Claude didn't know why the young mage and the big black wolf wanted to hide in this mountain forest and live an unknown life. He could clearly see the hostility and wariness in the young mage's eyes. Although he effortlessly subdued the young mage, he had no intention of delving deeper and must find out the whole story.
Claude, who traveled to this different world, still retained the most basic moral bottom line of his previous life, respecting others. Since the young mage was unwilling to communicate with him, he would not force her to leave the food and other things he had brought with him. He just wanted to help the young mage and simply helped without asking for anything in return. Because he understood how difficult it was to live alone in the mountains and forests without communicating with the outside world. What he saw in the shack explained everything.
Looking back again, he saw that the young mage had untied the hemp rope binding the big black wolf, and one person and one wolf were looking at him blankly. Claude smiled, waved to the young mage, and turned away amidst the howling of wolves.
Maybe you can ask the old man of the village chief about the origin of this young mage. The villagers of Squirrel Village are hiding the news that this young mage is hiding in the mountains and forests, and they should know something about it. Now that I have seen the young mage and the big black wolf, I think the village elder will not hide them anymore.
On his way back, Claude headed directly towards Squirrel Village, instead of taking the same path he came from. In fact, from this direction, you only need to climb over a small ridge and two mounds to reach the hillside with groves of trees behind Squirrel Village. Then follow the path down the hillside to Squirrel Village, which is nearly half the distance.
It was probably after nine o'clock in the evening when we arrived at Squirrel Village. Looking at the shabby houses and shacks in the dark Squirrel Village, I guess the villagers had gone to bed early. Claude planned to talk to the village elder tomorrow, and first went back to the camp to get some food.
After grabbing some random things in the kitchen on the first floor, Claude walked upstairs. As soon as he went upstairs, Claude's face darkened, because all the furniture in his bedroom was placed in the corridor. Markchi, the bastard, was still standing in the empty room, frowning and thinking: "Where is it hidden?"
"What are you doing?" Claude said in a long tone with a straight face. This bastard was so courageous that he emptied the entire room just to find the two bottles of good wine he had hidden. It seemed that he was not going to teach him a lesson. No more.
"Uh" Markchi was startled, and then he realized that Claude was standing in front of him with a dark face, and he quickly stood at attention: "Sir, because the rainy season is coming soon, I'm worried that your room will be too stuffy, so I'll take advantage of the opportunity when you go out today. All the furniture should be moved out to ventilate it, and some insect repellent powder should be scattered to avoid mold spots during the rainy season."
"So I should thank you." This bastard was obviously looking for the two bottles of good wine he had hidden, but he still made his excuse so fair. It was obvious that he came to his room after thinking of an excuse. .
"You're welcome. It's the subordinate's duty to serve the superior." Mark Qi, the bastard, was still crawling along the stalk.
"Haha, Markchi, you bastard." Claude laughed angrily at him and poked his chest with his finger: "You and I know very well what you want to do. But your excuse is very good, I I can't punish you. Now I'll give you ten minutes to restore my room to its original condition. By the way, I'll tell you some news. This morning I asked Michael and Germi to go to the battalion headquarters and ask them to buy more wine in the town. If someone displeases me, I don’t mind imposing a ban on alcohol during the rainy season so that he can’t drink a drop of alcohol.”
"I understand, sir, don't worry, I'll restore your room to its original state immediately." Markchi immediately ran downstairs, then with a loud voice, he ordered the two signal soldiers living in the utility room to go upstairs immediately. Help him move furniture. This guy had enough self-awareness to know that he alone would not be able to put the heavy furniture back into place within ten minutes.
Maybe I was too indulgent and accommodating to this bastard, and Claude was still reflecting on it until he was lying on the bed, but as a sergeant, Markchi was the squadron leader of the squadron under Claude. If we exclude this squadron, there are only two artillery groups of ten soldiers who directly take orders from Claude, plus a signal corpsman, Mike, and three big men named Germi.
Chief Markchi is the second in command of this camp, and Claude is the second in command.