While Vincent had found the upper hand and was preparing for supper in the tent, the battle between Sadaka and the Scalers continued.

The two scimitars of the Skava swim like a serpent, unpredictable and unpredictable.

Sadaka's big knife is fierce and ferocious, the sword is as bright as the moon, gushing endlessly, and he will drop ten times with one force.

These two people went back and forth, and they cut each other until the moon rose to the treetops, and they didn't tell the winner.

"The blades are all missing!" The Skava looked at his two love knives and said distressedly, "There's not even a blacksmith around here."

"You're strong." Sadaka, who was covered in sweat, let out a sigh of relief, and after complimenting, shook his head regretfully, "But the knife can't do it."

"Your knife is quite strong, just right for your brute strength." The Scava Ranger couldn't help but look at his weapon for a moment, then shook his head, "Unfortunately, it's not suitable for use on horses, it doesn't make sense to me."

"Are you still fighting?" Sadaka asked, "I'm idle, I'll fight with you."

The Skava took off his felt hat, revealing sweaty, messy hair, and swayed his head in disgust.

"If it weren't for the fact that I was hungry and didn't have horses, I wouldn't have let you live so long......

At this, he suddenly lifted his nose and sniffed vigorously, as if to suck all the air into his big nostrils, and his eyes showed a look of curiosity and greed.

"It smells so good! It's the taste of boiled beef! Who would be so good at enjoying it that would make Skava's Golden Eagle envious?"

However, he glanced at the still smoking village in confusion before focusing his gaze on Sadaka's back.

"It's our lord," Sadaka always had an honest expression, and he didn't hide the truth, "he is not only a benevolent wise man, but also an outstanding master chef."

This statement, no matter how you look at it, also looks like a kind of show-off.

"Smell like this, how can this make people fight!" Skava stomped his foot angrily, threw the tip of his knife into the dirt, sat cross-legged on the ground and said angrily, "Cunning demons, messing with people's minds, too woman is cheating!"

"You have to pick this time to fight," Sadaka said with an innocent face, "We also have to work at night, so we have to eat something good, and the lord will do it himself."

"It's all skeletons, what do you want to eat?" After the Skava people finished speaking, it suddenly dawned on them, "To those two female slaves? I understand, I understand."

"Me and another witch can enjoy it too." Sadaka patted his chest and said proudly, "Your Excellency said that I need to eat more protein to gain muscle."

At this time, the female knight, who had already left, came back at some point.

"Sadaka, the lord called you home for dinner." The girl said loudly to the snow leopard, "Stop fighting, can fighting be more important than eating?"

"Good!" Sadaka perked up his spirits, "Goodbye, this swordsman."

With that, Sadaka picked up the red cloth broadsword, turned his head and walked in the direction of the lord, leaving the dumbfounded Skava aside.

Watching the snow leopard swagger away, the Skava people felt both embarrassed and unwilling.

Originally, when you meet the village, you will find a place to eat, drink and rest, but the village is gone.

For the sake of the ranger's moral grievances, he couldn't even find a place to eat. ….

In fact, he wasn't sure if it was the demons who set the fire, but when he thought about it, he felt that something was strange.

If the demons really came to set fires, why did they let the female knight come out and go in with the skeleton in a mess?

Isn't it easier to get a magician to set fire?

The rookie knight didn't have much experience at first glance, and if he hadn't been for his own disfigurement, he didn't look like a veteran of killing people and setting fires at all.

However, this girl seems to want to save people, but unfortunately the people in the village have already been assassinated.

A group of skeletons with female knights, magicians, and orcs, what the hell is this strange demon army here for?

If you don't know what to do, you might as well ask for it yourself.

"The lord of the demon clan would be so kind?" Scar

As he tickled and smelled the aroma of meat, he became more and more curious, "How is it different from what I've heard?"

"Words can deceive, eyes can't, and neither can stomachs." Sadaka replied as he walked, "If you keep a friendly attitude, Lord Lord should not mind entertaining you and letting you know the truth."

I have to say that this muscular snow leopard warrior is so frank and upright that people don't have the desire to fight at all.

Of course, the main reason is that when I am hungry, I am tempted by food.

For nomads who live in hardship, the delicious meat is absolutely irresistible and can put aside controversy.

If you can drink and have fun, talk and fall in love, you can resolve conflicts, sing and dance and treat each other as brothers.

Anyway, he's just a young ranger passing by, and he can't go against the demon army for the sake of justice that is not easy to maintain.

However, the smell of the meat was so heart-wrenching that the Skava people, who hadn't eaten properly for a few days, became more and more entangled.

"No matter!" The Skava stuck both of his knives on the ground, patted his ass and stood up, and bowed his head to Sadhaka with one hand to his chest, "The golden eagle of the steppe wants to join the feast, during which all the force will stay outside."

"Follow me." Sadaka turned around and returned the salute with orc etiquette, "My lord said that if you don't fight, you won't make a deal."

Wow! This guy is really thick-skinned, and Ninia, who greeted her from a distance, couldn't help but be speechless.

What was supposed to be a wonderful battle, but because of hunger, he took a half-time break?

Compared to these two guys, his strength is much worse......

"I've got milk wine to cheer you up." The Skava touched his long beard and untied the saddle-shaped water bag from his waist, "It's small, but it's precious."

"Your lord, you'll tell your swordsman what real wine is." Sadaka smiled mysteriously, "As long as you drink it, you can forget about other drinks and fights."

"I don't believe it, so I'll see." The Skava man's throat moved, and he replied unconvinced, but his feet quickened, "I know how to drink, just like a bird knows how to fly, a fish knows how to swim, and a mole can burrow......

It's a pity that you don't know how to be polite, Ninia added in her heart.

Looking at the village that had burned to ashes, she sighed sadly and walked towards Vincent's tent.

The necromancer had already reported just now that there was no sign of a living person in it, and all of them were acquaintances when they were summoned. ….

There is no need to fight tonight, there is no need to be pacified, the village is gone.

I always feel that someone is deliberately making trouble, constantly setting up obstacles for the lord's counterinsurgency.

I hope my hometown is not in danger, Ninia prayed silently in her heart, walking in front to lead the way for the two.

Seeing strangers, the skeletons and monsters were a little restless, but when they saw the lord's subordinates on the side, they were a lot more honest.

Before setting out, Vincent rubbed his hands on the tent, which was easy to disassemble, and played no small role in this march.

In Vincent's tent, the Skava people saw a food and cooking method that he had never seen before, and he was both amazed and delighted.

A large pot with a pure copper round bottom is set up in the center of the tent.

There is no open flame below, and it is completely heated by the female magician with fire magic, which is really high-end and high-grade, convenient, clean and hygienic.

There are some vegetables floating in the boiling water, and it seems that the radish and potatoes should be sweet and spicy, and the beef in the middle of the large wooden colander is tender and delicate, and it also exudes an attractive luster when cooked.

There were also several large plates of thinly sliced fresh beef soaked in aromatic fat on the tables around them.

The experience of the steppe people told him that these were all good meat from different positions on the cattle shortly after they were slaughtered.

The one who boiled the beef slices was the demon lord who was deliberately angry just now, his technique was skilled, and the speed of shabu shabu was extremely fast, but he didn't eat it much himself - it seemed that as rumored, the high-level demons didn't need to eat.

A beautiful little girl dressed as a witch is sandwiching two wooden strips of freshly cooked beef and putting it in the strange

After a few dips in the black liquid, he put it in his mouth, and then a bunch of stars popped out of his eyes.

"It's so delicious that it's going to heaven! It's witchcraft!"

The sorceress who made the fire, though cold in appearance and noble in manners, swept away the flesh placed in front of her with swift and graceful movements, and then showed a look of disdainful pride, only to glance unobtrusively into the pot with the rest of her eyes.

Of course, her evaluation is also very subtle.

"It seems...... Also ...... Endure...... Yes."

What kind of fairy practice is this, it's really fragrant!

After swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva in succession, the Skava man bowed generously to Vincent.

"I am Shiv from the Skava White Sands tribe, the Great Chief of the tribe Wanfu is my father, the Golden Eagle is my title as an adult, bravery and sincerity are my credo, as a ranger who goes out to trial, I want to join your feast.".

Xiao Diankang