Just as Malone was about to walk around the deck, he suddenly saw a familiar figure—not far from his right, Tiffany was hiding behind several barrels, secretly observing herself.

Perhaps noticing Marlon's gaze, the maiden quickly hid her figure in the shadows of the barrels, as if she had never appeared—if it had not been for the familiar skirt that betrayed her.

Marlon couldn't help but walk behind the barrel and saw Tiffany crouching on the deck with her head crossed, her eyes closed, her mouth muttering, as if praying not to be discovered.

"If the Light answers your prayers so easily, then we don't need such a thing as piety."

Malone said with a smile.

"Yikes! You've found out! ”

Tiffany opened her eyes, pouted in annoyance, and said angrily.

"What are you doing here?"

Malone reached out to Tiffany, then asked curiously.

"Bask in the sun!"

Tiffany took Mallon's hand and stood up from the deck, replying slyly.

"Where is the sun here?"

Marlon couldn't help but laugh out loud - Tiffany's lame excuse had nothing to do with the word "cunning" other than looking like a cunning fox.

"Then I'm out to see the moon! Marlon, you're talking more and more like those priests of the North County Abbey, old-fashioned...... You didn't speak like that before! ”

Tiffany's obvious lies are exposed, but she looks like nothing happened. Instead, he blamed Ma Long.

"I'm no different from those priests, I'm now a disciple of Archbishop Fao...... Tiffany, your father didn't blame you, did he? ”

Malone let go of the hand that was being grabbed by Tiffany. Asked with concern - he hadn't seen this lively girl in days, and wondered if it was because the guy had stolen a small bottle of expensive wine from her father during the last time they met.

"Of course not! Why should my father blame me? ”

Tiffany blinked and asked in confusion - the little hand that Malone had broken free of was scratching at it in the air in anger, as if she was quite dissatisfied with Marlon's actions just now.

"Didn't you steal his wine? Don't tell me he hasn't found out yet. ”

Marlon asked in surprise - by the time he returned Tiffany to her parents, the mild-mannered middle-aged earl seemed to have sniffed the truth out of his daughter's booze.

"You mean that...... My father didn't blame me! ”

Tiffany stepped out from behind the barrel and answered as she paced toward the edge of the deck.

"Why? Isn't that bottle more expensive than several houses? ”

Malone followed Tiffany. Asked curiously.

"My father said that the better the wine, the more you should share it with your friends. Marlon, you're my friend, so I didn't do anything wrong...... But my father said, Marlon, there is something wrong with your taste, and you can't even drink good or bad wine. He said he had a chance to talk to you very 'seriously'! Hee-hee. You're miserable! ”

Tiffany spun around the deck briskly, a dazzling phantom across the air on her skirt, looking at Malone and gloating.

"Okay...... So what have you been doing these days? ”

Marlon couldn't help but laugh - the logic of this Count of Ellaran was really strange.

"It's Mother...... She locked me in the cabin to figure out what I had done wrong, really...... It was my father who said good things for me that I was released! ”

Tiffany said again in exasperation, her slightly bulging cheeks looking like a little squirrel.

"What are you doing wrong?"

Malone asked curiously.

"Total ...... Anyway, it's okay with you! ”

Tiffany suddenly looked a little flustered. She glared at Malone and pursed her lips. Under the bright moonlight, two clouds of flying light seemed to flash on her fair face.

Malone smiled—he probably guessed why—that Tiffany was drunk, and it was a trivial matter that she was very careless; A beautiful girl like her is already a great temptation in the eyes of men; If it weren't for himself, replace it with someone with bad intentions......

It doesn't even take any bad intentions - if Varian? Wryon wasn't drunk, if Marlon? Lothar was not replaced by herself, as long as the two young men were a little more bold and a little more eager for the opposite sex......

Marlon believes that the Countess of Elalan, who is in high society, must have heard a lot of dirty things related to aristocracy, and it is understandable to be strict with her daughter - if something really happens, in the face of the future king of Stormwind City and the only heir of the Lothar family, the Elalan family, whose only daughter has lost her virginity, can only suffer a dumb loss, right?

"Malone, what are you thinking?"

Tiffany felt left out, she lifted the hem of her skirt and took two steps forward, stretched out her little white hand and shook it in front of Marlon, and asked loudly.

"Nothing...... So, the grounding was finally lifted, what are you doing here? ”

Malone asked, tossing the thoughts from his head to the back of his mind.

"Look at the moon!"

Tiffany replied somewhat absent-mindedly - she seemed less interested in the moon and more concerned with the new sparse beard on Marlone's jaw.

"Moon, ......"

Marlon raised his head, looked at the starry sky, and sighed in disappointment.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown; But when Ma Long, who was in the other world, raised his head, he couldn't find the shadow of his hometown at all.

There are two moons in the world of Azeroth, the blue one is smaller and the taller one, called the "Blue Child"; The white one is bigger and shorter, and is called the "Lady in White".

The bright twin moons on both sides of the horizon illuminated the fleet sailing on the endless sea, illuminating Malone and Tiffany on the deck, but it could not dispel the sorrow of being alone in a foreign land in Malone's heart.

"Marlon, you're thinking about something else again...... Is it that impatient for you when you're with me? ”

Tiffany snorted, pulling Malone back from some negative thoughts.

"Of course not."

Malone shook his head and replied - he felt that the girl in front of him seemed to have some ...... about himself, or rather about the original owner of this body Strange feelings.

This discovery surprised Malone a little - could it be that in the original world of Azeroth, Varian? What made Urian able to become Tiffany? Alalan's husband is entirely because of ...... Malone? Lothar's death in battle?

"Marlon, you say...... Will we ever be able to go back to Stormwind? ”

Tiffany looked up at Malone's face and suddenly asked.

"Of course you can, and ...... That day is not far off. ”

Malone nodded and replied - this is the truth, the alliance is in Anduin? The defeat of the orcs under the leadership of Lothar and King Terenus will be a matter of the next few years.

"That's fine, then we can ......"

Under the watery moonlight, Tiffany's whisper was as ethereal as a dream—in the few remaining childhood memories of the girl, the promise that came from the boy in front of her could only be fulfilled somewhere in Stormwind! (To be continued.) )