"It's really not easy to drink wine nowadays!" Balder sighed. The migrating centaurs could only exchange some crude and muddy wine from the northern residents such as the wandering grassland elves and goblins and dwarves. Their living conditions did not allow them to brew their own wine. You know, grain is a hard currency in Middle-earth. Compared with those wild fruits and vegetables that are easy to spoil and difficult to carry, grain can be moved around with the centaurs. The centaurs who have no fixed place of residence usually have no arable land. They only cook some porridge to celebrate during grand festivals. Usually they live a life of fishing and hunting.

Ironically, Centaurs are actually the most talented farming race in Middle-earth! An adult Centaur can plow dozens of acres of land in a single day. Their strong limbs and developed muscles, combined with their fighting spirit or magic, allow them to plow the land with ease. Unfortunately, they lack a unified "sword" to protect their plows!

"Cheers to our prosperity!" Roland raised his glass and shouted.

"Cheers! For the king!" Balder also raised his glass.

"Bang!" The two oak cups collided with each other. Roland and Balder raised their glasses and drank them at the same time. After finishing one cup, Roland smacked his lips and found that this turbid ale tasted no different from beer!

"Girl, give me some ice." Roland gently patted Nyx's butt as she curled up and ate snacks with Niya.

While exclaiming at the amazing feel, Roland couldn't help but express his sincere admiration for magic! Look! Look! Want to know how to make ice with your bare hands?

"Hmm!" Nyx was startled. She turned around and glared at Roland coquettishly, and a soft whimper came out of her mouth that was stuffed with snacks.

"What? The weather isn't that hot yet. Be careful not to get sick!" Nix swallowed the snack in his mouth and rolled his eyes at Roland. Although he looked disdainful, his words were full of concern.

"Less, ice wine is more enjoyable." Roland kissed and rubbed Nyx's blonde hair, coaxing her like a cat.

"Drink less, or you'll have diarrhea." Seeing she couldn't argue with Roland, Nyx quickly sank into his warm palm. She casually grasped the air, and a ball of icy blue magic gathered in the air. Soon, the water molecules in the air clung together and formed several two-centimeter-square ice cubes. (A water mage's power is to control water, and ice is the strength of water! Therefore, water mages also use the most basic ice spells.)

"Plop! Plop!" As the ice cubes sank and floated in the yellow liquor, Roland suddenly felt a little sad. He missed his days on Earth so much. Although he couldn't decide the lives of thousands of people, and he didn't have a crown by his side...but the peace and warmth of home there were unforgettable. Fortunately...she was in this world! Roland looked back at Nyx, who was still struggling with a snack made from plant roots. A tenderness flowed from his heart, warming his heart.

"What a pity there are no crayfish." Roland suddenly burst out laughing. People say that crayfish go well with beer, but if there are no crayfish, then he can just make do with barbecue. His identity as a high-level Warcraft Earth Pig is not a disgrace to this barrel of muddy wine.

"What shrimp?" Balder scratched his head in confusion.

"Nothing. Baron Balder, please get us some barbecue! Drinking alone is a bit bland." Roland thought it would be better to get some snacks to go with the wine.

"No problem!" Balder patted his chest and prepared to call people to barbecue.

"Roland~ I want to eat the grilled fish you made!" Suddenly, Nyx's sweet and innocent voice came. Compared with the barbecue in Middle-earth which only has simple salt, the premium barbecue ingredients that Roland got when he signed in through the system are simply the most delicious thing in the world!

"Um~ Can Balder prepare a barbecue grill? Let me do the barbecue!" Roland smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, okay, of course! I'll have them prepare it right away!" Balder immediately ordered two strong centaurs to bring a barbecue oven. It was quite funny to say that this barbecue material was actually supported by Stormwind. After all, the centaurs didn't know how to smelt iron, and it was really difficult for them to build such a big furnace.

Roland skillfully added the best charcoal, and then a ball of holy flame ignited in his hand. It was embarrassing to say that Roland asked for some charcoal to wield the Holy Flame, the strongest holy flame for the Paladin to fight against evil forces... This was enough to make the first generation of Paladins angry. Didn't you see Balder standing there in a daze with the fire starter in his hand?

"He's handsome, right?" Roland was extremely narcissistic towards Nyx.

"Mm! You look so handsome wielding the Holy Flame like that! I hope you don't piss off the past Holy Heroes of Lagrande. I think the coffins of our ancestors can no longer hold them down!" Nix said with a sweet laugh. You know, the first Grand Duke Nix was also a Holy Hero! (A Sixth-Rank Paladin). If he's still alive... he should be able to piss them off and bring them back to life.

"Is this...really a life-or-death struggle?" Roland said deliberately.

"Puchi!" Bader's face flushed red and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Sorry! Your Highness~ It's... I was rude." Balder said breathlessly.

"Forget it! I forgive your powerlessness!" Roland said in a pretentious manner, his arrogant demeanor just like the former Emperor Lagrande!

"Okay! Stop pretending! My fish is going to get burnt!" Nix pinched the soft flesh on Roland's waist, revealing his true colors.

"Fish is so cute, how can we eat it?" Roland teased Nyx while flipping the grilled white fish.

"Add more cumin! Less chili!" Tears flowed down the corners of Nyx's pretty mouth.

“…” Roland.

"Abnormally spicy?"

"don't want!"

"How spicy is it?"

“Less spicy!”

"Super spicy?"

"Go to hell!" Furious, Nix swung her fist and hit Roland's broad back with a series of punches. However... what kind of damage could a magician's melee attack do?

(At this moment, a wizard named Gan passed by, glanced at Roland with disdain, and cursed at him.)

"Hmm? What a nice smell!" The moment the cumin touched the fish, a fragrance rushed towards everyone along with the rising white smoke.

Balder's eyes widened, Niya's eyes widened, and Nyx's eyes widened too. Three pairs of cunning eyes stared straight at the poor grilled fish. One could imagine what would happen to it after it was served...

"Hiss, hiss, hiss~" As a small pinch of chili powder is evenly sprinkled on both sides of the grilled fish, a special aroma comes to your face.

"Girl, can you bring me a wooden plate?" Roland asked affectionately.

"Bang!" Balder, who had been squatting on the side, leaned over with a big face and handed over the wooden tray he had been planning for a long time.

"Hey! Eat slowly! Be careful of the heat!" Roland warned, then began to circle around the Earth Pig. He wanted to find an easy part to cut off, so he could make some charcoal-grilled tenderloin or pork belly.

"Well! Let's do it here!" Roland looked at the muscular shoulder blades of the Earth Boar and decided to cut off a front leg and some meat, and distribute the rest to the knights and centaurs.

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