Chapter 3267: Spitz's evil taste

So, don’t let the apostle hold grudges against you, because the apostle is almost immortal, and even if it’s really dead, it can be resurrected.
Fortunately, I am not the one who has made enemies with the apostle. Otherwise, I will be restless and fearful all day long.
After staying on the island for a few hours, I boarded the airship and sailed to Fort Witch.
After this trip, I haven't seen my dear foster father, my heroic father-in-law, and my brother-controlled uncle.
After getting off the airship, I strolled through the bunker security check...This is not appropriate. In fact, the security checkers did not check me at all and let me go, and they were extremely flattering.
This is no wonder.
Master Dewey once asked me to support him and walk through every street and alley corner of Fort Witch.
Since then, my name has resounded throughout Fort Witch.
Later, the two majesty ordered the painter to draw a bust of me and distribute it to every adventurer who served in the army. The purpose was to tell them to recognize people clearly and stop using me as a human spy.
Since then, I have also become famous in Fort Witch's army.
Because of this, all the dwarf adventurers who have served in the military are familiar with this dignified face of me, and those familiar with it are more familiar than myself.
When they saw me in person, the first thought that flashed through their minds was that this man was the son of Master Dewey.
The second year is-this person has the same status as two sires and must not be messed up.
Ever since, did he have that flattering posture.
I don't care much about it, just respond to their flattery in a friendly way.
As soon as I walked into the pedestrian street, an extremely luxurious carriage stopped in front of me.
As soon as the car stopped, the door was immediately opened, and a familiar face appeared before my eyes.
Huh? Isn't this the minister of the palace? What is he here for?
I wondered in my heart.
The "His Royal Highness" the minister in charge twitched his mouth and revealed a bright smile: "Please get on the carriage, Master Dewey and your two majesty are waiting for you in the palace."
"Oh...oh" I answered and followed him into the car in a daze.
In the car, I curiously asked: "Why are you here?"
The minister in charge trembled, and said in fear: "His Royal Highness forgive the sins. Is it the little one who did not do a good job? Did you provoke your Highness?"
"No, no" I shook my head: "You are doing well, I'm just curious, don't you usually assist your father-in-law and uncle in the office?"
The minister in charge heard the words, heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness is right. The villain usually assists the two majesty in the office, but today is different."
"What is the difference?"
"Today, your Royal Highness is back. Master Dewey and your two majesty are waiting for you in the palace, but my task is only one, to pick you up and return to the palace."
"So that's it." I nodded: "Thanks for your hard work."
"If your Highness is anywhere, it would be a blessing for the villain to be hereby ordered to come..."
The minister in charge just opened up all kinds of flattering words, and it made me feel comfortable, and even the boredom of the road was relieved a lot.
When I arrived at the gate of the palace, under the service of the minister in charge, I got out of the carriage, and at a glance I saw the three heavyweights waiting at the gate. I hurried up the stairs and hugged them: "Foster father, father-in-law, uncle , I miss you guys!"
Master Dewey said ‘um’, but he couldn’t help but shed old tears.
On the contrary, the Goblin King was very dissatisfied: "Why should I be called the idiot of the Dwarf King first, I am your uncle!"
"Xiaowenzi, you count as a yarn!" Dwarf Wang said with a bright voice: "A son-in-law and a half, my relationship with him is second only to my brother."
"Oh, you dare to scold me, believe it or not, I'm fighting with you!" The Goblin King shouted sharply.
"As long as you don't move your teeth, I will let you two feet and one hand!" The Dwarf King said with disdain.
Seeing that the two majesty once again fell into the atmosphere of tit-for-tat, the guards on the side had long been used to the guards who should be on guard and the guards who should be on guard.
Master Dewey ignored the two of them, took my hand, and said, "Go, let's go in, regardless of these two fools."
After entering the palace, coming to the side hall, serving refreshments, and repelling outsiders, we opened the chattering box and chatted about this trip to the devil world.
I may conceal something from outsiders, but I will not hide from Master Dewey.
After explaining all the content of this journey, Master Dewey was surprised at the strength I have now.
"Apostle, I still know some of them. Any one of them has a combat power comparable to an army composed of national power. You can fight with them for a long time. This is enough to prove that you have combat power that surpasses national power."
"If it's an ordinary national power, I'm naturally not ashamed, but if it's a top national power, I can't do it, it's a far cry."
While shaking my head, I spoke out my thoughts.
"It's good to have self-knowledge," Master Dewey smiled and said, "Work hard."
Afterwards, Master Dewey said again: "Although there is no way to verify the alien visitor, I choose to believe you. Therefore, I will select elites in advance and train combat troops, but accordingly, you have to talk to your apostle friends. Let's say it."
I looked puzzled: "What?"
"I need to be able to train their instructors" Master Dewey said: "About this matter, I think Luke, Spitz, or those giant dragons are fine, but I am more optimistic about Spitz and the others. After all, Luke is more like a scientist than a fighter with strong combat effectiveness."
"It seems that it is true" I nodded.
Although I agree that Luke is stronger than Spitz and the others, I agree more with the statement that Luke is a scientist.
It is said that in the ‘last battle’, Luke became an invincible and invincible power by drawing on the power of the black nightmare, rather than relying on his own apostle power.
This gives me the feeling that Luke is a drug player who is good at fighting drugs, not a combat lunatic who really loves fighting.
In contrast, Spitz is better at close hand-to-hand combat.
Of course, if there are other options, I would not choose Spitz either, because he is more hand-to-hand, better at intrigue and breathing dragons.
Especially the breath of dragon breath is his favorite.
Don't you see, the tomb where it was once sealed is full of the smell of poisonous gas. Those are the dragon's breath spit out by Spitz, formed after hundreds of millions of years of evaporation.
In other words, it can also be said that Spitz is a wickedly funny guy. When dealing with enemies, he rarely chooses to kill him tenderly at once, but instead burns the opponent through the dragon's breath, or poisons him to death.
As for him, he enjoyed the pain and wailing of the enemy before he died.
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