On the brightly decorated Solar Ship, the Original Sin Legion was filled with a festive atmosphere.
To celebrate their first victory, Huai Shi generously approved the request for an all-you-can-eat BBQ banquet in the noon cafeteria and opened up the alcohol supply. In an instant, everyone aboard the Solar Ship rejoiced and praised the Legion Commander's generosity.
As for the truck driver who had been hung from the bow because he stepped onto the bridge with his left foot first... Who was that? Never heard of him!
There was only one sun in their hearts: Legion Commander Huai Shi!
Everyone decisively cast the Raymond Era behind them and celebrated the return of their Legion Commander.
Although drinking during wartime was taboo, more than ninety percent of the people aboard the Solar Ship probably could not be brought down by something like alcohol.
Rather than putting on airs, they might as well take the chance to celebrate.
The cafeteria was not the only place filled with cheer. Even those on rotation at their posts received grilled meat personally prepared by the Legion Commander and a glass of whiskey.
Inside the cafeteria, the drunken Frost Giants had already begun singing and dancing, driving the atmosphere to its peak.
"It was rare to see everyone this relaxed."
Huai Shi sighed.
Beside him, the Venerable Elder nodded in agreement. "The wine of victory is the essence of struggle. It is indispensable."
The snake man wearing an iron crown stood proudly upright. Iron rings marking military merit still encircled his long tail, and blood faintly seeped through the bandages on his face, yet his hands never stopped moving. When clinking glasses with others, the way he drank deeply was no less bold than the Frost Giants'.
The usually aloof snake people now knelt in their