Chapter 321 - Feast

The child has been saved and the overall morale returned almost back to normal thanks to that adorable scene with Dilli and that kind family. Apparently the child they saved is 29 years old. Considering the 1,500 year old average life span here, this 29 year old can't even be considered a teenager.

Some kids around his age told what the situation was, they were rushing a little bit to see the Golden Blood first and thanks to some shoving along with some slipping, the 29 year old kid slipped and fell. It was just all a terrible accident and no one can be blamed here.

They've finally walked in the feast room, Commander Alia appreciated Mogranius' heroic act with a smooch on his cheek. Although it would be the right thing to do for most, dropping food to help someone can be in some small aspects hard for Mogranius.

It is even ridiculous that we are talking about this fact, but Commander Alia understood it quite well how this was a bit more heroic compared to the normal. She didn't say anything, just smooched him on the cheek as he grabbed an apple and ate half of it with a bite.

The group here are guests of honour, so they can just sit down and other people will do the serving. Considering the count of 800 people, some here with babies on their arms, only around 50 people are required to provide fast serving.

Handy enough while Kazer was blasting lava from his palms, destroying Volcanic rock. Many people here began to bring food here since Kazer ordered them too, in aims of a feast.

Since both Eric and Commander Alia weren't here, the title of commanding was automatically given to the most gifted person here. Specifically, the person with blood red hair, Kazer.

Knowing what Commander Alia favours, a lady here brought a nice big watermelon in front of Commander Alia. She just lightly placed the Watermelon on the ground, there are no tables in this room nor chairs.

It is just a cave carrying dirt, rock and Ignite gems shinning on the ceiling, granting proper illumination on the place. But it won't neccesarily prove troublesome for the Calidum Lutum, they sleep on rock.

The watermelon is as big as half of Eric's size in length and weighs fairly over 30 Kilograms. Seeing the humongous size, she looks at the kind lady and says. "Looks like the farm has brought more than we asked for." Of course she spoke in the Calidum Lutum language and this is translated.

"Yes. We have enough food for two years." Answered the lady which also sheds light to this feast, they barely had any food before now they can manage to feed 700 people daily, people who have higher requirements even though they can stay without food much longer compared to an Ignite.

Kazer grabbed Alia's attention when he spoke, "We thank Stefan, we send Watermelon." He tried his best to communicate on the Ignite language so everyone else understands but it brought complications.

So Commander Alia instantly asked in the Calidum Lutum Language, "You've sent him a Watermelon."

"No no." He shook his head a couple of times from left to right before he continued in his native language, "We want to send him a Watermelon to thank him for all that help. We would be starving now if it wasn't for him."

"Oohh." Commander Alia sighed as she stretched one word a bit more than she is supposed too and explained to the rest. "They want to send Stefan a watermelon."

"I'm sure he would love it."

"Who doesn't love Watermelons?"

"This Watermelon can feed a house for a week."

"Let me grab another."

The feast is indeed enjoyable, there are countless fruits and vegetables spread on the ground already in a straight line, Eric and the group sat on one side and the Grand Masters sat on the other side so they can face each other.

There is another line of fruits and vegetables being set in a straight line about 6 meters from the first one, so more people can sit down and eat. The men and women serving here are indeed fast and considering the overall discipline here, only the children are a bit out of order.

Speaking of watermelons, Commander Alia explained to Kazer in the native language in this town and afterwards translated for the rest too. "We are planning to send messengers to Gaster Kingdom and Maleemia as well, so I think you will be able to deliver the watermelon easily."

After the translation, he noticed that Kazer is carrying a rather displeased look on his face. Deciding to ask immediately once she noticed, "What's the matter?"

"Last time the Guards left, 12 didn't return and another has fled battle." Kazer specified as the Ignites and ill.u.s.tratios just chewed on food, not giving much attention to them since they figure that they are just catching on.

"Who fled the battle?" She asked in a low tone, curious enough as she started slicing the Watermelon with her trusty Iron short Sword.

"Kalashat's brother." Kazer specified and considering that Commander Alia knew all Guards by name, he wasn't worried if she would remember who.

"The brother of the man who got shot down with a Crossbow?" She asked, trying to reassure her thoughts.

"Yes, Jataket fled the battle." He specified. You would find it interesting how these people would remember such complex names.

"Are you sure he fled? Jataket is one of the most fearless people I've ever met." Commander Alia stated after she almost choked on her watermelon.

"Countless Guards told me that he fled after stabbing one of our own Guards." Kazer finally told this impactful part of the information and got her indeed in a great shock.

"Are you sure it wasn't an accident?" This has to be taken under consideration! Because an accident can describe this rather well.

"No, I think he tried to put a tremendously hurt Guard out of his misery." Kazer finally decided to cooperate with Alia's thoughts of a Calidum Lutum always doing the right thing.

"I still don't know how it explains the fact that he ran away." Commander Alia replied with a sigh, in a way wanting to end this conversation. She doesn't know how this happened nor doesn't understand, but she knows one fact for sure. This wasn't done because of fear.

But when one topic closed, another one opened. And this a topic that both Commander Alia and Eric feared. "What plan for the 12 lost lives."

"Your point being?" Commander Alia asked calmly as the rest stared at him, due to the fact that he spoke in Ignite language.

"You won't allow blood to dry on ground?" He asked, but due to the lack of a proper sentence it sounded more like an order but she didn't mind.

Afterwards he continued. "ill.u.s.tratio King send army Pameres Kingdom, we want kill King."

Although unclear, everyone could understand it. King Xakro ill.u.s.tratio lll sent the army to Pameres Kingdom so he can be held accountable for the 12 lost lives, meaning he should die.

"I've got some news for you." Commander Alia spoke clearly, and added. "He is dead, blown in to bits along with the Castle?"

"Really?" Asked Kazer with a loud tone and just saw Commander Alia pull her head back and nod lightly. "Haha!" He laughed loudly to the fate of the Grand King and his tone was easily heard in the crowd of murmuring and talking people. "That is great news."

...

Apart from that small debate if they should attack or not, everything went smoothly. Everyone enjoyed their food, they watched Mogranius eat 20 Kilograms of watermelon and got scared a little bit because of it too, because he entered a temporary food coma.

Onwards, Kazer told that there was a huge debate between the five Grand Masters here before the group arrived. They did not want to let this go easily and nearly the entire population shared the same exact spot.

They wanted to burn all of Crutal Kingdom to the ground, it wouldn't be a tricky task either. These 5 Grand Masters can take on the Kingdom alone and win, not to mention if Masters, experts and Magicians were included.

Solely, they just wanted King Xakro dead. But he was surrounded by people who stand with him in unity. And Eric came along months ago carrying a lot of hate for the ill.u.s.tratios, the word spread around here and they've picked up on that hate.

The only reason why anyone didn't carry out this plan, it is because the Golden Blood's word has to be given here. He has the highest standard and to do this without him agreeing too, it would be considered the greatest dishonor.

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Sitting on the walkway, glancing upon the lava underneath their feet and admiring its glory. The rest were just celebrating, some still eating and some dancing with the slapping of some flat rock as their music.

Tons of laughter is still heard there, as Eric and Ada sit close to each other out here on the pathway. "It's beautiful isn't it?" Eric spoke lightly, being used to her to the point where heavy breathing has faded away.

"It is." She answered lightly as she slipped her hand, touching his pinky finger with hers. With her head on his shoulder as well. "This is fun."