Mr. Dragon Knight, the dragon girls are chasing you!

Luo Ye was taken aback: "Only one room left? What a coincidence?"

"If you don't mind it being cramped, I'll arrange the most spacious room for the two of you. The bed is big enough for two people to sleep in."

Luo Ye: "..."

He was about to say, "Then I'll go look at other places," when Eleanor preemptively tugged at his sleeve, tilted her head back, her deep blue eyes sparkling in the lamplight, and spoke with a sincere and earnest voice:

"One room is fine! I was planning to stay under someone else's roof anyway, so having a bed is already good enough. I don't want to waste money!"

Luo Ye fell silent. The elven girl's living conditions and level of naivety were truly beyond his comprehension.

Is this the key point?

The point is, you're sleeping in the same room as a strange man like me. Don't you feel something's wrong with that?

He paused for a moment, trying to find a trace of wariness and defensiveness in her clear eyes, but there was nothing in those blue eyes except sincerity and gratitude.

Like a traveler who has been away from the civilized world for too long, having long forgotten the basic common sense that many people are treacherous.

He made one last attempt to argue: "I'm doing this for your own good. You're a young woman, sleeping in a room with a strange man—"

"You're not a stranger," Eleanor blinked.

"You treated me to dinner, helped me fight, and you're also the source of clues for the person I'm looking for in the White Night."

She paused for a moment, then added, "You're a good person, and good people don't do bad things."

He's already given the "friend zone" card, what else can he say?

Luo Ye silently conducted a deep mental review, and finally sighed: "...Alright, let's get a room."

The owner quickly registered the order, placed the key on the table, and added in a suggestive tone, "Sirs, please have a good rest. Our shop is well soundproofed and absolutely quiet."

Luo Ye picked up the key expressionlessly, turned and walked towards the stairs. Behind him, the boss muttered in a low voice, "Another little nobleman with peculiar hobbies. An elf, are elves any more fun than humans...?"

He pretended not to hear.

The two went up the wooden stairs. Luo Ye inserted the key into the lock, pushed open the door, let Eleanor in, then closed the door behind him and glanced around the room.

It wasn't big, but it was clean and tidy.

A large wooden double bed took up most of the space, covered with a blue sheet, and complete with pillows and blankets. There was also an old wooden table and two chairs by the window.

As soon as Eleanor entered the room, her gaze fell on the bed. She gently sniffed, as if inhaling the scent of sunshine.

After a long while, she turned her head and asked cautiously, "Where...where do I sleep?"

Luo Ye was amused and somewhat helpless by her cautious and blank expression: "When you mentioned booking a room earlier, didn't you consider this issue?"

Eleanor froze for two seconds, then her face flushed bright red, even the tips of her ears turned a pale pink. She instinctively scratched her cheek with her fingertip, her voice stammering:

"I...I forgot just now..."

"Forgot?"

"Hmm, I forgot about wanting to sleep... I was just thinking about saving money."

Luo Ye: "..."

He looked into those deep blue eyes, clear as a mountain stream, without any complicated thoughts.

He opened his mouth, momentarily unsure whether he was defeated by her naivety or amused by her simplicity.

But he wasn't the kind of person to take advantage of an opportunity. He sighed, picked up a chair from the table, and sat down by the window.

"You sleep in the bed."

"And what about you?" Eleanor blinked.

"I can just sit in the chair and rest."

Eleanor shook her head hastily, her tone clearly anxious: "How can that be! You treated me to dinner and even gave me a hotel room, how can I let you sleep on a chair? I... I'll sleep on the floor!"

"The floor is cold."

"I've slept on haystacks and under bridges; the floor is already pretty good!"

"You're a young lady—"

"You're my benefactor, so it's only natural that I sleep on the floor! There's no reason for me to sleep on a chair when I'm my benefactor!"

Seeing that her eyes were red with anxiety, Luo Ye decided to give up treatment and pointed to the bed:

"You sleep in the bed, I'll sleep in the chair. If you say another word, I'll leave you alone in Ironforge and make you continue sleeping in the haystacks."

Eleanor opened her mouth as if she wanted to argue, but when she heard the words "sleep in the haystack," she immediately shut her mouth, becoming as docile as a kitten being held by the scruff of its neck.

She dawdled to the bedside, climbed onto the edge, and sat down, whispering, "Then...then I'll sleep in the bed. If my benefactor gets tired, you can always ask me to switch..."

Luo Ye nodded slightly, said nothing more, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

Actually, he wasn't asleep. His mind was racing, rapidly calculating his next plan.

The night wind from Ironforge seeped in through the window cracks, carrying a smell that was a mixture of iron and coal dust.

In the distance, the faint sounds of hammering from a blacksmith's shop and the noise from a tavern could be heard, giving it the lively atmosphere one would expect from a border town.

He wasn't asleep; he was just reviewing the events with his eyes closed.

The information available at the moment is very limited.

With his father under house arrest in the Duke's mansion, his elder brother Theodore wanted by the authorities, and the military reinforcing the chain of evidence against the "second son for treason," it's clear that his adversaries in the capital not only have power but also a legitimate "legal process" at their disposal.

Luo Ye opened her eyes, her gaze falling on the deep darkness of the night outside the window.

And then there's Eluvia... judging by the timeline, she should have already discovered the suicide note.

I wonder how badly she was burned.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, with a hint of apology.

But it was immediately suppressed again.

No, I can't be soft-hearted.

In about twenty days, it will all be over.

He closed his eyes again, about to continue analyzing the situation in the capital, but failed to notice—

At that moment, Eleanor was staring blankly at herself.

The candlelight outlined the lines of his handsome profile, and his white hair was bathed in a soft luster under the warm yellow light. With his eyes closed, he looked quiet and gentle, like a lake in the mountains bathed in moonlight.

She didn't know why this person was being so kind to her.

But she dared not ask, afraid that the answer would shatter the sense of security she had finally found.

Finally, she gently climbed into bed, lay down fully clothed, pulled the blanket over herself, and wrapped herself up tightly, leaving only her blue eyes exposed. In the dim light, she quietly looked at the tall, slender figure not far away.

"Goodnight," she whispered.

"Goodnight," Luo Ye replied calmly without opening his eyes.

A gentle night breeze blew through the window, the candlelight went out in an instant, and the room was plunged into a soft darkness.

[System Notification: Elf Girl Eleanor's Affection +10, Current Affection: 30/100 (Budding Trust)]

[System Comment: Host, your tactic of silent gentleness is way too much for this newbie elf just entering society.]

[I suggest you reflect on why you exude such natural charm to everyone.]