"It's over!" Roland sat down on the ground and gasped.

"Well! It's over! We won!" Bahrain also sat down on the ground without any image.

"Tell me what you think!" Roland said quietly, looking at the huge remains of the Fire Demon.

"Of course it's to retake the whole of Moria!" Balin took out a bottle of wine from somewhere and drank it all in one gulp.

"Don't tell me! I was feeling so empty after the death of this fire demon! I didn't even know what to do after coming down here!" Balin was so excited that he seemed at a loss. He sat on the ground and kicked his legs unconsciously.

"Let everyone have a good rest! Our dragon also needs to rest, she is seriously injured!" Roland looked worriedly at the Smurf who was protected in the center by the royal guards. At this moment, she had shrunk her body and became the size of a house cat.

"Is your dragon okay?" Balin's face changed. After all, the elven dragon's injury was caused by them. How much compensation should be given to a dragon? Waiting online! Very urgent!

"It's not fatal, but the wound is serious. He won't be able to fight for a long time..." Roland sighed. The Smurf had been trampled by the Balrog's war blow, breaking several ribs and bruising his internal organs! Although he looked fine on the outside, Cardo told Kaslo that his fellow Smurf had suffered severe internal injuries!

"Is there anything we can do to help?" Balin asked quickly, looking at Roland with some shame.

"It's okay. She'll be fine after a while of recuperation. Anyway, there's no need for her to fight right now!" Roland waved his hand unconcernedly. Even if it was an elven dragon, it was still a pure-blooded giant dragon! Its vitality was incredibly strong! As long as it survived, it would be full of life in a few days at most. After all, elven dragons were the most natural dragons, with a wealth of life-saving and recovery skills.

"Your Highness, this is for you!" Covered in blood, Caslo took out the heart of the Fire Demon he had just dug out and handed it to Roland.

"Thank you! Go down and clean up and have a good rest!" Roland took out the Heart of the Flame Demon and threw it into the system space.

"Omsk! Lead everyone to cook! Give everyone something hot to eat!" Roland swallowed his saliva; he also felt hungry.

"No problem!" Omsk's eyes lit up. He had just fought a big battle and had consumed a lot of energy. Nothing could make people feel more comfortable than eating a hot meal.

"Your Highness? Lord Omsk asked us to come and ask you for ingredients! And the utensils for our meal." A team of Lordaeron rangers came over and whispered to Roland, who was sitting on the ground without any image.

"Oh! Okay, no problem! I'll look for it!" Roland began to search the system's air force awkwardly. He had asked someone to cook for him, but they didn't provide him with pots, bowls, or ingredients...

"Thank you, Your Highness. If there is nothing else, we will go back and report!" The rangers of Lordaeron pulled some soldiers to help them transport the things to the open space in the square.

"Oh! Turin! You actually use a space ring to store vegetables?" Balin was shocked by Roland's extravagance.

"Haha! It's an heirloom, and it has a large capacity. If I can make everyone's life better outside, I'll try my best to make it better!" Roland smiled and shook his head. He had to be grateful for the vastness of the system space, which allowed Roland to put down all his miscellaneous things.

"I'll go see what they've done!" Roland swallowed as he smelled the aroma of baking bread.

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"Omsk, what are they doing?" Roland looked curiously at his soldiers busying around the campfire.

"Toast, lettuce wraps and grilled meat! Salted fish soup and some leftover grilled meat!" Omsk smacked his lips.

"Not bad, not bad! I'm waiting for dinner!" Roland patted his shoulder.

"Why didn't I notice it before? Our ranger has such good skills!" Roland shook his head in amazement.

"Haha! These rangers have been living in the jungle all year round. Self-sufficiency is their survival instinct. They are one of the few half-elf armies in the empire. I can only say that they are really lucky to be able to pass it down!" Omsk said with emotion.

"Your Highness, dinner is ready!" A ranger ran over and said to Roland.

"No problem. Please inform Caslo. He should be sleeping. Don't let him miss the meal." Roland instructed.

"Bahrain! Let's eat!" Roland knocked on the silver bowl in his hand with a clapper.

"Oh! King Roland, your tableware is so strange! Two sticks?" Balin looked at the kaizen in Roland's hand curiously.

"Haha, just tableware from home..." Roland shook his head, but inexplicably he began to miss that blue planet...

"It's not bad here. At least I'm a king, right?" Roland consoled himself.

"Hey! Caslo! It's time to eat! Pay attention!" Roland shook the sleepy Caslo.

"Ah~ Hello, Your Highness! I'm so sleepy~ I fought with that Flame Demon for a long time and my muscles are sore all over!" Caslo began to complain to Roland.

"Um...eat well and take your time to sleep. If you sleep now, you will wake up hungry and there will be no hot food to eat!" Roland said.

"That makes sense!" Caslo picked up a piece of toast that was as long as his forearm and as thick as his palm without hesitation, then broke open the crispy bread and put the vegetables and grilled meat in it.

"Huh! You learned it from me?" Roland teased. It seems Roujiamo (Chinese roujiamo) really has no regional boundaries. (Hamburgers are practically the same as Roujiamo.)

Sure enough, the soldiers of Lagrande all followed Caslo's example and started eating. This all started when Roland started eating it this way. Compared to everyone else's method of eating with a bite of bread, a bite of barbecue, and a sip of wine, this method was significantly more time-efficient and labor-saving. Plus, it wasn't greasy when paired with vegetables. It was a popular dish for all ages, both men and women! It soon became a hit throughout the entire Rapid City area.

"Don't just eat! Come and take a look! We're about to fight our way through Moria! I want you two to give me some advice on the road ahead!" Roland took out a map and spread it on the ground while chewing on the alien version of roujiamo.

"Hey! This map is very accurate!" Bahrain said in surprise.

"Well, it's okay." Roland turned a careless eye. After all, this was given by the system when he signed in not long ago. It was much more detailed than all the maps now.

"Look, the two of you. Should we go back to Rivendell from the west gate, cross the Misty Mountains, cross the river from the Old Pass, and take the Old Forest Road back to Riverstorm, or should we go through the east gate, pass Lórien, and take the Anduin River north to the Old Pass?" Roland asked the two of them, pointing at the map.

"Of course, go through the east gate! Wouldn't it be a circle to go back the same way?" Caslo shrugged.

"The main thing is that I'm afraid of accidents along the way. After all, we've never been to the eastern foothills of the Misty Mountains before, and we're not very clear about the distribution of forces..." Roland was a little worried.

"Pfft!" Omsk laughed out loud and almost choked.

After swallowing his food with difficulty, he said to Roland, "No matter what happens, I believe our army will handle it! Under the sword, we will determine the truth!" A murderous look flashed in Omsk's eyes. If there were truly blind beings, whether human or orc, the heavy infantry of Lagran would tell them, never! Do not block the Lagran soldiers' way home!