Marshall, Haru and Tong did not stay too long in other areas of [Bandit Lost Paradise], but quickly returned to the hotel where they rested.

She really didn't want to be stared at by the gang of gangsters on the street anymore, which directly caused the two slightly tired orcs Chun and Tong to lose their extraordinarily sumptuous Chinese meal.

Instead, he dined in the inn with William, the fat man, and all the other orc attendants.

Fortunately, the lunch was full and extremely rich. They had fresh mushrooms stewed in creamy soup and potatoes baked with camphor wood as their staple food.

And the meat wasn't bad either. The innkeeper actually served four roast suckling pigs that were bigger than the Marshalls and were still sizzling with golden fat!

Marshall gently twitched the tip of his nose. A very obvious anise smell - the humidity was not low, indicating that it was also very fresh - could flow into his nasal cavity along with the hot air. When he poked it with a knife and fork, the smell came from the handle of the knife.

To the touch, it's like the meat is sucking the knife in, rather than the tip of the knife digging into the oily and shiny flesh.

The little girl may know why this wretched innkeeper is so fat. If she eats like this every day, she will definitely gain weight.

There are also drinks. Under the dizzying sunshine that slants in in early summer, a cup of iced lemon bubble tea with milky white coolness is a good choice. The orcs are sipping it with big sips and sizzling.

The sizzling malt liquor. William and the fat man were sipping shochu from a white bottle. It was transparent in color and without any impurities. The taste of the liquor was more dignified and deeper than that of malt liquor.

Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol according to Yaris regulations.

There is only William and his party in the restaurant of the hotel now, and I don’t know how the food and accommodation problems of other passengers are solved.

Meal time is noisy. Although the orcs all drink a lot, drinking so much will always have an impact on them. The sounds of swallowing, chatting, and roars from deep in the throat are crowded in the hall, and finally

It formed a bustling scene.

Marshall's meals at Palazzo Portello were quiet, but she discovered that a little noise wasn't such a bad thing.

As Marshall's personal bodyguard, Chun naturally had to eat beside her. The roasted pig was very hot, and the orcs' main way of eating meat was to grab it with their hands. At this time, Marshall's hands came in handy.

"Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing!" Marshall muttered in his mouth, cut off large pieces of meat, and stuffed them into Chun's dinner plate. Her appetite was relatively small compared to Chun's, and she was the first to finish it...

Inexplicably, he became a hard worker cutting meat.

"Well..." Chun tore the pork in his hands hard, whipping his tail quickly behind him, not noticing Marshall's resentful eyes at all.

But when she remembered how the wolf-orc took great care of her in normal times, her eyes immediately turned from complaining to softening.

"Haha." William had already finished his Chinese food and smiled when he saw Marshall's embarrassed look. "In the afternoon, you can stay in the hotel and don't run out. I will temporarily transfer your bodyguard to move out."

Order something and I’ll return it to you in the evening.”

"Oh?" Marshall was shocked, but after thinking about it, he agreed, "Okay."

Back to you...is this rhetoric really appropriate?

In essence, these orcs are still hired men. After this journey, they will part ways with him. Thinking of this, Marshall was unhappy again.

The best way to solve the problem is——

"——Uh! Don't, pull my tail! I'll go bald!" Suddenly she felt that her tail hair was missing, and Chun felt very hurt, both physically and mentally.

"Eating too much is bad for your stomach!"

"Don't worry, my stomach is big--ouch! Don't pinch it!"

William smiled awkwardly and couldn't help but cover his face. The fat man sitting next to him also laughed so hard that his fat body trembled.

"Giggle, giggle! These two people seem to have a good relationship." The fat man wiped his lips with his hand casually and said, "It's really amazing, humans and orcs..."

"Yes, we have a good relationship." William nodded.

But it's only good, there will still be a day of separation in the future.

If Marshall wants to become a female king, then she definitely cannot give 100% care to every orc. What she wants to do is to lead, not to mingle with them.

"Hiccup~ Uh-huh." Chun was a little drunk and burped loudly. The ale provided in Fatty's hotel had a high degree of alcohol content. If a normal person drank a glass, he would be a little staggering.

, not to mention that they had already drank countless cups of this yellow stuff.

"If we are fast enough today, we will set off tomorrow. The time is very tight." William added.

Marshall nodded in agreement, gently stroked Chun's broad back with his hand, and said nothing.

The Yaris has a short spring, and this year it seems especially short. It only took more than ten days to go from high spring to early summer. Various meteorologists believe that it may be because of the magic rain that forced summer to advance.

The journey is almost halfway over, and Marshall is not as heartless as these orcs seem.

She would be reluctant to part with her when they were parting, and she didn't know what they would think in their hearts.

It was time to take a nap in the afternoon. Just when Haru and Tong were sent to load the goods, Marshall lay on the bed in the hotel and fell asleep lightly.

William sat leisurely at the door of the hotel, quietly watching the gangsters outside the door shouting and killing, fighting, and finally blood splattered on the spot. The fat man sat next to him.

"How's it going? Is this Lost Paradise doing well?" The fat man held a wine glass made of liquidambar and amber in his hand and began to sip it slowly.

"So-so."

"Your mouth is still as vicious as ever... I wonder if she has ever been scolded and cried under you?"

"No, she has always practiced very seriously. She will not cut corners like you did at that time, looking for opportunities to push the execution job onto me."

"Haha, hahaha!" The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed harshly. He picked at a mole on his mouth and said, "This is a training for you. Besides, the reward is equally generous."

"Hmph. She is just like her mother."

"I remember that she was the leader of the [Knights of the Golden Rose] at the time. How is she doing now?"

"She died and the Knights were disbanded."

"How did you die? Oh...I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I died of excessive blood loss when giving birth to my daughter."

"It's hard not to feel sorry for him. He is also the best magic swordsman in Yaris."

"I gave her the [Golden Rose], but unfortunately, this magic sword doesn't quite recognize her."

"Since they have similar temperaments, it will only happen sooner or later."

"There is something missing in her soul."

"Then I guess there's nothing we can do."

"You don't even want to ask why it's like this?"

"Lazy." The fat man said nonsense seriously.

"Thank you." William pursed his lips and finally said these two words.

"This is also against the rules. In fact, we have just violated all the rules in Lost Paradise."

"Do you want to execute yourself?" William retorted.

"Rules only apply to the weak."

"you're right."

"You have to reiterate to her tonight that not everyone can go to Shadi. Even if you bring these ten orcs who look very strong, they just look very strong."

"To be honest, they are weak."

"It's very weak for you, but you have to finish the game even if you get hit. You are a five-magic pattern warlock."

"It's impossible for me to get hit just by them. Of course I will reiterate to her tonight that this child... still needs a beating."

"Oh my God! When did you say such a thing?"

"A long time ago."

"You have changed."

"Everyone will change." William stood up and walked out the door, "I won't bother you as a [punisher]. Don't let your subordinates complain too much."

"Actually, we can chat for a while."

"I don't want to talk anymore."

"..."

The fat man said "cut" disdainfully, stood up, waved his hands, and all the messy food on the table flew up, and the grease on the plate peeled off the surface bit by bit.

The night of "The Lost Paradise" came quickly or slowly. There was not a single star in the sky, but there were no thick dark clouds either.

Marshall was called away by William after dinner, leaving Chun alone on the ground floor of the hotel, drinking and chatting with the orcs who had been working with him all afternoon.

Snap! With a snap of his fingers, a shining but not dazzling light filled the dark guest room out of thin air. William used his instant spell very skillfully.

"What can you do for me?" Marshall rubbed his sleepy eyes after waking up, "Haha - hiccup~ Eat as soon as you finish sleeping. Isn't this the life of a pig...

"

"Haha." William's eyes couldn't help but show extra love, "I called you here to tell you again that once you enter Shadi, you must be prepared to be robbed at any time."

"I see."

"If you're not careful, everyone will die."

"Isn't it you?" Marshall showed his full innocence.

"I will die too, everyone will die."

"..." Marshall was stunned. She repeatedly looked at William with disbelieving eyes to confirm whether it was true, and received a definite reply, "Okay... okay."
To be continued...