"Nalant, let's head to that clean patch of open ground first. Once my knights have tidied up and finished lunch, we'll set off again!"
"No problem, but wait a moment, Roel. I still have some subordinates and a convoy to bring over."
"Alright!" Roel was not surprised. Since they were heading to the Dwarf Territory, they naturally had to bring goods. Gold coins alone would not earn them the dwarves' warm hospitality or persuade them to forge the finest weapons and equipment.
Very soon, Nalant instructed Big Stone to notify Sherry, Vivian, and the others.
The reason he had not summoned them immediately after the battle was that he had been wary of Roel and his men.
But now that he had basically determined they were not the sort to repay kindness with enmity, there was no need to remain so guarded.
Before long, Vivian, Sherry, and the others arrived at the battlefield.
"Ah, my lord, these beastfolk are so ugly!" The moment Sherry arrived and saw the Pighead People corpses that had yet to be removed, she cried out in shock.
"Sherry, there are other people here!" Vivian immediately stopped her after that exclamation.
"I'm sorry, my lord!" Sherry realized at once that she had overstepped.
The little girl was not foolish. Back at the castle, she could ignore all those cumbersome formalities, but before outsiders, she had to strictly observe the proper conduct of a servant.
"Mm. Go sit over there. We only got halfway through lunch when we noticed the commotion earlier, so let's eat some more now!" Nalant pointed toward a clean patch of open ground nearby.
"Yes, my lord!" The girls obediently replied and headed to one side.
"Nalant, you really know how to enjoy yourself!" Once the girls had gone aside, Roel's gaze toward