"I'm ......," Marlon stammered, and finally shook his head bitterly and said, "These are all secrets. I can't tell you www.biquge.info Miss Tiffany. ”

"Yes......" Tiffany hung her head in disappointment—how she wished that her savior had been a zealous thief, as in her biography, to escape from this extremely dangerous orc camp.

However, Tiffany was escorted all the way by the orc soldiers - which meant that she had seen the dense crowd of orcs outside the camp.

Even the most famous Mr. Rogue can't come and go freely in such a camp, right? Not to mention bring yourself.

"So...... Mr. Malone......" Tiffany asked a little sadly, "are you a spy?" ”

"Huh? What the? Spy? Malone didn't expect Tiffany to ask such a question.

"Yes......" Tiffany looked up and looked into Malone's eyes, "As a human, you showed up in the orc camp and talked to those orcs......"

Tiffany recalls the previous image, fear makes her forget a lot of things, but it also reminds her of a lot.

"I've seen the ferocity and cruelty of those orcs, Mr. Malone. They didn't hesitate to split Richard in two, but just ...... No matter what you do, they don't seem to want to kill you. Is there any deal between you and these orcs? ”

Although Tiffany is a young lady who is not deeply involved in the world, she has read many legendary novels, and those bards' portrayals of war are certainly romantic, but they are not without value.

After all, something even more unbelievable has happened in reality - even a bard would never have imagined that one day Stormwind would be breached by the green monsters, and the blood would be spilled.

"Mr. Malone!" Tiffany exclaimed, "How can you do that? Did You Know...... Those orcs have captured Stormwind! ”

"They did that to Richard, to do that to Mary......" cried Tiffany as she wept.

"My parents, my family, and Uncle Tom, Aunt Scarlett...... They're all in Stormwind, and the orcs will definitely ...... them It will definitely ...... Mr. Malone, how can you be a spy for the orcs? Don't you have a family? ”

Tiffany cried that although Marlon had saved her life and chastity, the girl had indeed been terrified in these days, and all the negativity had burst out in this moment, turning into tears and resentment.

"No, no...... Miss Tiffany, you misunderstood. Marlon quickly explained, "I'm not an orc spy. ”

"Isn't it?" Tiffany lifted her head, her hazy eyes filled with tears.

"Although...... There are some things that are hard to explain to you, and I don't know how to say them...... But, Miss Tiffany, trust me. Marlon said with a serious face, "I will take you out of here, and I will never let those orcs hurt you." ”

"Trust me." Malone repeated that in this moment, his heart was filled with pity for Tiffany.

When playing the game before, Malone never thought about anything about factions or conflicts, after all, he just played the game again.

And now that he is in it, he has to see the brutality of the orcs, Tiffany's weakness and despair, and Malone has a deeper understanding of this world.

Ma Long is very afraid of death, he very much wants to avoid the inspection of the bronze dragon, maybe lonely, maybe lonely, but he can leave everyone to live alone.

But at least after confirming Tiffany's safety - although they had only just met and only spoken a few words, this beautiful human maiden had already conquered Marlon, and if she were a princess, Marlon would be willing to become a knight who swore allegiance to her.

"Really?" Tiffany looked at Malone's sincere face, and she didn't know if she should trust him.

"Maybe you still don't believe me......" Marlon looked at Tiffany's face, he knew that he couldn't explain why he was in the orc camp, and the girl's doubts were understandable.

"I will always protect you, Miss Tiffany. And tonight, I'll take you out of here, out of the orc camp. Malone swore by it, even though he hadn't figured out exactly how to do it himself.

"I ......" Tiffany wanted to say "I believe in you", but those simple words were already on her lips, but she didn't know why it was difficult to become her voice.

For a moment, there was silence between Malone and Tiffany. The man and woman in the orc camp, although the distance between the two people is so close at this time, but each other's hearts have always been separated by a layer of haze.

At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps came from outside the shed, getting closer and closer.

Malone looked up vigilantly, stood up, clenched his fists, and faced the entrance of the shed, blocking Tiffany behind him.

Tiffany heard the footsteps too, and the human girl shrank like a frightened bird, but when she saw Marlon standing in front of her, Tiffany felt a little regretful.

Yes - whatever Mr. Malone's reason, Tiffany believed he was forced to stay in the orc camp.

When she was very young, the old lady said when she told Tiffany a pillow story: "Miss, the human eye does not lie." ”

Tiffany looked Marlon in the eye, and she didn't think there was any need for this gentleman to deceive herself—she wasn't a king or princess, and the orcs couldn't get anything from her.

I'll have to apologize to Mr. Malone in a moment—and Tiffany said to herself—someone else saved you, stupid Tiffany, but you suspect that someone else has something else to do, and that's not what a good person should do.

At this moment, Tiffany didn't think about a question - if it was the evil orcs who were about to enter, how could she be sure that Marlon would be able to protect herself from the clutches of those fierce enemies? Since when did she give Marlon such a big trust?

"Who?" Malone naturally didn't know the little bit of caution that Tiffany was thinking behind him - if he knew, he might have jumped up happily.

But now, Marlon's mind was all about to enter the shed, and he asked in a low orc voice.

"It's me." Tyrone? Bloodseeker lifted the canvas and stepped into the shed; In his right hand he was holding a crockpot with steaming steam.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Malone look like a great enemy, Tyrone? The Bloodfiend asked curiously, though there was no change in expression on his shattered countenance.

"It's okay, I thought it was someone else." Malone shook his head and stepped forward, intending to take a step from Tyrone? The Bloodseeker took the crockpot in his hand.