Halflings were a rare and popular race. They lived in the Shire Mountains in the north. They were not tall, but every halfling was a gourmet. These little fellows were naturally optimistic and loved to travel. Most travelers liked to meet them.
"A halfling?" Suhlen raised his eyebrows and said in surprise.
"Hi! Hello, can you give me some food to try? "The halfling waved at Suhlen.
Hathaway looked at the halfling with a smile. It was her first time seeing this race. In the Northern Wasteland, any place with lush weeds could hide him. If he did not jump, others would not be able to see him. No wonder they became wanderers. This was their talent.
Suhlen nodded in agreement. The halfling walked into the stone room as if he was familiar with the place. His footsteps were light and agile. It seemed that he was not weak. He walked lightly to the bonfire and said with a smile, "It is really the blessing of the goddess of luck. I have been walking alone in the Northern Wasteland for many days. Finally, I can take a rest."
"Hello, friendly traveler."
"Hello, honorable witch."
The halfling greeted her and then introduced himself. "My name is Frodo, Frodo Wine Aglaas. I am a gourmet who has traveled around the world."
"I am very happy to meet you here."
Hathaway was very curious about the halfling. She looked at him with her big round eyes. Frodo was not angry. He looked at Hathaway with a smile and even winked mischievously. He then pretended to be hungry and said, "Honorable witch, can you take pity on me, a halfling who has not eaten well for the whole day? Can you give me something to eat? I am starving to death."
"Hehe, here you go." Hathaway laughed softly. She then took out a plate and a pair of chopsticks and handed them over. This little girl had learned bad things. After handing over the chopsticks, she did not intend to teach him how to use them. Instead, she looked like she was watching a show.
Frodo was a little confused about the chopsticks, but he could not care less about the delicious food. He grabbed the chopsticks and tried to pick up the fried tenderloin, but he failed after a few tries.
"Alright, Hathaway." Glancing at Hathaway who could not hold back her laughter, Suhlen shook his head and picked up the chopsticks to show Frodo how to use the chopsticks.
As a Rogue, Frodo's fingers were very nimble. After only looking at it twice, he had successfully learned how to use chopsticks. He was much better than Hathaway.
Frodo picked up a piece of pan-fried dragon tenderloin with his chopsticks and bit into it impatiently. Then, he savored the delicacy with a look of enjoyment.
Halflings were a very optimistic race. They liked good food, tobacco, and wine. They also liked to party and hated boredom. They were a race that was naturally optimistic. Unlike the stubborn Dwarves, Halflings were gentle. Of course, they were also very curious and clever.
They received the favor of many gods and were also a race that respected the gods. They were much more pious than humans. Even if they were facing some weak gods, they would still express their respect.
Halflings loved good food, so many of them would travel around the world. These small people were naturally very agile. In addition, they were thin and small. Compared to humans, they were natural-born Rogues. They relied on their powerful ability to escape from danger. They showed courage and curiosity that other races could not compare to.
Of course, these small people also liked money. However, they were different from the misers. They also liked to spend money. As Rogues, these small people often did some petty theft. At the same time, they liked to use their own cleverness to solve problems, such as playing tricks on the hotel bill.
In most cases, these small people could easily gain the favor of other races. Of course, even if they encountered bad people, they could easily escape with their agile skills.
Halflings were the kind of race that didn't make big mistakes, but had a lot of small habits. They liked good food, tobacco, and wine. They didn't have their own country. In their homeland, these Halflings lived in villages. They were protected by the [Halfling Guardian Goddess, Yodala]. She was an ancient great god with great divine power.
The Halflings had been living under her protection for countless years. Their strong curiosity often led them to do some suicidal acts. This race often appeared in epics and legends. They were often the good companions of the protagonists in the stories. They were excellent Rogues who helped the protagonists to complete their tasks.
Basically, every Halfling was a chef. It was very popular to have someone who was proficient in scouting, traps, stealing, and cooking in the team. Of course, in addition to these, the Halflings also liked to boast. Because they had traveled to many places, these Halflings were very knowledgeable. So, it was often seen that some Halflings would boast about their experiences to others.
"Wow, it's so delicious." Frodo swallowed the fried dragon tenderloin and kept describing it with all kinds of praises. "This is the first time I've seen such a cooking method. Although the materials used are very simple, I have to say, the food is great!"
"This tableware is also very novel. It's very convenient to make, and it's more flexible than a fork. You're the best human cook I've ever seen. Really, I swear! "
"Frodo, did you come to the Northern Wasteland to travel?" Suhlen asked curiously.
"Of course." Frodo swallowed the meat in his mouth and said, "I came here to look for spices. Last time, I met a caravan, and the caravan accidentally got some spices. I bought them to try cooking, and they tasted very good."
"But when I wanted to buy more, the merchant didn't have any more. In the end, he said that he bought them from someone else. According to that person, they found them in the Northern Wasteland."
"So you came to the Northern Wasteland alone to look for spices?" Suhlen looked at the Halfling speechlessly.
"Of course. Isn't this delicious spices worth the risk?" Frodo said with conviction. Suhlen didn't know if other people would do that, but he knew that these Halflings would really do that.
"By the way, what kind of meat are we eating? How come I've never eaten it before?" Frodo suddenly asked.
"You're in luck. This is the tenderloin of Cryopterus. How does it taste?" Suhlen said with a smile.
"This is dragon meat?" Frodo looked at Suhlen in surprise, his face full of disbelief.
Suhlen shrugged. "Of course. Don't you feel the energy in your body? Eating dragon meat can improve your body's quality. "
"It's really dragon meat!" Frodo looked at Suhlen and Hathaway in surprise. "Did you slay a dragon?"
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