948: Distributing the Spoils? Tch, Boring. Since Ancient Times, Divine Artifacts Have Belonged Only to the Strong!

As night fell, soldiers bustled all over the lord's encampment, making preparations for the celebration.

Well, it was called a celebration, but really it was just a gigantic bonfire party.

After all, this wasn't an officially organized event. It had started because the soldiers on the defensive line were happy to have driven back the gnolls. Then they heard that the Godslayer heroes had returned, and spontaneously requested a celebration. Kudel hadn't wanted to hold an unscheduled event at a time like this, but the soldiers on the defensive line had been tense for a long time, and the situation at Fort Krim was too grim. With the gnolls routed across the entire front, letting the soldiers unwind a little couldn't hurt.

So, once permission was granted, the encampment quickly sprang to life.

The cooks from the rear-line military town had been invited over. Players who enjoyed a lively atmosphere had even brought tons of ingredients to the encampment aboard an armed airship. The staff officers had suggested that, since they were holding a celebration anyway, they might as well make it a meal for the troops. A convenient, affordable buffet would let more of the soldiers share in the feeling that victory was within reach.

Plenty of players supported the idea, so Star-Soul Eagle, who was still on duty at Wolf Fort, was called back to serve as head chef for tonight's celebration.

Since most of the cooks on the defensive line were "apprentices" of Administrative Baron Shawan, and His Excellency had learned to cook from Star-Soul Eagle, every cook waited for his directions with the utmost respect, as if awaiting their "master instructor." It was quite a sight, and a real source of pride.

Of course, the war hadn't officially ended yet, so the celebration wouldn't serve alcohol.