Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

After that, Jean Tocque settled down with peace of mind. He could enjoy his own large tent with spacious and comfortable space.

All the tents were neatly set up on a stone-paved platform, and the floor modules were carefully added inside the tents, making them dry and comfortable to walk on. Soon, someone brought in the marching furniture, including beds, bedding, washbasins, buckets, and a folding bookshelf. Although the tents were small, they had everything they needed.

Jean Tocque was temporarily appointed as the training supervisor, and the tent was quickly built, suitable for all seasons. The doors, windows and tent tops have many different specifications of accessories, which can be adjusted at any time according to needs to ensure comfort.

This kind of tent was not only expensive, but Jean Tocque had never seen one before.

There is a charcoal stove and a copper refrigerator in the center of the tent. Anyway, there is plenty of ice in the castle. In summer, there are support personnel who deliver ice every day. The treatment in the military camp is basically the same for everyone, and all are top-level configurations and guarantees.

Such perfect logistical support often plays a key role in war. For soldiers, good living conditions can not only improve their combat effectiveness, but also enhance their sense of belonging and loyalty.

In today's era, having such thoughtful protection is undoubtedly a great advantage for this team.

Kashin took Jean Tocque to see Grandpa Nick. The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was blowing gently as they headed to the bedroom in Grandpa's manor.

Coming in front of Grandpa Nick, Kashin smiled and solemnly introduced the two to each other, "Grandpa Nick, this is Jean Toque. From now on, you can leave the training to Jean Toque."

Grandpa Nick's eyes were filled with gentleness and welcome as he said, "Welcome to join us, warriors. I'm old now, and I can only train soldiers reluctantly. It's great that there are senior hunters supervising us. I'll gather all the warriors to meet the supervisor later." Grandpa Nick's weather-beaten face was full of traces of time, but at this moment he was filled with relief.

"I dare not. You are too modest, old man. I have never trained in the regular army and I know nothing about scouts. I still need your advice..." Jean Tocque was very humble. He lowered his head slightly, clasped his hands together, and looked sincere. He really felt that he lacked experience in this area.

"It's okay. They have already mastered the basic skills of the regular army. It's just a matter of practice makes perfect. The warrior hunter subject is a compulsory course for them. You just need to teach them according to the situation..." Grandpa Nick waved his hand and comforted Jean Toc.

Kashin continued, "The hunter profession is also the focus of their training. Let's train these young people when we have nothing to do. There's no need to be restrained."

Personal bravery is one thing, and the ability to train soldiers is another. It all depends on Jean Tocque's performance. No one is born with the ability to train soldiers. It takes a process.

This is just like in the long river of history, countless generals have gradually grown from being young and immature to becoming famous generals on the battlefield with great command.

After the three of them chatted for a while, Kashin carefully took out the pet eggs of Ranger Eagle and Blue Magpie from his space ring and placed them in a wooden box. The eggs all had the Mercenary Association's detailed identification marks.

"Captain, these are all species in our country. Each one is a high-end pet egg. I understand their living habits." Jean Toc's eyes were full of surprise and confidence, as if he had already seen how majestic these pets would be when they grew up.

"That's good. Distribute them to some soldiers and take good care of each one so that the species can reproduce here! Jean, these precious pet eggs are in your custody." Kashin handed the pet eggs to Jean Tok, his eyes full of trust.

"Captain is resourceful. These bird eggs are very valuable. It is not easy to collect so many at once. It requires a huge amount of merit to exchange them..." Jean Toc was amazed and solemnly took the pet eggs with both hands.

He took out a stack of skill books from the space ring, which allowed almost every warrior who adopted a pet to have a corresponding skill book. These were given by the Mercenary Association.

"Grandpa, after the warriors receive the pet eggs, ask Magician Rupert for help. It is estimated that his crystal ball can hatch these bird eggs. If that doesn't work, you can go to the Mercenary Association." Kashen looked at Grandpa Nick with a serious expression.

"Well, it seems that I have brought back some good things from this trip abroad..." Grandpa Nick replied with a smile, his eyes full of expectations for the future...

The growth and progress of a team often depends on the addition of new members and the continuous integration of resources. Just like this small group, new members bring new skills and ideas, while precious pet eggs and skill books inject new vitality and possibilities into the development of the team.

After Jean Toque became familiar with the environment of the manor, Kashin stopped caring about it and let Grandpa cooperate with Jean Toque to train the soldiers...

He smiled and went back to the manor to take a nap. He was tired after a day and night of running around and needed to recover his energy urgently.

On the other hand, the Pumasai Palace was in chaos at this time. The court magician of the Principality of Taixi was in the court, enumerating Kashin's sins.

It turns out that he actually killed the magician on the spot at the Magic Association's teleportation array. He hopes Pumasai can give an explanation.

The king sat upright, listening to the cause and effect of the incident with a serious expression. The other party was naturally eloquent, picking out the words that were favorable to them, and of course would not say anything that was unfavorable to them. So in their mouths, Kashin's action was purely killing people for fun without reason, and all the faults were completely put on Kashin.

Upon hearing this, his minister glared at him and asked, "Do you believe that a diplomat from a great country like mine would kill people for no reason? Framing people with no reason will seriously affect the diplomatic etiquette of the two countries. So I hope you can speak more objectively. What you said is totally untrue. What was the motive of our envoy for killing? Is it just to oppress the weak? This doesn't make sense from any angle..." The minister's voice was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes were firm and majestic.

The Western envoy still argued, "Anyway, your envoy did kill someone. As for the motive for the murder, only he himself knows. This is the fact. My king needs your country to give an explanation, hand over the criminal to us for trial, and demand compensation to calm this incident. Otherwise, your country is a heretic, and its envoys are barbaric and rude. It will not sound good if it gets out. Besides, my king has a strong army and joins the ranks of fighting against the enemy, which is worrying for your country's situation..."

His words were full of threats and intimidation, and his arrogant look was disgusting.

Upon hearing this, the king could not help but laugh out loud. The laughter echoed in the palace, shaking everyone's heart: "Your small country, seeing that we are in danger, you also want to pounce on us and take a bite. Hahahaha, what kind of world is this? Although my country is a little chaotic, it is a piece of cake to destroy your Principality of Taixi. I don't think it's a big deal for our envoys to kill your magician. People from small countries are arrogant, and they need to be beaten often before they can learn their lessons!" The king's voice was as loud as a bell, full of domineering aura, showing the power of a great country.

The envoy from Taisi was a court magician. He was so angry at these words that his face turned red and his whole body trembled. He was speechless: "You, Your Majesty, are indeed a heretic. You are too evil. You don't even observe the basic etiquette. It is simply unbelievable that you threaten a small country here..." His eyes were full of anger and helplessness.