After the representatives of Amazon, with the exception of everyone else, expressed their support for the Demon King's Army, the entire celebration party finally came to an end... No, it should have just begun.¤,

Akara came back on stage, and with cheers that resounded across the sky, she spoke clearly with her slow and contagious old voice, amidst countless cheers and laughter.

"Then, I declare that the celebration banquet has officially begun!"

The already high cheers continued after Akala's voice fell, and the voices of hundreds of thousands of people gathered together. Not only did the ears buzz, and a clear word could not be heard, but even the entire square seemed to be shouting.

This wave of sound trembled slightly, just like the momentum of thousands of purebred monsters. It made people frightened, but they couldn't help but be infected, and their faces flushed and excited.

At the same time, tens of thousands of Rog soldiers filed into the square. They held large amounts of food and water in their hands and distributed them to everyone. At about this moment, all Rog soldiers were filled with a strong sense of pride.

, facing the food, they were already hungry and didn't even fight to grab it. They didn't even need to be reminded by the soldiers, and they automatically and consciously received it in an orderly manner.

Although there are many people in the square, there are also many soldiers. The real difficulty is to prepare food for these hundreds of thousands of people. You must know that although the Alliance is richer than before, it is not rich enough to squander it at will. Akela is also for this banquet.

After enough hard work, it is estimated that half of the alliance's granaries have bottomed out. The landowners have no food left.

In the center of the square, around the central high platform, there are several dining tables set up for us and representatives of various races to enjoy. On the tables are some common foods such as pancake fillings, as well as fruits. It is probably because of the elves.

The feeling is not that because we are privileged people, the food distributed to everyone is much richer than the food distributed by the soldiers.

Of course, we don't care about these, especially in my eyes, there is no distinction between luxurious and expensive dishes or simple and plain dishes, only whether they are made by Vilas and the others, oh, by the way, the ones made by the little fox and the little junior sister are another matter.

.Princess Sanwu can barely be counted as half.

However, our banquet is held under the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people around the square, but it is much more restrictive. There is no other way. In this case, we can't leave everyone and go home to mess around.

"Let's go, let's go, we can't wait any longer." Akara urged me with a smile, looking at me who was still standing there.

"Oh, okay...ok." I hesitated for a moment. I looked at Tia, then looked at Artoria, and finally, under Tia's understanding smile, I took Artoria's little hand, and

She walked into the square side by side.

Seeing us appear again, and all of them on stage. The audience didn't even care about the food in their mouths, they stood up, applauded and cheered.

This celebration banquet seems to be just for the return of a certain demon king elder. In fact, the significance is no less than the oath of alliance of hundreds of tribes to defeat the army of hell together, which is enough to be recorded in the history books for future generations to admire.

This is something that even ordinary people can think of, so everyone's eyes trembled with excitement, and they even shed tears. I am a commoner, and I have not yet fully solved the problem of food and clothing, but at this moment, I have witnessed such a great historical moment. From now on,

With the capital to brag to future generations, to use a phrase commonly used by a certain druid, the Sa family's life has been worth it.

My king, dressed in a light blue dress, looks particularly charming under the spotlight. I, an ordinary-looking Druid, can't even be considered a green leaf. Well, don't worry about the details at this time. I'm already hungry.

Pancakes rolled with green onions, let's go, hey, when did I become a heroic Northeastern man?

After wolfing down a piece, I pointed at the fruit next to me and said, "Artoria, don't be stunned. Eat quickly, you're probably hungry."

I know that this elegant, gorgeous and majestic elf queen in front of me is an out-and-out foodie, and the appetite of barbarians is probably not as good as hers.

"Fortunately, Grandma Akara was aware of this situation and had already eaten some before the banquet started." Artoria took out her handkerchief in a hurry, wiped the sauce on my mouth, and said with a smile.

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This scene immediately stunned the people in the square. There was silence for a while, and the food in many people's hands fell to the ground with a clatter.

Just dream, the elf queen who was so majestic on the stage just now, actually... actually... what kind of charm does this bastard harem elder have? Damn it, I also want a girl to wipe the corners of my mouth!

The people who were exposed to the show of affection by the Mainland Gemini even lost their appetite a lot. They silently picked up the food that fell on the ground. They regarded it as a hateful harem elder, biting it down and chewing it into pieces.

While diverting most of his gaze and attention to the feast in the center of the square, as long as that bastard elder dares to show off his affection, there is no guarantee that someone will raise the butcher knife in their heart and shout angrily Demacia

, then turned around and fled the square, went home, threw herself on the bed and cried heartily.

Perhaps sensing the murderous aura around the square, Artoria turned the golden hair on her forehead in a circle, took back the handkerchief, and walked away with a faint blush on her face hidden by the night. The target was of course the fruits and the pancake fillings.

In the hunting range, although he is an elf, my king does not seem to be averse to meat, and it can even be said that he likes it. How can a foodie who does not eat meat be called a foodie? But he only dislikes it.

Octopus, this is the important information that the tragic Emperor Feini paid for with her life.

Watching Arturia leave, I was thinking of trying to kill Tiana, the little fox, or Vilas and the others to continue stimulating the killing intent in the square, but unexpectedly, this guy Tudiao Donggua

But he came to the door automatically.

"Wu Xiaozi, Wu Xiaozi." His stinginess is not inferior to that of his father Mu Aiao Donggua, but his IQ and experience are slightly inferior. He can be regarded as the version of Mu Aiao Donggua. In terms of alcoholism, he is even better than an old alcoholic.

When put together, such a combination of Farah (Mu Aodonggua = Farah) and an old drunkard is really annoying.

"What's the matter?"

"I heard you have good wine here. Bring it out quickly. Akara, it's true. The food doesn't matter, but it's outrageous that you don't prepare some wine for such a banquet."

"It's precisely because I'm considering the presence of guys like you that I don't want to prepare." I spoke rudely. Being polite to Tudiao Donggua was just causing trouble for myself.

"Hey, isn't it because of you? I don't have a glorious history of tearing down bars when I'm drunk." Tu Ai Dong Gua's mouth was also extremely sharp, and he immediately fought back after hearing this.

"It doesn't matter who it is, but since there is no wine tonight, you can't take it from me." I looked at him warily.

"Tch, he is such a stingy guy. He is indeed the third stingiest Rogge." Tudiao Donggua looked at me with contempt, then secretly took out a wine flask from his body and took a few sips secretly to have a satisfying drink.

Hiccups, eyes closed in happiness, dwarf-specific rosacea began to turn red.

"..." You have wine on your body and you still want it from me. Who is stingier?

"I heard that you did a big thing in the third world?" After getting over his alcohol addiction, Tudai Donggua continued to chat.

"I've done a lot of big things, which one are you talking about?"

"It's that one, Giant Blacksmith. What's it called?"

"Lukogas." I said with a black line on my face.

"It doesn't matter if the name is just a code name. I heard that you passed on the inheritance of the giant blacksmith to a barbarian girl. Right."

"That's right."

"Why didn't you give it to me?" Lao Tu said with a heartbroken look on his face, saying that he acknowledged me as a brother in vain. When did we become brothers? Is he being stingy in ranking?

"I can't help it. Didn't I ask your old man's opinion at that time? I approached Qiaxi only after Mu Aodonggua refused." I shrugged helplessly. I really can't blame me for this. Regarding the inheritance of the giant blacksmith,

.I had no selfish motives and chose Qiaxi with Akara’s support.

"That bastard, that little old winter melon!" Upon hearing this, Tualatin was so angry that he beat his heart repeatedly and swung his messy beard back and forth like an angry lion's mane.

I said, is it really okay to call your dad a short winter melon? You are not taller than him either.

"What's wrong, he didn't tell you about this?"

"No, not at all."

"That's strange." I thought, even if Mu Aodonggua is a lunatic, he must be somewhat selfish. This is how much he has a grudge against his own son. I don't want to inherit it, and I don't want to give it to Tualatin.

"Speaking of which, you dwarves have your own forging style, which is completely different from the giant's forging style, but the barbarians are more similar. If you go your own way, what do you want from the inheritance of the giant blacksmith?" I asked curiously. At the beginning, Mu

Dwarf Winter Melon also used this reason to refuse.

"Then you still need to ask?" Tualatin's eyes were not contemptuous now, but looking at the mentally retarded child.

"By accepting the inheritance of the giant blacksmith, I have a reason to leave the stinky position of Dwarf King to others. I can travel around the continent on the pretext of honing my inheritance. Wouldn't I be happy?"

I:"……"

Well, I finally know why Mudiao Donggua was able to resist the temptation of selfishness and did not tell his bastard son about it, because Tualatin does not have the enthusiasm and persistence of a blacksmith, at least not as much as Chaxi. If he takes him with him

If you go to look for Lukogas, you will most likely be kicked down by him. The giant blacksmith said that talent is not important, what is important is a passionate blacksmith soul.

Thinking of this, I looked at Tudai Donggua with eyes like maggots: "Don't think about the inheritance of the giant blacksmith. Taking you there will only bring shame to the dwarves. If you want to get out of the sea of ​​misery quickly, you should think of other ways.

Bar."

"I've thought of this too," Tu'ai Donggua said with renewed energy.

"When I first sat on the throne that was demolished and only a bunch of fakes were left, I married three in one go. Now I have a son and two daughters. I plan to wait for my bastard son's coming-of-age ceremony and marry him immediately.

Just throw the burden to him."

"..." I don't understand how there can be such a weird family in this world.

"How many years will it take for the coming of age ceremony?" I asked casually, but unexpectedly the effect was extraordinary. Tualatin's old face suddenly wrinkled up and he shed tears sadly, as if he only had more than ten years left to live.

"There are still more than ten years left."

"My condolences." I comforted without any sympathy, and got rid of this eclipsed dwarf melon. The life span of dwarves is a little longer than that of humans. Remember, their coming of age ceremony is thirty years old. Take your time, dear dwarf.

Mr. Wang Tualatin, this is God's revenge when you used a counterfeit artifact to trick me.

"Your Highness~ Your Highness~" I had just gotten rid of Mu Aodonggua, and before I could turn my eyes to Tia, a soft and sweet call came to my ears.

Looking back, wasn't it Juliet's kiss?

She came closer with a cute and innocent smile on her face, and she had indeed forgotten what I had said to her before about running away and flying away.

"My dear, do you want to eat the special dishes made by Juliet's wife who is full of confidence?"

Uh... dear? Do you want to play house at this time? I glanced at Knight Mipa subconsciously, and saw her smiling innocently at me. I knew it was true, she must be encouraging her good friend to come.

It's causing trouble for me.

Juliet didn't seem to want to expose Jiajia's game, so her movements were very small and her voice was very thin, so that no one could hear her. When she saw her carrying a plate in front of an elder, she just thought it was a small thought from her subordinates.

, Well, it must be understood in this way, that is one of the inheritors of the twelve knights of the elves and one of the top ten singers. If she falls into the clutches of the harem elder again, that burning torch,

It can no longer be extinguished.

I took a look at the plate. Isn’t this the simplest fruit platter? It’s just cut into pieces and placed on the plate. Strictly speaking, it’s not a dish, but it’s already amazing to be able to make something other than a forest feast. Juliet,
To be continued...