Elf Dark Insect Master

Some people saw the blood spurting out of the two people who had been stabbed, and screamed in fear, while others shouted things like "death", further causing chaos in the restaurant.

In this case, no one wants to get close to Wutong.

Because this is where the trained non-commissioned officers and the servants they brought with them eat, while the dozens of soldiers in the camp eat in another place.

No one was willing to stop the crazy masked boy at this time, allowing him to easily walk in front of the man named Hill.

The four men were eliminated by others in less than ten seconds. At this time, Hill looked at the other side walking towards him. The gray-white mask made Wutong, who could not see the emotions or anger, become even more disturbing in his eyes. Unpredictable fear.

When he realized that no one would protect him, the brown-haired young man suddenly yelled, turned around and ran away.

"you"

Isaac's face was complicated. He looked at the masked boy holding the hunting knife with blood still dripping from the tip, and he looked frightened in his heart and on his face.

"Ah, I just chopped off four dog paws. Are you so surprised?"

Wutong smiled and sat opposite where Hill originally sat. As for the other people at the previous table, they had already run away.

"You're in big trouble." Yawen saw a group of soldiers rushing in from the door. She couldn't say to be gloating, but she didn't warn them sadly.

"Maybe." Wutong didn't worry too much about himself.

The soldiers came to him, and the team leader among them was a soldier he had seen next to the battalion commander not long ago.

"What's going on? Some people say you killed someone here."

The squad leader, whose position was captain of ten, frowned and looked at the people on the ground who were either lying on the ground or screaming. While asking a few soldiers to check the situation, he asked Wutong, but there was no one. Arrest people immediately.

"No one died. I acted in a measured way. I just played with the other sergeants and chopped off four dog paws. They will recover after lying down for more than ten days. I won't cause any trouble to you." Wutong let out a hoarse laugh. , explained it unhurriedly.

To the surprise of other people here who originally wanted to see Wutong's misfortune, the soldier did not get furious after hearing this. Instead, he nodded in agreement and said: "It's good that no one died, but according to the rules, You still have to come with us."

"But I forget it, let's go." Wutong originally wanted to say that he hadn't eaten dinner yet, but then he thought about it, and he couldn't let the captain of the soldiers lose face by making it too difficult, so he thought to himself that he still wanted to Only by thinking more about others can you build good interpersonal relationships.

I followed the soldier captain and finally came to the tent where the battalion commander was.

The battalion commander felt a headache when he looked at the masked boy. He thought he was a smart man based on his quick compliments in front of Archduke Auster, but he didn't expect that he would cause such trouble in an instant.

The captain of the guard whispered a few words in his ear. After the battalion commander listened, his expression eased, thinking that since no one was killed, it was not a big deal.

"You're really going to cause trouble for me." The battalion commander still spoke first to show off his face.

"I can't help it. I don't know who spread the news about what happened in the tent. I can hear others discussing on the road that I have received a reward from the Grand Duke. Some people are jealous and want to cause trouble. It's impossible for me not to fight back. After all, When someone makes trouble for you, there will be a second time. In order to save you the trouble of the battalion commander in the future, I can only trouble you once now." Wutong behaved extremely calmly and calmly. He had never seen any storms except one. As long as Kuailong releases the Dragon Stars above his head, otherwise just this kind of provocation and aftermath scenes, more than a dozen times a day, can't make his expression change.

The battalion commander heard the implication. The other party was referring to someone who was too talkative.

"You haven't had dinner yet. Our meal times are staggered. If you don't mind, just wait a moment and I'll ask the chef to add your portion."

"Then you're welcome. Please make one more for me to pack. I'll take it back to the maid."

Wutong was really not polite and agreed directly, which made the battalion commander feel like he was suddenly surprised. The polite scene he originally envisioned did not appear.

"I heard that your hometown is Qinglu Town"

"yes"

Let’s drink the side dishes and wine first. There is already such a thing as wine in this era, but it is fruit wine, not an assembly line product mass-produced by factories in later generations.

After chatting for a few minutes, the battalion commander was intrigued by the conversation and found that although the other party was young, his conversation and experience seemed to be quite extraordinary, a bit like those experienced adventurers he had met before. He was free and easy, but he felt it was more like the temperament of those businessmen who traveled all over the world to do business, but no matter what kind of temperament he had, the other party could easily chat with him.

Of course Wutong can talk freely. After all, he was born and grew up in the information age. No matter which part of his memory he grew up in, the environment was the same.

He made up a few short stories at will, adding and modifying them into legendary adventure stories that fit the era, which was enough to make not only the battalion commander in front of him, but also the other soldiers in the room couldn't help but prick up their ears. Listening to him casually talk about these stories makes people feel very fantastic and spectacular.

In this era thousands of years ago, entertainment activities were of course not as abundant as those of later generations, so Wutong, who can now be said to be a guest poet or storyteller, provides this entertainment method that easily attracts these people who are in the military camp again. Soldiers who lead a monotonous life.

Besides, although this person in front of me is a captain, after all, this is just a big island. No matter how much I run around, I just wander around the nearby sea area. No matter how detailed I know, it is only three acres of my own house. Just hear about the land and nearby areas.

When the chef served the dinner one after another, and about a third of the way through, the person who was originally sent out to inquire about the news came back.

"It's okay, just tell me if you have any questions."

The battalion commander said this to the soldier, which meant that there was no need to avoid Wutong's presence and directly report the news he heard.

This soldier was not really stupid. He picked most of the things without any problems and said them again.

"Did Hill send someone to provoke him first?" After the battalion commander heard this, he asked to himself. In fact, he didn't need anyone to answer, because he quickly looked at Wutong and took up the topic himself: "Wuki, Do you know Hill’s background?”

"never heard of that."

"He is from the Auster family, that is, the Grand Duke's nephew. His father is the second brother of the Grand Duke Auster. Although he has no power in the army, his branch manages the sea salt business on Wolf Island. I I guess he has accumulated a lot of wealth over the years, but the problem is that this person is very protective of his shortcomings. If you offend Hill, I'm afraid his father won't let it go so easily."

After Wutong heard this, he just wanted to complain. He had never thought that a story like beating the younger one and the older one would happen to him. He couldn't help but want to beat the Grand Duke's second brother too. Face, does that mean that the Grand Duke’s father is going to cause trouble for him?