The Game of Demon Hunter

An Tuowan couldn't help but waved his hand, "Go down, I think our guests have something important to discuss with me, so there is no need to be polite."

Then the pouting lord with the double chin put on a look of understanding people's sentiments. He kindly looked at the group below, um, most of the guys he didn't know at all, as if they were waiting for the other party to say something important.

In short, he forcibly jumped down the steps, pretending to be perfect. Several followers walked out of the hall in a file with their heads down, not only took away the newcomer, but also thoughtfully closed the hall door.

Antoine heaved a sigh of relief, collapsed, stretched out his hand to undo the first button of his clothes, and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Damn, this is the first time I heard that the noble council will send people to inspect the new The life style of the lord, and whether the daily behavior meets the minimum standard!"

Antoine put on an exaggerated expression, took out a chicken leg out of nowhere, and smiled wryly at several people: "Forgive everyone, I haven't had a full meal in two days since he came. Already!"

The witcher guessed that the other party should be referring to the 'new' attendant, and judging from Antoine's hunger and thirst, the other party's authority is not small.

While Xu Yichen was thinking, An Tuowan had already wiped out the chicken leg in his hand in two bites. The eating appearance belongs to the level that you can eat two more bowls of rice just by watching him eat. The monk and the aboriginal girl who watched couldn't help licking their lips. Wang Yue, who has two long swords on his back, has never talked much. Can't help swallowing.

Depending on the situation, the living conditions of Song people's villages are relatively difficult.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of people, Antoine threw the leftover bones into the corner without any scruples. With a touch of his wrist, another chicken leg appeared in his hand. This fat man used space equipment to hide his food!

Or advanced space equipment! Xu Yichen could tell at a glance that what was on Antoine's wrist was the same series of equipment as what his teacher Sir Gangze had shown to him back then!

It was only now that he could clearly distinguish the difference between space equipment and space equipment.

The first spatial equipment that a witcher acquires is a wallet presented by the witch Altea in the Blind Eye Jewelry House. It can only hold coins, and it seems to be issued by the Church of the Goddess of Wealth.

Later, he bought a small interspatial bag from the dwarves at a high price. This thing is actually quite rare, and most professionals, including superhumans, are using it.

Apart from saving space, it has no effect. Every time you have to reach in and slowly grope for what you want, and there is no weight reduction, it will weigh as much as you put it in.

As for the [Leomeng's Secret Treasure Room] stolen from the Shadow Assassin later, the demon hunters don't even want to estimate how much it is worth. The huge capacity alone is unprecedented!

No wonder the Shadow Assassin was in so much pain at that time, if it wasn't for the fact that his life was almost lost, Xu Yichen would have had to spend another setback. Moreover, the opening of this space equipment is like a safe with a combination lock. It needs to be manually unlocked every time, and it cannot be used to switch weapons during battle.

So when Xu Yichen noticed that Antoine, a fat man, was so reckless, he was moved.

Political commissars are generally action-oriented, and they do what they think. The witcher unlocked [Leomont's Secret Treasure Room] in front of Antoine, and placed his meeting ceremony in the lord's reception hall.

It was a Jingguan building made of clean green leather heads, and on the top was the huge iron-encrusted head donated by the Iron Overlord.

An Tuowan didn't realize it for a while, he gnawed on the chicken leg, why is there a mountain in front of him? Almost to the roof.

The stench that followed made Antoine lose the mood to continue eating chicken legs, and then the brain activated by the smell made the fat man finally realize what was in front of him.

This fat man is indeed a person who has dominated the position of housekeeper for many years. Except for screaming like a woman at the beginning and turning over from the small bench, he basically regained his composure.

As if he heard the movement of the guards outside, Antoine used the small bench as a cover, and kept as far away from the pile of green leather heads as possible: "I'm fine, this bench is a bit small, change it to a bigger one next time." of!"

"Yes, my lord." The person said to be sent by the noble council replied outside, and then the door became quiet again.

"What does this mean!" Antoine asked the witcher and his party in a low voice, "Oh, this smell, you ruined my only chance to eat enough in two days!"

"The territory you gave me has been taken over by a group of greenskins. As your lord of honor, I will give you my booty as a gift!" The witcher stared into the fat man's eyes, but the other party's calmness was beyond his It was so imaginative that the witcher himself was a little unsure if he thought about this fat man wrongly.

"So you think this is a hole I dug for you?" Antoine's small eyes moved back and forth between the heads of the witcher and the pile of green skins: "Do you think I distributed a piece of green skin to you on purpose?" Occupied land?"

The witcher cleared his throat and didn't answer, but the expression on his face clearly told the other party: Yes, that's what I thought.

Antoine got up from the ground, turned around the pile of heads, and counted the number of heads one by one with scrutiny: "You think too highly of me, Lord Demon Hunter! Don't talk about your territory I don’t even know how many human settlements there are outside the city just relying on the trash from the city guard.”

"But I think we can make a deal." The fat man patted a green-skinned head with satisfaction, as if he was satisfied with the washed shiny green bald head: "I know you have gathered a group of refugees and lack supplies. I am willing to provide you with some food, provided that you turn in so many green-skinned heads every month!"

Xu Yichen keenly noticed that An Tuowan's attitude towards him had changed, and he was not as afraid as before. Although Antoine still maintains respect for the witcher, it is entirely based on the fact that the other party understands that the witcher can crush his neck at any time if he wants.

Before that, his respect for himself and the profession of a witcher came more from the authority of this organization than force.

Could it be because the person from the noble council gave him courage? The witcher shook his head, the other party was just an ordinary person who didn't have such conditions at all.

The fat man must have gotten some news to dare to talk to himself like this.

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