Halflings are a relatively rare race, but also a very popular race, they live in the northern Shire mountains, they are not tall, but every halfling is a gourmet. These little ones are optimistic by nature and love to travel, and the vast majority of travelers love to meet them.

"Halfling?" Su Lun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Hey, can you give me some food to taste?" said the halfling as he waved his hand at Suren.

Hathaway looked at the halfling with a grin, it was the first time she had seen this race. Small man, in this Northland wasteland, any place with overgrown weeds, can cover him, if he doesn't jump, no one else can see him, no wonder they will become wanderers, talent is here.

Su Lun nodded and agreed, and the halfling walked into the stone room very familiarly, his steps were light and agile, and he didn't seem to be weak. Lightly next to the bonfire, he smiled and said: "It's really the favor of Lady Luck, I have been walking alone in the Northern Wasteland for many days, and I can finally take a rest." ”

"Hello, Friendly Traveller. ”

"Hello, Your Excellency the Witch. ”

The halfling greeted him familiarly, and then began to introduce himself: "My name is Frodo, Frodo Wine Agras, a gourmand who has traveled the world. ”

"It's a pleasure to meet you here. ”

Hathaway was very curious about the halfling, looking him up and down with big round eyes, Frodo was not angry, looked at Hathaway with a smile, and winked mischievously, and then made a look of dying of hunger and said: "Honorable Witch, can you take pity on me, a halfling who hasn't eaten well all day, can you give me something to eat, I'm dying of hunger." ”

"Hehe, here you go. Hathaway chuckled, then took out a plate and a pair of chopsticks and handed them over, this little girl is also good at learning now, and after handing the chopsticks over, she didn't intend to teach him how to use them at all, but put on a posture of watching a play.

Frodo was also a little confused about the chopsticks, but he couldn't care much about the food, so he grabbed the chopsticks and wanted to fork the fried tenderloin, but he failed several times.

"Alright, Hathaway. Glancing at Hathaway, who couldn't help laughing, Suren shook his head, picked up chopsticks, and showed Frodo, who was sweating profusely, how to use them.

As a wanderer, Frodo's fingers were very nimble, and after just two looks, he managed to learn how to use chopsticks, much better than Hathaway.

Picking up a piece of fried dragon tenderloin with chopsticks, Frodo couldn't wait to bite into it, and then enjoyed the food.

Halflings are a very optimistic race, they like food, tobacco, good wine, they also like to party, they hate boredom, this is a natural optimistic race, unlike the stubbornness of the dwarves, halflings have a gentle personality, of course they have a strong curiosity, and a little cleverness.

They are favored by many gods, and they are also a race that respects gods very much, and they are much more pious than humans, even in the face of some weak gods, they will express their respect.

Halflings love good food, so many halflings travel all over the world, these little people are naturally agile, coupled with their small physique, they are natural wanderers compared to humans, relying on their strong ability to escape danger, they show courage and curiosity that no other race can match.

Of course, these little men also love money, but unlike the misers, they also like to spend money, and as wanderers, these little men often do petty theft, and like to use their own cleverness to solve problems, such as playing tricks on hotel bills.

In most cases, these little men can easily gain the favor of other races, and of course, even if they encounter bad guys, they can easily escape with their agility.

This race is the kind of people who do not make big mistakes, have many minor problems, like food, tobacco, and wine, they do not have their own country, and in their homeland, these halflings also live in a village way. They are protected by the goddess Yodara, the guardian goddess of the god halfling, an ancient deity of great divine power.

Halflings have been bred under her patronage for countless years, and their curiosity has led them to perform acts of death, and this race often appears in epic lore, often making them good companions to the protagonists of the stories, excellent wanderers, and helping them in their quests.

Almost every halfling is a chef, and it's very popular to have someone on the team who is proficient in detection, trapping, stealing, and cooking. Of course, in addition to these, another characteristic of halflings is that they like to brag, because they have traveled to many places, and these halflings are well-informed, so it is common to see some halflings who will brag about their experiences to others.

"Wow, that's delicious. Frodo swallowed the fried dragon tenderloin and kept describing it with all sorts of compliments. "This is the first time I've seen this way of cooking, and although the ingredients used are very simple, I have to say that the food is awesome!"

"It's also a novelty, and it's very easy to make, and it's more flexible than a fork. You're the best cook I've ever seen on a human being, really, I swear!"

"Frodo, are you here to travel the Northlands?" asked Suren with some curiosity.

"Of course. Frodo swallowed the meat in his mouth and said, "I came here to look for spices, and last time I met a caravan, and that caravan accidentally got a little spice, and I bought it and tried to cook it, and it tasted great." ”

"But when I wanted to buy more, the merchant was gone, and finally he said he had bought it from someone else, and I heard the man say that he found it in the Northlands Wastelands. ”

"So you came to the Northlands Wasteland alone in order to find that spice?" Su Lun looked at the halfling a little speechlessly.

"Of course, isn't this delicious spice worth the risk I have to take for it?" said Frodo, in a smirking voice. The others didn't know if it would, but Suren knew that these halflings would really do this.

"By the way, what kind of meat are we eating, and why have I never eaten it before?" asked Frodo suddenly.

"You're lucky, this is the tenderloin of the Ice Pterodactyl, how does it taste?" said Su Lun with a smile.

"Is this dragon meat?" Frodo looked at Suren in surprise, his expression incredulous.

Su Lun shrugged: "Of course, don't you feel the energy in your body? ”

"It's really dragon meat!" Frodo looked at Suren and Hathaway in surprise, "You slain the dragon?"