Chapter 36 A visit from an old friend

Roel is making dinner, no, it should be a banquet. At this moment, the entire Charion Village is decorated with lights and colorful lights, and the villagers hang their best cloths or decorations on the streets.

Even if someone died, there were places that were damaged due to the battle and have not yet been repaired, but everyone who was alive chose one thing unanimously.

celebrate.

This is considered to be the national personality of Bato - that is, Bato people live in the present and are proud of it.

This does not mean that all Baator people are fanatical hedonists who party frequently, although some members of the nobility do fit this profile.

In fact, on the contrary, living in the present means that for Baator people, what matters is what you do now, not what you may or may not do in the future.

A dedicated Bartow craftsman might work late into the night to make the shoe he was making as good as possible.

Knights of Baator make various choices to ensure that their actions are always upright.

The farmers of Bato focus on living today instead of worrying about tomorrow.

Baator people do not worry about the consequences of their actions.

He picked up his rifle and rushed toward the sound, only to find that the zombie was not a monster, but his old friend, Eustabe...

Miss Alimara, who was doing the work, was mixing the batter to make bread. Although she had not forgotten the pain, she was still energetic. After all, compared to depression, she still felt that the value of action was higher than the pain.

If the alcohol in the wine had not been high, this kind of love would have been enough to kill Roel once.

He changed the subject and said, "Knight? Why didn't I know you still..."

But Roel very much suspected that the heavy taxes imposed by the knight made them accustomed to pain?

The preparation for the banquet lasted all night, it was the crystallization of the labor force of three villages, and it would be a revelry for several days and nights until the consul woke up from his drunkenness and urged everyone to work.

Roel took out a glass of wine. "Man, what are you doing here?"

Roel was undoubtedly the star of the banquet. During this time, he was constantly celebrating, pouring wine, pouring wine. It felt like he was getting married and wanted to congratulate the guests, and he had "relatives" from three villages.

"Have to serve.

Eustabe waved his hands, and Roel also asked the others to leave. Even though Eustabe was now wearing a hood, most people would still feel fear when they saw his face clearly.

Noticing Eustabe's appearance again, he paused for a long time before picking up a wine bottle and trying to hit him. It took Roel a long time to explain before clearing up the misunderstanding...

"Compared to this, you are living a good life in this village..." He looked around with his eyes, and his tone was inevitably filled with envy and... a hint of jealousy.

Eustabe saw Roel's doubts and answered.

"I'll give you your share." Then he dug into his pocket and took out six decrees.

Roel rubbed the tip of his nose. "No, no, it's all a matter of life."

But this time, Roel had just swallowed a sip of wine when he heard a scream.

No one knows what will happen in the future, so thinking about the future is not a reason to live poorly in the present, it is just an excuse to escape.

There is no real good or perfection in the world, nor is there all bad things, so Roel did not hinder their banquet, but instead assumed the position of their chef.

Roel understood, this is this month's dividend, but it's not time yet...

At this moment, a farmer passed by and patted Roel on the shoulder. "Oh, Lord Knight, they are singing your song!"

For farmers, there are very few such things. After all, in most cases the knights will not take them to have carnivals, and the materials for the banquet are basically provided by the farmers themselves.

"I found a little job, that businessman, remember, I was helping him transport some things."

However, they do gorge themselves on holidays, and then scrimp on food and clothing as inventory dwindles. Few Baator people reduce their food rations before a holiday to prepare for a big meal in the future.

This does not mean that the Bato people will waste their money and spend money lavishly. They do not want to commit suicide, and they are not stupid.

"Lord Knight, this is it!"

This is also where the Bretonnians are better than the people of the Empire, or even the Cathayans...

However, those who were slightly sober during the banquet would still stand guard. Until the day started again, people from the city would come here and join the banquet, or leave in a hurry.

In fact, most Baatorians look down upon those who save for the future.

Handing it to him, Eustabe pursed his lips and took the wine.

Although Eustabe said he was used to it, Roel could still feel the man's loneliness and pain.

When consequences arise, they will deal with them with the same attitude, and Baator people rarely waste time complaining about the unfairness of life.

Roel's arrival calmed down the panicked people nearby, and then they hid behind Roel like chickens.

Although all this is extremely stupid in the eyes of Roel, who can be considered a Cathay native, no matter what, such a character can be regarded as a virtue.

"Zombies!"

Roel immediately explained, "It's just their nickname, it's harmless."

Eustabe muttered, "My names are all "pet names" like "undead" and "zombie"!"

Then he said that he had accomplished his goal and had to catch up on sleep in the afternoon and work in the evening, so he went back...

While Roel held up the wine glass that he still wanted to share, he felt that he and he had drifted apart without knowing it...
Chapter completed!