Have you eaten yet?

"What?"

Kilrogg's clansmen did not understand what he meant.

"Forget it, all of you go back to sleep."

Kilrogg dismissed his clansmen.

When people get on in years, it is always hard to fall asleep, and Orcs are no exception.

Tonight, as Kilrogg closed his eyes, an extra thought lingered in his mind.

--"Perhaps it is time to have a serious talk with Orgrim..."

If Kaldara knew what Kilrogg was thinking right now, he would likely be quite pleased.

But for now, Kaldara had already arrived at the place where the Orc camp stored its food. He wandered around for a long time, and by the faint moonlight, he finally found what he was looking for.

"Not bad, this is it!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Kaldara's mouth as he muttered to himself.

"The twin moons..."

Malone stood in the prisoner-of-war camp, looking up at the blue and white twin moons separated on either side of the night sky, and could not help but sigh with emotion.

In the game, the twin moons of Azeroth held a magical charm, not just for the game's plot, but for the players as well.

Malone had also logged into his character at night, switched his perspective to face the sky, and watched the twin moons in the night veil on his computer screen.

But now that he was seeing them with his own eyes, Malone still found it incredible.

When ancient people on Earth saw the moon, they would dream of the beautiful Chang'e living upon it... then what about the moons of Azeroth?

Among the twin moons, does one of them house the beautiful moon goddess Elune?

"Let's stop here for today. The light is dim at night, and it's easy to accidentally injure someone if we keep going."

Teron Gorefiend put away his staff and stood by Malone's side.

"Mm, thank you, Teron."

Malone said gratefully.

After training with Teron Gorefiend for an entire day, Malone felt he had improved significantly. Now, he could almost skillfully apply Death Coil in combat.

"Why say such things to me..."

Teron Gorefiend shook his head.

"Do you not need to go back and check on her? That human woman?"

Teron Gorefiend suddenly reminded Malone.

"Oh no!"

Malone slapped his thigh in frustration.

The day of training with Teron Gorefiend had been so exhilarating that it even made Malone forget about Tiffany's existence.

Coming back to his senses, Malone ran quickly back to the wooden shed where Tiffany was staying.

As soon as he entered the wooden shed, Malone discovered that he could barely see a thing.

The daylight was plentiful, but at night, although the wilderness remained bright, the interior of the wooden shed seemed overly dim.

"Tiffany?"

Malone asked softly.

"Mr. Malone!"

A girl's voice filled with surprise came from the darkness.

"Mr. Malone, where are you? Why can't I see you?"

After the initial surprise, Tiffany complained with a hint of anxiety.

"The light is too dim in here..."

Malone explained, then found a wooden post near the entrance and sat down with his back against it.

"Oh..."

It sounded as if Tiffany's tone was somewhat dejected, though Malone did not know why.

"Mr. Malone..."

"Tiffany..."

The two spoke almost simultaneously, then both closed their mouths at the same time.

"You go first..."

"You go first..."

This second "collision" left both Malone and Tiffany stunned for a moment, and then the girl laughed lightly.

"Hehe... Mr. Malone, whatever you wanted to say, you go ahead!"

Tiffany said.

"I... heh... you go first, ladies first."

Malone replied.

"Hmm... Mr. Malone, I just wanted to say, welcome back!"

Tiffany's voice was melodious and crisp.

"Is that all you wanted to say... actually, I haven't left all day; I've been outside the whole time."

Malone explained.

"I know... sometimes I could hear your voice, Mr. Malone."

Tiffany said with a smile.

"By the way, Mr. Malone... they didn't torture you, did they?"

Recalling the times she had heard Malone's voice earlier, Tiffany couldn't help but feel worried.

It was no wonder Tiffany was concerned; whenever Malone let out a roar during training, it was either because he was fighting for his life or getting beaten, and his voice inevitably carried a hint of pain.

Although Malone and Teron Gorefiend would speak in Orcish, which Tiffany couldn't understand, some basic tonal expressions were universal.

"No, no, Teron is just training me. We... are good friends, you don't need to worry about him torturing me."

Malone explained.

"Oh..."

Tiffany nodded.

In the darkness, even though Tiffany couldn't see Malone's face, the young girl felt at ease just hearing his familiar voice.

Malone didn't continue speaking either, simply enjoying this moment of peace.

Perhaps after escaping the Orc camp, Malone wouldn't stay with Tiffany for too long.

Despite having a great fondness for this beautiful human girl, Malone had no intention of changing his previous plans.

Rescuing Tiffany was, in itself, a risky act that altered the timeline, and for a transmigrator like Malone, it was almost equivalent to slow suicide.

Malone couldn't watch Tiffany be humiliated or tortured by the Orcs in front of him, but once Tiffany's safety was assured, for the sake of his own survival...

Malone still wanted to leave.

Of course, Malone wouldn't tell Tiffany about such things; until Tiffany's foot injury healed, all of that was still a long way off.

Just then, Malone suddenly thought of a very serious problem.

"Tiffany..."

Malone asked with some hesitation, unsure if it was too late to ask now.

"Hmm?"

The girl's surprised voice came through.

"Are you... hungry?"

Malone asked with difficulty.

"Ah? I..."

Tiffany's tone sounded a bit flustered.

In the darkness, Malone couldn't see Tiffany's expression, but at this moment, his heart was filled with self-reproach.

And here I was saying I would protect this human girl, yet I completely forgot about her for an entire day...

Even if his own body was somewhat special and only required occasional sustenance, Tiffany was just a frail woman; how could she go an entire day without eating?

"It's... it's all my fault, Tiffany. You wait here, I'll go get you something to eat right now."

As Malone spoke, he braced himself against the wooden stake and stood up.

"Mr... Mr. Malone, you don't need to be in such a hurry, I..."

Tiffany hurriedly tried to call out to stop Malone.

Tiffany was indeed hungry after a day; although she had shared a bit of meat porridge with Malone in the morning—which was truly the only full meal she had eaten in the last few days—it certainly wasn't enough to last the whole day.

However, even so, Tiffany didn't want Malone to leave right now.

For one, it was rare to have someone here to keep her company, and for another...