The sun rose from the east to the west.
The blinding sunlight turned red and shone on Herr Valley in a slanted manner, making the rebuilding Lightning Fortress look like it was about to ignite.
The Thunder Fortress that was shrouded in shadows was devoured by the darkness.
The natural contrast between the blazing flames and the darkness made everyone gasp in astonishment.
Whether it was the Warren soldiers or the Prairies soldiers.
Of course, both sides were exclaiming in different directions.
The Warren soldiers were reminiscing about the glory of Thunder Fortress in the past.
The Prairies soldiers were rejoicing over the destruction of Thunder Fortress.
"We still need to reinforce the walls!"
King James VIII muttered to himself as he stood alone under the simple walls.
Then, he frowned.
As the king of Warren, even though Jeanne had been holding him back, King James VIII still possessed quite the capabilities.
He knew the situation before him didn't just require a strong defensive structure, he also needed a group of well-rested soldiers.
He shouldn't treat the soldiers as craftsmen or farmers.
However, without a strong defensive structure, no matter how elite the soldiers were, it would be useless unless they were elites trained by various sects.
Otherwise …
"We don't have enough men!"
King James VIII couldn't help but sigh when the thought came to his mind.
However, he didn't blame the nobles who fled first, neither would he blame the civilians who fled.
He knew it wasn't the nobles' fault, it was his fault for not being trustworthy enough.
King James VIII mocked himself with a bitter smile when he thought about the mistakes he made in the past.
"Your Majesty."
A sudden voice sounded behind him.
King James VIII wanted to turn around out of instinct.
"Please maintain your current posture and forgive my rudeness!"
I mean no harm, I am here for the war before us. Compared to the Prairies soldiers, we are on your side, your advisor Louver has proven it! "
The voice said.
King James VIII clenched his fist hard.
He could hear the threat in the voice's words.
"How is Louver?"
Suppressing the rage in his heart, King James VIII asked.
"Don't worry, your advisor is fine, we didn't hurt him … In fact, we are his saviors!"
The voice replied.
"Saviors?"
King James VIII frowned.
...
The forest in the evening was about to enter another beginning.
Tired birds returning to their nests and ferocious beasts appearing were all part of this beginning.
Celty, on the other hand, started a bonfire in the middle of the forest and stood alone outside the forest.
Celty tore open the two packets in his hand and sprinkled the powder evenly around him. When he felt the prying eyes of the beasts were gone, he returned to the campfire and waited patiently.
There were two roasted rabbits on top of the bonfire, and beside the bonfire was a metal kettle. Wisps of steam mixed with the smell of alcohol were escaping from the kettle.
Celty picked up the wine pot that was boiling hot. His expression was calm as if he couldn't feel the heat from the pot. He twisted the lid open and took a big gulp.
Hu!
Then, he spat out a mouthful of alcohol.
A blush quickly appeared on her weathered face.
In his ears, two clear footsteps rang out.
Just right!
Celty stood up with a habitual smile on his face.
"Thank you, Your Highness Mary and Hon. 2567 for coming as promised!"
When he got a clear look at the two of them, his smile got even brighter.
Celty then invited Mary and Kieran to sit beside the bonfire passionately and passed them a roasted rabbit.
"Please don't mind me, I don't have any better food to serve both of you. This is something I found in the afternoon!"
Mary frowned when she saw the roasted rabbit that was slightly charred.
It wasn't that she hadn't eaten worse food before, it was just that the food given to her by a stranger made her instinctively vigilant and resistant.
However, out of Mary's expectation, Kieran took the roasted rabbit. He did not tear the rabbit meat, but instead, he broke it open, like he was breaking an apple, except that there was no crunching sound.
The aroma!
The rich and spicy aroma wafted into his nostrils.
Mary was shocked when she saw the meatball in Kieran's hand being pulled open, revealing the meatball in his stomach.
She didn't expect the roasted rabbit to be so special.
Until Kieran brought the meatball to her mouth, only then did she eat it with a blushing face. Right after that, an even thicker aroma appeared on her taste buds.
It was … soup!
Out of instinct, Mary covered her mouth to prevent the soup from flowing out.
However, the deliciousness of the food made her squeak as she chewed.
Some crushed cartilage was mixed in the meatball, making it even more chewy and blending perfectly with the soup.
It was …
Sparrow meat!
Mary's eyes shone brightly.
She had tasted Kieran's cooking during her trip to Riverdale.
Because it was delicious, she remembered it well.
Mary picked up the other meatball from the roasted rabbit without a second thought.
Kieran's actions had calmed her down.
Celty, on the other hand, started to feel doubtful and anxious.
"Hon. 2567, have you been to Tragg Snow Mountain before?"
Celty asked with slight hesitation.
"No."
Kieran said directly.
"Then what about you?"
Celty pointed at the roasted rabbit.
"It's a simple culinary deduction. Your control of the fire was off by two points. The fire was too strong at first and then you purposely maintained a slow fire, hoping to compensate for your mistakes but instead, you magnified the mistake by more than one fold! The meatball was made from sparrow meat but the sparrow itself wasn't fat enough, it was just a sparrow. Besides, some of the spices you used were old, even though you preserved them carefully, some of the smell still mixed in. Even with wine to cover it up … the final taste was a little lacking. "
Relying on his temporary Transcendence level [Cooking], Kieran didn't even taste the meat and deduced the whole process of Celty's cooking by smelling it.
Still, it wasn't the end.
While Celty was astonished, Kieran continued.
"There are ferocious beasts and venomous bugs around here, so you must have sprinkled some medicinal powder before this. The medicinal powder has an extremely irritating smell and even though most of it is targeted at the ferocious beasts and venomous bugs, humans can still smell it. Besides, because of the direction of the wind, some of the powder went into the fire, preventing the rabbit from entering the mouth. Or should I say, from your point of view, the roasted rabbit itself is a kind of utensil? "
"Those who waste food are shameful!
But those who create food that must be discarded are guilty! "
Kieran then looked at Celty.
Celty was completely dumbfounded.
Kieran's words were out of his expectation.
Celty never thought Kieran was an expert in cooking.
No, no!
To be able to say such words, Kieran wasn't just an expert anymore but a true master who had reached a certain level.
More importantly …
Kieran had disrupted his plan!
Kieran had disrupted the plan that he had been thinking about for a long time to target Mary and Kieran!
No!
He had to redeem himself!
Celty thought in his heart but right at that moment, Kieran spoke again.
"We are here as promised. Please tell Mary more about her mother!"
Kieran went straight to the point without any pleasantries or pleasantries.
When Kieran's words fell into Celty's ears, it was like an unsheathed blade.
Chang!
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