But Malone didn't know how to comfort Tiffany, maybe ...... Getting her out of this place of danger and fear as soon as possible is the best comfort for her. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh......"

Caldara was bored, and he stood up sullenly, ready to leave.

"Stay here tonight, Caldara."

Tyrone Bloodseeker easily refrained from speaking, but once he did, he shocked Marlon.

"What?"

Marlon looked at Tyrone Bloodfiend in surprise, wondering why he had made such a decision.

"Didn't you see Zujin's eyes? He doesn't look like a guy who gives up easily. So Caldara, I hope you can stay in case there is any danger......"

Tyrone Bloodseeker explains a lot of things in a rare way.

"No problem!"

Caldara said yes.

"This ......"

Malone hesitated.

Now, Malone is no longer worried about what Caldara will think of Tiffany, his only worry is whether Caldara's stay here will make Tiffany even more afraid.

But Marlon can't say anything, should he let Caldara sleep outside?

Although it rarely rains on the Burning Plains, you don't have to worry about getting caught in the rain, but that is too hurtful.

Tyrone Bloodseeker's words were very reasonable, and Marlon felt that Caldara could indeed deal effectively when danger occurred.

The only trouble ...... Malone didn't know how to explain this to Tiffany.

"Mr. Malone! He...... How did he ......"

Sure enough, when Marlon came to Tiffany's side and sat down, the girl pointed to Caldara in horror and said to Marlon.

He ...... That's right, Tiffany, he's sent by the orcs to spy on me, so...... There's nothing I can do about him staying here. ”

Marlon came up with a way to trick Tiffany.

"But don't worry, Tiffany, he won't hurt you."

Seeing the frightened expression on Tiffany's face, Marlon hurriedly comforted her.

Of course, this kind of empty talk, which is almost equivalent to nothing, does not reassure Tiffany.

What's more, not just fearing for her own safety, despite trying to keep herself from paying attention to Caldara's presence, Tiffany couldn't help but think of her companion Mary.

Tiffany will never forget Mary's cold body lying in her arms, and she hates Caldara to the core.

Even though Tiffany couldn't do anything, she just hated Caldara so much.

Hatred and fear made it difficult for Tiffany to sleep.

Of course, she made that familiar request to Malone again.

"Mr. Marlon, your hand!"

After getting acquainted with Marlon, Tiffany is no longer so cautious when she speaks.

What's more, a lie that Malone unintentionally told unintentionally untied a big knot in Tiffany's heart.

Before, Tiffany always thought that the relationship between Mr. Marlon and the orc who killed Mary seemed to be getting closer and closer.

But now, Tiffany finally knows Caldara's "true identity", which makes her much more relieved.

Mr. Malone must be trying to paralyze this guy who is spying on him, so that he and Mr. Malone can escape more easily!

- Tiffany boldly guessed Marlon's intentions in her mind.

What a cunning man Mr. Malone is...... No, Mr. Malone must be an upright man, he did this only out of necessity, and he blamed this orc for his stupidity, and he couldn't blame Mr. Marlon.

- Tiffany thought this as she made excuses for Malone's intrigues.

That girl, who doesn't want the object of her love, to be a bright and upright hero?

- Even though this hero will always do things to Tiffany that makes her too shy to speak.

The night was uneventful.

Tiffany fell asleep in her thoughts, and she didn't wake up until Malone woke up.

However, when Malone saw Tiffany's innocent sleeping face, he felt a little relieved.

At least, Tiffany now has a sweet smile on her face.

Malone doesn't know what kind of beautiful dream the girl is sitting in, but it's a good thing to have hope, isn't it?

Tyrone Bloodseeker doesn't want to sleep, and when Marlon saw him, he was still sitting in the same position where Marlon had fallen asleep last night, and it seemed that he hadn't moved all night.

Caldara was perhaps the only discordant factor in the wooden shed, and he lay in the middle of the wooden shed, sleeping in a poor manner, not only drooling, but also snoring loudly.

Malone frowned, and he gently pulled his hand out of Tiffany's little hand, and then carefully placed the girl's hand on the haystack.

Standing up, Malone stepped over Caldara, who was lying on his back, nodded to Tyrone Bloodseeker, and then came to the outside of the wooden shed.

The sun had not yet appeared, and the moon was already dimming—dawn, the darkest time of the day.

Malone had come out to go to the toilet - after two days, he finally felt a hint of urine.

Halfway through his pants, on the edge of the empty prisoner of war camp, Malone unscrupulously used his powerful "current" to clean the eternally dark mountain of Blackstone Mountain.

The world of Azeroth is at least a little good—and certainly not bad.

Open defecation is allowed, but it may pollute the environment – Malone thinks about what he's doing from a very serious perspective.

When the sun rose again, Malone ushered in his third day of training.

As always, Tyrone Bloodseeker brought back food.

In addition to the unpalatable meat porridge, there are still a lot of leftover from last night's grilled sausage, which can be regarded as an improvement in the food.

After peeing, Malone unceremoniously kicked Caldara awake and told him that it was time for breakfast.

Maybe it's because of the lack of heart and lungs, but no matter what time it is, Caldara's appetite is so good.

If it weren't for Malone to stop it, maybe this guy wouldn't have left Tiffany with even a little soup base.

Despite saving Tiffany's rations from Caldara's "tiger's mouth", Marlon soon discovered that Tiffany had not woken up.

The girl's golden hair was softly draped behind her, and she was lying on her side slightly curled up like last night, and the deep furrow/gully squeezed out of her chest not only attracted Marlon's gaze, but almost buried it in it.

Men in the early morning are always vigorous, and Ma Long also feels that the "little brother" he has just liberated once is a little unwilling to look up lonely.

While secretly scolding his own obscenity, Ma Long gently extinguished the bonfire that had been burning all night, and then put the crockpot with meat porridge and roasted sausages on the charcoal ash of the fire.

Marlon was a hundred times gentler to Tiffany than Caldara, and he didn't intend to wake up the sleeping girl, he knew that it wasn't easy for Tiffany to get a good night's sleep.