the orcs themselves don't care about you at all, except for infighting. But that's a good thing for us, because it's easier for us to leave. ”

Malone continued to say with a smile.

Although he knew that he was silly to laugh, Malone still laughed hard, and even the muscles in his face stiffened and ached.

Although her smile is a little silly and ugly, it should be the most reassuring expression that Tiffany can see now, right?