As he finished speaking, he glanced sideways and clapped his hands to one of the servants on the edge of his seat.

Everyone in the room looked at Barende with a little surprise, and when they heard him say that he was going to offer a surprise to the jay, they couldn't understand what kind of idea this gray dwarf officer had in his stomach.

In short, Urs, like the Raven, had not reached out for the knife and fork at the table since the beginning of the feast, paying attention to the male drow warriors who were sitting at the same long table as the group, and on the other hand, fearing that Barend's food for his party would be tampered with.

Stonefist and Koto were also vigilant, after all, the orc monks believed that the gray dwarves must have prepared for the arrival of the crowd when they put on this banquet, and the dwarven warriors in the squad could not trust their own distant relatives who lived in the underworld, which was a very accurate confirmation of a pattern that most scholars had summarized.

That is, the elves on the surface and the elves on the ground are as difficult to blend together as fiery fire and cold ice, and the dwarves on the surface are roughly the same as the dwarves underground. On the surface and underground, different subspecies of blood from the same ancestor tend to be at opposite extremes in terms of ideas of good and evil, except for little ones like gnomes who seem to be born with no quarrel with the world.

Thea sat next to Urs's place, her amber eyes not as strong and obvious as Urs, Stonefist, and Koto, but the silver wolf-eared girl was not afraid of an abrupt conflict that would explode in front of her eyes in the next second.

The emblem bracelet of the God of Justice lay silently on her wrist, obscured by the sleeves of the white robe she was wearing.

Although the atmosphere of the banquet was not tense to the point of saber rattling, the confrontation between the team and the Drow warriors was quietly forming, and even Abel's black cat demon pet Thoros shook the tentacles on the side of his mouth finely, as if he felt something, and shrank into the helmet head of the machine man mage and sniffed his nose.

"Not very pleasant smell, Abel." Then, the pitch-black cat demon pet borrowed the psychic link between the master and servant, and informed the machine man mage of his thoughts through spiritual transmission.

"Pure smell?" Able continued to play the role of the Iron Golem guard beside the Raven, standing motionless, responding to his pet in the same way, "Or is it the atmosphere right now, Soros?" ”

"Both." Soros replied, and the voice that came directly into Abel's mind became much more serious than usual for a while, and the golden and green heterochromatic vertical pupils looked through the gap in the helmet blindfold, as if they were still unsuspecting, and just buried their faces in the dinner plate and the delicious food.

and Dorothy, who sat next to the little dwarf girl, who for a moment did not know what to do to look at her.

Belllith's sense of vigilance...... Well, perhaps because the course and experience of the adventure were not sufficient and abundant, she was like a cat seeing a ball of yarn when faced with the temptation of food.

It's no wonder that humans who have lived with gnomes say that every dwarf has a little gluttonous cat living in their heart, they love food and know how to savor every meal of the day, from breakfast, lunch and dinner, to the so-called morning tea, afternoon tea and the indispensable supper...... Well, plus some snacks like gingerbread and sugar bread or something.

In this way, the little girl's performance during the trip was actually very sensible, but she carried some small biscuits for meals along the way, and never complained to everyone about other requirements.

Dorothy hesitantly looked at Bellinglith, whose cheeks were bulging with food, and her sea-blue eyes looked at Urs and the others who were quietly in a confrontation with the Drow warriors, and wondered if she should also show a little toughness to the male dark elves present.

As everyone knows, among the people who participated in this banquet, Moretti was actually the most nervous one, and this time was far more overwhelmed than her......

Soon, at the behest of the grey dwarf officer Barend, a new dining cart was pushed out from behind the side door by several underground gnome minions.

If the hall of this banquet had been accompanied by the music of the bard, the strings of the music would probably have stopped abruptly at this point, and the power to set the mood had been completely transferred to the smell of the roasted meat wafting from the dining car.

Barende looked with satisfaction at the cart carrying a large plate with a dome-shaped lid upside down to hide the meaty food from underneath the lid.

The underground gnomes, with slave collars around their necks, with numb expressions and nimb hands and feet, did not take long to push the dining cart over the edge of the banquet table, and a few lowly servants skilfully removed the plates, which were slightly larger than the normal cutlery, and brought them to the table.

After doing this trivial matter, the servants did not lift the lid from the plate, and bowed slightly to the crow, and then respectfully withdrew.

The Grey Dwarf officer at the other end of the table stood up from his seat, politely folded his fingers, and flapped his right palm to Miss Poet of the Thorn Squad, a gesture that seemed to mean "please".

Raven Bird lowered her gaze, her dark purple eyes casually glanced at the large plate covered with a dome in front of her, and then turned her eyes sideways to signal Bellinglis, who was already hungry and couldn't help rubbing her palms, to come over and open the lid for herself.

Bellinglith nodded like garlic, jumped out of her seat, and trotted over excitedly, tiptoeing a little to let her fingertips reach the lid on the plate.

The little girl smiled in anticipation of the so-called surprise in Barend's mouth, and suddenly thought to herself that the gray dwarf didn't seem to be as bad as it was rumored......

However, after she reached out to remove the lid of the dome-shaped dinner plate from the large plate, the lively little girl glanced at the contents of the plate expectantly, and was so frightened that she threw away the lid in her hand, and the ball of honey lizard meat that she had not fully swallowed in her mouth followed by her burying her head and vomiting out.

The discomfort in the stomach was accompanied by several frowning chills that burrowed into the throats of others.

Everyone's eyes fell on the unlided dinner plate. Thea and Dorothy opened their eyes wide, and quickly raised their hands to cover their mouths, and turned their heads to the edge of the table.

Although the personalities of Urs, Stonefist, and Koto were different, the faces of the three of them suddenly changed in the direction of surprise after witnessing what kind of "surprise" the gray dwarf named Barend had for his group.

After the surprise, it was the anger from the bottom of my heart.

For on the plate that had been lifted by Bellingis, they saw the corpse of a dwarf underground, and the smell of the meat emanating from the sauce-smeared and smoked meat emanated from the cooked corpse, which seemed to be the size of a toddler......

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