"Never underestimate any hunter!" Diego put away his gun and slung it back over his shoulder. He carefully controlled his parachute and drifted away along the mountain wind. The surface of this parachute is his lizardskin cloak, several ropes twisted from the edge of the cloak and attached to a lightweight but sturdy Mithril skeleton, from which two slender Mithril rods pop out to control the parachute's flight attitude.

Blown by the mountain wind, Diego floated out for miles before falling to the ground. He folded the cord and skeleton and brought them under the cloak again, a masterpiece of goblin engineering, the device was not a one-time consumable.

He walked slowly in the direction of Thunder Bluff, passing the flying point where the Wyvern was in charge. Several of the Administrators were surprised at how Diego could pass by again, but they didn't say anything.

He wasn't in a hurry to join up with Dezko, for there was no way for Magaza to stop the Minotaur Captain on Thunder Bluff with all that fanfare, and sending a Forsaken Thief was already the limit of what she could do, if she didn't want to rebel right away.

When he took the elevator up to Thunder Bluff again, he saw two minotaur guards waiting for him on the edge of the cliff.

"Dezko? The Morning Chaser has gone to the Bloodhoof Chieftain, and he asked me to take you to Pubal? His Highness Cloudhoof. Two minotaurs saluted him, and one of them spoke.

"There is labor." Diego replied. He didn't ask about the intelligence, because it was an internal matter of the Minotaur after all, and he couldn't show his enthusiasm.

They walked through the huge tent towards the giant bull-headed totem pole that stood in the middle of the camp. This huge wooden pillar with a diameter of more than ten meters is not solid, but has many hollows dug out. They walked into the hollow on the lowest level, then went up the spiral walkway on the inner wall, and when Diego saw another exit again, he found himself in another part of the cliff top.

In fact, Thunder Cliff is not exactly a flat river, half of it is a few meters higher than the other half, forming a staggered platform. He was standing taller now.

The guards who led the way led him forward, and Diego noticed that the tents were smaller and denser, and seemed to be a civilian area. Not like where a princess is supposed to live.

But when he saw Princess Boubar, the doubt was immediately dispelled. Because this minotaur princess was dressed in very ordinary clothes, with an apron around the outside. She was breaking the chocobo's eggs and stirring them into corn flour, next to some sun-dried forest mushrooms and red-spotted mushrooms. Diego, who is good at cooking, can see at a glance what she is doing - making zuò mogaure spice bread. This bread with mushroom spices is a favorite of the minotaurs. It tastes great and is easy to store for a long time, so it can be used as dry travel food.

All along, the Minotaur have adhered to the ancient clan traditions, and the leaders of each clan and their families have no privileges other than to handle official duties and command battles. Princess Pobal didn't even have a servant, and everything had to be done herself.

Princess Pubal was a little surprised when she saw Diego's arrival, but she immediately came to her senses. He strode over this direction.

She came to Diego and bowed deeply: "Diego? I am glad to have you here, Mr. Asnar, my friend. ”

"I'm also very happy to be here, I feel like I'm the first human to reach this city in the sky," Diego quickly replied, "It makes me feel like I've made history." ”

"That's not the case, there have been some friendly humans before you who have been here for a variety of reasons," Pubal replied with a smile. "But in any case, please don't be inhibited and just make this your home."

"Can I know who they are?" Diego asked curiously.

"Among these people, I think you may know a famous lady - Gianna? Ms. Prodmoor. She'd been here to meet with Chief Bloodhoof. ”

"I knew about that meeting. That was after the Battle of Mount Hyjal, but I don't know they met here. ”

"Well, it's not the Minotaur hospitality to have the guests standing outside, come with me," Pubal said enthusiastically, turning her head. Looking at the guard leading the way, "Thank you, Peris, if you see Dezko again, tell him to come to me." ”

"As you wish." The guard bowed and left.

Pubal led Diego to the tent where he was staying. The tent was nothing but unremarkable in its surroundings, neither appearing larger nor ornately decorated.

"There will be a grand dinner tonight to welcome you as a distinguished guest."

"Thank you very much, but I still hope that it is better not to overwhelm the people." Diego hurriedly declined, to be honest, for the Minotaur and the Orc banquet, he felt that it was simply a disaster.

"No, it's just my friends and neighbors who come, and the Minotaur never hesitates to entertain friends from afar with bread and salt." Pubal said enthusiastically.

But no matter how frightened Diego was, night began to fall.

In the open space in front of the tent, a roaring open-air bonfire was lit. Pubar's neighbors enthusiastically brought their best delicacies, but the most striking thing was the grill above the campfire, which was skewered on the grill above the campfire, and this roasted golden gazelle was coated with a thick layer of honey and sprinkled with powdered silver leaf grass and calming flowers, giving off an enticing aroma.

On the long table next to the campfire, there are other delicacies such as stir-fried Kodo meat, lean wolf steak, stewed chocobos, crispy fried lizard tails, and the main course of Mogaure spiced bread and salt. The ingenious minotaur women did their best to show off their cooking skills.

After a minotaur shaman performed a simple ritual of worship to the Mother Earth, the feast began. People sit around the campfire, talking and laughing, drinking and feasting.

As the wine was hot, some of the young minotaurs stood up and danced around the campfire, while others sang and sang to each other.

Diego was also infected by this cheerful atmosphere, laughing and touching his cup with every minotaur who came to him, and gulping down water like a cow. This cheerful and neat style is very in line with the temper of the straightforward minotaur, and there is an endless stream of minotaurs who come to toast.

For the sake of the guests from afar, for the rare peace, for the mother earth, for this sumptuous banquet ......, the first few minotaurs who came up to toast also said a few toasts, but the latter simply did not speak, just a clink of glasses, cooing is to the bottom of the neck, after drinking, Diego drank his eyes straight - although the degree of wine made by this minotaur with autumn acorns is not so high, but after a dozen glasses, it is still unbearable!

Just before he was drunk and unconscious, he saw the crowd split on both sides, and Dezko angrily walked in from outside the circle. (To be continued.) )