"Ha ha."

Kuruma wanted to laugh a lot and mocked the young man who pretended to be arrogant and ignorant, but the reserve he developed for many years did not allow him to do so. The actual ruler of Atlas, the future Emperor Atlas, naturally could not do such a disobedient thing.

But, the bug just now, no, Thunder Slime, is so good, give me a good vent! Look at this kid's stupid look!

Kuruma is not a Norzk supremacist, he is just an extreme egoist. In his opinion, nothing cannot be traded. Since this young alchemist from Dorand can provide a way to capture Thunder Slime, what if he has fought for hundreds of years?

However, this guy exuded a sense of contempt in his bones.

Yes, contempt. His contempt for himself, his contempt for Atlas, his contempt for the entire Nozk. Although this guy was obviously well educated, his words were gentle and humble, and his actions were polite, he always revealed an inexplicable, unfounded confidence and arrogance in his inadvertent words and deeds. It seemed that everything here was a joke of the uncivilized savages in the primeval forest.

The more it is related to alchemy, the more obvious this contempt it is. Kuruma feels that this guy is disliked more and more. Every word he says seems to be sarcastic, and every opinion seems to be ridiculing! But he knows little about this damn realm called alchemy and cannot fight back!

Disgusting, disgusting!

Now, this disgusting guy was slapped in the face by a slime! In the field he is best at, he was slapped in the face by a slime!

Kurumadon felt refreshed and said with a faint smile: "How can a foolish mortal who created all things in the world and who doesn't even care about God's will try to steal God's authority and think he is in control of everything?"

Christian, with a pale face, was stunned and could not say a word. He had not recovered from the failed blow.

Kuruma smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'm not anxious about this matter. Think slowly, think carefully, find a perfect solution. I want to go to the monkey nest to see you. You are here to watch. If it goes well, I will come to meet you when I kill the fake prince. Well, I'll take two people away, and the rest will be left for you."

This sentence made Christian react: "But, but Lord Kuruma, we are at least one day away from the giant monkey nest, and it will take two days to travel. If you are not here..."

Kuruma waved his hand generously: "It's okay, as long as you are unbeaten, you will win. Persevere until I come back! By the way, in order to prevent you from continuing to incite Thunder Slime, you'd better move the camp backwards the young man. You're about to get the opportunity to command the elite forces of Atlas. Do it well, don't let me down, hahahaha."

After laughing, Kuruma turned around and left gracefully, and his movements were not like those of an old man in his sixties at all.

Christian's face was ashes.

Seeing Kuruma walk out of the tent, the adjutant standing beside him stepped forward and said, "I am the sacrificial ceremonial officer Nerutel. When the high priest is away, you will decide the general policy. Leave the specific and detailed tasks and implementation to me. If the subordinates are not good at doing things, please execute me immediately."

Christian smiled bitterly. As soon as Kuruma left, he could command the elite priests of Atlas and the direct subordinates of Kuruma? Forget it, just do whatever you like. When you return to Dorand, he organized an expedition team to come over!

Thinking of this, he forced a smile and said, "Then I'll be the ceremonial officer. Now, in order to avoid revenge from Thunder Slime, we'd better retreat three kilometers."

"I understand." Nerutel nodded and immediately arranged for execution.

Christian sighed helplessly and sat down in the chair. The pain of failure once again came like a tide, and he needed to be quiet.

At the corner of the table not far from him, a slender wasp was falling there. The wasp's eyes flashed and saw clearly what was happening in the tent.

"George!" said Dak, "Kuruma went to the giant monkey camp, we couldn't fight the ambush! Yupanki and Ramos could no longer hold on, and Kuruma... must adjust the plan, should Enya return to the aid?"

"Don't panic, trust Yupanki and Ramos!"

Isabella was also anxious: "It is not difficult for them to survive, but the warriors and prince of Tulansova will die!"

"First, reinforcements are about to arrive. Second, Kuruma will never reach the Giant Monkey Camp!"

"Reinforcements? Impossible! Tennotiran is out of reach, the second team is far away in Atlas, and a small tribe like Pagziano not to mention that we have played all the cards in our hands!"

"All cards? I hid one more card when dealing, and another one was hidden under the tablecloth in advance. It's enough, you can rest assured. As for Kuruma, after our struggle, he has successfully transferred him to the giant monkey camp. Next, we will drag him back with a raid at the right time! This is the gate of hell opened for him!"

“When should I do it?”

"Don't worry, let Kuruma walk for a while first. In twenty-two hours, eliminate the leaderless Kuruma camp!"

Isabella was unhappy: "The teammates are fighting bloody, but we have to wait for a whole day?"

George said in surprise: "Who said we should wait? If Kuruma is not here, we will have nothing to do? We will continue to fight fiercely with no less intensity than theirs!"

Dark laughed and said, "I understand. You have to take advantage of the enemy's alchemist's chance to scare and retreat and get the Thunder Slime first!"

"Correct! We have twenty-two hours to rush straight to the core area of ​​the swamp and capture Thunder Slime. It is possible to fight against the epic creature, Hydra, the guardian of the swamp! Are you ready?"

The two of them answered in unison: "No problem!"

"Before this, I have to set up some small bait for the alchemist on the opposite side. If he really scares away, he will not be able to drag Kuruma back."

"What bait?"

"Of course it's a bait that the alchemist cannot refuse!"

At this time, in the tent of Kuruma's temporary camp, Nerutel was reporting to Christian. "Sir Christian, you are ready and can retreat at any time."

Christian finally sighed: "Okay, let's wait!"

He jumped up suddenly!
Chapter completed!