Thanks to the chefs' nonstop efforts, Roland ultimately did not leave everyone with nothing for the banquet. The rushed dishes were not especially refined, but there was plenty to fill everyone up!
"Mm, mm, mm~ chew chew." Caslo made contented chewing sounds.
The veteran founders at the front lines of the kingdom did not care much about banquet food. Do not forget that these "Khorne fanatics," who had clawed their way through piles of corpses, were born-and-bred Lagrange barbarians. Fine food satisfied spiritual cravings, but they did not demand much when it came to simply filling their stomachs. After all, not everyone could live happily on dry bread and potatoes!
"Looks like it suits your taste?" Roland raised a cup of fruit wine toward Caslo, who was wolfing down his food.
"Dragon God above! You can actually stomach that sour wine?" Caslo glanced at the yellow liquid in Roland's cup. Its dull color made it obvious that it was not high-quality stuff.
"The last barrel of ale made with plenty of hops was used up long ago! This sour fruit wine was saved by the commoners as a tribute for us!" Roland took a sip from his cup, then sighed.
Did he not know that wine brewed from wild fruit tasted terrible? But it was the only alcohol the kingdom could produce itself at the moment. Even then, they could only store some during the summer and autumn fruiting seasons. The Lagrange Kingdom had only been brewing alcohol from wheat for a short time, and after enjoying a few prosperous days, it had continually faced grain shortages! Fortunately, the kingdom was not lacking in fats. The oil from smoked fish supplemented the people's fat intake well enough. Otherwise, the grain gap required to feed everyone on bread alone would have