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Now that the carriage has appeared in Nighttown, Tiffany's maid ......

"Excuse me, Ms. Althea...... Who does this carriage belong to? ”

Malone quickly thought of the crux of the matter, and hurriedly asked Althea Eberlock. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This carriage should be Vivien's ......"

Althea, although she did not understand what was happening, answered Malone's question.

"Vivien! And sure enough, it was! Where is she now? Is she okay? Can I go and meet her? ”

Hearing the name of her maid, Tiffany suddenly became agitated again, and she rushed to Althea, grabbed her hands and asked aloud.

"Of course, Vivien, she should be making breakfast for everyone right now, over there...... But, Lady Tiffany, did you know Vivien before? ”

Althea hesitated, then let Tiffany take her hands and said.

"Yes, yes...... Where is it? Where? ”

Tiffany answered Althea's question incoherently, then looked around herself, as if Vivien were there.

"Come with me."

Althea withdrew her hand from Tiffany's and motioned for Marlon and Tiffany to follow her.

"Mr. Marlon, Vivien, she's alive, she's fine!"

She walked behind Althea towards the center of Nighttown, and as she went, Tiffany said nervously to Marlon.

"Well, that's great......"

Malone replied softly, and Marlon was also slightly interested in Vivian, the maid who had a good relationship with Tiffany.

After all, judging from the fact that Tiffany is so excited now, the relationship between her and Vivian must be very close.

What a blessing it would be to be able to meet familiar people so far from home after such a disaster.

Walk through the empty streets to the small square in the center of the night town, already crowded with refugees waiting to eat.

There were several cauldrons in the square, and white steam rose from the cauldrons, blending into the faint morning mist.

Standing in Ma Long's position, he could also smell a fragrant smell spreading from those cauldrons.

The crowd lined up in a neat line, with the elderly, women and children at the front of the line, and the men at the back of the line.

Several women stood behind the cauldron, filling the bowls and plates of each refugee in the front row with the food boiling in the pot.

"Vivien is there!"

Althea stood still, pointing to the back of a cauldron and said to Tiffany.

Malone followed Althea's finger to see a girl with short brown hair, wearing a pale yellow dress with sleeves rolled up to the crook of her arms, distributing food to the refugees.

"Vivien!"

Just as Malone looked at the girl, Tiffany couldn't help but shout.

The brown-haired girl was visibly stunned for a moment when she heard Tiffany's voice, and then slowly turned her head to look this way, the expression on her face instantly becoming stunned.

Marlon's eyesight was good, and he could easily see the long-handled spoon in the brown-haired girl's hand falling into the cauldron, but she didn't seem to have any intention of picking it up again.

"Miss Tiffany!"

The brown-haired girl shouted Tiffany's name in a surprised tone.

"Vivien, you're really here!"

Tiffany's voice was full of surprise, and until now, she couldn't believe what had happened, and she couldn't believe that she and Vivien would be reunited here.

"Miss Tiffany!"

As if Tiffany's voice confirmed her authenticity, Vivien left behind the crowd still waiting in line to get her breakfast and ran towards her quickly.

Before Tiffany could take a few steps forward, Vivien had already run over, then lunged forward and hugged Tiffany.

In the surprised gaze of the refugees, Vivian and Tiffany hugged each other for a while, and then held hands and stared at each other; They wept and laughed, their youthful faces wet with tears, but the smiles full of joy never faded.

"Vivien! I never imagined that we would meet again one day! ”

Tiffany said excitedly as she took Vivien's hand.

"Hmmm! Me too, Miss Tiffany! I'm so glad to see you...... Thank you for the Light, woo woo ......"

In Malone's eyes, Tiffany was excited enough, but she didn't expect Vivien to be even more excited than her master, she grabbed Tiffany's hand and began to cry.

"Vivien, don't cry......"

Although Tiffany was comforting her maid, her words did not have much effect, because her own face was also flowing with tears.

"Woo...... But Miss Tiffany, I thought you were ...... I saw those orcs that day...... Woohoo......"

Although it had been a long time since Tiffany had been captured by the orcs, Vivien still had lingering palpitations at the mention of it, and she cried even more sadly.

Tiffany was also infected by Vivien's emotions, and she hugged Vivien, who was smaller than herself, as if to soothe a little sister, and pressed her cheek to Vivien's cheek, while gently patting Vivien's back.

Seeing that the two sisterly master and servant were out of shape because of the reunion, Malone glanced at Althea helplessly, and then pointed to the crowd in the distance.

Althea seemed to understand what Malone meant, nodded at him, and the two of them crept away from Tiffany and Vivien.

I don't know how long it took for Tiffany to hold Vivien, but the little maid's sadness and excitement subsided a little, and she lifted herself from Tiffany's arms and wiped the tears from her eyes with her hands.

"Miss Tiffany, I'...... I'm so useless, I cry when I see you...... I should be happy......"

Vivien whispered.

"It's okay, Vivien, I know how you feel...... I miss you these days, too! Oh yes, Vivien, you're here...... Then my parents ...... them."

Tiffany wiped her wet face as well, and then asked Vivien about the rest of her family.

"I'm sorry, Miss Tiffany...... The frightened horses had led me all the way south that day, and I met Lady Althea and Father Ellro, who took me in...... I also looked in the camp, but I didn't see the lord and the lady......"

Vivien said softly, sobbing.

"That's right...... It's not your fault, Vivien...... Oh yes, let me introduce you, this is ...... Hey? What about Mr. Malone? ”

Disappointment flashed across Tiffany's face, but she quickly smiled again. (To be continued.) )