The dinner was held in the royal city of Lokudan. After the war, everyone in the Luogudan coalition army felt extremely tired, and the brief relief and joy after the war could provide some comfort to those who had witnessed death on the battlefield all year round.

"Now, then, Butos the Adventurer. How did you become the old mage's savior?" asked Butos with a smile as he sipped his wine in the corner of the banquet hall.

"Just follow the guide, I don't work as hard as the Luogudan defenders. Butos also had a glass of beer in his hand, the first time he had drunk something like this.

Eramos squinted his eyes and looked at the last remaining horseman and the severed elf Silace. The old mage of humanity could imagine and could not imagine how these warriors guarding Rogudan fought against the orcs in the days when he was asleep, and in the days when the coalition forces had not yet arrived.

In the center of the banquet hall sat dwarves, and although they were not very party like, they had no resistance to wine and food. The dwarf king Handa and the horseman king Bogusa were sitting on a mountain of wine barrels and competing for the amount of wine, and by the light of the fire, it seemed that the king of Luogudan was a little drunk first.

"Handa doesn't have the best amount of alcohol among the dwarves," Eramus laughs.

Butos waited with interest for Eramus to say why.

"The dwarves who can really drink should be drinking with a barrel, like the ones over there. Eramus explained.

Butos looked in the direction Ilamos was pointing, and at the edge of the banquet hall, a dozen dwarves were drinking with barrels, their beards covered in beer foam.

'I have a question, Erasmus. Butos placed the glass in his hand on the wooden table and said.

Eramos squinted and smiled, looking forward to Butos' question.

Butos fixed his gaze on the dwarves and asked, "I want to know, are the dwarves and giants of the same race?"

Eramos hurriedly motioned to Butos to lower his voice: "My child, if you say such things in front of the dwarves, then you will be in trouble!"

"I know, Mr. Erasmus. Butos smiled a little embarrassedly: "Old Butos once told me that dwarves and giants are old enemies, and what dwarves cannot forget for generations is the ability to fight giants. However, I feel that dwarves and giants have a lot of similarities, such as ...... Love beer and proportions?"

"Where have you seen giants, haven't you?" said Erasmus, stroking his long beard slightly.

"Yes, on the Belgaard Mountains. Beatrice almost became their food. ”

"Hahahaha!" Iramos laughed, "the giants of the Bel Mountains, they are the lowest giants. ”

Butos couldn't help but laugh as he thought about the giants.

"Thousands of years ago, the dwarves and giants were originally a race, called the 'Agayrods'. Eramos took a slow sip of his beer, and then began to tell Butos stories that even old Butos didn't know: "This race calls itself 'descendants of the Protoss', and you may definitely be a little funny, but at that time, they definitely had the ability to match the title." ”

"The people of the Agayrode are naturally strong and strong, and they are not only free from disease but also have the ability to foresee calamity. Originally, this was a powerful race. But then, due to different hobbies, they split. ”

Butos was a little surprised: "What?

"That's right, Butos the Adventurer. It's that simple. Eramus laughed, "Half of the Agayrods are keen on mining minerals and have a passion for gemstones, while the other half are passionate about the art of combat. Precious stone-loving races believe that since they have a talent for mining minerals, they should carry it forward, while race, who are keen on fighting skills, feel that the 'descendants of the Protoss' should constantly improve their god-given physique. In this way, their contradictions grew bigger and bigger, and eventually the ethnic group split. ”

"But...... Why are the dwarves and giants so much different?" asked Butos.

A pleasant, crisp voice reached Butos's ears with great beauty: "Because the ancestors of the dwarves were keen to mine minerals, their huge bodies were inconvenient for them to move underground, and they were cursed with treasures, which was also a punishment for their greed for possessions. ”

Butos looked in the direction from which the voice came, and when Butos saw everything through the light of the fire, he couldn't help but be a little stupid.

It was a female elf, a female elf far more beautiful than the moon and the stars. Her beauty could not be described in any language, and if there was one word to describe her face and figure in the languages of all races on the whole continent, there would probably be no one more close to her than "perfect."

Eramos stood up and bowed slightly to the elf, "Honorable Princess Mirranka. ”

The elven princess Mirranka smiled back, then helped Erasmus to his feet, and said with a smile, "I did not participate in the war, but I came to participate in the celebration, but I am far less noble than a warrior like you. ”

Both Eramus and Millranka burst out laughing.

While Butos was still thinking about how to greet Milranka, Milranka was already smiling and greeting him: "Brave wanderer, Butos. ”

"Ah, noble elven princess. Butos hurriedly greeted Mirranka like Iramós.

At this time, the severed hair elf Hilace walked over: "Princess, the dishes and wine have been laid out for you. ”

Mirranka smiled at Eramos and Butos as she gracefully left with Sylace.

As he left, Sylace turned around and beckoned to Eramos and Butos. Eramos smiled back.

The two elves walked slowly towards a quiet corner of the banquet hall, and the voices of Eramus and Butos came from behind them: "Hahaha! There aren't many such guys in the Baiergao Mountains!" "Then it seems that I am extremely lucky to be able to return to Luogudan alive!" ......

Hill Ace opens a seat for Mill Lankara. Mirranka sat down at the table with a smile, then pulled his right sleeve with his left hand and carefully picked up the fruit from the plate with his right hand.

Mirranka chewed gently, then took a small sip of the glass before smiling at Silace and said, "Your hair was definitely not cut off by yourself. ”

"But I also made the orc pay a little bit. Silace replied with a smile.

"There is a difference between orcs and orcs, I just saw a strong orc, and the fact that he can sit here means that he is completely different from the orcs you have encountered on the battlefield. Mirranka said in her melodious voice.

"He is a descendant of the Beastmaster, and he also saved the Luogu Dan coalition army at a critical moment. Silas said, "He is indeed different from the orcs. ”

Mirranka was a little surprised, she didn't think it was the orcs who saved the orc's enemies, even though she knew that Danuga was different.

Mirranka picked up his glass and stood up from his seat, then walked in the direction of Dannuga. Syl-Ace was a little stunned, he didn't know what this elf princess was going to do.

Danuga was sitting in the corner, the environment was not suitable for him, but out of respect for the strong man by the orcs, and because he had a common enemy with the Rokudan coalition, Danuga reluctantly did not leave the banquet.

Mirranka slowly walked up to Dannuga, raised his glass and said to Dannuga, "Orc friends, thank you for saving the Rogudan coalition and preserving the lives of the elves. ”

Danuga looked at the female elf in front of him with his clear yellow beast eyes, although Mirranka's beauty would be recognized by all the tribes, Danuga still didn't want to say too much to this elf, he recognized the strong, he respected strength, but appearance and identity were meaningless to him.

Dannuga simply picked up the glass next to him and touched it with Mirranka, then drank it down.

Mirranka chuckled softly, she thought the orc was interesting.

However, Mirranka's light-hearted laughter was interpreted by Danuga as an elf's disrespect for the orcs. Danuga was a little annoyed in his heart, he didn't understand why he was being taunted by an elf for no reason, but despite this, he wouldn't do anything to Mirranka, he didn't want to mess with a difficult elf.

Danuga suddenly rose from the ground, and when he was fully on his feet, Mirranka's weakened form suddenly seemed insignificant.

And when Hilace on the side saw this strong orc standing up, he couldn't help but start worrying about Mirranka, as long as Danuga did something that threatened the noble elf princess, he would definitely use the elf's most ferocious means to make Danuga pay, in front of the person that Silace liked, he didn't care whether he had broken hair or not, whether the other party was a beast king or not.

After standing up, Danuga couldn't see Mirranka at all, which was exactly what he wanted.

Mirranka gave way to Danuga, and as an elven princess, she almost never gave way.

Danuga walked through a group of melancholy elves, walked past the dwarves who were reveling, and finally came to the human mage Erasmus: "I'm gone, Iramos. ”

By this time, Iramós was already a little drunk, and he had just drunk a lot of alcohol when he listened to Butos talk about his magical adventure.

Eramus saw the tall orc standing in front of him, and out of respect, Eramos used magic to bring himself to his senses.

"The feast isn't over yet, strong Danuga, why don't you drink more wine or eat more beef?" asked Eramus.

"No," replied Danuga simply, "I don't like elves." ”

With that, Danuga strode out of the banquet hall.

After waking up, Eramus keenly sensed that the elven king Filas heard this extremely unfriendly sentence from Danuga. Eramus raised his glass to Filasr and said, "Don't worry, orcs are like this. ”

Filas smiled slightly, then raised his glass as well.

Of course, Filas didn't care about Danuga's words, but he still had an extremely bad impression of Danuga, not only because Danuga was an orc, but also because his daughter Mirranka took the initiative to talk to Danuga. In Filas's mind, orcs are not qualified to speak to elves.

The feast of Rogudan is held in the dark and ends in the daylight. Almost everyone had a good time.

The elves of the Xiyue Forest left Luogudan early in the morning, and the dwarven king Handa also led a small group of dwarves in the direction of the Dwarven Mountains, and most of the dwarves were left behind to help Pogusa repair Luogudan.

Humanity was the last to leave, as Erasmus had to write an epic for the battle of Logoudan first.

The Holy Knights of Asgar were waiting for Eramus outside the gates of Rogudan.

Eventually, the Imperial forces of Tenostia began to return to the Empire after midday.

On the broken hills, Eramus and Butos walked side by side, and the song came from the mouth of Eramus:

"The northland is cold and desolate,

The enemy is attacking in the night.

Riding bravely,

They swore allegiance to Lokudan.

The moonlight is no longer bright,

Warriors are not afraid of the night.

When calamity comes,

The Holy Light shelters Logoudan forever.

The undead swept up the walls,

Gao Tai drew his sword and faced each other.

The living become the dead,

But women and children can rely on Luogudan.

Elves and humans fight side by side,

The long hair on the skull is broken.

Beasts besiege the city,

Unable to defeat the brave Luo Gu Dan.

Light bless the warriors,

The tide of darkness recedes.

The dragon finally fell into black blood,

Victory ultimately belonged to Rogudan.

Brave knights,

Elven bow and arrow.

The dwarf hammer in his hand,

Middle-earth will always remember Rogodan. ”