In the evening, the light of the campfire shone on the underside of the leaves, and the long figures overlapped with the shadows of the tents, which looked a little eerie. But the little weirdness quickly faded under the dwarves' loud voices, and the people from or attached to the cities of Molten Iron and the Valley sat around the fire, happily sharing food and anecdotes. The skinned and deer-deer-legged on the grill exudes an enticing aroma, the golden grease turns into oil drips into the fire, and the red tongue rushes up to lick the fresh game. Of course, a seasoned roaster won't allow them to caramelize the skin of their food, and with a vague hum, Elsa always has the right balance for the heat.

The rich aroma made the people who were talking and laughing unconsciously stop talking and swallow their saliva as they looked at the food on the fire. Mona sat next to the red fox, and the third time she tried to reach out to grab food, she was also stopped for the third time. In fact, with the physical fitness of the wolfwalker, if she wants to forcibly snatch it, Elsa can't do anything, but maybe it's the flames that evoke the human side, and the female warrior can still control her emotions well.

"I've heard that wolfwalkers prefer raw meat, but that doesn't seem to be the case now?" the dwarf asked Jack, who was sitting on another log, raising an eyebrow at the sight. Probably due to the dwarf's arrogant personality, André did not notice the natural derogatory meaning of his words. However, the head wolf of the Alexander clan will not care.

Jack tilted his head and put the glass down in his hand, he had to admit that there was no better wine in the realm of the blue lion than the spirits produced from the hammer, which was probably one of the reasons why he didn't care about Andrew's words, "Of course we can eat raw meat in general. But that's more for convenience and to satisfy the instinctive needs of the beast form. Mona is in a special state now, she doesn't need to be wild anymore, and eating cooked food is one of the ways we have found a way to restore her humanity. ”

Grand Duke Hammer nodded and said, "I can understand, when I was young, I plunged into the mine for months, eating dry bread and drinking ice water from the underground river, and sometimes I was afraid that I would become as hard as ore!

Heather rubbed her forehead as she spoke, and the female knight, who was familiar with the dwarves, knew that this was a sign that André was in good spirits. If there's anything more tricky to her than a grumpy dwarven lord, it's the drunken grumpy dwarven lord. Having said that, she had no intention of stopping the dwarf from continuing to drink, and Heather was well aware of the amount of alcohol the Grand Duke had, and even if he drank the same volume of liquor as his own, André could still chop an apple thirty paces away with an axe. Besides, it's been a long time since the knight has seen a dwarf so happy, and at Hammer, he has a lot of business to attend to every day, including but not limited to the various rebuilding matters of the Molten Iron City.

And the most troublesome thing is the political problems from the kingdom. Cheese did single-handedly make the lion's coalition force abandon the plan to capture the valley and kill the nezumi, but this changed the script planned by Marcus and Andrea. Duke Kroger failed to become the hero of the nezumen, and while he couldn't be blamed for facing the dragon that set the sky on fire, it did prevent Andrea from ascending to the throne as smoothly as he had imagined.

Thinking about the current pattern of the kingdom, Heather felt that her head hurt even more. She took a large sip of the spirits in her glass, and her long military life had made her drink much more than one might think. Looking at the half-empty wine glass, the female knight's gaze gradually lost focus, and the small half glass of wine slowly began to rotate under her gaze, brushing the walls of the glass like a tide guided by the moon.

"Heather!" Andre's voice regained her attention, and she looked up a little dazedly as she waited for the lord's next words. The dwarf took off his bearskin cloak, and the short-sleeved chain mail couldn't cover the two strong and abnormal arms, "The kid from the Black Mountain family wants to compete with me, you will be the referee!"

The female knight found that a wooden barrel that had been used to hold wine had been placed aside, and Lothar, who had also taken off her coat, moved her wrist and looked eager to try. So she got up and walked to the barrel, which was quite unhappy, for she had been sitting closest to the campfire, which meant that she could have gotten her food earlier when the deer leg was roasted. "Can't you let Lord Kalus do this kind of thing?"

"Well, that guy never takes refereeing seriously!" the dwarf glared, his beard trembling slightly with excitement. The demon descendant sitting in the corner smiled slightly when he heard his companion's evaluation, turned to his apprentice and said, "You have to remember that you don't have to show off your strength senselessly, and you will also expose your information to the enemy. ”

"Fart!" I fought that monster in the cave of Mount Oud last time, and after winning, I didn't let it make way for us!"

The killer tapped his temples with his slender fingers, "First of all, whether you do that thing or not, it will make way for us." Secondly, I need to remind you that the cave was originally used as a toilet, and I can't forget the smell of it. ”

"Hey!" Elsa, who was barbecuing, protested to Clarus, but only realized that she was being reprimanded by a dangerous demon. Fortunately, at this time, Kalus was not as ruthless as before, and through the cultivation of qi, his temper had calmed down a lot.

Schadenfreude aside, the atmosphere in the camp was harmonious and harmonious. Until the arrival of a man. Cheese is like a messenger of winter, freezing all joy. His face was pale, and his robes were visibly stained with blood and stains. It felt like I had just escaped death.

The wolfwalker was the first to spot the mage, but the outspoken dwarf was the first to ask, "You're another gray-robed wizard?" ”

The others walked over to Cheese with direct concern, and Elsa put down the half-roasted deer leg to check on the latter's injuries. Only two wolfwalkers twitched their noses, their pupils glowing a faint green, a sign of their wolfing.

"Be careful, we're surrounded. ”

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