Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

"Come here." Dacus smiled slightly, put down the wine glass gently, picked up the wine bottle next to him, filled two glasses with wine, waved to the figure, and said enthusiastically.

The figure walked over with a smile and took the wine glass handed by Dacus.

"This lady, you all know her, Genevieve Sandrine..." Dacus deliberately dragged out the ending sound and introduced her in a slightly exaggerated tone.

"Poti Lectidonie!" The guests present joined in one after another. Those who knew the full name followed Dacus to recite, and those who didn't know also cheered, as if the banquet had reached its climax at this moment.

"Although the dishes have not been served yet, it doesn't prevent us... First of all, thank Ms. Genevieve for preparing a sumptuous dinner for us!" Dacus raised his glass again and said in a loud voice. His words were full of sincere gratitude, which caused another round of cheers and echoes.

The guests raised their glasses one after another, paying tribute to Genevieve and thanking her for her careful preparation. She bowed slightly, smiled gracefully, nodded to the guests, then raised her glass and drank it all.

"Sorry, I... we are late." At this moment, an untimely voice sounded.

The guests present looked in the direction of the voice. They were none other than the dragon and phoenix, the love-hate relationship: Dastan Cold Eyes and Loxia Fallen Heart. In another dimension, they fought in the Claw Sea, and Dastan was almost killed. Now, they have cooperated on many tasks. After completing the earliest development of Lustria, they went to the jungle of the Southland together and sent Master Xia over.

Of course, only Daxus knew this joke. He couldn't tell other elves about their story in another dimension like a charlatan.

The two generals wore ordinary clothes, which were the traditional robes of Duruchi. Because they were going to participate in the banquet, Loxia took off his mask before coming. He knew why the banquet was held. Times have changed, and he doesn't want him to be the most dazzling presence at the banquet. Now, they knew they were late, and stood there a little awkwardly.

"Not late! Just right, just right! Serve!" Dacus didn't ask why they were so late, nor did he say anything about three glasses of wine as punishment. He was not interested in the test that the strong used forcing people to drink to show their authority and control, and the weak used self-abuse to drink to express their loyalty and obedience. He didn't need the test and verification of power, obedience, and sincerity, and he was not the first party, and didn't talk about business. He just liked the excitement.

As the combination was in place, the dining cars were also launched one after another.

The whole order and steps, neither Chinese nor Western, cold dishes and hot dishes were served together, fortunately there was no soup, snacks and fruits served together. Including the whole layout, round table, and then forks, clips... Fortunately, the meat has been boneless, so you can eat it by forking it, without spitting out bones. But none of these are important, just like Dacus and Finnubar playing Gobang, Gobang is not important, what is important is that they are playing chess and talking.

But the dishes are a bit particular, most of which were developed by Dacus and Genevieve when they were in La Plata, full of characteristics and unique style...

Darkius said that he would not conduct obedience tests, but in fact he did...

The experience in La Plata left an indelible impression on some of the guests present. It was okay at noon, but they were most afraid of the dinner at night. Helpless, they could only pray to the gods they believed in, hoping that the dishes served were normal, within the range of what they could eat, and not some dishes that they dared not even look at. Fortunately, there was no nine-turn large intestine that was still in its original state.

For a while, Dacus aimed at the lower three routes of meat livestock, that is, places other than cattle, sheep and chicken. The elf nobles had never seen such a set. Once he made stir-fried chicken gizzards, and the nobles said it was good when they ate it, until... they knew what chicken gizzards were.

Since this time, the nobles have learned to be smart. They ask questions before eating, and only choose to use knives and forks after confirming what the ingredients are. It can be said that they are gods one day and ghosts the next. Sometimes they can eat so much that they are all dazzling and enjoy it. Sometimes after eating, they have to find something else to fill their stomachs.

In addition to chicken offal, there are also beef offal and mutton offal, etc. The dignitaries can't accept it, but it doesn't matter, the army and civilians accept it. The garrison stationed in La Plata enjoyed a good time during that time. They are the same as the dignitaries. They have never seen all these sets, but the difference is that they all say it's good after eating it, and they want to eat it again next time after eating it.

There is no way, Daquus must make full use of various ingredients and study the recipes. After returning to Naggaroth, he set up some snack bars, such as snack bars specializing in selling radish and beef offal. The target audience is soldiers on vacation and civilians with some spare money.

Follow-up... Maybe some stories will appear as time goes by?

For example, 2150... siege of Lothern... low morale... gourmet master... morale boosted... conquer Lothern... passed down to this day.

For example, I forgot the beginning, the middle, and the end. In short, thanks to the Grand Vizier for restoring this lost history.

"Ashiriel roast chicken, one of the specialties." Daquus began to introduce the dishes as they were placed one after another.

The plate presented a colorful and fragrant roast chicken dish that made people salivate. The dish used the latest version of white-feathered chicken. The carefully processed chicken was cut into medium-sized cubes and placed on the baking tray with chopped onions, potatoes and bright red peppers.

All the ingredients are evenly coated with tomato sauce. After the baking tray enters the oven, the ingredients will slowly blend into the sweet and sour taste of tomatoes, and the surface will be baked until golden, exuding a rich aroma, slightly spicy, and with a baked crisp feeling.

When served on the table, the finished product is like a pizza covered with rich fillings, colorful, red, yellow and green, and extremely tempting. The surface of the chicken is slightly crispy, but the inside still maintains a juicy taste, and the potatoes absorb the aroma of the gravy and have a soft taste. The sweet and sour taste of tomato sauce blends into every bite, intertwined with the spicy aftertaste, leaving a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.

Ashirel roasted chicken is the dish that Dakuus needs. After being improved and optimized by Master Wu, a 45-day-old white-feathered chicken weighs about 16 kilograms and can produce about 60% to 70% of edible meat, that is, 9.6 to 11.2 kilograms. Take the middle value, 10 kilograms.

The average chicken intake per person for a meal is about 150 to 200 grams, depending on personal appetite and the number of side dishes. If it is a normal meal, this amount can generally meet the needs of most people. If chicken is the main dish, or if you need to replenish energy after exercise, the intake may increase to 200 to 250 grams.

The elves have a physique here, and the soldiers also need to conduct daily training. After observing the daily needs of the soldiers, Daddy Duck, the god of supply of the elves, set the amount of chicken required for each soldier at 400 grams as the basic value of daily chicken needs. This means that two soldiers in a tent plus one captain, that is, a squad, can use 10 kilograms of chicken to meet the needs of one meal.

In order to ensure the standardized supply of ingredients for each meal, not only chicken, but also the corresponding amount of vegetables and ketchup are calculated. 400 grams of chicken is fixed with 150 grams of vegetables and an appropriate amount of ketchup, so that the soldiers can not only take in enough protein, but also get fiber and nutrition in a balanced way.

Based on these fixed formulas and data, he can start to build a supply accounting system from squads to legions and then to large legions. Calculate the total amount required, constantly adjust the turnover cycle of reserves, and ensure that there are enough ingredients in stock at any time to cope with the long-distance march of the legion and the high-intensity consumption needs during wartime.

The same is true for canteens in institutions, schools and factories. It is nothing more than a question of value.

In his plan, the efficiency and accuracy of supply must reach an extremely high level. Every chicken and every can of ketchup must be accurately calculated to minimize waste and maximize the needs of Drucci. Not only that, he also has to pass on this set of calculation standards and logistics management methods to other logistics personnel, and establish detailed rules for distribution and storage to ensure that every soldier, whether on the front line or in the rear, can enjoy sufficient food.

Only by ensuring that every soldier in the army can eat well can the physical strength and spirit of the soldiers be guaranteed, and the combat effectiveness of the army can be maintained. Otherwise, why can Dakuus be called Dak Daddy and the god of supply of the elves?

"Beef stewed meatballs, please feel free to order." Dacus continued to introduce with a smile.

This dish uses ground beef, also known as shank meat. Beef shank meat is located in the front leg of the cow, where muscles and fascia intersect. Because the muscles and fascia in this area are relatively developed, the taste of beef shank meat is relatively tough, but it is also more chewy.

It is carefully blended with onions, minced garlic and herbs, and kneaded into meatballs of moderate size. A little cumin and black pepper are added to the seasoning, making the aroma of the meatballs more intense and unique. The meatballs are slowly stewed in the carefully prepared tomato sauce, which contains a hint of smoky flavor and a slight sweet and sour taste. The stewed meatballs are full in color, and the surface is slightly soaked in the red sauce.

Kaia glanced at the Druks who had already started eating. When she found that Dacus was using tongs to pick up meatballs for Drusala and Genevieve, she also turned the meatballs over when she was picking them up to ensure that the sauce completely covered the meatballs. Maranul, who was standing by, felt relieved after forking the meatballs.

She also forked a meatball with a fork. The moment she ate it, her eyes lit up. It melted in her mouth, and the aroma filled the air, bringing a warm and rich sense of satisfaction. The taste was rich, the meat inside the meatballs was delicate and juicy, and the sauce was thick.

This dish is also provided to soldiers. It is currently used as a side dish and weekly dish, that is, one meatball is distributed per meal, and it is eaten once a week. We will talk about it later. The specifications of the iron plate are fixed. It can not only roast chicken, but also stew meatballs. The equipment for making meatballs is also fixed, ensuring that the meatballs received by the soldiers are all large.

As for the meat, Dacus cannot guarantee it. He can only guarantee that it is beef, but he cannot guarantee which piece it is. There are only a few tendon meats, and he cannot supply the entire army.

"Boiled chicken legs, which have been deboned," Dacus continued to introduce.

This dish uses fresh chicken legs, and the iron plate of fixed specifications can hold 5 chicken legs at a time. First rinse and wipe off excess water, put it in a deep cup, add a teaspoon of salt, appropriate seasoning, and finally drizzle with two tablespoons of vegetable oil extracted from soybeans or olives. Stir well and marinate for half an hour to ensure that the seasoning is fully absorbed into the meat. After marinating, use another pan, pour another tablespoon of oil, put in the chicken legs, and fry both sides until golden brown. Place the fried chicken legs on a plate.

Elves like tomato sauce and the sweet and sour feeling. Many dishes are inseparable from tomato sauce, and the same is true for this dish. Chop an onion and sauté until it becomes soft and smells sweet. Add the chopped carrots and red pepper, add salt to enhance the flavor, and stir evenly. Pour in the tomato juice, stir and bring to a boil, then simmer until the sauce begins to concentrate and the aroma is overflowing.

Next, add the fried chicken legs into the sauce, dip the chicken legs in the rich tomato sauce, and cook over low heat to ensure that the chicken absorbs the flavor of the sauce. Flip and continue simmering, flip again, and simmer again until the sauce is thick and fragrant. Just before serving, sprinkle in some chopped fresh herbs for a refreshing garnish.

It's troublesome, but it's really delicious. It's one of the best dishes that Darkus came up with during his time in La Plata. Although it is troublesome to do, there is a canteen when you are in the military camp on weekdays, so just do it slowly. He planned to use this dish as a main dish and a side dish, and provide the basic recipe to snack bar operators. The reason why it was basic was that he planned to leave space for the vendors to show their strengths. After all, there are many ways to cook chicken legs. There is no need to cook it this way.

After get off work, I bought a big chicken drumstick and some wine. After the meal, the gods wouldn’t change it, and they agreed to it even when Slaanesh came.

The same goes for the recipes for other dishes. He loves to cook, but he can't cook all the time. He only provides a preliminary version to make a sample, and when vendors come up with a better one, he will go back and purchase the formula for promotion.

"Beef puff pastry."

This dish was developed by Genevieve and is very simple to make. First, shape a round piece of dough, start from the center of the circle, and cut outwards, just like cutting a pizza. If the army makes it, cut it into 11 pieces. Then put the beef filling, onions, oil, salt, and lemon juice together and stir. If possible, heat it. The taste will be better. If not, you can eat it without adding it. Spread the egg liquid on the dough, place the filling on the outermost end of the cut piece, fold it on both sides, and roll it out to make a puff pastry roll. Finally, bake it in the oven.

"Sauteed chicken livers."

"Meatloaf BBQ."

"Beet salad."

The life of the common people in Nagaroth is not very good, and they can only survive by eating beets. This dish was improved upon by Genevieve when she was in Naggarond, and it has been around for a long time. Add tahini and chickpeas, mix with olive oil, lemon juice, and finally stir. The finished product is red. You need to use a spoon. Garnish with shelled and diced avocado and sesame seeds. Classic red and green.

It's soft and glutinous in the mouth, so delicious that you'll stomp your feet...

"Pastijo."

That’s Pastitsio, which is layered with noodles, meat sauce, and cheese. It’s a traditional Greek delicacy that the old Romans loved.

"Moussaka."

Moussaka, a grilled dish layered with eggplant, potatoes, minced meat and creamy white sauce.

"Taco."

Tacos, wrapped with meat, vegetables, cheese, etc., and served with various hot sauces, are not only enjoyed by the old lizard people now, but Druchi who lives in Ashril also likes to eat them.

“Dace with black bean sauce.”

This dish was developed by Darkus. It uses selected dace fish, marinated in high-quality tempeh and slow-cooked, allowing the fish to fully absorb the aroma of tempeh. The fish meat is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It exudes a rich tempeh aroma and a slight salty aroma, with a hint of the mellowness of fermented tempeh, giving it a special fresh taste.

It's definitely not a favor, nor is it here to exchange for a city full of snow and want to eat old Cantonese food.

It's simply a delicious dish that's versatile, whether eaten alone or paired with other ingredients. He plans to make it into cans and distribute them to the army. In case of emergency, soldiers can just open the cans and enjoy them directly to get sufficient energy. When conditions permit, soldiers can also stew dace with black bean sauce and vegetables.

There are also a bunch of dishes, most of which are typical traditional elven dishes, such as fresh fruit platters, herb leaf salads, mushroom stews, and exquisite snacks. Although these dishes are delicious, they are already familiar delicacies to the guests.

Darkos gave them a quick introduction without further introduction. What he introduced were old and new versions of Ashril dishes, with Lustrian-style spices and rich taste, which were quite innovative. Whether it was the golden and crispy Ashril roasted chicken, or the rich and delicious stewed meatballs, etc., the guests were constantly surprised and experienced delicious food that was different from the past. The atmosphere of the banquet gradually became warm. The elves tasted the dishes elegantly, sipped the wine, and occasionally chatted and laughed, with pleasant smiles on their faces. Chupa Coco was in high spirits, with one hand stewed tender chicken leg and the other hand a corn burrito, taking a bite from left to right, sipping Chicha wine from time to time and making a satisfied sound.

The three generals of the Red Dragon were even more bold. They took swigs of whiskey, bumped the bottles against each other, and shouted a few words from time to time. From time to time, they also spit out small streams of flames, causing laughter. When they were done drinking, they started to enjoy the barbecued meat filled with chili that was specially prepared for them.

The barbecue specially prepared for them was not placed on the dining table, but on the dining cart behind them. The red dragon's appetite is there. Now, all the dishes on the table combined are not enough for them. They like the buffet style, where they can eat freely and feel full.

"The Ashril-style dishes are really unique and I was pleasantly surprised." After seeing it, Kaia put down the tableware and wiped her mouth gracefully. She knew that she was the main guest today and the banquet was specially for her. set up. She raised her glass in greeting to Darkus and said with a smile.

"I have put a lot of effort into making sure everyone eats well! As long as you like it, it's all worth it." Dacus laughed heartily and responded, then raised his glass to toast all the guests, his tone full of sincerity and joy.

There was laughter and joy in the venue, and the aroma of wine and food intertwined in the air, making people intoxicated. Whether it was elves, lizardmen or red dragons, everyone put aside the barriers of their identities and enjoyed this happy time together.

After the round was over, Dacus began to show off his skills by using a clamp to put chickpeas into his mouth. It was called a clamp, but it could be used as a metal chopstick with the top fixed...

"Ms. Siglin, do you need to go back?" Dacus suddenly asked after putting another chickpea into his mouth.

As his words appeared, the whole venue suddenly fell into silence, and even the red dragon and Chupakoko stopped eating and drinking. The guests present looked at Dacus from time to time and at Siglin from time to time.

"Do you need it?" Siglin put down the tableware, sat there quietly, and said slowly. She could clearly feel the malicious eyes projected from the position of the Duruchi. As the banquet progressed, she knew that those Duruchi were Maserlan believers, captains, commanders of the Black Ark, and her enemies.

"You and Finarfin will stay in Chapeyuto for a long time. Some competitions will not be held tomorrow. Your fleet?" Dacus asked after delivering another chickpea.

"Fleet?" Siglin's tone was a little surprised.

"How did you... come?" The chickpea that was about to be delivered to his mouth stopped at the mouth of Dacus, and he was also a little surprised.

"I was teleported here, using the props you provided us." Finarfin responded.

"You..." Maranul opened his mouth, and the words were already in his throat, but he finally suppressed the impulse, swallowed it hard, and looked at Finarfin with a speechless expression.

"Maslan, didn't you make any deployments before you came? For example, bring out the fleet of Twilight Fortress and keep it in combat readiness?" Daquus put down the clamp and touched his face with his left hand. He found that some things didn't seem to be what he thought?

"I thought about it, but I didn't decide to do it in the end. Finarfin and I sailed alone, in the name of going to Dawn Fortress. Maybe... when you tell me where the Yangyan Amulet is, I will have a good chat with Admiral Willin of Dawn Fortress?"

Siglin understood. She understood that Daquus would ask that at the beginning. She had thought about this question more than once, but she found that it seemed meaningless to do so? Before she set off, she asked the mages on the Arenur Peninsula to evaluate the spiral staircase. After getting the mages' assurance that any problems with the staircase would not harm the port below, she withdrew the soldiers in the tower in the name of maintaining the staircase.

Moreover, she made other countermeasures. When the Black Ark Fleet of Chapeyuto sailed to the south, the fleet of Twilight Fortress abandoned the Anureil Peninsula, carried supplies and led the residents of the three islands to evacuate to the Far Sea and headed for the Lost Islands of Iletis.

"Finafin and I prayed to Maslan, and the Lord of the Abyss responded to us and let us come to Chapeyuto!" After seeing the somewhat stunned Daquus, she added with high emotional intelligence.

Daquus slowly stood up, his movements steady and solemn. He stretched out his hand and made a downward gesture to show caution, indicating that the Duruchi should not misunderstand his movements, and the whole farce of smashing the cup as a signal and killing three million swordsmen from the next door.

After standing still, he picked up the bottle of Drusala on the table and gently filled himself with wine. The wine flowed into the cup like a gem, and the rich aroma instantly spread in the air. He raised the wine glass and his eyes slowly swept across the venue.

"Cheers to Maselan! Cheers to Siglin and Finarfin, for their fearless courage and devout faith!" He raised his left hand, which was not holding the wine glass, and made a thumbs-up gesture with his fingers. His voice was loud and passionate, with deep affection and respect.

As Dacus raised his glass, the guests around him stood up one after another, holding their glasses and responding to his respect in unison. Ainir and Asrai knew the danger, and their eyes showed their admiration for the two warriors. The red dragons, who also knew the danger, roared in a low voice, expressing their respect for Siglin and Finarfin in their unique way. Only Chupakoko, who didn't know how powerful it was, waved the bottle in his hand and cheered loudly.

Siglin was a little embarrassed by this scene. She lowered her head slightly, smiled shyly, but her eyes were shining. Finarfin patted her shoulder gently beside her, and the two raised their glasses, facing Dacus and the guests, with a firm look.

"May the protection of Maseran always be with us, and may the guidance of the Lord of the Abyss bring light! Thank you for coming. Because of you, our faith is more firm!"

"Cheers to Maseran!"

"Cheers to the pious faith!"

"Cheers to the fearless courage!"

The guests shouted again, and the wine glasses collided with the wine glasses of the surrounding guests in the air, making a crisp sound. The sound of wine glasses colliding one after another, and the atmosphere became more and more heated. Everyone drank the wine with respect. The strong aroma of wine and the warm emotions intertwined in the air of the banquet, filling the whole hall with an exciting atmosphere.

"Did you have a smooth journey in Elsin Alvin?" After a round of toasts, Maranul looked in the direction of the Asur delegation and asked.

"Thanks to your intelligence and everything you did in Kor Vanas, it went smoothly at the beginning. The archbishop kept reconciling our relationship with the dwarves. After getting accurate information, we went deep underground in Blackfire Pass, fought with the demon, and found Gail Maraz? Yes, Gail Maraz, a strange hammer." Marin responded with a smile after eating the mango.

"You may not know, at that time! Isharion completed the final blow to the demon! The most important thing is! He completed this blow in front of the dwarves! It's a pity that I was not there at the time. I really want to see the expressions of those dwarves!" After saying that, Daquus, who had filled the wine, stood up again and raised the glass high, "Cheers to Isharion! Cheers to him for completing this blow in front of the dwarves!"

Isharion couldn't help blushing slightly when he heard Daquus's loud praise, and seemed a little embarrassed. He scratched the back of his head, as if trying to hide his embarrassment, but the smile on his face was a bit complacent and proud. When the elves and red dragons heard that he had completed the final blow to the demon in front of the dwarves, they cheered and praised, and the atmosphere on the scene instantly became more heated.

"Imagine the expressions of the dwarves when they saw this scene!" Hoha, who was a little drunk, couldn't help laughing.

"The dwarves must be pale, right? Hahaha, it's really refreshing! Isharion? This glass of wine is for you!" Skarandil grinned, revealing a row of sharp teeth, patting Toga and laughing.

Chupakoko didn't know the key, but it didn't stop him from waving the bottle excitedly, jumping on the chair, and shouting loudly.

"Don't be shy, this is an amazing achievement, this is an honor!" Marin on the side smiled and looked at Isharion, gently patting Isharion on the shoulder.

"In fact, I didn't think too much at the time... But it was an unexpected gain to make the dwarves pale." Isharion lowered his head slightly, with a shy smile on his face, raised the glass handed over by Bel-Ahor, and whispered.

"This glass of wine is for your fearless courage!" Daquus laughed.

"Cheers to Eltharion!"

The atmosphere in the venue was one after another, with clinking glasses, laughter and congratulations intertwined again.

"What happened next?" After sitting down again, Ryan asked curiously, while putting his hands on his head and gesturing.

"They refused!" Marin's expression changed instantly, and her originally happy look became a little angry, her brows slightly frowned, and her lips pursed tightly, as if she was recalling the scene at that time. She said coldly, with a hint of unhappiness in her tone.

At the same time, the expressions of Asur from Elsing Alvin became not so good, and they recalled the scenes they experienced in Karaza-a-Karak.

"Shame on you!" After hearing the news, Cowell, who had taken a sip of wine, stopped drinking the wine, put the wine glass back on the table heavily, and cursed angrily.

"We went there with sincerity, after all, the Phoenix Crown is a sacred object of the elves. But they had no room for negotiation and even disdained it." Marin continued, with a cold look in her eyes.

"According to the plan, Finnubar went to Karaz-a-Karak to try to find the Phoenix Crown, but obviously..." Daquus explained to the uninformed guests.

Things were as he expected, and the result was the same as the result of the other plane. Even with the bonus of the Anvil of Doom and Gail Maraz, no breakthrough progress was made.

There are many reasons for this. The current Supreme King is not Thorgrim the Grudgebearer, who has a vicissitudes of life and a gleam of wisdom between his eyebrows. The relationship between the elves and the dwarves has not reached that stage. Of course, the most important thing is that the Phoenix Crown may not be in Karaz-a-Karak, but in the lost Eight Peaks.

So... how to exchange this, the dwarves attack the Eight Peaks? Do the dwarves have this ability? Or tell Asur that the Phoenix Crown is in the lost Eight Peaks? Don't want face? They could only reject Asur's proposal, with the bonus of the Anvil of Doom and the recovery of Gail Maraz.

"The dwarves are still the same, stubborn and short-sighted." The red dragon Splinterwin on the other side sneered and said sarcastically.

The elves nodded one after another, fully recognizing and agreeing with the red dragon's words, with deep dissatisfaction on their faces, as if they were ready to pick up knives and kill Karaza-a-Karak.

"The dwarf society has a butcher tradition. They are the most bizarre and deadly dwarves? After completing the kill, they will add a prefix to the title of butcher. Among them... Giant Butcher is the least valuable title of the dwarves. Do you know why?" Daxus suppressed his scolding and signaled everyone to be quiet. He stood up, as if he was going to raise his glass to toast again. When everyone thought he was going to toast again, he told a story, or more accurately: a joke.

The banquet hall was silent for a moment. The guests were stunned, not fully understanding what Dacus meant.

"Because to the dwarves, except for the goblins, all humanoid creatures are giants!" Seeing this, Dacus lowered his voice and added with a bit of joking.

In an instant, the guests finally reacted. The funny appearance of the dwarves solemnly and proudly calling themselves "Giant Butchers" appeared in front of them, and they burst into laughter. The elves covered their mouths and laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs. Even the usually steady Bel-Ahor couldn't help but smile. The red dragons laughed even more. Malok slapped the table hard, and his tail accidentally hit the wine bottle behind him, making a crisp sound.

At this moment, Chupakoko felt that he was excluded. He was a little confused. Although he could understand what Dacus was saying, he didn't understand what Dacus was expressing at all. He also didn't understand why the hot-blooded people present were so emotional and laughed so loudly.

Chupakoko was indeed excluded. In an occasion full of elves and red dragons, teasing dwarves was the biggest political correctness. Except for Duruchi, which elf branch had no hatred with the dwarves? Ainir and Aslai appeared because of the revenge war. Why did Splinterwin have the title of "Splitting Wings"? Wasn't it because he was shot by the dwarf's crossbow? In the dwarf's Kazarid language, Malok means resentment.

As for the future, we will talk about it later.

"Do you know? The dwarves once wanted to build a cavalry unit, but eventually gave up! Tolandir, do you know why?" After laughing for a while, Dacuus started again, and finally threw the question to Tolandir. He knew the relationship between Tolandir and the dwarves too well. Tolandir shot a dwarf in the head in the tavern of Sulinburg and sent him back to Valaya's arms.

"Because everything that can be ridden is too high for them!" Tolandir stood up, pulled the non-existent accordion with both hands, and responded in a teasing tone.

"I have dealt with dwarves, and I found that they like to say short phrases. At first I didn't understand why, but later... I found that they are used to speaking in short sentences!" Another round of laughter, and after the laughter ended, Riel stood up.

The dwarf joke time has begun... (End of this chapter)