"It's the sll of stew..."
"So fragrant, this sll..."
"The brothers are gnawing on dry rations at Griffin Cliff, while these damn bastards are living the good life first!"
"Heh... it won't last, these scum who betrayed Master Kelan's cause won't have a good ending!"
In the forest downstream of the Rushing River, a bandit-like army was marching, whispers spread through the loose formation.
They all had green turbans tied on their heads, their eyes burned with a bloodthirsty jealousy, looking at the distant cooking smoke as if they were staring at a father's killer.
A week ago, they learned the news that "Iron Bull" Brennan had betrayed the uprising.
The two-faced traitor not only let the Earl of Sparrow Wood Castle escape, but also shafully colluded with the lackeys of Saint Sis, even changing their banner!
What blasphemy!
The great True God "Urgos" would never spare those whose loyalty is not absolute!
They surely will end up in a Purgatory more despairing than famine!
Those who were bound for Nest City firmly believed in the fate of these traitors.
Just as the anger spread throughout the camp, their leader "Executioner" Ah Ka stepped forward and announced the orders from "Quartermaster" Selas.
"Our leader is too rciful to let things go to the end, but if we allow the traitors to act freely, how will we deter our enemies? Brothers, hear the order, you will follow imdiately to Sparrow Wood Territory, to purge traitor Brennan and his followers! Kill all who dare to resist without exception!"
Although Ah Ka usually appeared as honest and mild-mannered, sleepy-eyed, but when it ca to killing, his fierce eyes were never unclear.
Amidst cheers and applause, five regints of a thousand n each stationed outside Griffin Cliff Castle left the camp under the cover of darkness, moving magnificently toward Sparrow Wood Territory.
Since Ah Ka was himself the supre commander of Griffin Cliff Territory, and the Green Forest Army had already gone to Twilight City for a decisive battle, his departure did not attract the attention of any other leader.
Along the way, they followed the Rushing River, taking shortcuts heading straight to Sparrow Wood Castle, bringing with them explosives for the siege.
However, when they reached the area of Wheat Field Village, they saw large plus of cooking smoke rising from the plains outside the forest.
The aroma of food drifted along with it!
Ah Ka, walking in the ranks, sniffed the air, licking his cracked lips, a beastly grin gradually appearing on his face.
"...Looks like our 'Iron Bull' has been living well recently, though I wonder if his skills have improved at all."
It had been a long ti since he last sparred with him.
Ah Ka recalled that the last ti he saw that guy, he was still at Golden Level Peak, and later it was said he had reached Platinum.
He hoped he had improved further since then, otherwise the battle might beco quite dull.
After all, having slaughtered Griffin Cliff Castle, the renowned "Executioner" had already reached Diamond Level!
All thanks to the blessings of the Eternal Hunger Claw...
He could almost see the despair on the traitors' faces, and that very expression on the so-called Holy Daughter's face as well.
This ti he wouldn't let this group of cowards find a chance to take their own lives. He intended to enjoy it thoroughly.
"Can you sll it, brothers," Ah Ka grinned, speaking quietly to the n behind him, "the traitors' last al has a delightful aroma, doesn't it?"
The group laughed quietly, but the savage light in their eyes shone with raw green intensity.
They had long slled that rich aroma of at.
That scent stirred not only their hatred but also awakened their desire within!
"This is their last supper bought with betrayal."
Ah Ka pointed the beheading knife in his hand forward, and amidst the scratching sound of chains, he spoke with a cruel voice.
"Let us sneak over, stand behind them, and give them an unexpected surprise..."
...
"...What is that aroma?"
By the banks of the Rushing River, sawdust flew inside the newly built lumber mill, rows upon rows of freshly processed pine and oak neatly stacked on the open ground by the riverbank.
Suddenly sniffing the air, the Dwarf inspecting the lumber lifted his nose, those sharp eyes akin to oil lamps in a mine, spontaneously drifted towards the direction north of Wheat Field Village.
It was a peculiar aroma of at, mixed with the Dwarves' favorite pickled vegetables, creating an unexpectedly charming allure.
It's worth noting that both Dwarves and Hell Dwarves hardly consu pork. Firstly, due to a lack of dietary habits in this regard, secondly, there was no place to rear pigs. For example, Catastrophe Castle of Shattered Rock Peak mainly raised goats and other Demon Beasts suitable for raising in mine caves.
However, that day in Beifeng City, Grace Iron Hamr unusually downed two large baskets of bread and saved half his stomach for that richly fragrant sauerkraut at soup and tender, flavorful at chunks.
From that day on, he fell in love with Beifeng City, using it as a base to expand his trade, selling items produced in the Great Graveyard to the Underworld of the Old Continent.
In any case, that was indeed a good place. Whether it was food, utilities, or those hard-working, tireless Undead.
To establish such a city where Humans, Undead, Hell Dwarves, and various races lived together and manage forces on all sides orderly... the Demon King there was simply a genius!
Drifting away here...
"...Mr. Grace Iron Hamr, what did you just say?" Thomas asked in a gentle voice, looking at the Dwarf who suddenly stood motionless before him.
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