The feast will be ready once in a while.
A wooden box in place of a chair is arranged a short distance from the ledge, and a large plate is placed on the barrels about knee height, which quickly turns into a table.
I thought my second son, Ninilas, was gossiping about one of his tents, and he came back with a barrel that looked exactly like he had been replaced by a table foot.
However, this one seems to contain contents.
Pulling out the wooden plug on the side of the barrel, a light brown liquid dripped from the swallow.
Ninilus hands it around more and more as he cleverly receives it with a jock.
One crack of the twins continues to throw the plate removed from the crate into the universe, and when the other accepts it all the time, it is given to Diargo, who leans by the crate.
A wooden spoon that was spinning an iron pan lifted up, and a plate poured with trollish soup lined the table one after the other.
The third son, Gugtuff, was a black stone bowl, crushing something to the ground.
It looks like a dried blue fruit skin with salt and red pepper.
When it is sprinkled in the soup with the finishing touch, the citrus aroma springs up.
Moo couldn't wait to beat Tor's knee to the delicious smell of drifting.
Finally, the outer leaves of the supple pointed cabbage are stripped and discarded, and the leaves in the mistletoe are placed on the table instead of the dish.
A large sausage, which was broiled there, is allowed to ride with jujuju and gravy.
In addition, salted pork fat was served with just a teaspoon of choy.
It is the kind of menu you would see in an inexpensive tavern, but it is a great treat in a place like this, far from the city.
Rolloff, his eldest son, who confirmed that they were all on the table, lifted a jock poured with barley wine and stood up.
And speak with a proud face.
"Four guests came to our river plain today. The famous Mud Fisher and his crew! Look, when's the first time I've seen a beautiful guest like this?
"You've never done this before, brother. Just move on."
"Whoa, right. This is our best hospitality. Swallow it and eat it! Then the protection of the Six Gods is yours!
"Protect the six gods!
With the sound of a toast, the noisy dinner began.
Tor quickly carries Kusan's soup into his mouth.
First, a little thickened juice in barley wrapped her tongue softly.
After that, the flavors of the boiled vegetables pass over the tongue one after the other, concluding with red spicy peppers and sour green grapefruit.
Thor sighed deeply, having fully tasted the feeling of falling into the back of his throat.
I was concerned about the ingredients, so when I soaked them up with a spoon, the onion in the round potato, plus the green beans, came out of the bottom as well.
The flavour of the fish expanded to a full extent when the mouth contained a large chunk that was further gobbled.
"This is..."
"Oh, that's the one who dried the bloody fish. There you go."
To the words of a shield whose forehead is overstretched, Thor turns his gaze to the dirt.
Several fillets were seen hanging in the frame of a tree placed between the tents.
"And I also make smoked food."
If you ask me, there is a large pot like that on the top of the jar.
"No, I can take it, so I'm trying to make sure I'm not tired of eating."
"You're not going to sell it or anything?
"It's a long way from here. It's hard to take it. It won't work any time soon."
Over time, the flavor drops rapidly, so the purchase of the blood-blown fish ends after noon of the day.
In this place, which takes two hours to get to the boutique, I guess it's not the right place to take one or two fish.
"And if you bring more, you'll find out."
"After all, is it something you can't take much of?
"It's easy to hook up to scaffolding."
Naturally, the blood-blown fish don't come up to land, so when you defeat them, the majority disappear to the bottom of the river.
If we bring in a large number of monsters that should be difficult to recover, there is also the possibility that we can be suspiciously investigated.
"If you like, would you like to take some home for a souvenir?
"Is that okay?
It was Euril, who unexpectedly sat next to him, who made his voice play.
Born in the North, she's actually an unmatched fish lover.
But far from the sea, only processed goods are available around here, and they are quite expensive.
The blockade of the northern streets has not yet been completely lifted because some of the former Border Street bossaria next door could have been reclaimed but still needs vigilance.
Because of this, the fish remained a difficult situation to obtain.
"Yeah, take as much home as you want"
"Thank you for that. Hehe, I'm so excited."
Yuryl, who dyed his cheeks a little because of the booze, lifted the jock gently to show his gratitude.
Diargo, who received it with a poisonless grin, has asked Thor in a strange tone.
"But I was surprised. Soon they made it through the woods, didn't they? Besides, you're not alone, and your people..."
"Oh, there's a lot going on. I'll be a junior at this hunting ground, so thank you."
"No, welcome. Um... Didn't the Rollovs say they were impotent? They're not offensive, but they're a little obsessive about their personality, or they don't see them around every now and then."
"I'm glad you told me something. And I was impressed with that one. I used to make it that far."
"You're twice as enthusiastic. I've been hit, too."
To his brothers, who cheerfully drink up their barley drinks, Diargo sends a glimpse from the back of his forehead.
And slightly down the tone of his voice, he asked Thor.
"So... I heard you came to help me, is that true?
"Oh, that sounds like fun when you can do that. Can we help, too?
"... okay? Um... thank you."
The Tea Horn youth, who gleefully tilted the jock and made it red to the neck, continue the conversation as they whine.
"Actually...... I had the impression I was like a lonely person. But I was actually surprised that it wasn't. I can't believe you're getting on with this ridiculous story."
"Maybe when you get older, you want to stick your neck in something extra."
"Really?
"You know, it's my creed that there's actually a lot more to be gained from a loss-less relationship."
"Oh, then I kind of get it. I was really happy to meet them, too."
Saying so, the fat shield looked around the table again.
The big three brothers are already obsessed with drinkers, while they occasionally wield their fists making loud, crappy jokes.
Euril totally broke it down, too, and he was mixed up in a conversation between the three of us with his usual grin as he emptied the jock at the same pace.
Sora and Moo are groaning as they grab the sausage as they devour deep dish soup to compete.
Tapa and Tari of the Cui Yu clan, who have narrowed their eyes even further beside them, are very busy serving the soup by cutting it into large bites that are easy to eat sausage for their children.
Diargo, who turned to Tor again, nods deeply and lifts the jock.
"Well... it's not much of a pattern, let's drink to it. What if?
"Right, good meet and good company"
"Yeah, to meet and mate"
The feast lasted until the sun fell abundantly that day, so the Tors decided to have the river plains over here stay.
Sleeping beds just stretched with a simple tent of rain are made in a hurry, each rolling in.
Thanks to the absorbent grass, there are no interrupting bugs, and the monsters don't come as far from the shore.
A cool breeze from the river passes through a tent that has been opened back and forth.
The Tors stretched out their hands and feet to indulge in a safe and comfortable peeling bedding.
Thor looks up at the night sky with his face out of the tent, embraced by a moo that rests easily.
In the cloudless late night sky, the stars were blinking like scattered grains of light.
"Beautiful, Tor"
"Oh, nice view. … I feel there are more stars than there are in the city"
"Yeah, maybe. I think about the village."
In reply to Sora in the next tent, Thor recalls his conversation at dinner today.
"Hey, Sola. Adventure, you having fun?
"Yeah. I could see such a beautiful sky, and thank you so much for bringing me here, Tor"
"... well. All right then."
Thus passed Thor's first day in the Bloodshed River.