Chapter 321： Haven't eaten meat for 1 year

Habayashi Xueying smiled and turned to the soldiers and said, "I want a glass of fruit wine, a piece of bread, and a steak!"

But Graham was not polite at all, he ordered a whole roasted chocobo and a jug of ale.

"A chocobo? Have you finished eating? There is a shortage of food here, you can't finish it, don't order so much!" Yubayashi Xueying said: "Although I am the lord of the city, I dare not order randomly!"

"I haven't eaten meat for a year, I can finish ten heads!" Graham said with a loud laugh.

The two talked and laughed happily as if no one was around, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years. The elves are fine, but the orcs have a lot of guesswork.

The orcs were divided into two sides, with 25 people on one side, and each side was separated by more than 5 meters. They all have a magician who releases a sound-proof enchantment next to them, so they can't hear the voices of the two approaching orcs, but they can see the people.

Behind each orc there are also two troll warriors holding bone-cutting swords, and an elf in front of them is talking to him across the table.

Where Habayashi Blood Eagle and Graham were, everyone could be seen easily, and others could also easily see them. Because this is an open space, not even a tree, but there is no magician around the two of them to release the sound barrier.

Soon both of their things were served, and Graham grabbed the roasted chocobo's leg and tore it off without hesitation, biting it and drinking it.

"It's delicious! Your chef's barbecue skills are good!" Graham said with a greasy thumb.

"It's fine if you think it's delicious." Habayashi Xueying smiled.

The two ate for a while, and then clinked glasses with each other a few times. An elf came over and asked, "It's dinner time, sir, isn't it? Give them something to eat too? The mages and lobbyists are tired!"

"Go! Give everyone something to eat!" Habayashi Xueying said: "The mage's sound-proof barrier cannot be stopped, and another batch will go up!"

A team of mages went up to replace them, and the meals were also pushed up.

The meals of elves and trolls are about the same level, but the personal preferences of ordering dishes are different, and the dishes are not the same.

Orcs are uniformly divided into three categories, good, medium and bad. The good thing is that it is the same as Grimm, a plate of barbecue with a jug of wine. In it is a loaf of bread with a bowl of broth. What is poor is a piece of bread with a bowl of water, the standard food for Hinterland prisoners and captives.

After the food was distributed, all ten of Grimm's cronies had good meals, while those with medium meals and poor ones became uneven.

"Why do they eat differently?" Graham asked Habayashi Blood Eagle.

"I won't talk about your personal guards, they are all your cronies. Since I gave it to you, I must give it to them too!"

Habayashi Blood Eagle saw Greem nodded and said: "Didn't I tell you the rest? I want to try how they treat you. If you want to try, you can't just say a few words! You say Isn't it? Does a different meal make a difference?"

Graham thought for a while, and there was indeed truth to what he said. He really didn't believe that a meal could change anything, so he nodded.

But the conversation inside the soundproof barrier is different.

An orc who got the worst food looked up at the orc with medium food on the right, then at the good food of the leader's cronies on the left, and asked the elf opposite him, "Why do I eat worse than all of them?"

The elf looked up to the left and right, and said indifferently: "That is your leader's confidant, didn't you see your leader drinking and chatting with our chief? What can I say?

I'm not too sure about the one on the right, I've been talking to you, but I can't hear what they say, how do I know? If you promised to teach our squadron how to catch nets, which one would you like to eat?

You think I made you eat these tasteless things on purpose! Come on, if you don't work today, you can relax and go back to the quarry to work, just take it as a day off! If you refuse to teach, we will learn it after the other squadrons finish it! "

The orc gnawed on the bread unwillingly, drank the clear water, and his eyes flickered.

In addition, in Yui's sound-proof knot, the orc who got a medium meal also asked the elf opposite him: "Why is the meal different?"

The elf opposite him also looked up and said, "It's not bad! You see, I'm about the same as them!"

He pointed to the troll soldier behind the orc and said.

"I'm talking about the difference of the orc!" said the orc.

The elf looked at it carefully and was surprised, "Hey! Yes! What's going on?"

If he couldn't figure it out, he simply didn't want to think about it: "Don't think about it, you can eat yours! You are not the worst in comparison!"

The elf laughed and said, "Hurry up and eat! Maybe the chef made a mistake. If you don't eat it again, they may exchange your share for the prisoner's meal later. Don't you know if you took advantage of it? Maybe the next meal will not be so good." All right."

The troll blinked his eyes, and after a while, he quickly ate all the food in big mouthfuls.

Suddenly, a group of elves seemed to have forgotten what they had done, and hurried here with rolls of linen. The orcs, trolls, and elves who were eating all stopped eating at the same time, and looked at the group of elves strangely.

The group of elves didn't care about so many people watching them, UU Reading only cared about their own work. After a while, each sound-proof barrier was surrounded by linen, and they couldn't see each other.

"Hehe! It turned out to be surrounded! What did you think they were doing? These guys should be criticized when they go back!" An elf opposite the orc in the barrier gloated with a smile.

After a while, he frowned again and said, "It's a pity! Chief Cirvanas isn't here, and the city lord doesn't care too much about things. Maybe letting them escape this time isn't necessarily..."

In another enchantment.

"What are they doing?" Graham's confidant asked.

"How would I know!" the elf said angrily, "The order I got was to come and persuade you to teach our squadron how to catch nets, but you refused to teach. Why should I answer you?"

"I refuse to teach you, so why give me food that is better than others?" asked the orc.

"You think I'm willing!" The elf was even more annoyed: "You got the light on your heads this time, didn't you see our officer eating with your leader? Good guy, a chocobo, he can Can you finish eating? No, if you don’t teach our squadron, I can’t give you such a good food!”

Upon hearing this, Graham's confidant quickly grabbed the barbecue, licked it indiscriminately, and said, "Look, you're drooling!"

The elf was going to grab the wine again, but the orc quickly snatched it up first, and drank it up in a few sips.

"You... you are starving to death! How can you eat so fast?" the elf scolded angrily.

"I haven't eaten meat in a year!" Graham's confidant smiled smugly.