The fifth king of the elves

Chapter 122 122. The Devil Named Luther

Mai has already arrived in front of the glass passage with her clothes in her arms, and is about to step up the glass passage.

It didn't take long to walk the 20-meter-long glass bridge. From the moment Mai stepped onto the bridge, Wan Nianqing stared at Luther steadfastly.

Luther threw the communicator and looked back at Wannianqing with a half-smile.

Mai had already reached the middle of the glass bridge, but Luther still had the same expression.

In just a few breaths, the bouncing Mai was about to pass the glass bridge.

Luther's expression did not change.

Mai just passed the glass bridge and came to Luther.

Wan Nianqing noticed that a trace of regret appeared on Luther's face.

He was right, what a pity!
Wan Nianqing's scalp was numb, and he was sure that what Luther said was true.

If there was a real train problem, he'd literally sit back and watch those people die just to watch a super-cool spin.

If he wanted, he could sacrifice Mai in exchange for the guilt the two champions felt towards her.

If he wanted to... I can still remember the intoxicated look on his face when he discussed those killing methods, Wan Nianqing was sure that Luther would definitely try it out if he had the chance.

"Where's your tyrannosaur and lightning ball?" Luther threw the communicator to Wannianqing, seeming very dissatisfied with the current situation.

Luther's eyes made Wan Nianqing feel uncomfortable... as if he was looking at where his limbs should start, what size collar is right for him, what size iron can with spikes is right for him...

"I...I'm just making a...joke with you."

Luther chuckled: "That won't work, Wannianqing, you are an empty-handed white wolf. It is a joke to exchange my dream monster, and there is no sincerity."

Luther stood up, and Wan Nianqing quickly retreated a distance, dragging the stool.

"Mai, are you back so soon?"

Mai smiled and picked up a light blue skirt: "Does it look good?"

"It's hard to say, I can't judge if you don't wear it."

"That's right, don't sit still, go over there with me, I'll put it on so you can give me advice."

After finishing speaking, Mai saw Wannianqing who was staring blankly at Luther.

"Do you know?"

"I just met, but I hit it off very well." Luther replied with a smile, "Can you give me a few minutes, I will find you after I chat with him, oh, and buy me a glass of lemonade by the way."

After Mai left, Luther sat back in his seat.

Wan Nianqing felt that his brain had completely exploded, damn Qilan, the Luther mentioned in the report and the Luther he saw were not the same person at all!

That brainless guy, Qilan, was totally hoodwinked!
Luther hiding under that relaxed face is clearly a terrifying and treacherous devil, he is the real devil.

He lied to Sirona, Carunai, and everyone around him. They all thought he was a harmless person, and Wan Nianqing thought so before coming here.

Yet he is not at all.

He can be even more unscrupulous than himself for the purpose. Wan Nianqing likes to admire people struggling in pain, but he is very resistant to killing people by himself.

He killed Oleander because of the situation, and more often he used the method of attacking the mind to destroy a person's psychological defense, so that the opponent obediently gave him what he wanted.Then tell him that everything is a joke, and the huge gap is enough to drive those fragile guys crazy.

Isn't it the same way that strong as oleander was ruined?
Today is no exception, but the method that has been tried and tested has become a feast for Luther to enjoy the sacrifice.

The non-existent explosion tore off the mask on Luther's face, and it was so strong that Wan Nianqing wanted to feel sick and vomit.

He thinks that he is not stained with blood, stays far away from the battlefield, and watching the people below fight and howl, it is the best to point out the country himself.

But Luther is different. He can feel that Luther is willing to practice it himself.

If it wasn't for the alliance not having the death penalty, he would definitely encourage the alliance to use the terrorist methods he told about, and he didn't know where they came from.

It seems that Qilan really wasn't killed by oleander.

Thinking about it, Oleander cared so much about the mob, how could he let go if he had the chance to capture a core member alive...

Who could do such a thing except a madman with a mad heart.

"evergreen."

Hearing Luther calling his name, Wan Nianqing trembled.

"What do you want to say?" Wan Nianqing forced himself to be calm.

"I'm wondering if my shot here can force you to do something I'm looking forward to."

Wan Nianqing opened her eyes wide, stood up abruptly, stepped back, put her hands on her waist, and looked around.

Luther also stood up, put his hands on his belt, and squeezed out a poke ball.

Wan Nianqing broke out in cold sweat: "If you move again, I will die with you!"

Luther frowned, and Wan Nianqing was relieved by this action.

Since Luther had so many crazy ideas that he wanted to realize, he should cherish his life very much, and the threat of dying together had an effect.

He didn't know why his goal was so low, Wan Nianqing just wanted to get out, the person in front of him was an extremely selfish lunatic.

"Let's take a step back, I'll leave, you continue your pretend game, we don't interfere with each other."

Luther repeated the phrase non-interference playfully, and asked with a smile, "Temporarily, or permanently?"

Wan Nianqing replied decisively: "Yongjiu, since you are interested in Sirona and Karuna, we are happy to see it happen."

Luther shook his head and took a sudden step forward.

Wan Nianqing backed away in a panic, and the three elf balls were caught out and blocked in front of him.

"How can I believe what you said is true? I don't think you are credible." Luther said.

"You can help us destroy the league champion, why should I attack you!"

Wan Nianqing answered almost instantly. He saw that Luther had tapped the poke ball and made a gesture of making a move.

If it falls into the hands of the Interpol, at most he will be beaten up and sent to prison for life.

Oleander hated herself so much that she probably wanted to kill herself, but compared with Luther, death was definitely the best end.

Wan Nianqing doesn't want to bet on Luther's kindness, but if there is any possibility, if it falls into Luther's hands, Luther will definitely recruit all the knowledge he knows like a treasure.

Luther showed a thoughtful expression, and in the oppressive atmosphere, Wan Nianqing was ready to escape at any time.

"My game is very complicated. It's hard to get to this point and get mixed up with them. If something goes wrong because of your reasons, and I can't enjoy the fun I should have, do you know what I will do?"

Wannianqing shook his head.

"Every time I see a member of the mob, I will try to see if my skills are rusty. I don't mind if you come together, just... I need a lot of materials. If you are dead, the alliance probably can't say anything about me, right?"

Wan Nianqing swallowed, and threw a silver metal pendant engraved with two broken wings into Luther's hand.

"One of the beacons of the rabble, this is my sincerity. As long as they see this sign, they will never harass you."

Luther picked it up and took a look: "There won't be anything fatal in it, or a positioning device."

"There is a positioning device. Since we are cooperating, I should know a little about you."

Luther thought for a while, and stuffed the rabble's pendant into his pocket.

"Again, don't ruin my game experience, otherwise, I may not be able to control myself, if I find that the meat in my mouth is flying... Believe me, I am willing to be with you..."

"One for one." Luther grinned when he said these three words.

"As a core member of the rabble, I, Wannianqing, assure you that I will not interfere with your game."

Luther nodded, and looked at Evergreen who was still on guard against him.

"You want me to keep you down for dinner? Disappear, will you?"

"Disappear immediately, understand? You have affected me and Mai shopping!"

Wan Nianqing turned his head to push away from the crowd, and ran away without looking back.

He didn't take the elevator, which was too slow, he jumped up and down the stairs with amazing speed.

He didn't think about spraining himself, or falling, he just wanted to stay away from this guy who didn't look like a living person at all.

This guy looks at everyone like a piece of meat!

Not long after Wan Nianqing left, Mai with lemonade came to Luther who was still standing.

She handed the lemonade to Luther, but found that Luther didn't answer it, but kept staring at herself.

Some blushing sackcloth just wanted to avoid Luther's sight, but found that Luther took the lemonade and gulped it down.

Not sour?
Mai looked at Luther's sweaty face, thinking that he was really thirsty, and couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Such a big man, wouldn't he buy something to drink when he's thirsty? If I don't buy it for you, am I going to die of thirst?"

Probably too sour, so sour that Luther was crying, he suddenly took Mai's hand, squeezed away from the crowd, found Sirona who had just finished the spa, and pushed her to the next door to buy clothes.

Every time Mai comes out of the fitting room, Luther always praises Mai in different ways. It is the first time that Mai has seen Luther's amazing reserve of rhetoric.

People like Sirona blushed when they heard this, and they really couldn't figure out why Luther suddenly changed his temper. Is this the same person who even found it troublesome to go shopping with girls just now?
Sirona also entered the fitting room, but Luther's compliment clearly added some suggestions.

What color is not suitable for Sirona, what skirt style is wrong, what skirt is ugly...

"Double standards are serious."

Sirona curled her lips, twisted herself in the mirror, and wrapped up a long black dress that looked good on trial.

Luther talked a lot, almost to the point of eloquence, the linen was almost melted by Luther's words, and Luther held his hand and walked around the mall in a daze.

When he was leaving, Mai had bought enough to fill up a small cart, and he had to send someone from Karuna to pick them up before transporting them back.

Luther bought new ornaments for each of his elves, and then held them for a long time before letting go.

Sirona was driving the car, the evening wind was blowing, and the sun was setting. Luther looked at the fiery sunset and suddenly smiled.

"Send someone Wan Nianqing, you should be a suspicious person, right, don't... don't let me down."

(End of this chapter)